Yan Zhaoge's acupoints all over his body vibrated together.
In the dantian, the chaotic air masses are separated, one yin and one yang, one cold and one hot.
The ice dragon essence stored in the holes intertwined with Li Yan fire energy, turning into ice dragons and fire dragons, rushing out of the body.
The ice dragon and the fire dragon are intertwined, turning into bones, meridians, and flesh.
A huge hand appeared in front of Yan Zhaoge.
Ye Jing, who had just been sent flying by Yan Zhaoge's palm, lay on the ground and twitched, with half of his body torn apart.
Yan Zhao looked at him and heard "ho ho" from his mouth, struggling non-stop.
The dark red ring seemed to glow with some brilliance again, and there was a roar from it that seemed to come from ancient times, passing through endless years.
Ye Jing's broken half body did not spurt blood, but a large amount of flames spewed out from the wound.
The flames gradually condensed and turned into Ye Jing's body again.
Ye Jing's body shook on the ground, then jumped up quickly, and rushed towards Yan Zhaoge at a faster speed than before!
From his mouth, a deep and manic voice came out, the language that did not belong to human beings, strange and ancient, strange and mysterious.
Ye Jing pushed his palms forward flatly, and the flames all over his body turned into red light, fierce and hot.
Where the red light reaches, everything in the surrounding world, including the air, seems to be burning.
All existence is turned into the fuel of the flame, fueling the fire to become more ferocious, expanding, and continuing to devour other things.
The fire is ruthless, burning the common people!
The red light shone like a blade, slashing towards Yan Zhaoge!
This is no longer the martial art that Ye Jing once practiced, and it is no longer even the martial art that the world of human warriors possesses!
Although Ye Jing himself was also on fire, but at the moment he only felt that he was stronger than ever before.
The mood is unprecedentedly smooth, the hope of defeating Yan Zhaoge is unprecedentedly real...
"boom!!"
But before Ye Jing could continue to feel the taste of it, Yan Zhaoge followed suit, and the big hand condensed by the stellar energy suddenly slapped out!
In the next moment, Ye Jing was slapped away by Yan Zhaoge again!
Yan Zhaoge tilted his head slightly: "The real one?"
Ye Jing fell to the ground, struggling like a fish out of water, staring at Yan Zhaoge with a pair of fiery red eyes.
His eyes seemed to be on fire.
Yan Zhaoge didn't look at him, but looked around.
"Old Ghost Ax, you don't need to count on it. Do you think a great master will jump out to save you at this time? Or a beautiful woman will jump out to save the hero?"
"At first, I actually hoped that the Great Sun Sect or the people of Cangwu Mountain would take you in, especially the Great Sun Sacred Sect."
"When I was in Zhenlongyuan, I suspected that your ring had something to do with the Flame Demon Emperor."
Yan Zhaoge smiled: "At that time, the difference between you and the Balrog was quite large, if the Great Sun Sacred Sect misjudged you and only valued your fire spirit body to help them practice their martial arts, maybe they would really accept you. "
"In this way, the thunder will be buried."
"However, you are more and more capable of killing yourself." Yan Zhaoge's smile became colder and colder: "Leaving you in this world is simply polluting the air."
"Since you are willing to die, I will give you a ride."
Yan Zhaoge looked indifferent, and walked towards Ye Jing step by step.
With every step down, the ground seemed to tremble, and the huge palm above the head, which was transformed from the stellar energy, became more and more condensed and real, and also more and more terrifying!
Strips of icy and fiery energy, like a group of dragons guarding Yan Zhaoge's side, is like a god and a man in the dust.
Ye Jing's eyes flashed with determination, and he roared angrily: "You dog thief, even if I die, I will drag you to die together!"
Amidst the roar, Ye Jing struggled to stretch out the palm with the dark red ring.
The ring had completely turned into a circle of red light and was set on his finger.
In the circle of light, the lava hell and the scene of the world of flowing fire appeared vaguely again, and an illusory giant of fire seemed to be roaring to the sky.
After being severely injured by Shi Tie, the power of this ring was greatly weakened, but Ye Jing wanted to activate it with his own life!
"The Flame Demon disintegrates! The world burns!"
Ye Jing's hand with the dark red ring actually stabbed directly into his own chest!
The dark red ring submerged into Ye Jing's body which was almost made of flames, and then a dazzling light suddenly lit up inside his body!
It is no longer a flame red light, but a bright white light!
White light shot through the body, and on Ye Jing's body made of flames, the dancing flames seemed to suddenly condense into a solid at this moment.
Then, Ye Jing's body was gradually cracked like porcelain.
In the crack, the white light became more and more dazzling, and a destructive force became more and more obvious!
Yan Zhaoge looked at this scene and smiled.
Without dodging or dodging, the huge palm transformed by the qi above the head still slapped down with one palm!
"boom!!!"
Amidst the loud noise, the white light burst out before it exploded!
Yan Zhaoge slapped Ye Jing to the ground!
Centering on where the two of them were, the land with a radius of hundreds of meters was completely landslide and broken, and there was a huge deep pit in the downward depression!
Yan Zhaoge stepped into the void, quietly standing in the sky above the deep pit, looking down at the bottom of the pit.
"A mere brat, is he worthy of being called a devil?"
"You take yourself as the Flame Demon Emperor?"
At the bottom of the pit, there was a figure that was almost inhuman, like the ashes of a fire.
Both legs were completely gone, as was one arm, leaving only one arm with a cracked ring on its finger.
The skin of the whole body is like coke.
There are only dark red stripes, which are faintly lit up, as if there is no spark in the ashes that is completely destroyed.
Ye Jing, with a black face, stared at Yan Zhaoge above. He was weaker than ever, but the hatred and anger in his eyes were also unprecedentedly strong!
Because of Yan Zhaoge's palm, the surrounding landslides kept falling, as if an earthquake had been triggered, the ground kept shaking.
With the deep pit as the center, huge cracks on the ground kept spreading towards the surroundings.
During the shaking, it seemed that the bottom of the deep pit was about to collapse further, and the sound of running water came from below, as if the underground river was surging.
Ye Jing's body sank downward, and he was about to fall into the dark river below.
In the dark river, miasma rose to the sky, destroying gold and iron, blocking Yan Zhaoge's way.
Ye Jing hissed: "Yan Zhaoge, you bastard, but if you tell me to stay alive, I will fight you to the end! I..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Zhaoge had already fallen, and the Heavenly Abyss Countercurrent Art unfolded, completely fearless of miasma, and instantly came to Ye Jing!
Yan Zhaoge cast a sideways glance at him: "The halo of the protagonist?"
"Someone wants to kill you, so there is something wrong, if you can't kill, let you run away, practice your magic skills, and come back for revenge?"
"Zhen Longyuan, you didn't die because I never wanted to kill you, now..."
Yan Zhaoge's gigantic palm formed by the stellar qi above his head was slapped down again with a loud bang!
"Yan wants you to die on the third watch, who can keep you until the fifth watch!"
A palm fell, and Ye Jing's roar stopped abruptly!
"boom!"
Amidst the loud noise, ashes flew into smoke!
A faint soul light and shadow disappeared in smoke!
The soul is scattered, and there is no redemption!