Chapter 58 Chapter 58 Killing

Dialect and the three of them stared blankly at the bloody flames within the dark blue flame cover on Xiao Yan's palm, and then heard Xiao Yan's laughing words, their hearts were blocked, and a strange rosiness quickly appeared on their faces, and they burst into laughter. , Three mouthfuls of blood spurted out almost at the same time. The starry sky fire phoenix was condensed by most of the battle energy in the life of the three dialects, and because of the essence and blood of the body, the three of them also had a sense of connection with the fire phoenix, but in the dark blue flame cover At the moment of formation, that trace of emotion completely disappeared from the hearts of the three of them...

Of course, what disappeared at the same time was the pure fighting spirit that the three dialects had cultivated for so many years... With the disappearance of this grudge, it means that the strength of the three dialects will also drop horribly, and the consequences... Panting violently in his mouth, Fang Yan's red hair also showed some white strands at the moment, and his already old face looked even older. He tremblingly wiped away the blood from the corners of his mouth, and looked at the vibrating fire with resentful eyes. Xiao Yan, who stayed in the sky with wings, still did not give up, gritted his teeth and moved his fingerprints.

However, no matter how the dialect urged the connection between himself and the fire phoenix in his heart, in the end, it was still like a stone sinking into the ocean, without the slightest response. The flame cover that seemed to be only the size of a palm was like a helpless Breaking through like a prison, it is separated from the connection between it and the metamorphic fire transformed by the fire phoenix... "Bastard, release the transformation fire!" An elder of Demon Flame Valley felt his body getting weaker and weaker, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he sternly shouted at Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan looked at the three dialects whose aura had been greatly reduced, with a flat gaze, as if looking at a fool, okay? Do you really think they are playing games? After trapping the transformation fire, Xiao Yan's heart was completely relaxed. Without the transformation fire, the three dialects were no longer to be feared, and their strength was declining, and it was no longer difficult for them to compete with it. Speaking of which, the Huashenghuo can be regarded as the three dialects who came to the door automatically. If they used their grudges to hold Xiao Yan down, it would be difficult for the latter to defeat them except for some expensive fighting skills. , and even if he defeated the three of them, he would definitely have a lot of consumption. How could he be so calm and calm like now, and trap the transformation fire of the three of them in vain...

Fang Yan took a few deep breaths, the resentment in his eyes gradually subsided, he raised his head and smiled at Xiao Yan: "Hehe, Master Xiao's strange fire is indeed unique in the world, it seems that we three old fellows are arrogant, this transformation into fire It was transformed by the fighting spirit of the three of us. Even if you are trapped, it is useless to take it and you can only wait for it to disappear automatically. How about this, Master Xiao will return it to us, and the old man promises with the magic flame valley that he will retreat immediately and never touch Bodhi again. Transformation body saliva, how about it?"

Xiao Yan looked at Fang Yan's smiling old face, smiled slightly, and shook his head slowly: "Elder Fang Yan, everyone understands people, so please don't speak such childish words, I will never believe that returning the Huashenghuo to you You, you will leave automatically, and, to put it bluntly, in the current situation, does it matter whether you leave or not?" As Xiao Yan heard each word in his ears, the smile on Fang Yan's face gradually solidified, and the veins on his forehead throbbed. After a while, he finally couldn't help the violent and ferocious roar in his heart: "Then you What exactly do you want? Turning into fire, what else can you do other than watch it dissipate automatically?

what do you want?Just explain it directly! " It's no wonder that Fang Yan is so excited and lost his temper at the moment, because he understands very well what the loss of Huashenghuo symbolizes to them. It means that he will at least step into the level of Dou Zong with half a foot, and be downgraded to become an ordinary Dou Huang The strong, and because of the loss of body essence and blood, this will be a permanent wound to him. Maybe, he will stay in the Douhuang rank for the rest of his life, never making any progress. The end, for him with big ambitions, is undoubtedly the most terrifying torture...

However, he lost his composure. Xiao Yan is not a charitable person, and he also knows that to be kind to this kind of person is to be cruel to himself. A sharp knife that can stab anyone at any time, and as the best among them, the dialect elder, that knife is even sharper. If he gets the transformation fire again, he will definitely not turn around and leave as promised, but will Together with the other two elders again, they frantically killed Xiao Yan... And because of the loss they suffered last time, they will no longer use flames to fight against Xiao Yan this time, but will have a battle of fighting spirit. At that time, even if Xiao Yan can defeat them again, what will it take? The price will definitely be more than ten times higher than it is now. How can Xiao Yan do such a stupid thing with so many years of experience?

"I'm sorry, but the transformation into fire is indeed of great use to me, so the matter of returning it... Elder Fang just don't think about it." Xiao Yan shook the flame shield on his palm lightly, Looking at the dialect, he shook his head and smiled. Hearing Xiao Yan's words, Fang Yan's expression became completely gloomy. He glanced at Xiao Yan with resentment, and stopped talking nonsense. He punched his chest fiercely, spurting out a mouthful of blood again, and finally poured out all his blood. Sprinkle it on the palm of his hand. Covered in blood, those withered palms like ghost claws also exuded a strange luster, and with a movement of the palms, they once again condensed into a strange handprint.

"receive!" The handprints were condensed, and the dialect let out a low shout, and as the shout fell, the slowly flowing blood-colored flame in the flame cover suddenly seemed to be activated, burning violently, and leaping up crazily Teng, wanting to break through the flame cover and open it. "Stubborn!" Sensing the change in the flame cover, Xiao Yan also had a cold look in his eyes. With a sneer, he flicked his fingers, an invisible flame gushed out, and finally enveloped the deep blue flame cover, forming a flame outer membrane again. With the formation of the outer membrane of the Falling Heart Flame, the connection that Dialect felt just now by using the method of self-mutilation disappeared instantly, and the metamorphic fire in the flame cover also returned to calm again—after failing again, Dialect suddenly looked pale. Dead ashes, a chill, spread out from within the body. "

Glancing coldly at Fang Yan, Xiao Yan opened his mouth slightly, and immediately threw the flame cover into his mouth like candy. As soon as his throat rolled, under the stunned gazes of the three of Fang Yan, he threw the flame cover into his mouth. Turned into fire and swallowed it into the body... "You...you lunatic, how dare you swallow flames alive?!" Seeing Xiao Yan's crazy behavior, the corners of the mouths of the three dialects trembled. The inside of the human body is the most vulnerable place. Even if something is broken into the body of a strong Dou Zong, the end may be quite miserable. However, the current Xiao Yan actually swallowed the extremely destructive flames into his body, this kind of behavior... It's not crazy. Gently belching hotly, Xiao Yan smiled at the stunned dialect three people, although his body is indeed the softest place, but there are Qinglian's heart fire and fallen heart fire in his body. Protection, even when the critical moment came, he could still mobilize the bone spirit and cold fire that Yao Lao left in his body. Under the protection of these three different fires, Xiao Yan's body was abnormally safe... In this current situation, it is naturally impossible for Xiao Yan to try on the spot whether Fen Jue can refine and devour the transformed fire, so he can only store it in his body, so that the flame will not quickly pass and dissipate in the air . Keeping the transformation fire in his body, Xiao Yan turned his eyes to the three dialects again. In his pitch-black eyes, there was a dark glint of cold light. Although after losing the transformation fire, the strength of the three of them would be greatly reduced, but this is not the case. The reason why Xiao Yan can let them go, he believes in killing them all, and never wants to leave some troubles in the future... "Second, third, kill him!" Seemingly aware of the icy murderous intent in Xiao Yan's eyes, Fang Yan's face trembled slightly, and he immediately shouted sharply. Hearing the shouts in dialect, the faces of the two Moyangu elders whose strength had dropped to about two or three stars changed slightly, and they could only grit their teeth immediately, mobilizing the little battle energy left in their bodies, and bit the bullet to attack Xiao Yan and go. But just as the two elders were rushing forward, that dialect hastily dodged back, and while backing up, the gaze that was looking at Xiao Yan was chilling with resentment. Looking calmly at the two elders of Demon Flame Valley rushing forward, Xiao Yan raised his sleeve robe lightly, and in the next moment, a pillar of emerald green flames burst out like a volcano! "Boom!" Hearing the fiery energy fluctuations from behind, Fang Yan's heart trembled, but he didn't turn his head back. He viciously shook his fighting spirit wings and flew away towards the outside of the mountain forest. "Second brother, third child, this old man will avenge you, as long as you go back and scare the owner of the valley out, then this bastard boy will definitely pay for it with blood! And the Xiao Clan, when the time comes, no one will be left behind! "Dialect fled desperately, and while fleeing, the low voice of resentment also came out along the strong wind. "laugh!" Just as he blurted out the words, the fleeing figure in dialect suddenly froze. The severe pain in his chest made him almost suffocate. Enduring the excruciating pain, he lowered his head with difficulty. Immediately, he saw a bird surrounded by green flames. The covered white palm penetrated from his chest... The blazing flames evaporated all the blood near the wound, and the dialect eyeballs slowly moved back, and finally, when they were about to close their eyes, they put an indifferent young face into those eyes that still had a little bit of resentment . "If you join forces with your companions again, even I don't want to waste too much effort to deal with you at this time, but unfortunately...you are confused again, old guy..." When dialect's eyes were slowly closing, a faint voice came from behind him gently into his ears.