Chapter 4989: Be at ease, reincarnation dragon flame!
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The whistling sound of flames circulated around Xiao Yi's body.
To be more serious, although the evil dragon flame has completely swallowed Xiao Yi, its violent power is like destroying the sky and the earth; but Xiao Yi has a virtual hand in front, and the evil dragon flame that destroys the sky and the earth is three inches in his palm. Beginning outside, it circulated swiftly with a mysterious power.
Yes, at this moment, he was using the fire control method of the Nine Suns Reincarnation Art to circulate these evil dragon flames at an astonishing speed, isolating them from three inches away.
But even so, within three inches, the terrible temperature that belongs to Long Yan is already enough to make any creature or existence in the world unbearable.
Although Xiao Yi had not directly touched these evil dragon flames and isolated them, his physical body had already melted continuously under the terrifying heat.
Long Yan is terrifying.
A final creature of the Ninth Level of the Emperor Realm, just under the high temperature, it can no longer support it.
If it was completely swallowed, it would probably be a direct hit, or even burned to ashes.
Xiao Yi frowned.
It seems to be able to resist it now, even if the body is constantly being melted, but his own flesh body full of infinite vitality is constantly being repaired at an astonishing speed at the same time; but if it goes on like this, it will be consumed alive.
This is the Cthulhu's lair, and it is naturally his Xiao Yi that is the first to be exhausted and unable to support it.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie." In the distance, the Cthulhu grinned endlessly, with both hands out, manipulating the Rolling Dragon Flame.
"World Master Xiao Yi, this evil **** has no intention of giving you a chance to breathe."
"After all, the realm master Xiao Yi may have fled in a hurry."
The billowing dragon flame will never dissipate under the control of the Cthulhu.
If it is said that the last time in the Spirit Devouring Prison, it was a great opportunity for the Heretic God to kill and obtain Xiao Yi, and Xiao Yi’s escape from the Spirit Devouring Prison made this opportunity disappear and made him regretful; then this time Xiao Yi returned again, Undoubtedly, this opportunity was returned to Cthulhu again.
Cthulhu, obviously will not let the opportunity pass again, and will never let Xiao Yi escape from his palm.
Xiao Yi gritted his teeth and said nothing.
But the palm of the imaginary grip was already trembling slightly.
The Cthulhu itself is extremely strange and mysterious to any creature, including the Seven Heavenly Emperors.
Even if he knows the terrifying nature of his demigod, he does not know his methods and true strength.
Under this kind of unknown, no matter who came, it was impossible to have absolute certainty, and the same was true for Xiao Yi.
If it were pure demi-god combat power, Xiao Yi would not fall into such a situation, but just as he had planned before, fighting against each other and reluctant to do anything, he would watch this evil **** outside the spirit-devouring prison. , Make it immobile, and cannot harm the void.
But who could have imagined that this evil **** actually created his evil Dao Longyan.
This is its true strength, extremely terrifying.
This combat power completely exceeded Xiao Yi's expectations.
"Huh?" Suddenly, Xiao Yi's mind flashed.
It was a long-lost feeling.
He suddenly remembered that he had come to Devour Spirit Prison this time for two purposes.
One is to watch this evil god.
The second is self-cultivation.
Yes, he came here to cultivate and comprehend.
Xiao Yi slowly closed his eyes.
This long-lost feeling was so long that he almost couldn't remember it.
It was many years ago, when he was still in the Eastern Regions, and he felt like he was just a fledgling young man.
That kind of comprehension ability that is in a desperate situation and is sharper than usual.
At that time, he was helpless, and the only so-called backer, the Heaven-Splitting Sword Sect, was only a second-rate force.
This feeling is definitely different from that he is in the middle domain, with eight temples as backers; or in the void, everything is within his calculations.
In that desperate situation, no one can come to rescue him, the feeling that no one can help him, it has been a long time.
While in the Eastern Regions, he had experienced many times of martial arts in such a desperate situation, trying to turn the tide in one fell swoop.
And the most impressive time was in Zhongyu. That time, he faced him directly.
No one can save him, no one can help him, no one can get involved in that level.
At that time, he was desperate, fearless, but with a bright mind, he completed Thang Long in a very short period of time.
So, what about this time?
distance.
Cthulhu looked at Xiao Yi's eyes closed and sneered.
In his opinion, that was Xiao Yi's move to wait for death.
Although he knew very well that the Xiao Yi he knew was definitely not the kind of person who was willing to give up and wait for death.
But he believes even more that in the face of the impossibility and the severance of all hope, any creature will know how to choose, and the irreversible powerlessness under stubborn resistance will become a desperate waiting for death.
Time passed by every second.
The palm of Xiao Yixu's hand trembled more and more.
Long Yan, who was isolated three inches away under the high-speed circulation, has been approaching, and gradually, two inches, one inch, and even the palm of Xiao Yi has been attached.
The billowing dragon flame was close in front of him, and it was scorching hot.
Cthulhu, as if he could already see Xiao Yi's final fall.
Suddenly.
Xiao Yi's hand trembled more and more.
To be more serious, Xiao Yi at this moment is holding a virtual hand to resist the evil dragon flames in front of him, while holding the sword with the other hand.
The hand of the sword was shaking at the moment.
The hand of Yuhuo, the hand of the sword, seemed to resonate in the tremor, and the speed and amplitude of the tremor were exactly the same.
Perhaps, there is one thing that is extremely difficult to find, that is, this kind of tremor and resonance, which seems to be exactly the same as these fast-moving Long Yan at this moment.
The hand of imperial fire, the hand of holding a sword, and the swiftly circulating dragon flame, among the three, seemed to have entered a certain indescribable mysterious combination.
And when the fit reaches its extreme, then... it will be a fusion of the three!
Wow...
Xiao Yi's eyes suddenly opened, and there was a burst of light in his eyes.
"Huh?" In the distance, the Cthulhu looked at the ray of light, suddenly his heart burst, and a trace of badness surged.
In the next instant, he immediately knew what was wrong.
I saw that within the evil dragon flame that ruined the world, Xiao Yi retracted the hand of Yuhuo, holding the hand of the sword and cutting it out with a single sword.
Buzzing...
Like a sword wind and a huge wave, the air is hitting the sea, and the rolling evil road Long Yan was split by Shengsheng's sword.
This huge and astonishing evil dragon flame is still under the control of the evil **** and cannot be dissipated.
However, Xiao Yi's sword split his life apart, as if it had cleaved a piece of gloomy and terrible place to life.
"How is it possible." In the distance, the Cthulhu looked shocked.
Long Yan did not disperse, but the huge crack that had been split did not heal for a long time.
Xiao Yi sneered, "I almost forgot, I am also good at manipulating Long Yan."
"You are like a copy between your evil dragon flame and the real dragon flame."
"Although I can't use Dragon Flame to explode your power, but because I am also good at manipulating Dragon Flame, my sword can completely split your Dragon Flame."
"Moreover, thanks for this time." Xiao Yi instantly had killing intent in his eyes.
"Without your help, I really can't find the opportunity to merge my martial arts and Long Yan."
"I show you the real Long Yan!"
Xiao Yi's sword moved violently.
"Great comfort, reincarnation dragon flame!"
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