The chaotic and repulsive crimson was mixed with a warm and vibrant will, and the golden rays as hot as the sun swept away the tumbling clouds of fire, causing the midday sun to shine again on the land eroded by the Divine Right.

This feeling of rebirth suddenly made the black wife Jinliu, who was previously in the threat of her life, feel relieved physically and mentally, and the panic caused by the unknown before also calmed down, and the fighting spirit lost by the will oppression of the fire on the right side returned to her body.

But...... Master Fang Hong, who is it?

The voice sounded familiar, as if it had been seen somewhere.

The black wife Jinliu looked in the direction from which the voice came, and saw a young man with black hair and black eyes who was similar to himself stepped out of a golden portal, his movements seemed to be slow, but in fact he was as fast as lightning.

In perception, the black-clothed man's body was surrounded by golden flames that could not be seen by the naked eye, and this flame was like an emulsifier dripping into the oil stain, constantly squeezing the existence space of the crimson aura, forcibly creating an environment without red mist.

- Yes, it is the way it seems to be a sick sentence, the eye cannot see, but your mind and your brain cognition clearly tell you that he is surrounded by flames, and it is golden.

"Even though you're a member of the 'Right Seat of God' like William, you're still so annoying, Right Fire. ”

Fang Hong, the magician who came out of the flame light gate, did not respond positively to the slightly mocking remarks of the right fire, in fact, he was also very aware of the 'malice' of this god's right seat towards him, of course, malice is malice, and the right fire also knew very well what kind of power the 'son of the god' had, so he didn't dare to be careless when facing Fang Hong.

With a flicker of his body, Master Fang Hong and the fire on the right side moved at the same time, driven by the breath of the divine right, the basic elements filled in the air were filled with a high level, and the earth, fire, water, and wind actually exuded the attributes belonging to the fire on the right side at the same time, and all the basic elements produced an amazing repulsion to the will manipulation of other magicians.

Oh, should it be said that it is really worthy of the power of the 'Divine Right', just a faint breath is enough to have such a huge impact.

Fang Hong's face was as usual, the magic power that was originally used to drive the elements to penetrate into the muscles and bones from the blood, and at the same time, the Heavenly Dao runes on the outer walls of all the blood vessels that spread all of Fang Hong's body also fell off on their own, combining with the magic power, therefore, with the physical body as the 'stage' and the five organs of the heart, liver, lungs, spleen and stomach as the 'temple', guiding the 'god' who existed in the mud pills on his head to release the power and hand it over to the body, it seemed to be a complicated operation, but in fact, it was just an instant, Fang Hong's trick was hit.

It's a punch breaker! It's just with special effects.

The pitch-black will of the celestial beings is like a starry star, constantly rotating with a fist as the center, setting off a powerful suction, this suction is like a vortex, tearing the hair and shirt of the fire on the right, and the surrounding air is getting hotter and hotter, but for the two transcendent beings who also have the attribute of 'fire', such an environment will only cause the two of them to be more excited, and there will be no so-called 'environmental factors', so his face is as usual, and his right hand with a crimson color is waved heavily, and the crimson spreads, like a handle. The sword' cut into the vortex of the will of heaven and man.

Countless collisions and explosions unfolded in such a fight, although it didn't sound particularly loud, but this kind of infrasound wave of less than 20HZ drove the black wife Jinliu's heart to beat with it, and the blood surged, and the black wife felt like her head was about to explode, although he couldn't see it, but he felt that his current face must run to play the 'red face' in the Peking Opera without the slightest problem......

If you go on like this, you're going to die! Haven't you two learned infrasound pollution!

The air is wailing, the ground is no longer visible from the original oil road, the erosion of the firestorm and the red mist has already turned the surrounding human creations into tofu slag, the trunks of the surrounding street trees are potholes, and there are only a few broken roots left on the lawn It can be seen that there were traces of its existence here, and in the center of the field, the black and red figures collided violently at extreme speeds that were difficult to see with the naked eye.

What a rarity!

Fang Hong wielded a cracked silver-black long stick, this heavy weapon with more than eight hundred catties was as easy as a toothpick in his hand, horizontal or sweeping, in the case that all the magic power was directly supplied to the body of heaven and man, Fang Hong felt that his various qualities would definitely not be lower than that of a fourth-order martial saint, according to the situation that Fang Hong had encountered when he met with the fire on the right side in the demon capital before, he should not even be able to borrow one of his own moves.

However, although the current fire on the right side was crumbling, he finally caught Fang Hong's attack, using the shattering of the red sword and the special magic of horizontal movement, and when Fang Hong gave up suppression, he came directly to the edge of the barrier created by Retilly, this tall and thin man in red clothes and pants pulled out the left hand that he had been holding in his pocket, with a faint but slightly crazy smile on his face, calmly waved his right hand.

It was one of the two items he had purchased through the Tokyo Magicians Association, a replica of the 'Spear of Toraviska Buntik Uttori' from the Return of the Winged, the largest magical society in Central America...... Including your current self.

The muscles, bones, and blood are like shaving a cow one by one, inch by inch out of the body, and the special energy constantly stimulates the nerves of the fire on the right...... Oh, no, including the light purple nerves that appeared in the air, such a strange situation even Fang Hong, who chased after him, felt his scalp tingle, you must know that the fire on the right is a 'saint', he can't be like 'immortals' and 'celestials' The main body is will and spirit, he can't do it if his body is damaged and can grow back intact.

"Master Fang Hong, do you know what the most important thing is in fishing?"

The entire right arm continued to spread in the red mist, the fire on the right side was still very calmly looking directly at the magician in front of him, Fang Hong's steps were walking forward, suddenly stopped, and a huge sense of danger emerged from his heart, it was a great crisis, a great terror, an unbearable feeling of extreme panic and disgust.

"It's bait, I bait with the essence of the 'Divine Right', and there's nothing I can't catch. ”

Suddenly, Fang Hong felt that the environment he was in had changed suddenly, as if he had suddenly come to the boundless cosmic starry sky from the inside of the school city, where there was no top, no left, no right, as if it existed in the body of some kind of sea creature, this strange monster that could not be described in words, in his body, it was like losing all perceptions, all secrets, it was as embarrassing as stripping naked and standing under the spotlight......

"Is this ...... The Emperor of Heaven, the Lord God of Heaven"

The indescribable creature waved its near-transparent tentacles, reawakening Retili as she had been resting silently due to mental exhaustion, and as an extraordinary mage who had lived for hundreds of years, she recognized his identity the moment she received this perception.

"The Lord God of the Heavenly Palace, what is it?" Fortunately, this existence had no malicious intent, but simply wrapped Fang Hong in his body, he struggled, and suddenly heard Radili's slightly surprised words, so he asked loudly.

"Legend has it that the creator of Japan. ”

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