Like a passage of hell magma, an ancient divine beast burst out in the flames, the whole body was full of fireworks, the fire phoenix opened its big mouth, and inside was pitch black, a deep huge whirlpool, as if to devour the whole world, for a time the wind was raging, and the wind was torn down. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly, Dis's face was like ashes, in front of this monstrous momentum, the ancient beast, how small human beings looked, he dragged his paralyzed body to move a little, but the surroundings seemed to be like a wall that could not advance or retreat, this is the power of the mysteries of the universe, how wonderful it is.

The broken body of the immortal heart emitted a brilliant blue light, that is the accumulation of corpse qi! Wanting to survive under the divine power that is like a catastrophe of heaven and earth, the blue light on Dis's body is becoming more and more intense, but under the heavenly power, no one will think that he can resist the flames of the phoenix.

The flames are getting closer and closer, and the whole world seems to be shrouded in magma, facing the power of the phoenix that is close at hand, Dice, who was swallowed by the blue light, suddenly shook his body, and was forced by the pressure of external forces, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, almost forming a blood mist in front of him.

Dismask's eyes were opened with difficulty, blue light flashed in his eyes, and his face looked even paler as he looked at the magma flames in front of him.

At this moment, he was desperate, and everything was over.

He looked at the red fire in front of him in a daze, as if he stopped there as if he was resigned to his fate, the divine beast covering the sky opened its huge mouth, and the endless darkness inside was like a tunnel of the netherworld, Dismask looked at it and was stunned, and the layers of blue light on his body were gradually converging, I don't know if it was due to the devouring of the advancing flames, or the natural contraction of his body.

At the end of the dark tunnel, a cluster of blue-white flames was rising, like the light of the sunrise, it was familiar, it was strange, it was familiar, it was familiar with the trace of blue-white, it made people unexpectedly recall the last curse issued by the magic mirror Rachel, the strangeness of that part was that the burning flame did not have the slightest emotion, it was obviously burning, but it was as cold as a ghost, and the cold chill was as deep as water, and it couldn't help but make people shudder.

At this moment, the molten fireworks in the sky completely devoured the blue of the remnants of the stubborn corpse qi, and drowned Dismask with the momentum of destroying the world.

The next moment, Dismask completely melted into the fiery red of the magma.

"Boom!" "Boom, ......!" for a long time, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the sun shone out.

The crowd of spectators stared in amazement, the flames dispersed, and a figure was clearly visible, his eyes were closed, his whole body exuded the smell of burning, and his body fell straight from the air like a stone.

On the high platform, the Pope's body moved slightly, and then for some reason he stopped there stiffly, tense his body and watched his disciples fall from the sky on the bluestone slab, and for a while the dust flew and the rubble flew around, but the Pope seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, his body was light, and he returned to his seat.

The Grand Captain Antonio next to him looked a little inexplicable, the Pope's actions just now were obviously to save the fallen Dismusk, but now he sat back in his seat as if nothing happened, his behavior was incomprehensible, he turned his gaze to the field again, could it be that Dismusk lying on the gravel slab can still bring a miracle, even if he stands up, it is impossible to defeat Kiruti, the victory is already divided! But the most bizarre thing is how tragic this duel is, which is no longer in line with His Majesty's benevolent way, and it is up to the point, but His Majesty the Pope, who has always resisted internal violence, can tolerate this life-and-death struggle this time, and it seems that the weather in the Sanctuary is about to change, and one by one the new upstarts will break out of the cocoon.

In the ring, the corners of Kiruti's mouth rose slightly, pulling out a smile, he didn't know why, when he worked hard to really defeat his old enemy, the mood was not the imaginary joy of victory ecstasy, but felt an unprecedented emptiness, he just smiled far-fetched, and then under the surprised eyes of the people in the audience, he walked step by step towards Dismask, whose life and death were unknown on the ground.

This will be the end of everything, and he will personally put an end to the man who has caused him countless nightmares.

The next moment, the hideous-looking Kiruti suddenly stood beside Dismask, and the bearded referee Kigas in the audience was in the purpose of protecting the players and wanted to end this meaningless duel, but was stopped by Chief of Staff Osama, and Yuri and Sharna were also stopped.

A pair of eagle eyes on Osama's narrow cheeks stared closely at His Majesty the Pope's every move on the high platform, he understood one thing, Dismask is a disciple of His Majesty the Pope, so how to develop and end a game like this is not something that a small referee can decide.

And the Pope still sat firmly on the high platform, without any movement or hint, and Osama could only wait and see.

"Hum hahaha......" In the ring, Kiruti suddenly let out a burst of crazy laughter, like madness, like madness, the burn scar on his face looked more and more hideous under the sunlight, and then he bent down, stretched out his hand, grabbed Dismask's long hair, and pulled him up violently, face to face, Kiruti wanted to imprint the face of the enemy's fiasco in his heart, and trampled the enemy's self-esteem under his feet forever, and the honor of the Aratia class under his feet, wanting to return all the shame.

Dismask's eyes were closed, his face was as thin as tin foil, his blood was blurred, as if he was not angry, such an embarrassed image, all in Kiruti's eyes, looking at each other for a long time, the corners of his mouth finally drew a satisfactory arc upward, he won, he won completely, he was not inferior, he was not evading, but just when he was satisfied and happy, the white face opposite, the closed eyes suddenly opened violently, the blue devil-like eyes were like rivers and lakes, deep and bottomless, and a blue and white like a beating flame at the pupil was constantly swaying。

Kiruti's face froze, his body froze, and a fear that originated in the depths of his soul was born from his heart and gradually spread throughout his body.

"Ah......h

"Bang!" like a bag of water suddenly burst, under Kiruti's frightened gaze, Dismask's body turned into a strange cloud of light blue gas after falling to the ground, drifting around with the wind, and in a moment, Kiruti was the only one left in the ring.

A ring, a person, trembling, gasping, frightened, looking around, Kiruti clearly felt the blue eyes, the fear that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, as if the whole person, even the soul, was under the attention of that kind of eyes, naked without any privacy at all.

Suddenly, the crowd around him let out a burst of exclamations, Yuri and Sharna, who were blocked by Osama, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, Sharna slapped her undulating chest with her hand more exaggeratedly, but she didn't know that Osama in front of him also breathed a long sigh of relief, and a drop of cold sweat flowed from the side of his forehead without leaking a trace, if Dismusk really appeared some, as the chief referee of this meeting, he couldn't escape the thunderous wrath of the Pope if he prevented others from terminating the game.

Kiruti, who was highly nervous on the stage, was a little inexplicable by the sudden exclamation of the crowd, and he looked to both sides uneasily, but suddenly, his scalp tingled, and a cold chill came from behind him, and he turned around with difficulty and slowly, it was a figure that he could never forget for the rest of his life, a face that was once familiar, and now it was a stranger in his heart.

The face is still the same face, pale and picturesque, blood marks in three or two places, like a little plum blossom, the difference is the beating flame at the eyes, blue and white, just looking at him from a distance, what kind of eyes are it, what kind of eyes, the hollow and deep like the tunnel of hell, the beating green and quiet like the end of the undead.

The next moment, the figure moved, he gently raised a hand, slowly lifted it up, and suddenly the aura around him changed, and the clothes of the whole body hunted and hunted, at this time, one by one, one by one, like tadpoles in the water, meteors in the sky, and the light blue air flow with a long tail gathered on the palm of the hand, but in an instant, it turned into a cloud of blue, and then the sound of "poof" turned into a cluster of flames, and the faint innocence was the same color as the beating in that pair of eyes.

The light of the fire was faint, shining on Dismask's pale cheeks, and it was clear.

The corners of Kiruti's eyes beat unnaturally with the flame in Dismask's hand, it was obviously a burning flame, but the body could not feel any warmth, it came from a cold, for a moment, the body involuntarily trembled, he stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and his whole body gradually agitated, the whirring flames covered it, and the whole person was swallowed by the burning red flames, but he didn't know why, even so, he couldn't stop the cold of the body, as if the cold was not the body, but the soul.

The turbulent air flow suddenly stopped, frozen in mid-air. Between heaven and earth, it seems that there are only two flames left, one blue and white, and the other red.

Dismask's beating eyes gradually reflected the fiery figure of Kiruti, the long-accumulating flame flung forward with the arm, and the blue-white flames crossed the sky, spreading like a blue dragon galloping through the world, the sea of clouds boiling, and a slaughter.

It seems that the horror has reached the extreme, as if he has already accepted his fate, but at that moment of life and death, at the moment when the blue and white flames shine on his face, Kiruti seems to have finally regained his lost courage, the dignity of a warrior, the flames of his whole body rose to the sky, straight into the sky, and then he fearlessly rushed to the green clouds, like a moth to a fire, resolutely, easy to water Xiaoxiao, strong man choked his wrist.

On the high platform, the pope, who had just sat down, suddenly stood up.

The big captain behind him, Antonio's body shook, his eyes stared at the green gloom in the air, and said astringently, "What is that~?!"

"Corpse Qi Ghost Cangyan!" the Pope slowly withdrew his gaze.

The next moment, with a "boom", the fiery red and blue-white flames all over Kiruti's body collided together, and then, heaven and earth, Xuanqing.