Chapter 1242: Hello
The black flames that had originally permeated the surroundings shrank back into Manhaluo's body the moment the stars fell, as if they had met their master's dog, shivering.
Manho was almost sluggish, and the ambition of the sky sank to the bottom in an instant.
She stared blankly at Yang Xuan, who was walking towards him in the void, her face full of disbelief and incredulity.
This strong contrast from heaven to earth made her almost wonder if she was still dreaming.
Yang Xuan walked up to her, pinched her neck directly, and said lightly: "Say, who told you where your source power is, and who taught you how to use it?"
The voice was clear, and the words were in the ears, but Manhaluo seemed to have forgotten to answer, and looked at Yang Xuan, who was close at hand.
Yang Xuan couldn't wait for an answer, and said a little impatiently: "Don't say it?" I remind you, if you don't say it, you won't have a chance to say it again." β
Manhoro was still dumbfounded, as if she had completely lost her mind and become demented.
Yang Xuan lost the last trace of patience and said coldly: "If you don't say it, forget it, disappear!"
As soon as the words fell, a golden star emerged from his palm, and poured directly down Manhaluo's neck.
The black in Manhaluo's eyes gradually replaced by gold, and she opened her mouth wide, as if she wanted to say something, but she could not say anything with all her might.
The black flames began to churn, forming a mist around her body, and began to slowly pour towards Yang Xuan's body.
It was at this moment that a sudden change occurred.
A fierce light as dazzling as the sun suddenly erupted from Manhaluo's body, instantly breaking through the barrier of the black flames, like a sharp sword, piercing Yang Xuan's eyes.
Yang Xuan obviously didn't expect such a situation, he was taken aback, his left hand was raised directly, and at the last moment, he stopped in front of him.
The golden sword pierced through his palm disorganizationally and fell directly into his eyes.
Oh!
A terrible scream came from the fake mouth, and in an instant, his eyes were directly shattered by the golden sword, and the blood flowed wildly, staining his face red.
Manhaluo's body was directly torn to pieces by the huge force, and her soul was exposed to the golden rays.
In the last seconds of existence, he saw a figure emerge from her body.
"Original...... You ......," she muttered the last few words, and then dissipated in the wind, leaving not a trace behind.
Where she disappeared, the nine black fireworks that emerged from her body did not disappear, but recombined into a human form composed entirely of black flames along the strange weirdness.
Ziyun walked over with his steps and entered the black flames.
The blood-covered impostor roared wildly, roaring in rage, and a pair of arms frantically waved, filling the entire space with stars one after another.
"You, exactly, who are?" he screamed madly, his spurt of anger almost condensed into substance.
"Who am I?" Ziyun, who turned into a black flame, sneered: "You really don't know me?"
The impostor, who had been roaring wildly, was stunned for a moment, then suddenly fell silent, waved his hand and grabbed two stars from the golden light in front of him, and stuffed them into his still bleeding eyes.
The stars entered their sockets and turned into two golden eyes, shining brightly.
The impostor stared at Ziyun with a golden gaze, his eyes indescribably strange.
After a long silence, he suddenly let out a long breath and made a strange movement.
Bend over and give a salute!
"Hello!" he said respectfully.
"I'm not good!" Ziyun sneered: "Very bad!"
The impostor straightened up, the deference on his face vanishing.
"Why do you have to come back when you're gone? β
"What about it?" Ziyun asked directly without answering the impostor's question.
The impostor was silent for a moment, and said slowly, "I can't answer this question. β
"Hehe!" Ziyun sneered: "If you don't say it, in fact, I can guess where it is, you are so anxious to get the things here, just to help it get out of trouble." β
The impostor fell silent for a moment before changing the subject: "What are you trying to say by appearing here?"
The black flames around Ziyun began to churn, and she sneered: "I don't want to say anything, I just want to kill you and make it uncomfortable." β
"It's not going to be bad. The impostor shook his head: "Even if I die, he will create another me, and it will never be uncomfortable, let alone ......"
He paused before adding, "You can't kill me." β
"Really?" Ziyun sneered, and the black flame turned into a giant hand and leaned straight down.
In an instant, the entire heaven and earth turned into a sea of black flames, and the terrifying aura that permeated from the flames seemed to make the entire central battlefield tremble.
The terrifying snort turned into a screaming blade that filled the eardrums, almost maddening.
In the face of this terrifying flame, the impostor with a pair of golden eyes did not care, and even turned a little blind to the flames.
The arm poked straight out, but the target was not the flames, but one of the inconspicuous ones in the flamesβgold.
Wave!
The impostor's finger landed on the gold.
After a fraction of a second, the black flames that had originally filled the heavens and the earth instantly dissipated, leaving not even the slightest trace of existence.
After the flames disappeared, Ziyun, who had revealed his true body, looked at the golden light pinched in his hand by the impostor in surprise, and said, "You can actually see through the origin?"
The impostor smiled, the golden glow in his eyes even brighter, and he said slowly, "You have been away for too long, and some things have changed. β
"It's what it taught you. Ziyun asked with a sneer, before the words fell, with a flick of his fingers, another golden light shot out.
The impostor also flicked his fingers back, and after the golden light dissipated, he shook his head and said, "This bit of your origin power is extracted from my power, and it is impossible to cause me any harm. β
"Really?" Ziyun scoffed, "And what's going on with your eyes?"
The impostor's face changed and began to become gloomy, and he was silent for a long time before he said coldly: "Maybe I'm wrong, you surpass me in your understanding of this power, but, in the intensity of power, I surpass you. β
After a pause, he continued: "I will imprison you, and after that, I will hand you over to it, and it will decide your fate. β
"Hehe, imprison me?" Ziyun sneered, "Just rely on your poor understanding of the origin, and the nine sources of power hidden underground?"
As she spoke, she flipped her palms, black flames dancing in her hands, like a black devil.
"I forgot to tell you that these nine sources of power can be used now. She smiled and said lightly.
"Really?" the golden light in the impostor's eyes was even brighter, like two golden rivers.
"So what are you waiting for?" he said, word for word.