Chapter Eighty-Nine: Counterattack

"Tricks are vulnerable in the face of strength, I'll show you the real strength today!"

Song Minghe's body moved, and he blinked in front of Lin Yi.

A faint halo suddenly appeared in his palm, and the void fluctuated, as if there was endless power condensing towards his palm.

A huge light and shadow appeared behind him, and that light and shadow were ethereal, making people feel unreal and dazzling.

The phantom seemed to come from the netherworld, exuding a breathtaking evil aura that made people's hearts shrink.

"Bloom, Soul Eater!"

"Poof!"

A black lotus flower burned in his palm.

"Lin Yi, you can be the nourishment for my soul-devouring flame!"

The Soul Eater Flame was like a demon, "whooshing" out of his palm, and everything in its path turned into nothingness.

This black ghost-like firework does not feel the temperature at all, but instead causes the temperature of the space to drop sharply.

"It's over, Lin Yi is really dead now!"

People watched in horror.

They have lived all their lives, and they have never seen such a strange method.

"Soul Eater Flame, this is actually Soul Eater Flame!" Lin Yi's heart also shrank.

However, instead of being afraid, he was a little surprised.

Others don't know, but he knows it very well.

Ever since he cultivated the Nine Shadows Imperial Soul Technique, there would usually be a lot of strange information that would suddenly appear in his mind.

Among them are some Soul Eaters.

The Soul Devouring Flame is one of the ten major demon fires in the Demon Realm, how did it end up in Song Minghe's hands?

Lin Yi's eyes showed a look of greed, if I could get this Soul Devouring Flame......

I can't think about it!

Lin Yi's heart was hot.

The temptation of Soul Eater Flame is too great.

Its value is definitely not under the dragon's blood.

"This is a treasure!" Lin Yi looked at Song Minghe's eyes much kinder.

"Huh?" Song Minghe suddenly felt a chill when he saw the change in Lin Yi's eyes.

This product can't be a dragon yang, it's disgusting!

"Nine Shadows Imperial Soul Technique!"

Lin Yi's mind moved, and the Nine Shadows Realm spread all over his body.

He was right.

As soon as the Nine Shadows Realm came out, that chilling feeling really disappeared.

Moreover, the true element in the body was extremely turbulent, and it seemed that he had a special impulse for this soul-devouring flame.

"Ah~Cold......"

"What's that......"

Everyone suddenly felt that the temperature had dropped again, and a dark void similar to the gate of hell suddenly appeared behind Lin Yi.

"Jie Ji ......"

The Soul Eater Flame writhed violently, as if it had seen delicious food, and rushed towards Lin Yi desperately.

"I'll go......!"

Lin Yi suddenly realized that something was wrong.

I want to devour the Soul Devouring Flame, and this Soul Devouring Flame seems to want to devour my Nine Shadows Realm as well!

"Rub, it's better to be cautious!"

Lin Yi quickly changed his exercises, and the Nine Shadows Realm disappeared in an instant.

The Soul Eater Flame suddenly stopped, as if it were spiritual.

It still can't react, how the Nine Shadows Realm suddenly disappeared.

"I'll go to your uncle's!"

Lin Yi didn't think twice and threw a punch.

"Hercules Fist!"

The aura of the Holy Light of the Hercules Fist is the nemesis of this dark element.

"Peng~"

Soul Eater Flame is blasted to pieces.

"Bastard, you dare to hurt my Soul Eater Flame!" Song Minghe's face sank.

He flipped his wrist and made a set of mudras.

The Soul Eater Flame turned into specks and reunited into his hand.

He was precious to Soul Eater, and this made him feel a little distressed.

"Lin Yi, you have angered me, even if you kowtow and beg for mercy, I will not spare you!"

After Song Minghe finished speaking, a terrifying aura erupted from him.

The strength of the Yuan Vein Realm completely exploded, like a raging storm, sweeping away everything that stood in its way.

Lin Yi suddenly felt a mountain of pressure pressing over.

"It's a powerful coercion. ”

Not only was Lin Yi's body squeezed, but even the ground seemed to be cracking inch by inch under strong pressure.

"Ants, I said a long time ago, people like you shouldn't resist!"

"You talk a lot of nonsense!" Lin Yi scolded.

The corners of Song Minghe's mouth curled, revealing a sneer.

He stretched out his hand, and a sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Hum~"

The space shook, and three sword lights suddenly appeared in front of Song Minghe.

"Go!"

Three sword lights pressed down on Lin Yi.

Lin Yi was being suppressed by coercion, and a fine cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.

"Die, ants!"

"Roar!"

"Boss, I'm here to save you!"

At this moment, the flames were shining, and the body of the small fire was passing through the burning clouds, and suddenly arrived in front of Lin Yi.

"Boom~"

Three sword lights slammed into Xiao Huo's body.

"Whew~"

Xiaohuo let out a scream.

"Peng!"

Its huge body fell to the ground like fluttering.

Three deep sword marks left three bloody wounds on Xiao Huo's back, and blood gushed out.

"Little fire!"

Lin Yi's eyes seemed to have a flame burning.

"Why, do you still want to resist? It blocked a sword for you, and I want your life with this sword!"

Song Minghe beckoned, and the long sword hung in the air again.

The long sword hissed, clanged with a clear sound, and suddenly split into three.

The three sword shadows are even more dazzling than the previous ones.

"Ants should die like ants!"

"Hum~"

Song Minghe patted it.

The three sword shadows emitted a piercing hum, and the light shot out, like lightning and thunder, stabbing towards Lin Yi.

The shadow of the sword gradually enlarged in Lin Yi's eyes.

"Hehe......"

Song Minghe showed the joy of victory.

He seemed to have seen Lin Yi shatter under his sword light.

"Flash!"

Lin Yi suddenly disappeared.

"Die!"

"Overlord punches!"

Lin Yi suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Ah~ how can it be ......"

Song Minghe couldn't believe that all this was true.

"Bang ......"

"Bang ......"

"Bang ......"

In an instant, 1808 punches!

Punch to the flesh!

Punch to the blood!

Song Minghe's head was buzzing.

It's just the blink of an eye, and when he reappears in front of others, he has turned into a pig's head.

His hair was scratched, like a beggar crawling out of a garbage heap.

"Hahehe...... Look at him, it's ridiculous......"

"What did I say, he's really a mongrel, doesn't he show his original form......"

"Return the son of the Song family, I'm just a psychopath......"

The world seems to be silent.

However, when Song Minghe saw the appearance of others, he knew that they were laughing at himself.

With a flick of his wrist, he pointed his sword at the men.

The sword light reflected, and he saw the pig's head reflected.

"Who's that? It's ridiculous!" he wanted to laugh, but suddenly his face hurt.

This is me?

He reacted at once.

"Despicable ant, you dare to do this to me, I want to kill your whole family!" Song Minghe pointed at Lin Yi and scolded.

"Hmph, self-righteous guy, what else would you do but let go of your mouth!" Lin Yi sneered.