The ring, which was wrapped in darkness, trembled in pain, and let out a scream of bitterness, and after it continued to expand, it became as weak as a round balloon, watching the polar sun explode (Chapter 864 of Douluo Xingchen). Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hundreds of millions of eyes in the audience, looking at this scene, the tips of their hearts trembled, and they instinctively produced a feeling of horror, which was indeed not that kind of pity, because the person on the stage who was to be slaughtered was not a weak person, let alone a kind of person who was miserly and stingy.

A trace of force naturally filled the soles of his feet, and the purple and red body was as light as the wind, and he rushed forward quickly, pulling out a strange dark black afterimage behind his body, and the edge of the aura had appeared.

Manipulating the blue flame, it burned towards the ring with a low sweep, like a fierce blue thorn rushing towards the cross-section of the latter's mixed circle, and then the endless destructive power was poured into the ring, adding a flame on the way to its death, and the momentum suddenly exploded, and with a loud bang, the ring light was scattered, exploded into countless breath fragments, and fluttered in the air, like countless cocoon fireflies in the night, swaying freely with their crystal clear jade beautiful glowing tails, extremely dazzling!

The protective ring was blown up, and the person who was being protected was immediately exposed to the air, trembling and unable to extricate himself, his expression was full of ugliness, and his eyes looked up at the opposite side, all of which were the smiling faces of young men.

"This is your retribution, go and die!" Zihong let out a cry, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a strange arc, and the sound pierced the air, turning into a sharp blade, and piercing straight into the heart of the person who was sitting on the ground.

A golden flower turned into energy, at the critical moment, surfaced on the man's chest, and golden petals bloomed like lightning, each flower radiated ten thousand golden heroes, and the golden light shrouded the space, enveloping the person in the middle, as if he was a transparent person, just like gold!

The flame of Sen Lan swept away rapidly from between the young man's palms. Under the direct stabbing ghost does not provoke the heart, it is indeed looking at the heart and dantian of the person who can be burned under the smooth operation, and there is indeed an incredible golden flower appearing, protecting the person, and the space where the golden light is sprinkled is like an unbreakable protective barrier, and the fireworks arrive. It was immediately ejected into the air, forming a strange wave of fire in the shape of a fold.

Look at the changes in the wind in front of you. The purple-red pupils shrank, and a touch of surprise that was not easy to be noticed flashed away, and then his expression returned to calm, and between raising his hand, the blue divine fire that was held up was lightly thrown away.

The blue Divine Fire Lotus Flower, suspended in the air, pulled up a shocking blue afterimage, and it was instantaneous. No one could see clearly, but it appeared at the feet of the man, and it came out of the ground like a shadow of light, and then it appeared, lifted it off the ground, hung it in the air, and climbed straight up.

A flame lotus of extreme blue. There is no bloom, according to the form at this time, to be precise, it should be a shrinking lotus with buds, and the sharp end is supporting the trembling man. Finally, he was suspended in the air about a meter above Zihong's head, and stopped continuing to ascend.

"Open!" Zihong didn't look up at her Flame Lotus, and said in a low voice, the sound with a cold smell of iron and blood, making the air tremble with uneasiness.

Starting from the bottom of the blue lotus, it blooms layer by layer, and each broken lotus petal. Crystal clear, as if carved with blue crystal, the appearance is beautiful and colorful, although it is only a forest blue hue, under the naked eye, it is not monotonous at all, the base to the blue is bright and colorful as rich, beautiful makes people's hearts tremble.

The last layer of flowers bloomed, the man who was supported on the top, fell suddenly, the lotus flower with the rhythm of blooming, from the size of the beginning plate, has become as huge as a house, the young man stood on the edge of the flower, looking at the man who fell on the lotus platform, with no emotion, with endless killing intent, piercing the air and instantly touching the middle of the flower.

The same color of cold and scorching heat erupted from the petals, and soon the golden light was released, and the golden flower began to darken, and the light was only a thin light, which was soon swallowed up by the blue breath.

Kneeling on his knees on the blue as smooth as a mirrored flower platform, the ghost did not provoke to look down at his mourned expression, seeing the sweat dripping from his forehead, and the thin golden flowers bathed in himself, trembling and increasing, the color of fear changed color richly, and his eyes swallowed the luster of the death line.

He couldn't believe it, this flower was a life-saving flower formed by his righteous father's own energy, and he had instructed him before going to war, and he could hide this flower, on the stage of the World Congress, at least he could keep it alive, and he wouldn't even be hurt a lot, why didn't he feel a little safe now, but what was reflected inside and outside his body was all the cold and cold breath of slaughter, as if the light of death was about to shine through his chest and heart.

Blankly at a loss, no matter what negative emotions are used, it is impossible to describe the gloomy expression of the ghost at this moment, and when he is unwilling to add to it, the true feeling of despair begins to fall on him, encroaching on will and hope.

Each thin blue petal began to tremble, and then a thin change of light swayed, as if reflecting the blue clouds-like clear lake water-like expression, extremely beautiful and moving, splashed blue drops, containing the energy of thick fire and ice, freely waving into space, I don't know why, can be in the same line, all accurately fell on the lotus platform, a drop fell on the person's body.

Every drop of blue energy, falling to the ground, condensing when encountering clothes, changing when encountering skin, touching hair and freezing, as more blue droplets come to the ground fall, the ghost does not provoke a scream, just like the night wolf of the weeping moon, with the endless sound of deep mulberry, trembling into a kneeling iceman, the expression frozen by ice, forever retaining the posture of fear.

"Thirty-three layers of flame degree, burn!" Zihong shouted in a low voice, her body did not move, her expression did not change, but her mind had already manipulated the flame of divine fire with all her strength, volatile its own higher heat, burning thirty-three percent of the flame energy.

Growing up in the midst of difficulties and making progress in the Jedi, after the boy experienced this difficult battle, he quickly grew a lot, and the divine flame was upgraded in his hands, and his strength reached a new height.

As his voice fell, the air was shaken, and Yi Wushuang's eyes were trembling and terrifying, looking at the terrifying scene that made people's hearts beat, and the bloody scene happened like a storm.

In the blue ice, the human body frozen in ice, as if there were countless invisible bombs hidden between the hair and skin of the body, were triggered by this moment at the same time, the roar was chaotic, the explosion was flying, and the bones and tendons were splashed with flesh and blood shattered into ballast water! )

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