"The pale black flame is not like any kind of beast fire, but more like a group of strange flames that have been naturally formed over thousands of years, but even the old man can't see what it is. There was a glint in his deep old eyes, it seemed that with his Martial King realm and his identity as a fourth-grade high-level alchemist, it was difficult to see through Wang Ying, and in everyone's opinion, Wang Ying was extremely mysterious, and it was difficult for anyone in Changguo to see through it.

Since meeting Wang Ying, Ethereal Leng has sent people around to inquire about Wang Ying's information, but the news he got is only ambiguous, only knowing his life experience, as well as his amazing achievements in recent times, similar to where Wang Ying's teacher came from, where the flame in his body came from, there is no information about this kind of information at all, Wang Ying is a person, and he is very hidden.

Ethereal Leng's previous admiration for Wang Ying was fully manifested in the attainments of Dan Dao knowledge, but he obviously didn't expect that Wang Ying's ability to manipulate flames would be so proficient, it turned out that he was not only knowledgeable in Dan Dao, but also his own level of refining medicine must also be very good.

Ethereal Leng and the other Inner Gate Elder of the Taixuan Hall present all looked at Wang Ying differently at this moment.

"Old man Leng, congratulations to you here, you have such an excellent grandson-in-law, but your disciples were quickly defeated in the hands of Wang Ying, in this case, old man, should I congratulate you?" The white-robed old man looked at the ethereal cold with a smile, his eyes revealed a hint of brilliance, and continued: "If Wang Ying really enters my Taixuan Palace, my Taixuan Palace will once again dominate the Changguo, just around the corner." ”

"You just have your big dreams in the Spring and Autumn Period, people like Wang Ying, do you think a small Changguo can accommodate him?"

Now that Huang Junhao's defeat has been decided, the two of them naturally have no need to stay any longer.

"Although I can't see your refining medicine grade, but according to my estimate, your refining medicine grade should be around the second grade, you seem to be only sixteen years old this year, such a result is indeed enough to make people amazing, but now you are not my opponent. Huang Junhao laughed lightly, and then the mad lion on his palm flowed slowly, his eyes stared at Wang Ying in front of him, and then a strong battle intent burst out from his eyes.

"Wang Ying, use all your strength, let me see how far you have reached!" The smile on the corner of Huang Junhao's mouth remained unchanged, and suddenly he shouted, and a surging crimson flame surged out like a stormy wave, making the entire ring seem to blow a fierce hurricane of flames.

In the Taixuan Palace, his own strength has always been suppressed by Hu Longhao and another person, but in terms of refining medicine and controlling flames, he has his own pride, and in this battle, in the face of Wang Win, whose strength is weaker than himself, of course he will not allow defeat.

The crimson flame waves slapped out violently towards Wang Ying's place, and at this moment, Huang Junhao's body was also burning wildly, and in an instant, two fire snakes formed by crimson flames were wrapped around his body, protecting him in it, forming a solid flame protection to prevent Wang Ying's sneak attack.

Wang Ying has not yet obtained the skill of refining medicine, so he has not yet been able to transform the alien fire in his body into a random transformation like Huang Junhao, but the Eight Desolations are the alien fires that rank high on the alien fire list, how powerful it is, even if it is an ordinary means, it can crush Huang Junhao's mad lion Gangyan to death, and in terms of his own strength, he has not been afraid of anyone in the early stage of Wuzun.

"Go, Eight Desolations. The corners of Wang Ying's mouth still maintained a contemptuous smile, and his palm gently pushed forward, and then the Eight Desolations on his palm carried this thunderous rolling momentum and roared towards the surging mad lion gangyan.

Two domineering flames of different colors collided in the void in an instant, and both flames were extremely violent, but Wang Ying's pale black flame gave people the feeling that there was an extra weird feeling, as if it was like a giant beast in the wilderness, carrying this unparalleled high temperature, after fighting with the mad lion gang flame for a while, in the stunned eyes of everyone, it was actually slowly steamed away!

Huang Junhao's proud mad lion was directly steamed away by the pale black flame?

Everyone who saw this scene was so shocked that their mouths seemed to be able to drag them to the ground.

Looking at the Eight Desolations Shattered Yan like a fierce beast that eats people and does not spit out bones, Huang Junhao's eyes flashed with a hint of heaviness, who would have thought that Wang Ying's pale black flame would be so terrifying, but after only a second of surprise, Li Junhao's eyes sank slightly, and immediately, I saw his figure suddenly swept out, turning into a crimson streamer, and swept directly towards Wang Ying.

"Hmph. Looking at Huang Junhao, whose figure was rushing towards him, Wang Ying couldn't help but snort coldly, and immediately raised his eyebrows, wrapped in the Eight Desolations and the steel fist covered with armed color tempering, with unparalleled might, he blasted forward in an instant, and his eyes revealed the insolence of ignoring everything.

Huang Junhao's fists were also wrapped with crimson fire, and he seemed to have absolute confidence in his own strength, so the two fists of flame above the ring were bombarded without any hindrance, and in an instant, bright and dazzling sparks burst out from the ring, as if bringing a visual feast to the people present.

At the moment when the two fists slammed into each other, the corners of Huang Junhao's mouth outlined a strange arc, and the two fire snakes wrapped around him suddenly showed a fierce light, and the snake letter was frantically bitten towards both sides of Wang Ying's body, as if to tear Wang Ying's neck apart!

Wang Ying's eyes turned, his expression remained unchanged, and the armed color instantly hardened the entire neck, and then the eight desolations outside the body climbed up in an instant, and a round of demonic pale black flames rose from Wang Ying's dantian, and in a blink of an eye, it was torn together with the two fire snakes, and it resisted the attack of the two fire snakes, and then burned and steamed out.

"Poof!" A wisp of blood spurted out of Huang Junhao's mouth, and then he saw his figure retreat violently, raising his eyes to look at Wang Ying's gaze, there was a trace of surprise and jealousy, but he didn't expect that Wang Ying's pale black flame was so domineering and weird, in front of that pale black flame, his mad lion Gangyan was actually suppressed to death, this feeling made him feel very uncomfortable when he had always been proud.

(End of chapter)

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