Chapter Twenty-Three: I Will Be Crowned King on the Day He Shall Burn the Firmament!

"Damn! This man is going to heaven!"

"So handsome!"

"Who is he, does anyone recognize him?"

At first, all the people who scolded the stupid people exclaimed and joked, "It's a wave of fire!" This is a special effects scene that has only been seen in movies, and they all wonder if they are dreaming.

The figure that split the waves of fire was none other than the king's disciple.

Wang Tu stepped a little, his figure stretched suddenly, and he jumped up to the fourth floor.

"Mom, I see Superman!"

"I just said he wasn't simple!" The guy who scolded the king for being "stupid" before now changed his words shamelessly.

But everyone ignored him, because all eyes were focused on the king, and all the previous denials turned into doubts.

Can he save people?

Not necessarily!

The king stepped into the flames and came to his class, strangely enough, the flames outside were extremely arrogant, but there were not many flames in the classroom, and even most of the books, desks and chairs were not burned, as if they were isolated, at best they were a little hot.

At a table, Chen Dantong lay on his stomach peacefully, dozing off.

"Since the bureau is set up for me to come in, one person will do things and one person will be responsible, and then I will slowly settle the accounts after I rescue the others, the young master of the Yin Ghost Sect. ”

"But if you dare to hurt them, even if I go up and down, I will kill your ancestors for eighteen generations!" Wang Tu muttered to himself into the air, and then turned to the other classes.

Soon, a figure broke through the fire curtain, rushed out of the door of the first floor, stepped in front of everyone, put down the girl who was stunned by the heat in his arms, and rushed back to the teaching building before others could see the appearance of the figure.

Looking at the chic figure in the flames, many girls are already crazy.

Sacrificing himself to save people, not afraid of danger, splitting the fire wave with a word, jumping more than ten meters.

How is the husband going to be?

That's what happened!

It wasn't until the last girl was rescued by Wang Tu that everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, but soon they reacted again.

"Chen Dantong hasn't been rescued yet!"

At this time, Wang Tu had already returned to the classroom on the fourth floor, moved a stool to himself, and sat down generously.

Black shadows oozed from Chen Dantong's body, and finally converged into a hideous demon.

As soon as the fire broke out, Wang Tu knew that the divine imprint he left on Chen Dantong's body had been invaded by the cold.

To put it bluntly, Chen Dantong still didn't wear the wooden card given to her by Wang Tu, otherwise how could this hideous demon have a chance to take advantage of the situation.

"Exorcists?" said the hideous ghost, grinning with bared teeth.

"It's not. Wang Tu shook his head and said.

"And who are you?" asked the hideous ghost.

Wang Tu slowly straightened up, stretched out a hand, and shook it violently, as if holding the world.

"The man who killed you!"

"Arrogant!" The hideous demon waved his hands, and the surging flames instantly turned into pillars of fire and hit the king, and the king's shirt instantly ignited.

"Don't think that knowing a little spell is great, your little mana is not worth mentioning compared to my master!"

"I was burned to death in the Yin Mansion fifty years ago, and my master refined it, and I got this fire-controlling ability, look at your embarrassment, do you know the gap between you and me?"

Who knew that the king disciple just smiled contemptuously, and the flame attached to his clothes did not go out but rose, but it could not burn the slightest.

"This flame, dare to call it fire control?"

"The frog at the bottom of the well!"

"I'll show you what fire control is!"

As soon as the words fell, the entire space seemed to tremble, and a heavy armor sound came from behind Wang Tu, and a fiery red figure more than two meters tall stepped through the void, and with a wave of the silver spear in his hand, it seemed to shatter the stars.

He was dressed in heavy armor, and his whole person was like gold poured out, and his majesty shook the sky.

How dim all the flames looked in front of that figure!

The king's aura changed, and he stepped into the void and stood in front of the hideous demon, like a reincarnated king, overlooking a humble ant.

"Minister, where is it?" Wang Tu's deep eyes seemed to see through the mortal dust.

The fiery figure knelt down on one knee suddenly, and a deep voice like a bell rang out.

"My king, the minister is here!"

"Kill it!" Wang Tu's order fell, and the fiery red figure slowly stood up, and the armor on his body made a metallic crashing sound.

The hideous evil ghost laughed fiercely: "What are you talking to yourself there alone, you still want to kill me, I am a super evil ghost for fifty years, even if it is the best exorcist in the world, I dare not say that I can be killed." ”

Like ordinary people, the hideous evil ghost can't see the figure behind the king's disciples.

"But my master pities you for not having any hair, as long as you worship in the Yin Ghost Sect, I will spare your life. ”

"Appreciated by my master, you have taken a great ...... of luck"

In the blink of an eye, the air was sliced open, and the spear roared.

"Shhhh

Before the hideous ghost could finish speaking, it was split in two, and his face was full of incredulity.

How did he die? Did he make a move? What spell did he use?

Immediately after, a black flame ignited from the incision, which quickly spread to the demon's body, and the feeling of burning the flame was a hundred times more painful than when it was alive!

What kind of fire is this? It can burn the soul!

The demon had only one last question, but before he could ask it, it was burned to ashes.

"Even ants, dare to make a mistake!" the fiery red figure put away his spear.

As soon as the hideous demon died, the flames immediately went out of control and burned wantonly, but they did not dare to approach the king's disciples.

"Minister. Wang Tu said indifferently.

"The minister is here!"

"Crown me!"

After hearing this, the fiery red figure raised his hand high, and the flames in the sky seemed to hear the order, turning into tongues of fire, shooting at the king disciple like a cannonball, but it stopped firmly in front of the king disciple, and then revolved around the king disciple.

Wang Tu snorted softly, and an evil smile appeared on his lips.

The first level of the soul, break through!

After being reborn in the mortal realm for almost a few months, the royal disciple finally regained the first level of the soul and was able to summon this fiery red figure.

The fiery figure has no name, or is called "minister", it is refined by the king's disciple with a part of his soul, controls the different fires in the world, and is the lord of all fires.

The king's disciple is a king, and he is a loyal servant.

It's normal for mortal souls like hideous demons not to be able to see them.

At this time, Chen Dantong gradually regained consciousness because he got rid of the entanglement of evil ghosts, opened his hazy beautiful eyes, and wanted to see the surrounding situation clearly.

Wang Tu flicked his fingers and shot out a fine light, and Chen Dantong fainted again, but before he fell unconscious, he vaguely saw a figure surrounded by flames, standing in the air, with his hands on his back.

Who is he? This was Chen Dantong's last thought.

I saw Wang Tu stomp his foot violently, and all the flames condensed into a red aura, inverted into a body of angular, crystal clear, and bright red armor like stars.

I will be crowned king one day, and I will burn the firmament!

……

Seeing that the people in the art room were gradually dispersed, Liu Changqing stretched his waist and walked to the roof of the complex building.

This is Liu Changqing's habit, every time he finishes painting, he will go to the roof to take a look at this bustling city, and inspiration will come again.

But this time it was different, and not far away, a school building was on fire.

"Hey!" A white hand suddenly slapped on Liu Changqing's shoulder, startling Liu Changqing.

"There was a fire over there, and I don't know if there were any casualties. ”

The person who came was Liu Changqing's sister, Liu Moxue.

She has a double ponytail, a delicate face, and a tall figure, although she is not as worldly as Liu Changqing, she is also a first-class beauty.

"Whatever. Liu Moxue didn't care, "Who are you waiting for, tonight is the old man's birthday banquet, are you ready?"

Liu Changqing stroked his hair and said, "Wait for a classmate, I said that I would invite him to dinner, and as for the birthday gift, of course it has been prepared a long time ago." ”

Hearing this, Liu Moxue's gossip heart instantly burned.

"Male classmate, sister, are you finally going to have a boyfriend, is the gift you gave to the old man a boyfriend, I must help you check it. ”

Liu Changqing flicked Liu Moxue's forehead.

"What do you think, that classmate taught me to draw, and I just invited him to dinner. ”

Liu Moxue exclaimed: "What, there are still people in this world who can guide you to paint, then I have to take a look, anyway, what did he point you to." ”

"It's about the general......"

Before Liu Changqing finished speaking, his eyes were staring straight at the distance, and his small mouth opened slightly, as if he had seen a rare spectacle in his life.

I saw a figure standing above the void, he was holding a spear, and the flames surrounded him, like a loyal servant, his eyebrows were like anger, and with a wave of his big hand, he wanted to master the world.

A word determines life and death, and a grip turns the world upside down.

Liu Changqing finally understood what kind of magnificent and majestic picture Wang Tu said about standing up to the sky and the earth with one enemy and one hundred.

Compared with this figure, the picture she painted was just a weak woman.

Liu Changqing is about to be stupid.

"Look at what. Liu Moxue ruthlessly interrupted Liu Changqing's thoughts.

Liu Changqing shook his head and smiled bitterly secretly, he actually had a hallucination, and he was deeply obsessed with that hallucination.

"Where are you going to eat?" Wang Tu didn't know when he stood at the door and greeted Liu Changqing.

"It's Michelin next to the school. Liu Changqing was curious about how Wang Tu knew that she was here, but after thinking about it, many people in her habit school knew about it, so she could just ask.

Wang Tu nodded, then turned and went downstairs.

As soon as Wang Tu left with his front foot, Liu Moxue complained in the next second.

"Isn't it, this poor and sour person, he also wants to soak my evergreen sister, just kidding?

"What do you say, you just said that you just invited your classmates to have a meal. Liu Changqing explained.

"You're not interesting to him, but he's interesting to you, no, I'm going to make him retreat. After speaking, Liu Moxue picked up her mobile phone and made a call.

"Zhang Yang, come to Michelin next to the school, help me clean up a guy who doesn't know the height of the sky, he is in tatters, he is a poor ghost at all, and he dares to soak my sister. ”