Wang Ying, worthy of being a young man of the younger generation of Changguo, the flames in his body are so weird and terrifying!

"Ding, congratulations to the host Wang for winning the pretending and successfully obtaining thirty pretending values, and the total loading forcing value is 134o points. ”

The prompt of the level forcing artifact sounded, and the corners of Wang Ying's mouth suddenly outlined a trace of evil smile, and the next moment, he was already immersed in the casting of the Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus, as if he was isolated from the world, and in his dark eyes, the cold killing intent flickered!

The Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus is Xiao Yan's self-created supernatural power, at least two different fires must be fused, the power is huge, and there are also extremely high requirements for the spiritual power of the martial artist, but Wang Ying is different, he who has a level of pretending to force the artifact, he definitely doesn't need to think about these, what he has to consider is just pretending to be forced and the essence value is as simple as that.

At this moment, Wang Ying's hands slowly approached in the air, and the two alien fires with diametrically opposite attributes also became violent, swaying and churning, and a breath of destruction suddenly swept the audience, and the hot and cold intentions collided wantonly, as if they would burst out at any time with terrifying destructive power.

"Is this kid crazy? he actually wants to fuse two flames with completely different attributes together?" Ouyang Hui, who was beside Wang Ying, couldn't help but shed a drop of cold sweat on his forehead, and a faint feeling of uneasiness arose in his heart, which kept him away from Wang Ying, the madman.

"What is Wang Ying doing?" Men Hao looked at Wang Ying's crazy actions, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and he was so frightened that he involuntarily took a few steps back, and a strong sense of fear shrouded his heart, as if death would come at any time.

A hint of horror flashed in Menyu's eyes, the smile on his face had long since disappeared, and Wang Ying, who forcibly promoted his cultivation to the realm of Wuzun, and wanted to fuse the two flames, actually made him, an old half-step martial king, unable to resist, and his heart was beating straight until he could no longer bear the fear enveloping him, and shouted directly: "People of the Sect family, retreat quickly, retreat as far as possible!"

At the same time, the people of the Northern Family also witnessed this scene, their pupils contracted violently, and they didn't have to wait for the order from their superiors at all, and they hurriedly ran away into the distance, and the momentum exuding from Wang Ying's body at this moment was really terrifying.

"Want to run, it's too late!" Wang Ying's eyes were down, and his arrogant tone covered the audience, making everyone feel a chill down their backs, although Wang Ying's target was only a member of the family, they were still frightened. And the three half-step martial kings of the sect family seemed to be experienced veterans, and they actually ran separately.

In this way, Wang Ying can only choose one of the targets to kill, and at the same time, they are also gambling, gambling that Wang Ying wants to kill himself the most, if he is the brunt, then he can only blame himself for being unlucky.

Just as the three of them thought in their hearts, Wang Ying thought for a moment, and immediately locked his eyes on the body of the man, just now, this guy was the most fierce, and he had to give him some "sweetness" to taste.

Wisps of vitality flowed on Wang Ying's fingertips, and then all of them were poured into the two different fires by him, and the two different fires were also constantly squeezing and compressing, and the raging flame energy became more and more terrifying.

A moment later, under Ouyang Hui's shocked gaze, a two-color lotus flower at his fingertips continued to spin from Wang Ying's palm, and a black and white lotus seat only the size of a bowl and plate slowly rose, hovering in the void, black and white, dazzling, black and white lotus flowers were born beautifully, but they exuded an extremely terrifying aura, as if dyed a little, that is, it could be wiped out in an instant, terrifying.

"Menhao, go die, you want Bei Xiaoxiao to be a victim of your son's cultivation?

As Wang Ying's shouts fell, the beautiful and brilliant black and white fire lotus in Wang Ying's hand was thrown down towards the door hao, and the fire lotus suddenly turned into a meteor, and the void that crossed it, the space seemed to become slightly distorted, and it fell towards the door hao.

"No...... Don't!" Feeling the terrifying energy approaching, the door hao's eyes widened, and he let out a deafening roar that broke his heart, and the people around him were also terrified, at this time, they also felt that the breath of death was approaching, and they all showed a look of deep despair.

The black and white fire lotus bloomed in the north house in an instant, and everyone who watched this scene from a distance could see the bright and gorgeous flames blooming at the same time, a shocking explosion sounded that seemed to be able to break everyone's eardrums, and then, everyone was stunned, their faces were sluggish, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

I saw the direction of the north house, with the black and white lotus as the center, the surrounding buildings were burned by the terrifying explosion in an instant, the collapsed house, wood chips and rubble flew, in an instant, it was razed to the ground by the violent power, a violent wind caused by the explosion seemed to sweep the whole city, like a blade on people's faces, frightened some timid people to scream on the spot.

The door of the family was the brunt of it, and the moment the fire lotus fell, the people around him could not see him for a moment, and in an instant, they were also wiped out, and they were blown up to the point that there was no scum left, obviously, this was a wave of people who had suffered the terrifying power of the Buddha's anger and fire lotus.

And the fate of the other two half-step martial kings of the sect family was obviously not much better, the most powerful protective shield was directly shattered, and even the clothes on his body were blown to pieces, and the door language's expression suddenly became extremely pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his throat.

And the other martial artists of the Martial Zun Realm of the Sect were directly blown away by the devastating force, spraying blood in the air, even if they were martial artists of the Martial Zun Realm, they had become corpses in the blink of an eye, and the people of the Northern Family were already prescient, and at the moment when Wang Ying was accumulating strength, the high-level leaders of the Northern Family led a group of elite disciples away from the Northern Family, which reduced the manpower loss of the Northern Family to a minimum.

However, the North Family, which was still vibrant a day ago, had been destroyed by a period of wanton destruction by the Black and White Fire Lotus, and most of the North Family had been reduced to ruins, full of desolation.

In the eyes of the people, the powerful half-step martial king was so vulnerable in front of Wang Ying, if Wang Ying made a Buddha Fury Fire Lotus again, I am afraid that even the door language would be blown to pieces on the spot, and the bones would be gone.

Menyu coughed up a mouthful of blood again, gasping for breath, where is there still the temperament and demeanor of the head of the family, none of the clothes on his body are intact, and even the surface of his body is a bloodstain, at this time he is full of emotion, thoughts, fears, and he has lost a little temper.