Lin Yifan eased up a little and hurriedly looked up, wanting to see who was saving him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The appearance of the resurrected immortal corpse was too sudden, and everything that was just born was too sudden.

He only felt an incomparably hot breath, like an eternal burning sun star descending on him. In the next second, the black youth was knocked away.

"It's him!"

When Lin Yifan saw the figure in front of him clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned.

The figure that was as hot as the sun and stars was not the creature suspected to be the corpse of the immortal king on the magma reef island. He forcibly invited himself to go to the reef island to talk, but he left without saying anything and with the help of the barren monument.

It looked like he had come back to life. Or maybe he wasn't dead in the first place? But if he was originally alive, then why did he forcibly invite himself to go to the island to talk and pretend to be dead without saying anything? Lin Yifan was puzzled in his heart.

If the immortal king's body was really dead, then how could he suddenly be resurrected. The most important thing is why he saved himself from the black youth. Lin Yifan swore not to know him.

However, Lin Yifan's last question was quickly answered. He already understood why the corpse of the Immortal King was attacking the black youth.

When the black young man slowly got up from the pile of stones and walked out. The immortal king's corpse exuded hatred fluctuations for Lin Yifan to capture.

The corpse of the fairy king has a grudge against the black youth, and it is just a coincidence to save himself. As for other doubts, Lin Yifan hasn't figured it out yet.

If you can't figure it out, you don't want to be Lin Yifan's consistent open-mindedness.

Lin Yifan began to look at the black youth. His delicate and fair face of the young man had obvious burn marks, and the flesh on his face was burned off to reveal some white bones, and the burn marks were in the shape of a fist.

The mysterious and powerful black youth was injured, and the kind that was directly disfigured.

Lin Yifan finally understood how terrifying it was for the corpse of the Immortal King who suddenly appeared to help him break the siege.

Even the green-haired monster that had reached physical immortality could not last long in his scorching Burning Sky Flame and turned to ashes.

However, even this terrifying flame of the Ember Immortal Realm only broke through the defenses of the black youth's hazy light mist, and did not cause him substantial damage.

The resurrected immortal king's corpse was able to break through the defense of the black young man's hazy light mist with a single punch, and even injured his physical body. How tough is that.

The black young man's eyes were cold, and the burned flesh fell on its own, and the white bones grew new flesh and blood again.

In a moment, the black young man returned to his delicate, delicate, fair-skinned and handsome appearance.

It's just that the current black young man's face is grim, and his calm and warm smile has completely disappeared from his face.

Call!

The resurrected corpse of the immortal king took the initiative to attack, his left hand waved, pinched his fist into a seal, and brushed towards the face of the black young man.

The black young man was no longer as indifferent as he was in the face of Lin Yifan, he actually took the attack.

Bang!

The two fists collided, the heavens and the earth were dim, the lightning exploded in the void, and the world-destroying thunder bloomed in the universe.

Lin Yifan, who was the closest, only felt a tingling pain in his eardrums, and hurriedly turned the Sun God Flame to protect his body.

The sun god flame in the golden pupils of the immortal king's corpse beats, and his fist bursts out of endless immortal rays, and the flame of the burning sky is like a rushing wave, wave after wave.

The black young man was very calm, turned his fist into a palm, held the fairy light in his palm, and swept out a beam of fairy light with a slight wave.

The immortal light contains thousands of immortal laws, which are constantly alternating among them.

The red divine flame and the colorful immortal light are stalemate with each other, and no one can help anyone, which can be described as the tip of the needle against the edge.

Lin Yifan is sad, his cultivation is comparable to that of the Immortal Realm, and he is as powerless as a child in front of the two, so he can only be an honest bystander.

Although he knew that the strength he had now was short-lived, it was precisely because of this that the sense of incompetence in Lin Yifan's heart was even stronger.

Rumble!

The head of the immortal king's corpse summoned the shadow of the sun, and the divine flame was like a glow, shooting towards the black youth. The divine flame turned into a rain of flames, mixed with terrifying power, and fell from the sky to the black youth!

Lin Yifan's current immortal king's corpse is a perfect combination of the Yang Heavenly Emperor's Gong and the Sun God Yan, which is completely natural, and the power is even more amazing.

In the face of the dense rain of flames, the black young man stretched out his arms and stroked gently, his movements graceful and elegant like a dancer in heaven and earth.

The void in front of him was crumbling and collapsing.

With a bang, the void returned to chaos, and he drew a galaxy between heaven and earth.

The black young man's hands are pinched to show his terrifying strength.

The rain of flames dragged a beautiful red trail in the Milky Way, making the quiet galaxy even more beautiful.

There was a galactic distance between the corpse of the immortal king and the black youth, and the flames in the sky were easily dissolved by the black youth.

The corpse of the fairy king deceived forward, crossed the galaxy in one step, and blasted out with a heavy punch, without any bells and whistles.

Bang!

The Burning Sky Flame appeared out of thin air, and the Milky Way turned to ashes.

The black young man took the opportunity to slap his palm on the chest of the corpse of the fairy king.

The corpse of the Immortal King reacted quickly, and his hands were crossed across his chest, blocking the black youth's fierce blow.

Ho! Ho!

The two shot like lightning, a quick duel, and collided fiercely.

The Void couldn't stand the tremendous force caused by the two, and it was constantly collapsing. The two fought fiercely in the chaos.

The immortal light of the gods is flying.

If Lin Yifan's strength hadn't reached the immortal realm temporarily, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to capture the figures of both.

The two used peerless supernatural powers to duel, disrupting the world and destroying the sky.

The black young man's blue eyes suddenly darkened, and the hazy fairy light on his body turned into black mist in an instant.

Lin Yifan was shocked, the black qi entangled in the black young man's body was not the same mysterious black mist as the green-haired monster.

If the black youth is the most dusty immortal in the world when he is wrapped in hazy fairy light, then he is the most terrifying troll in the world under the mysterious black fog.

When the hazy fairy light is dark, the young man's breath is restrained, although he is not approachable, but it does not make people feel depressed.

But now when he is mysterious in the black fog, he has exploded this monstrous momentum, and he is extremely domineering. There is a terrible destruction that destroys all things.

Except for the old man with a red nose who was still eating and drinking without heart, the other people all changed their faces.

When such trolls are born, they will all be robbed.

The immortal king's body became wrong the moment the black young man changed form.

Anger, unwillingness, and tyranny alternate repeatedly in him.

Then his golden pupils turned into the sun and burned, and the phantom of the tall Fuso tree towered behind him. Compared with the one that Lin Yifan greeted, this kind of bigger and more real, has been infinitely close to the real Fusang ancient tree.

Then the sun god flame around the corpse of the immortal king turned into various symbols and words, densely intertwined. If there is a person with a phobia of intensity, a glance is definitely sick.

The Zhiyang Heavenly Emperor Gong in Lin Yifan's body was running rapidly at this moment, so that Lin Yifan's whole body was red, like a new type of red-skinned human race.

"Damn!"

Lin Yifan scolded secretly, ready to suppress the operation of the Yang Heavenly Emperor Gong, but he couldn't suppress it.

Not only did he not suppress it, but white smoke began to rise from his body, and the smell of meat was on his body.

The corpse of the immortal king fought with the blackened black youth again.

The flames were surging, the thunder was bursting, the roar of the explosion, and the collision of the two became stronger and stronger.

Lightning and flint, the sky and the earth are cracking, the chaos is long, and the two figures are constantly entangled and fighting in the blur.