Whether it was the strange man, or Shangguan Min and several other secret sects who were fighting with him, they all felt strange fluctuations faintly coming from the air around them. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info This fluctuation is very strange, it is neither a secret knowledge fluctuation from their secret sea, nor a mental warning, nor a secret power fluctuation in the air. It's a strange feeling that makes it impossible to grasp, but not to ignore.

Because of this strange fluctuation, the hands of several people who were in the middle of the fierce fight were a little slower. They all wondered, where did this fluctuation come from?

In the Land of Screaming, in the forbidden place where the Mystics already feel desperate, there are no top-notch Mystics anymore except for a few of them. Could it be that the fire egg chased out with Chen Feng hatched? But even if the remnant soul of the ancient demon comes out of its shell, it is only fierce, and it is impossible to give people such a strange feeling!

They also thought of Chen Feng, but this kind of fluctuation should have a very high realm, how could Chen Feng have it?

can't think of the result, the two sides of the confrontation have a tacit understanding to put their energy back on fighting, but the doubts in their hearts are getting older and heavier, and they can't be eliminated.

On the other side, the surging demonic qi was controlled by Daosi, and it would never overflow in the slightest. On the body of the adversary, only Zihuo was still resisting stubbornly, trying to burn Dao Si. However, the green and red flames attached to the silk could not hold on to it.

After Chen Feng's secret power was restored, the speed of absorbing star power was faster, and the green and red flames that could be used as envoys increased again, but even so, he could barely defeat the purple fire. Purple Fire deserves to be the first of the three fires!

The Adversary finally put away his arrogance and arrogance. It didn't expect that the ant-like secret person in front of it would be able to perform such a magical secret technique and be able to trap it completely.

Although the Adversary is a remnant soul, there are still more than a dozen ways to escape that it is familiar with, but now, no matter which one it secretly casts, it has no effect.

"What kind of secret art are you?" The Adversary couldn't help but ask.

"There's no need to tell you what the secret art is. You just need to know that this is the power in the hands of the little people in the human race that you despise. Chen Feng said, and began to use the green fire, red fire, and star power, and began to counter the purple fire.

The Adversary couldn't help but feel annoyed. It knows a thaumaturgy, that is, as long as it knows the name of the opponent's secret art, it can use it to perform this thaumaturgy, and then get a glimpse of the secret art. But he didn't expect Chen Feng to be so cautious. The demon thought that if he had known this, he should have killed Chen Feng directly by thunder in the first place, where would he have the opportunity now?

Chen Feng saw the devil's expression as if he was mourning, he just felt that it was pessimism before he died, who knew that he had let the devil miss the last chance because of his caution.

With the continuous support of Chen Fengxing's power, the momentum of Qinghuo and Honghuo is getting higher and higher. Purple Fire has a natural affinity for Green Fire and Red Fire, but because the Demon is its master, it has a kind of rejection of the two flames that originated from Chen Feng. However, when Qinghuo and Honghuo continued to put pressure on it, it finally had a trace of hesitation.

Chen Feng looked up at the vast starry sky and sighed that there was such a real scene in the statues of ancient gods and demons. In the exclamation of the universe, the speed of star power absorption is constantly accelerating. When he saw that the purple fire finally revealed its flaws, he finally used a killer weapon on his fingertips, and suddenly a purple flower bloomed. The demon took a closer look and felt extremely shocked: at Chen Feng's fingertips, there was a purple flame, and this purple flame was the same kind of flame that it had barely subdued before.

Even if he was trapped by the Dao Knot, even if the demonic energy in his whole body could not be used, the demon could still control the purple fire. Chen Feng was trying to subdue Zihuo, and the demon was not waiting for an opportunity. The oppressive power and appeal of purple fire for green fire and red fire is its biggest capital. It is confident that it will rely on its own experience to stage a good show of defeating the strong with the weak. But now, its wishful thinking has failed.

Chen Feng's purple fire was far less powerful than the demon's purple fire. However, Chen Feng's small wisp of purple fire had been thoroughly refined by him, and like the green fire and red fire, it had already been connected with him.

With a flick of Chen Feng's fingers, the purple fire fell on the Dao Silk, like an introduction, making the purple fire possessed by the demon continue to gush out and gather together. As if it was a snowball, this purple fire grew bigger and bigger, and finally directly drained the demon's purple fire completely.

The tricolor flames made a happy "buzzing" sound almost simultaneously. Chen Feng once heard Dou Li say that the three-color flame can sing. At this time, the "buzzing" sound of the three flames coming together is not the melodious song of the flames? The song spread farther and farther through the wilderness, like the wind, into the hearts of all life in the wilderness.

Then, Chen Feng heard another joyful chirp, and it turned out to be the firebird hidden in his secret meridians that reappeared.

The firebird spontaneously burrowed out of his body and swallowed all the tricolor flames. Whether it was Chen Feng or the demon, they could clearly see that the three-color flames were constantly circulating, gradually becoming a part of its body. With purple eyes, red crowns, green feathers, and a white body, the firebird that was not amazing in appearance became mysterious and noble in the blink of an eye.

Probably able to feel the changes in itself, the firebird's chirping became more and more excited, it flew around Chen Feng a few times, glanced at the demon with disdain, and then shrank and burrowed into Chen Feng's body, continuing to settle in his secret meridians.

After the firebird entered the hidden meridians, its body turned into a white liquid flame again. The three-color flame was also returned to Chen Feng. The reason why it was said to be returned was because Chen Feng could use this three-colored flame at will, but Chen Feng couldn't control the white flame. This flame is the firebird's body, and it was not controlled when it drilled into Chen Feng's body that day, but now it is still uncontrollable.

Chen Feng felt a little pity, he didn't know what this white flame looked like, and whether it could be comparable to the three-color flame.

When the firebird flew, the Adversary felt a fear that he had never felt before. It even thought that as soon as the firebird flew to its side, it would set it on fire and make it disappear forever. The shudder of the soul tormented the firebird madly as it danced, and every moment was so long. When the firebird finally returned to Chen Feng's body, the demon breathed a sigh of relief. It doesn't seem to matter what happens next to Chen Feng. The important thing is that the Firebird news is out, and it will not be directly erased by the Firebird from this world.

After the pressure disappeared, the demon was fortunate for a moment, and then focused his attention on Chen Feng again, and couldn't help but tremble again. It was terrified to find that although the firebird had disappeared, the threat of death was still there.

If the remnant soul of the Elder Demon could sweat, there should be a pool of water on the soles of its feet at this point.