Yi Feng sacrificed the life of the entire human world, just in exchange for his own strength, he is no longer the big brother in Yi Xin's memory.

When Yifeng heard this, he just smiled shallowly.

He looked at the erupting magma, and a flash of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Ten years ago, since he walked out of the house, he walked into this vast dark night alone. He knew he had lost everything. I lost my family and my beloved brother.

The fuller the wings behind him, the more doomed he would never be able to hug anyone again.

Yifeng pretended to be careless, but it was difficult to hide his doting on his younger brother in his tone:

"It looks like it's still a while before the Godkiller Blade appears, so let's just fight and see how you progress. ”

Yi Xin nervously raised his staff, and the fluttering mane of the golden lion behind him suddenly swelled into a round of flames like a red sun, glaring angrily.

"I will put an end to your plot with my own hands!"

Yi Xin tensed up, cast the art of fire, and frantically attacked Yi Feng. Yi Feng just dodged and never made a move, and after a while, Yi Xin was already exhausted and out of breath.

"Damn, why don't you make a move!" Yi Xin roared, "Do I look down on me!"

Yi Feng's face was calm, and he didn't even lift his staff. His eyes kept looking at the gushing magma, and just as Yi Xin was about to rush over again, he suddenly said:

"I'm afraid there's no time. ”

As soon as the words fell, another violent tremor came from the depths of the volcano, and even Yi Xin felt it, followed by an extremely powerful suction, as if it was going to suck all the gushing lava back again, and the air froze for a moment.

It was only a short breath of time, and this suction force suddenly turned into an eruption, and the wind gusted, and ten thousand golden rays of light burst out from the very center of the crater, and the brilliance flowed and was dazzling.

Yi Xin was first pulled by the powerful suction, almost leaving the ground, and then was pushed backwards by the swift wind, blowing the red cloak behind him, and almost didn't stand firm. The bright light pierced him from opening his eyes, and he stretched out his arm to block it, feeling a sense of unease in his heart, feeling the vast and incomparable power coming from the depths of the earth.

"Godkiller Blade...... It's finally here!"

Yi Feng said with a wild laugh.

The awakening force was like a massive black hole, moving the depths of the earth, the core of the lava, and the surrounding earth to beat at the same frequency.

Even the hearts of both of them were forced to beat wildly. This pressure simply made Yi Xin extremely painful and unbearable.

In the wind, he struggled to lift his head, as if his internal organs were about to explode under the weight of this force. Yifeng was excited.

The crater's debris is flying in all directions, and the source of this mysterious power, an unrivaled and unbeatable force, is slowly rising from the base of the volcano.

Gradually, a golden blade floated into the air, hanging in the blazing magma.

"After sleeping for five thousand years, the power of this god-killing blade is much stronger than before. At this time, the smile on Yi Feng's face became even more wanton and arrogant.

As long as he gets the Godkiller Blade, no one can stop him. Not even the gods.

Yi Xin recovered from the shock, the pressure on his body was reduced a lot, and he turned his head and stared at Yi Feng fiercely:

"Don't try to get it! I won't let you get your hands on the Godkiller Blade!"

Yifeng simply said:

"If you want to take it, let you take it. ”

The black magic robe on Yi Feng's body flew over, and the whole person looked high-spirited.

Yi Xin was stunned for a moment, and he looked at Yi Feng suspiciously.

"What tricks do you want to play?"

Yifeng put his hands behind his back and stood quietly in place.

"If you want to take it, I won't stop you. It's just that the Godkiller Blade is now suspended in the core of the magma, which is also the hottest place, so whether you can pick it up or not is not certain. ”

The Godkiller Blade hovered quietly to Yi Xin's right, the hot lava scorching his cheeks.

"Are you serious?" Yi Xin asked loudly, "If I get my hands on the Godkiller Blade, I will definitely kill you with it!"

Yifeng smiled, nodded lightly in confirmation, and said:

"If you can't pick up the Godkiller Blade, quit this battle and stop pestering me. ”

Yi Xin retorted unconvinced:

"Do you think I won't be able to get the Godkiller Blade?

The flame aura around him soared, and the shape of the golden lion instantly solidified, like a solid golden shell. The flames flowed, and Yi Xin jumped to his knees and plunged into the erupting magma.

The magma is divided into three layers inside and out. The outermost layer is crimson and has the lowest temperature, almost the same temperature as when Yi Xin casts the Flames, and it can be easily broken through.

The inner layer is a brighter orange-yellow, and upon reaching this layer, the golden lion's body is completely immersed in magma, and Yi Xin's body is suspended in it, surrounded by hot lava.

The temperature of the inner layer is equivalent to the temperature of the golden lion when it transforms, and it is also the extreme temperature that Yixin Flame can reach, although it is sweating like rain, it can barely resist.

Sinking deep into magma is like entering the endless sea.

He controlled the lion's body to continue swimming into the depths of the lava, and the golden lion wrapped around its body to resist the heat that could incinerate everything, slowly approaching the god-killing blade.

In the final layer, the lava takes on a purer golden yellow, very similar to the golden light of the Godkiller Blade, except that the latter shines more brightly.

When viewed closely, this Excalibur is one foot long, with a straight blade and a golden glow, and the shape is like the sharp sword on the Night Family crest.

Yi Xin struggled to reach out towards the hilt of the Godkiller Blade. The golden lion behind him made the same movements as him, and he also stretched out his forepaws in front of him.

However, after touching the golden magma that wrapped the hilt of the sword, Yi Xin's palm trembled violently, and the high temperature in it was too much for him to bear.

"How could it be...... The temperature here is so high, I'm a descendant of Chiyan, it's impossible that I can't even withstand this temperature......"

He retracted his hand, gritted his teeth, and tried again and again, reaching his hand into the golden lava repeatedly. But all failed, and the palm of the hand still couldn't get close to the golden lava.

"It can't be!

He roared, his skin burned by the lava in excruciating pain, but he refused to give up.

"Why can Yifeng get the God-Killing Blade, and I can't, it's impossible!"

Just as he was about to keep trying, a wave surged around him, and a purple flame of Tyrant burst through the magma, enveloping the golden blade in it, and then fell back violently, easily taking it out.

Yi Xin turned back anxiously, and as expected, this purple flame came from Yi Feng.

He picked up the blade of the god-killing sword, looked up and down, and from the dim golden light on the sword body, a phantom of a sword soul faintly appeared, with a luxurious black robe and black hair reaching the ground, and the breath was strange and profound, but the figure disappeared in a flash, and it was difficult to distinguish the appearance.