Xiao Wu sat on the broad palm of Yang Ming's incarnation of the King of Fire Demons, and the thousand-degree heat of the Qinglian Earth's Heart Fire was deliberately restrained by Yang Ming so as not to burn Xiao Wu.

Under the swaying cyan firelight, it was a skeleton-shaped palm, Xiao Wu looked through Yang Ming's fingers, watching the invincible soul venerable just now being knocked away by Yang Ming's punch, and somehow felt a sense of peace in his heart, like a ship that had taken refuge on the shore and found a harbor of the soul.

Yang Ming's strength gave her a sufficient sense of security.

Yang Ming lowered his head and said in a low voice:

"Xiao Wu, you go down first."

Reminded by Yang Ming's words, Xiao Wu returned to the present world from his shaking spirit, the good-looking Xia red flew to his cheeks, and the little face was very cute, and he didn't know if he was ashamed, or because the surrounding temperature was too high.

Xiao Wu smiled at Yang Ming embarrassedly, revealing a row of white teeth, jumping down from Yang Ming's palm, as sensitive as a rabbit, the person spun a few times in the air like a diver, and the little feet were lightly touched, as easy as a dragonfly touching water, and the little person had already landed safely.

Seeing that Xiao Wu was fine, Yang Ming retracted his gaze.

Seeing the head of the black water group get up from the ground intact, Yang Ming didn't dare to be careless.

"Really."

The head of the black water subconsciously looked at a corner, there was no one there, but his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the distance, see someone, and muttered in a low voice:

"It's really hard to get this task commissioned."

The three soul rings under his feet floated up and down, and the third thousand-year soul ring suddenly lit up, and the purple light was dazzling.

The first soul skill was extended, the second soul skill changed color, and when it came to the third soul skill, the head of the black water group carefully selected the soul beasts that he hunted, but unfortunately he couldn't get the soul skill he wanted the most in the end, and the soul skill obtained was not satisfactory.

He once killed a bloodsucking leech that was more than a thousand years old, and originally wanted to obtain a bloodsucking soul skill, but the result was only to obtain the soul skill Bloodthirsty Evil Body, after launching the soul skill, the martial soul ability increased by 50%, and the attack speed skyrocketed by 200%, and once cut by his sword, the wound was extremely difficult to heal, even if there was a healing soul skill, there was no way to treat it in a short time.

Of course, as an enemy, the head of the Black Water Regiment would certainly not tell Yang Ming the information.

The three thousand purple hairs were like a group of demons dancing wildly, wantonly showing off behind the head of the head of the black water group, accompanied by the soul power transmitted to the hair, affected by the sword hedgehog martial spirit, the hardness of the already hard hair was increased by a few points.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......"

The dense strands of hair swept between the sky and the earth like a swarm of locusts, and the amount alone was enough to make people's scalp tingle.

Since Yang Ming is not a Soul Venerable yet, there are two soul rings missing in the congenital comparison, even if under the promotion of the Eight Gate Dunjia, the soul power barely reaches the level of the Soul Venerable, there is still some strength that is not enough.

The surging cyan flames were cut by three thousand hairs in midair, and the temperature of up to thousands of high temperatures was helpless against these hairs, and the fireballs that Yang Ming sprayed from his mouth were directly defeated one by one.

It's close!

It's closer!

Seeing that those strands of hair were about to reach Yang Ming's body, a light flashed in the eyes of the head of the black water group, even if Yang Ming became very strange now, but he believed that as long as his hair cut through Yang Ming's skin, under the effect of the soul technique bloodthirsty demon body, Yang Ming would definitely bleed profusely, and if he didn't die, he would be crippled!

However, at this very moment.

Just now, Yang Ming made the Black Water Leader's amazing move come out again!

Li Lianhua!

The speed of breaking through the sound barrier directly made Yang Ming disappear from everyone's sight, and only a vague black shadow could be seen cutting through the air, and there was a rumbling sound of air friction like a Boeing passenger plane taking off, and the sound was deafening.

If Yang Ming wasn't under the effect of the Flame Demon Body's soul technique, his original physical strength alone would not be enough to support the price of using Li Lianhua, I'm afraid that his body would collapse first before the enemy was killed.

Whether it is Bamen Dunjia or Li Lianhua, the requirements for physical fitness are too high!

Straight to the point.

Yang Ming rushed straight to the head of the Black Water Regiment at a speed beyond the imagination of others.

"This punch is for grandpa!"

At this time, just as all the hair of the head of the Black Water Regiment was shooting out, Yang Ming originally thought that the other party was powerless to return to the sky, and a flaming fist with billowing smoke smashed down on his head, wanting to burn his head and the floor under his feet!

Who knows, the head of the black water group was clever and made unexpected moves.

His martial soul hair sword hedgehog can turn every hair on his body into a sharp sword, which, in addition to hair, of course, also includes the hair of the human body!

The back of the palm, the arms, the legs, everything that could have grown hair, with the help of the extension of the first soul technique, the thick black hair curls also grew like crazy, forming a hairy shield, resisting in front of Yang Ming's flame giant fist.

Rumble!

In the heavy sound, the Mao Sword on the surface of the Mao Dun was all burned to ashes by the high temperature, and only a small handful was held in the hand of the head of the Black Water Group, and there was still a trace of panic in his eyes, and the fear of almost being taken away by the god of death could not be calmed down for a long time.

Just when the head of the Black Water Regiment breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to use his martial soul ability to compete with Yang Ming, he underestimated the true power of the soul technique Yan Demon Body derived from the 100,000-year soul ring!

Previously, Yang Ming's fifteenth-level soul master stage could only maintain the body of the Flame Demon for five seconds.

And now, Yang Ming had the soul power of the Soul Venerable, which had already exceeded five seconds, which gave him enough time to perform the Flame Demon King's stunt!

Rage of Ragnaros!

In World of Warcraft, this is the Fire Demon King's melee clearance ability, which deals high fire damage to all targets within range and has a chance to knock them away.

Yang Ming obtained the complete King of Fire Demon as a soul ring, which can be said to be a perfect fit, and it is not an exaggeration to be able to perform such a stunt.

The flames in Yang Ming's body suddenly collapsed and contracted, and then the compressed cyan flames suddenly expanded and burst out, and the temperature increased again, turning into a surging wave of flames, enveloping all the black horses within five hundred meters in front of them, including the head of the black water group.

"This move is for Xiao Wu!"

Yang Ming's belated roar echoed in the wave of flames, and those black horsemen collapsed with a single blow, instantly being submerged in the sea of flames and disappearing.

The head of the Black Water Regiment also wanted to save it, wrapping himself tightly with a hairy sword, constantly filling the gaps that were burned.

It's just that as the temperature in the Mao Jian cocoon gets higher and higher, and the air becomes thinner and thinner, the head of the black water group is only one person after all, and he can't survive in the oxygen-free zone.

After holding out for a while, the head of the Blackwater finally fell.

Without the transmission of soul power, the cocoons of the sword collapsed one after another.

Before being completely swept away by the flames and losing consciousness, the head of the black water unwillingly opened his eyes and stared in a certain direction, as if he could see someone, and said with a resentful expression:

"It's not the same as saying yes! You sell me! ”

(1st Update)

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