Chapter 1832: Saint Flame List Fourteen, Eternal Nightmare Flame!

Thundered! After the deafening sound emerged, two extremely powerful attacks fell in an instant.

The pitch-black fingers blessed by the strange flowers turned into brown flames were mixed with unparalleled terrifying power, and in an instant, Xiao Yan's dragon arm palm was accompanied by the heaviness of the water attribute, and it hit it heavily.

"Whoa!" As soon as the monstrous water curtain and the huge dragon palm transformed by Xiao Yan's dragon arm came into contact with the brown flame black light, a sharp and piercing sound emerged, and immediately bursts of white mist came one after another from the two attacks.

"Hahaha...... Boy, it's over! After calming down, watching Xiao Yan's attacks retreat one after another, Soul Jianghai snorted coldly, and the gloomy voice filled the entire void.

"The Realm of Wood, the Ten Thousand Wood Prison Cage!" Just as the Soul River Sea came with an overwhelming momentum, a rare smile flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes, without any sign of retreating, and the bright flames on his body were instantly wrapped in a touch of green aura with an extremely rich breath of life.

"Not good!" At this moment, Rao was using the power of the soul river and sea, and he also smelled a sense of danger from Xiao Yan in front of him.

"Snort!" Soul Jianghai just realized that something was wrong, so he controlled his attack and quickly got out of here, but how could Xiao Yan give him a chance.

Sharp green vines emerged from the ground uncontrollably, and immediately without any hesitation, under Xiao Yan's control, countless green vines flashed with green light, and suddenly attacked the soul river and sea, this green light contained an extremely strong suppressive power!

"Die!" Seeing Xiao Yan's fierce attack, the black fingers surrounded by brown flames around Soul Jianghai actually dissolved quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and immediately burst into a shout, and the black mist creatures under his feet burst out with bursts of foul smell, raising their feet and attacking towards Xiao Yan.

"It's just a phantom object." Xiao Yan snorted coldly, waved his palm, and countless green vines seemed to have life, attacking the phantom object at an extremely sharp angle.

Phantoms, to put it bluntly, are just creatures condensed by their own fighting spirit, and they are not as strong as demonic beasts and summons.

"Destroy me!" Looking at the dying phantom creature, Xiao Yan's eyes were blazing, and the palm and fist of his hand were wrapped in amber flame soul fire, and suddenly burst out, and after being restrained by the green vine, the phantom object like a target was completely annihilated under Xiao Yan's blow.

"Looks like I'm really underestimating you." The black fog around him kept squirming, and there were countless desolate and gloomy screams faintly, and Soul Jianghai snorted coldly.

"Come out with your true strength, otherwise you'll ......" The wood attribute around Xiao Yan suddenly stopped attacking, and he quietly crawled beside Xiao Yan.

This Ten Thousand Wood Prison Cage is one of the two Saint-level fighting skills, and it is the strongest single captivity and restraint fighting skill that Xiao Yan has mastered, but every time Teng Man touches the body of Soul Jianghai, he is either resisted by the black mist around him, or directly penetrates through his body, which makes Xiao Yan quite puzzled.

"Then ...... As you wish! ”

"Ten Thousand Soul Flowers!" Listening to Xiao Yan's unruly words, an extremely terrifying aura emerged from the black robe of the Soul River Sea.

"Woohoo!" A trace of brown flame was directly separated from the black mist, and then quietly crawled in front of the soul river and sea, and at the same time, a white exquisite flower, like a magic flower blooming in hell, blooming with countless evil rays.

"It turned out to be the Eternal Nightmare Flame ranked fourteenth on the Saint Flame List." Seeing Soul Jianghai using such methods, Xiao Yan also successfully deduced the source of the brown flame.

Eternal Nightmare Flame, this is a very special holy flame, because it lives by cannibalizing demonic demons, so this leads to the human beings who can subdue it, if their minds are uncertain, I am afraid that it is extremely easy to be misled and go mad.

However, Xiao Yan clearly remembered that this Saint Yan's origin technique, Eternal Nightmare.

That is to create a huge illusion that wraps thousands of miles, and all the human beings in the entire realm are included in the illusion, and the human beings in the illusion will produce many beautiful rings, so they are extremely out, and over time, the power of the angry soul is constantly absorbed by the Holy Flame, so that they are tortured, and after they are exhausted, they will completely turn into the nourishment of the Holy Flame, but it is obviously impossible to display the Sacred Flame Origin Technique.

"Buddha Fury...... Transmigration! Taking a deep breath, on Xiao Yan's palm, the amber flame danced quietly, and after a while, looking at the deadly aura contained in the magic flower, on Xiao Yan's palm, a delicate lotus seed that made the surrounding space tremble violently and uneasy gently appeared.

The lotus seeds stood quietly like the elixir of the dragon's eye, with four colors, quite gorgeous, even this piece of heaven and earth, after the appearance of the four-colored lotus seeds, became silent.

"Your Holy Flame is mine!" Looking at the exquisite lotus seed in Xiao Yan's hand, although Soul Jianghai smelled a fluctuation from it that was infinitely close to death, after a short hesitation, he still smiled.

In the early stage of his own dignified seven-star Dou Immortal, he even had the existence of the Holy Yan Zihuo, how could he lose to a waste who had barely been promoted to the late stage of the six-star Dou Immortal with external strength?

"Come on!" With a wave of his big hand, the four-colored lotus seed contained a touch of dazzling fire, and gently projected towards the soul river and sea, at that time, this space suddenly collapsed, and countless eerie ghosts were completely eroded and expelled.

"Ten Thousand Soul Flowers, swallow it for me!" Looking at Xiao Yan's terrifying offensive, Soul Jianghai laughed, and then pushed his palm heavily, and a terrifying energy An Lantern emerged from the flowers, and for a while, the space shook.

"Boom!" The exquisite lotus seed seems to be faint and small, but the power contained in it has reached an indescribable level, just when it touched the magic flower, a piercing sound of collision and friction spread out, and bursts of white smoke continued to spread out from the confrontation between the two, and the battle situation was scorching.

"Snort!" After the subordination, the four-colored lotus seed actually faintly became unsupported, and was overwhelmed by the countless evil forces above the magic flower.

"Buddha's anger is reincarnated, bloom." Looking at this scene, Xiao Yan gently closed his eyes and muttered.

"Boom!" As soon as the voice fell, the reincarnation of Buddha's anger contracted suddenly like a heart, and then suddenly expanded, and with a pop, the space trembled violently, and exploded directly in mid-air.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth were discolored, and even the dozens of magnificent palaces in the royal city around the altar were completely annihilated by the heat wave of the Buddha's reincarnation in a snap of their fingers.

"Weng hum!" At this moment, the magic flower seemed to be irresistibly forced, and it immediately contracted like a four-colored lotus seed, and then swelled.

However, how can the ash of the fireflies compete for glory with the bright moon, even if it is exerted by the Seven Star Dou Immortals, how can it be comparable to the power of the four holy flames fused?

At the same time, the power that erupted from the Demon Flower was directly completely destroyed by the destructive power of the Buddha's Fury Reincarnation, and at the moment when the four-colored fire lotus exploded, Soul Jianghai's pupils shrank tightly, obviously sensing something.

"Four...... Four Holy Flames? ”

"How is that possible?" Looking at the spectacular scenery like a furnace of flames in the void, Soul Jianghai's expression finally became solemn, and a fear of death unconsciously entangled in his heart.

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