Seeing the dense sparks on his body, Gao Jian's face suddenly became difficult to look at.

"W-When ......?"

Before the words of doubt were spoken, Gao Jian suddenly thought of Wen Ke's previous behavior, in the face of her constant attacks, she did not choose to escape, but violently counterattacked, at that time, the color of the holy sword looked a little strange, could it be the traces left at that time?

There were dense flames burning on his body, although he didn't feel any pain, but Gao Jian didn't think that Wen Ke was joking with himself, these blood-stained flames were definitely more dangerous than ordinary holy flames.

Gao Jian immediately activated his own energy to disperse these flames, and a faint brilliance enveloped his body, and under the exclusion of these lights, the flames kept shaking, but they did not dissipate, and they were extremely tenacious.

"Don't waste your efforts, if the exorcism and pure fire of the holy blood sacrifice can be broken so easily, I don't need to pay such a big price."

Wen Ke lowered his eyebrows and stared at the holy sword in his hand that had lost its brilliance, and slowly stretched out his hand to rub it on the smooth and beautiful sword body, the serious and affectionate touch was like treating his lover.

"Don't scare people, just what you can do with the little energy you have left, it's not enough to tickle for me, see if I'll take your life now." Gao Jian stimulated Wen Ke's movements, and for some reason, he felt furious in his heart, and he was so scared that he rushed towards Wen Ke with a shout.

"Even if it's really good, then I'm going to drag you into the water-"

Under this nameless fear, Gao Jian gradually became fanatical and crazy, and even forgot his own abilities, and simply condensed all his energy, wanting to completely destroy Wen Ke in this way, but in fact, he didn't know that this was the real trap.

Wen Ke did use his own essence blood and holy sword essence to launch an offensive for sacrifice, and such an attack could indeed exert a strong force, but only if there was enough energy to support it.

If Wen Ke still retains fifty percent of his strength, then if he uses this trick, even if he will fall into a long period of fatigue in the future, the effect in exchange is huge, and he can completely wipe out an ordinary eight-star demon king.

It's a pity that Wen Ke's remaining energy is less than one percent, even if he uses a sacrifice to increase his attack power, it is not enough to make Gao Jian suffer a heavy blow.

In such a situation, Wen Ke wants to improve his chances of winning, he must find another way, after a few thoughts, Wen Ke finally decided to carry out a psychological blow to Gao Jian, from just reminding him to notice the pure fire on his body to now, it is Wen Ke playing psychological warfare.

And looking at Gao Jian's current appearance, Wen Ke has succeeded.

This is a fluke, after all, the psychological impact is too illusory, no more deterrent than a strong fist, but--this is the last thing Wen Ke can do, through the previous battle and a few words, she can feel that Gao Jian's psychology is extremely arrogant and conceited, and he is so happy.

In general, Gao Jian is a little self-righteous, and some eyes are above the top, this kind of psychology makes him easy to be careless, and it also makes his psychological tolerance very fragile.

When things go out of his intended direction, no longer under his control or even a threat to him, his psyche can easily collapse, and when a warrior no longer has a clear and firm consciousness, he is not far from death.

On the battlefield, the more scared and timid you are, the easier it is to die.

Because the divine aura emitted by the pure fire has a great impact on the demon king, just like a mouse smelling the breath of a cat and encountering a natural enemy, this feeling first made Gao Jian feel the danger, coupled with Wen Ke's indifferent and confident words and expression.

Under the double pressure, Gao Jian's psychological defense collapsed, and he was afraid that Wen Ke really made some terrifying moves, so he had to change it before it happened.

Rushing out frantically, the energy in Gao Jian's body changed into all kinds of ferocious beasts in the air, tigers, lions, and wolves...... These were all powerful beasts that Gao Jian had once domesticated, and they contained terrifying destructive power in their bodies.

In the face of these attacks, Wen Ke stood still and did not move, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't.

She wants to completely shake Gao Jian's psychology, and at the same time, she also wants to let the pure fire exert its maximum power, so now she must show the strongest posture, with a fierce momentum and indifferent eyes, like a peerless master watching a farce, disdainful.

Whew!

The raging flames burned all the beasts, and none of the attacks could land near Wen Ke, which made the panic in Gao Jian's heart even worse, and he was now more and more convinced of the power of these flames in his body, and he felt that he was being burned.

This is the power of psychological oppression, and when a person feels sick, many times it is because his psychology is suggesting to him.

If Gao Jian could be more careful and carefully observe those holy fires in the air, he would be able to find that these flames were only superficial, and their attack power was too much inferior, if he could be calmer more, he might be able to see Wen Ke's hand holding the sword trembling slightly, see the fine sweat on her forehead, and see the stubbornness in the depths of her eyes.

However, there is no longer a chance.

When Gao Jian rushed in front of Wen Ke and stretched out two fierce claws, Wen Ke swept away his arm with the holy sword, and then kicked him very easily, at this moment, Gao Jian had lost his mind as a demon king, he panicked, and dug a grave for himself.

Seeing this scene, Wen Ke's heart was completely relaxed, the preparation time for the fire purification has been long enough, and now-you can start!

The tip of the holy sword was dotted in the air, and a ripple of firelight spread out layer by layer, and the whole night became beautiful.

Rumble!

In this beautiful landscape, the endless firelight rushed into the sky, and Gao Jian's figure was completely invisible, only the golden flame that kept burning, and even some of the flames had taken on an illusory white, that is, the most essential and rarest part of the holy fire, which had a divine purifying effect.

The flame kept changing direction in the air, and flames were constantly shooting out, and from the ground, it really looked like fireworks at a festival.

Gao Jian's cries were already drowned out in the firelight, and he felt that the flames were not burning his body, but were targeting his soul, attacking his energy, and the pain was bursting from the inside out, making him want to stop himself.

This is the power of pure fire, and when it is powerful enough, it can truly cleanse a person's soul.

However, the side effects of pure fire are also huge, after all, everything that exists in the world is balanced, and if you want to be strong, you have to pay hard work, and the more amazing the effect, the higher the requirements for the caster.

Wen Ke's soul also suffered a lot of backlash, she endured the pain, her expression became hideous and distorted, and that feeling was an endless torment.

At the same time, Wen Ke will also lose the incomparably powerful holy sword in a short period of time, at this time the holy sword has exhausted all the holy power, no longer exudes the aura of justice, no longer has the brilliance of the past, and has become an ordinary long sword, if you want to recover, you need Wen Ke to take care of it with her heart and nourish it with the link between souls.

These are all desperate methods, if there is no way back, Ye Ling and Wen Ke will not use such methods.

They are all the same heroes, thinking that he is not lagging behind and living up to everyone's trust, Wen Ke feels that the pain on his body has been reduced a lot, perhaps, for good people with justice in their hearts, this is a kind of redemption.

When the pure fire was about to destroy Wen Ke's soul, the firelight in the air finally became thinner, and those dazzling firelights also became dim, and Gao Jian's figure gradually became clear.

His body didn't suffer any terrible damage, there were only faint traces on the surface of his body, but he had lost all his mobility, and he couldn't fight at all, his eyes opened with difficulty, and his breathing became extremely difficult, and he fell downward.

Wen Ke could barely support herself floating in the air, and her eyes were indifferent to Gao Jian's fall, she did not feel pity.

However, in the end, Gao Jian did not smash on the ground, the huge palm that appeared in the sky caught him, Mei Yueshan's expression was very heavy, his brows were tightly locked, and after retracting his palm, he observed Gao Jian's physical condition, although he was not dead, but the injury was too serious.

"Yueshan ......" Gao Jianfei tried his best to spit out these two words, and he had no strength to speak again.

Mei Yueshan nodded heavily, he felt how serious Gao Jian's internal injuries were, even if he survived with the strong physique of the Demon King, if he didn't have the ability to recover himself, it would take a lot of effort to heal.

"You've done a good job, the Holy Sword is no longer a threat to us, and the rest—leave it to me!"

After speaking, Mei Yueshan separated the earth essence to wrap Gao Jian's body, then looked at the earth ball that trapped Zhang Fulin, and then looked up at Wen Ke, whose breath was weak, and said in a loud voice: "You have no possibility of continuing to fight, so what is the result?" I can still get the Demon King's Heart, do you think it's worth it? ”

Wen Ke still maintained his posture strongly, and said: "As long as it can stop your ambitions, it will be worth it, and besides, do you think you can really get the heart of the demon king?" ”

Mei Yueshan glanced around and said, "Why can't you, apart from Zhang Fulin, what other combat power do you have?" Injured and disabled, I only need to solve Zhang Fulin to win. ”

Even if they are not convinced, everyone has to admit that what Mei Yueshan said is the truth, and now that they have no combat effectiveness, whether they can stop Mei Yueshan can only depend on Zhang Fulin.

And such a situation has really become a situation that worries Ye Jue, if he can't destroy the heart of the demon king, then it will eventually fall into the hands of these two people.

Boom!

The huge sound shook everyone's hearts, and the huge earth ball held in Mei Yueshan's hand was scattered and cracked at this moment, and the rich sword qi filled the air, and Zhang Fulin's body appeared in the endless smoke.