After the blow, Dong Yin did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but bared his teeth, gasped, and died of pain, but it was difficult to hide the excited look in his eyes, and the whole person looked extremely contradictory.

In just a split second, the skin on Dong Yin's body was already burned red, the skin and flesh on his left hand were even more scorched, and the exposed phalanges became hot.

The life energy operated, and the burns on the body were quickly repaired, and the injury on his left hand also recovered very quickly, and the skin and flesh regrew, and he also found that the recovery of the body was not only the life energy at work, but also the body's own self-healing ability.

Put away the life energy, and sure enough, the body is also recovering, and the recovery speed is only a little slower, which shows that the body's recovery ability is also extremely good.

Dongyin has always had injuries treated immediately, and he hated the feeling of pain, so he didn't notice the change in his body's ability to recover.

The battle took place extremely quickly, and before the other white man could fight the black man, Winter Yin had already inflicted heavy damage on his opponent.

The two of them were frightened, judging from Dong Yin's initial performance, it was not very strong, which was also the reason why the two whites divided their troops, but such a reversal instantly broke a certain balance.

The injured white man stood up with his stomach clutched, blood gushing between his fingers, and another white man came to him, and the two muttered a few words, and the injured white man shook his head slightly.

The other white man turned around and muttered to the black man, speaking too fast, Dong Yin heard it clearly but didn't understand it, just looked at the black man and nodded slightly, and then the eyes of the three fell on him.

Dong Yin's eyes wandered around the three of them, the corners of his mouth hooked a sneer, and the fingers of his left hand moved, and under the double recovery effect, he had healed.

There are gains and losses, through the strengthening of the body through qi and blood energy, his physical fitness is undoubtedly much higher than the same level, and the recovery ability is also extremely strong, although there are no bells and whistles of energy attack, but the body is the best weapon.

What is the inability to be enhanced with kills? Behind him is the most bullish existence, and the upgrade is absolutely guaranteed, maybe it will be difficult for Dongyin to die.

That bullshit queen might not be willing to let him die, maybe she was watching him from the throne.

"Drink!" Dong Yin shouted, and the whole person was like a beast descending from the mountain, with momentum like a rainbow.

The injured white man coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, put one hand on the shoulder of the other white man, the raging flames erupted, and the energy of the two white people seemed to converge together, and the power of the eruption was ridiculously strong, and a terrifying heat wave could be felt from a long distance.

Dong Yin frowned, took a closer look through the firelight, and found that these two people looked very similar, and they were both flame abilities, could these two be brothers, or simply twins?

Seeing this, the black man showed a hint of surprise in his eyes, his expression became solemn, the two whites joined forces, and the power of the explosion was enough to crush the fourth order, and Dong Yin also showed the strength to crush opponents of the same level.

Possessed by a black mud shell, the black man hesitated slightly, and still walked towards Dong Yin, but he also quietly distanced himself from the white brothers, neither of them could be provoked, but there was no chance.

The white man's flame, Dong Yin's memory is still fresh, the pain of the burning fire is extremely unbearable, at this time the white brothers join forces, the power of the flame skyrockets, if this is burned on the body, what it feels like......

However, Dong Yin's momentum had already accumulated to the peak, and he had to send it, so he retreated and turned his fist at the black mud shell.

No one expected that one moment ago, Dong Yin was still staring at the white brother, looking like he was going to kill, and the next second, the spearhead turned around, and in the surprised eyes of the three people, he had already bullied the black mud shell.

A punch slammed into the face of the black mud shell.

Although the black mud shell was surprised, it reacted extremely quickly, and it was not very worried, and it was able to survive until now because of its extremely strong defense.

On the rough black mud shell, there was a twist, more than doubled in thickness, and one by one, finger-long, short and thick black thorns at the bottom and thin at the top grew out, covering the whole body.

"Damn!" Dong Yin couldn't help but scold, and in the next moment, he raised his breath violently, the corners of his eyes were fierce, and in the disdainful gaze of the black mud shell, his right fist hit his face door extremely simplely.

No matter how he jumps and cries out in pain afterwards, when he fights, Dong Yin is not only ruthless to the enemy, but also to himself.

Dong Yin's fist fell heavily, and the black mud shell's disdainful gaze was instantly dull, and it flew out in disbelief, and the black mud shell on his face shattered and burst out, the bridge of his nose collapsed, and his face distorted.

"Whew~"

Dong Yin just wanted to pursue, but the sharp pain hit, and when he looked down, he saw that there were three or four broken black mud thorns in his hand, which were inserted between the gaps in the bones on the palm, and those that hit the finger bones were broken.

Pulling out the black mud thorns in pain, Dong Yin gritted his teeth, gasped, and suddenly moved his feet, and the whole person jumped away instantly, and a basketball-sized fireball flew by, through the crowd, and exploded in the distance, faintly scolding.

As soon as Dong Yin stood still, another fireball flew in, Dong Yin glanced at the black mud shell struggling to get up in the distance, dodged the fireball, and approached the black mud shell.

Although the white brothers were unable to move, they still rushed over quickly after seeing through Dongyin's intentions, and their hands did not stop, and the beaded fireballs continued to fly towards the path that Dongyin must pass, just to stop Dongyin.

Winter Yin's body was blocked, and he slowed down, and the black mud shell swayed to his feet, his face was miserable, if Dong Yin's strength was stronger, maybe he could explode his skull.

The fireball in front of him suddenly exploded, and a strong wave of flame qi rushed towards him, and Dong Yin stopped, his vision blocked and temporarily lost his black mud shell figure.

The fireballs in front of them exploded one after another, and they had become a sea of fire.

"This is the rhythm of death." Winter Yin looked at the white brother.

Raising his hand to look, the blood hole pierced by the black mud thorn repaired quickly, Dong Yin jumped to the side, dodging the fireball of the white brother, and when the wound was almost repaired, he ripped off the homemade battle skirt from his waist and threw it to the ground.

Under the stunned gaze of the white brother and the black clay shell, he smiled wickedly and madly cruelly, and then rushed towards the white brother.

"Fack!" The white brother only felt a tightness in his back, and Dongyin's smile became extremely terrifying.

The thick flames suddenly flourished, the air became distorted, the white brothers were in full swing, and the power of the flames around them reached its peak!

Without hesitation, Dong Yin opened his arms and rushed into it.

The injured white man subconsciously hid behind his brother, and the energy in his body was desperately transmitted to the white brother's body.

The white brother poured his qi all over his body, and the flames around him immediately shrank by one, the color of the flames became dark red and deep, and the temperature suddenly increased.

With both fists, they struck Winter Groan, and the flames rolled in like shadows.

Winter Yin's pupils shrank sharply, the original flame temperature was high enough, but now it actually rose again.

The more time came, the more fierce Dong Yin became, his hands stretched out and grabbed the white brother's fists, and the skin on his hands was already dry and cracked before he could get close to his hands.

Stimulated by the severe pain, Dong Yin's eyes were round, his face was full of fierceness, regardless of the burnt flesh, his hands grabbed his fists.

The person was already close, the hair on his body was instantly burned, and the skin instantly turned red and black, cracked and zoomed.

"Ahh The intense pain almost made Dongyin lose control, and he kicked the white brother's stomach with the force of his feet.

The white brother's hands were grabbed by Dong Yin, and his whole body bowed back violently, like a shrimp kneeling on the ground.

Dong Yin's feet kept stopping, and one foot after another fell heavily, and the scorching flames almost scorched him, and his whole body was black, and the flesh and blood on his hands and feet turned into charcoal and fell off.

The phalanges were red, but they were still firmly gripping the hands of the white brother.

The white brother's eyes were torn apart, but there was nothing he could do, the energy transmission could not be interrupted, and he could only hope that Dongyin would be burned to death by the fire first.

The white brother also fell into madness, ignoring Winter Groan's attack, maintaining the dark red flame with all his might, and desperately raising the temperature of the flame.

The two of them thought the same, as long as Dong Yin was consumed to death first, they would still be alive, and the two sides fought for who would die first.

The black mud shell looked at the blurred figure wuffling in the raging fire, and a painful and cruel sneer appeared in the corner of his eyes.

Bang!

Another kick was implemented, Dong Yin did not retract the soles of his feet, and with a single force on his hands and feet, there was a 'hiss', and the white brother's arms were broken at the root.

The intense pain almost made the white brother faint, barely maintaining the ultra-high concentration of the fire.

The white brother screamed, his crazy eyes staring at Winter Groan.

Throwing away his two arms, he lost the protection of his own energy, and his two arms quickly scorched and became black.

Winter Yin's eyes had become blurry and dry, almost blind in the heat of the fire.

Grabbing the white brother's head, the finger bones pierced into his skin, twisted and pulled, and in the desperate gaze of the white brother, ripped off the white brother's head.

"Huh!" Dong Yin's shriveled throat tore out two hoarse laughs, and a stream of qi and blood flowed out of his heart, adding a breath of life to Dong Yin's dry body.

As soon as the white brother died, the terrifying flames around him lost control, shook violently, and were about to explode.

"Leak!" The white brother was grief-stricken, the energy in his body was violently vibrating, and before he died, the white brother reversed the energy into his younger brother's body.

At this time, the white brother broke out in grief, and the power of the flame was even more fierce than that of his brother, and the color of the flame was close to crimson, and the temperature was terrible.

The white brother pounced on Dong Yin, with a posture of dying together, and Dong Yin also cracked his eyes and completely lost his sight at the same time as the white brother erupted.

Dong Yin was careless, and was pressed under his white brother, and instinctively made a gear, blocking the fist that beckoned to his head.

Although he couldn't see it, Dong Yin's body strength exploded, instantly pressing the white brother under him, and instinctively smashed his fist and hit the white brother's face.

The white brother resisted, and his fist hit Dong Yin's chest, a layer of charred flesh on the outside was broken, and the flesh inside was blurred, and the blood was dry and thick, and it was difficult to hit Dong Yin's ribs.

Both of them fell into madness, and under Dong Yin's fierce punches, the third punch finally smashed the white brother's skull, and the white brother was killed, and the chest that Dong Yin scratched before he died was miserable.