"That flame sword, although it is also a shocking appearance, but it is not so simple to operate!"

The Little Demon Lord muttered: "This person must first have the life force of the fire system, so that he can urge the fire power to calcinate the sword body, and completely burn the sword body like red iron, and the flames will rise. And it's not enough to do this, because it is also necessary to urge the churning flames on the blade of the sword, how can such an act be easy to do?"

Yan Xi guessed, "Could it be that the sword has already been smeared with burning things to make such an illusion?"

The little demon lord smiled: "The specific method is not important, the key is to look at the result." And the above is still on the outside, which is the most admirable point for me, that is, the Necromantic King already has the strength close to the spirit cultivation, and if he wants to hold it up in front of it, he doesn't have a little momentum and coercion, and it is difficult to make him believe it. ”

"It's the most difficult thing to completely suppress the momentum. ”

He said with admiration: "This requires this pretending person to have two possibilities, one is that this pretending brother must have superb cultivation strength, and even more so above the Necromantic King." ”

But since he is frightened, it is naturally impossible to have such a level, so even if it is difficult for him to achieve such a cultivation himself, it is extremely difficult to make the other party believe in it. ”

Burning Xi shook his head and said: "This is indeed unlikely, in this Shura field, the guy who wants to be higher than the Necromantic King, I'm afraid there is no one yet, if it is really higher than it, it will be okay to destroy the other party directly, where do you need to pretend to intimidate." ”

Yan Xi firmly believes in this point, because with his understanding, in the altar of life and death, the strength of the little demon lord is already at its peak, but even if it is the little demon lord, he can't fight against the necromantic king.

The little demon lord continued: "This is the second, it can be described as the courage of a tiger and a leopard, the sky is not afraid of the earth, and it is necessary to have the momentum of 'even if you are willing to be widowed, dare to pull the emperor off the horse', if you are not brave enough, and the necromantic king perceives a trace of cowardice, where is there still life?"

Yan Xi said thoughtfully: "That's right, this earth-shattering courage alone is really rare." ”

The little demon lord smiled: "Well, it may be a coincidence here, and it is also the luck of the pretending guy, this person is extremely bold and dares to face the Necromantic King in person, I guess this person's cultivation is low, and he has not even reached the stage of the great cultivator of the human race." ”

Yan Xi was surprised: "How is this possible. ”

"You must know that during the ordinary major cultivation period, it is the time when the spiritual power is rushing outward, and it is difficult to reach the introverted level of the spiritual cultivation period, so it is easy to be perceived by the other party, and this pretending old brother is not high in cultivation, his spiritual power is not out, and his appearance is not obvious, but he has no intention of helping himself. ”

"This necromantic king has also been hurt too deeply in the past, so under such a frightened and terrifying situation, he can't feel a trace of the other party's aura fluctuations, so in his consciousness, he will only think that the other party is profound, his spiritual power is restrained, and his edge is impermeable. ”

Speaking of this, the little demon lord sighed and said, "How could he have thought that the other party is just a showman, and it is estimated that the highest is only about a cultivation period!"

Yan Xi was dumbfounded when he heard this, closed his mouth for a long time, and said with a wry smile: "That's okay." ”

The little demon lord smiled: "So this trick seems simple, but in fact, it is even more difficult to meet all of them, the other party not only calculates the weaknesses of this necromantic king, but also can calculate the appearance, life force, courage, momentum, and even the unfathomable cultivation, all of which are indispensable, so this is the real clever character." ”

When he said this, he couldn't help but praise: "Among the disciples of the human race, it is really interesting, and I must have a chance to learn about it. ”

Yan Xi didn't speak, but there was a sigh in his heart.

This little demon lord came to the altar of life and death, in his opinion, it was an extremely dangerous thing, and before leaving, the demon clan's Shan Shuai told him in every way that even if the demon clan was killed and wounded, it should not make the young master in danger.

However, during this period of time, according to his close contact, he found that this little demon lord himself was really a rare demon wizard for thousands of years, and his mental strength tended to be at the peak of the same level, and now seeing him so interested, I am afraid that the other clans will have a headache in the future.

"The necromancer has retreated, you go and order Leng Yue and Evil Feather to prepare for battle immediately, there is still half an hour left, if it is not as I expected, there is still a race killing waiting for us, strike first, and prepare to rush immediately!"

The little demon lord commanded with a calm face: "According to the previous records, according to the rules in this altar of life and death, if the fate in the Shura field is not more than half, it must be impossible to explain it in terms of the main god. ”

......

Feng Que got up slightly, his face was like yellow paper, and his breath was weak, but he still stubbornly supported himself to sit up.

Sun Simiao knew his injuries best, knew that he should not move lightly at this moment, and was about to speak out to persuade him, but was stopped by Yun Haoxuan with his eyes.

Feng Que looked at the group of human race disciples beside him, and said weakly: "At present, there is still half an hour before the Shura Field teleportation time, and the next will definitely be the various ethnic groups that will start a war on their own, and there will be a situation of rushing into battle, so don't take it lightly." ”

"In my observation, among the other three clans, the demon clan is the strongest, and now we are greatly injured, but we can't fight with them, so it is quite important for us to choose an opponent when the four clans are opposite......"

Many Terran disciples never expected that at this time, Feng Que was still thinking about the next battle, and they couldn't help but be greatly moved, and at the same time, they also had a lot of pride.

......

In the desolate Shura field, corpses were everywhere, and rivers of blood flowed, looking like a hundred ruins and devastation after the war.

In the pile of necromantic bones, there was a "whoosh" sound, and suddenly a hand suddenly reached out.

Then a young man in black stood up coldly, looking at everything in front of him with a somewhat indifferent expression, as if he couldn't understand why the dead spirit suddenly retreated on its own.

His body shuddered, and the wound behind him began to flare up faintly, and then bursts of pain came.

Duan Leng turned to look at the Terrans, which seemed to be already in the process of being rectified, while the other three clans were all a little quiet at the moment, and under this apparent quietness, there must be a huge storm brewing.

Duan Leng's back and whole body were hit by bursts of sharp pain, but his gaze became more and more stoic.

He suddenly looked at the other three clans, thought for a moment, and resolutely began to walk towards the demon clan, where it seemed to be stronger, and what he needed was a strong opponent.

......

At this time, no one noticed that Lin Fan was sitting on the ground in a corner, looking at the spirit beast clan in the distance, closing his eyes, as if thinking about something, and dancing from time to time.

Many Terran children beside him looked at him with some incomprehension, as if they were looking at a psychopath.

Lin Fan naturally ignored the others, and only muttered to himself: "If it makes a move, which clan will it attack first?"

His eyes were blank, his face was pale, his expression was a little sluggish, his brows were furrowed, and he was clearly thinking in great pain.

And at this moment, no one knew that he was engaged in a battle between heaven and man in his head.

After a long while, his face began to slowly recover as promised, and he hesitated:

"Is it still too far away? I can't even perceive it, and Master won't let me use the algorithm at the altar of life and death, it seems that only accurate analysis can do, hey, it seems that it's time for a headache again." ”