Wu Ming looked at the Twelve Elders with a smug smile on his face and said, "I've found something, what I need."

When the twelve elders heard Wu Ming's words, their hearts trembled inexplicably.

Wu Ming waved his hand at the twelve elders of the snake clan and the three primordial fetuses who were fighting, and the four black fire snakes entered the body of the four snakes like lightning.

The fire snake that the black flame turned into was Wu Ming's Netherworld Flame.

Wu Ming's use of Netherflame has now reached the bottom of its perfection.

The Nether Fire entered the bodies of the four snakes, and it was as if Mars had been fueled by gasoline, and instantly expanded their bodies.

The Nether Fire is fueled and nourished by the souls of living beings, and once ignited by the Nether Fire, it will only be extinguished when the soul power that fuels it is burned out.

The spark of Wu Ming's Nether Fire has always been in Wu Ming's body, and as long as the released Nether Fire absorbs enough nutrients, it will be withdrawn into Wu Ming's body.

Replenish and boost the spark of Nether Fire!

The souls of the four snake clans were constantly burning after being covered by the Netherworld, and this pain made it impossible for them to continue fighting.

"Squeak Squeak"

"Squeak Squeak"

"Squeak Squeak"

。。。。。。。。

The four snake clans screamed in pain, roaring heartbreakingly.

Bai Jie watched as the four giant snakes in front of him were burned by the black flames, and his huge body slammed his body to the ground in order to alleviate his pain.

Let your body rub the ground, and keep hitting your body and snake head on the ground.

This is to alleviate the pain of burning one's soul with the pain of the body.

Bai Jie's deeper understanding of the Netherfire.

The Netherfire does not belong to the existence of the savage world, it is a product of the Netherworld, and the appearance of the Netherfire is to calcine the soul and absorb the power of the soul to enhance its own flame.

Wu Ming can use the Netherfire to calcinate his soul, making his soul more condensed and pure, so that the soul has no impurities.

However, for enemies, Netherfire is a great way to experience Hell.

This is a long time, but it means that the time has not passed for a minute.

The two puppets did not have the entanglement of the snake clan, so they naturally shifted their attention to Wu Ming and Bai Jie.

Wu Ming looked at the two puppets with a confident expression.

The two Yuan Shen puppets flew directly forward, flying towards Wu Ming from a distance.

Wu Ming pointed at the two Yuan Shen puppets from afar, and two very slender black rays of light passed through the dense sword qi, and then passed through the thick armor on the puppets and entered the bodies of the two Yuan Shen puppets.

The two Genshin puppets were directly as if the computer had crashed, without the slightest vitality, and fell into the air like a piece of wood and fell to the ground in mid-air.

At this time, the sword qi in the sky was still rapidly growing towards Wu Ming.

Wu Ming grabbed Bai Jie's arm beside him, and after flashing strange steps under his feet, a sword qi appeared behind him.

After the sword qi in the sky slashed to the ground, a huge energy storm appeared and slammed into the surroundings.

A huge energy shield appeared on Wu Ming's body and covered Wu Ming and Bai Jie, and not a single speck of dust fell on Wu Ming and Bai Jie's bodies.

After the energy storm passed, the dust in the sky fell quietly on the ground again.

Only the twelve elders in the room were still "squeaking" and screaming, and everything else was completely still.

The snake clan of the three primordial fetuses no longer had the slightest soul breath, only lifeless corpses lying quietly on the ground.

Wu Ming waved his hand at the corpses of the three giant snakes, and three black flames appeared above the corpses, slowly flying into Wu Ming's hands and disappearing.

Three black nether fires entered Wu Ming's body and fused with the nether fire in his body.

Wu Ming's Netherworld Flame itself is the size of a ping-pong ball, and it is a little bigger.

Most of the soul power of Wu Ming's enemies fed the Nether Fire in his body, making the power of the Nether Fire gradually increase.

Bai Jie looked at everything in front of her, with a look of disbelief and incredulity.

Bai Jie never thought that things would change so quickly, just a few minutes ago, Lord Chenghuang was still bargaining with the Twelve Elders for the exchange of benefits.

But in the blink of an eye, the three snake clan primordial fetuses had died, and their souls had also fed the Netherfire of the City God.

The two huge puppets of the Yuan Shen Realm have also lost their spirituality like wood, and they have no ability to move much, as if the majestic appearance just now was just a dream.

The only enemy who is still alive for the time being is the famous Twelve Elders of the Snake Clan, who has been tortured by the Netherworld at this time, can only use the body to rub the body very hard to alleviate the pain of the soul.

However, Bai Jie understood that since these twelve elders had fallen into the hands of the City God, life and death were just a matter of thought.

It's just that the Twelve Elders still have a certain value, and it is estimated that they will not die so easily, feeding the Netherfire of the City God.