Fire God Flame Tea.

For the demons, this is a legendary name.

Because the name first appeared, it was 500 years ago.

At that time, Yan Ming was just twenty-three years old, and he was famous for his fire demon magic in the younger generation. And in her true sense, the first battle that has truly become a legend of the demon clan is the battle of the boundary wall.

The location is here, on the outskirts of the Illusionary Realm, on the first floor.

Yan Ming, who entered the Illusory Eye Realm for the first time, was also the first time to enter the boundary wall space, and then, there was the first boundary wall battle in five hundred years.

How Yan Ming completed the Battle of the Boundary Wall, and what she got from it, has long become a legend, and no demon knows.

However, the name of the god of fire and fire began to circulate in the Illusion Realm, and even in the Demon Realm.

Her strength is obvious to all demons.

That's Yan Ming, Yan Ming with the name of the god of fire.

At the age of thirty you are eligible to enter the existence of the Presbyterian Church!

A living legend!

So.

When the demons saw the banshee that appeared in the boundary wall space, none of them were not shocked.

And the shock is followed by amazement, endless exclamation.

The same young, the same strong.

The same Battle of the Boundary Wall!

Could it be that a new legend is about to be staged?

A demon that can be compared to the fire god Yan Ming 500 years ago, a demon with a bright future?

Oh, my God.

If only he could be recruited.

No, even if you can take on a good relationship with it, it is a huge benefit!

"I've investigated, and your people don't seem to be doing very well. ”

"Coincidentally, I am the deacon of the Genius Alliance in the Xiangya Realm, if I can, I can provide necessary help to the clan behind you. ”

Bai Yuan's movements were very fast, and he said to Tu Li and his entourage.

He knew it.

The demons who can touch the battle of the boundary wall are the top geniuses of almost every era, and they have an infinite future.

And this kind of demon is definitely an existence that every demon mansion and even the Council of Elders is moved by.

In the same way, he is also very smart.

He is just a small deacon, and when it comes to competitiveness and bargaining chips, he is far inferior to those top-level powers.

However, he could have started elsewhere.

Tu Li and his line are obviously the best objects.

Although this group of little demons is not outstanding, according to his observations during this time, they are obviously close to that adult.

Just get them done.

Why can't you get close to that adult?

This is a great opportunity!

"What a weird hex. ”

"What kind of fire is this?"

The herd stared at the banshee in the distance, thinking carefully about what to do.

If it's a normal time.

He was also able to use the powerful power of flesh and blood to force a breakthrough. Practicing the Jade Jiao Essence Body, he has successfully comprehended the four supernatural powers, and the pastoral world has sufficient self-confidence, as long as he is close, he can directly kill the other party.

But.

The way he looks now, but he is just a wisp of divine soul living in the Illusory Realm, with no spiritual power, no flesh and blood, and all he can rely on is divine consciousness and small demon magic.

"Well, it's a bit of a hassle!"

The pastor couldn't help but shake his head.

At this moment, a flame flower, dripping and spinning, flew towards him.

The pastoral world flickered and disappeared in place again.

In high-speed movement, he is equally agile, releasing dozens of small demon spells in a row.

The thunder and thunder that flashed with brilliant silver light roared away from all directions.

It's just that their target is not the oncoming flame flower, but the banshee.

The Thunder Lord is fierce, destroys evil, and at the same time, has unparalleled speed.

In comparison, the speed of the flame flower is undoubtedly more than half a chip.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Gang Lei burst into the banshee's body and smashed it into her body.

"Firesuit!"

Caught in a heavy siege, the banshee Yan Ming did not panic at all, and under the mysterious mask, a soft drink came.

The words are not falling.

Suddenly, fiery red lines lit up on her body.

The red fireworks, like hundreds of branches, bathed in flames, soon wrapped around her feet, around her waist, and around her arms.

In the blink of an eye.

The fire vines wrapped around her whole body, and from a distance, it looked like a flame flower that had been magnified several times.

"Bang!"

Under the violent and unparalleled explosion of Gang Thunder, layers of silver ripples were stirred, and even the void could not stop trembling.

Wrapped in flame flowers, Yan Ming is like a delicate flower in a storm, precarious, as if it could be broken at any time.

Zizizizi

With the explosion of one thunderbolt after another.

The flame tea looming in the flame flower was like being swallowed by a thunder net, and there were silver snakes and thunderbolts swimming all over the body.

However.

Yan Ming is always safe!

Suddenly.

The eyes under the mask flickered with a cold glow.

Her delicate body shook slightly, and the flame flowers on her body sparked brightly.

Those non-stop thunder snakes weakened in an instant, until they completely dissipated. And the flame flower that had always been around her suddenly shone brightly.

The domineering Gang Lei was actually sucked clean by the flame flower.

And immediately after.

An already flawless flower, blooming little by little.

The blazing red flames were mixed with a little silver light, and an even more dangerous aura rushed towards the face.

"Thunderfire?"

"I'll go!"

The herd world couldn't help but gasp.

Before the cold air was exhausted, his keen consciousness throbbed again, and he once again quickly burst back more than ten steps.

And almost at the same time.

The banshee, her hands slowly raised towards the sky, as if she was embracing the sky, and her movements were extremely elegant.

And with her movements, the huge flame flower that wrapped her delicate body exploded with a bang.

She's all over her body.

Suddenly it was filled with countless flame flowers, no, it was thunder sparks.

At the same time, the flowers of flames and razers were densely layered, filling almost every inch of space in a three-zhang radius.

They spun and roared.

It is like a fierce beast staring at its prey, eyeing it fiercely.

"It's a big game. ”

The pastoral world couldn't help but smile bitterly.

There are so many thunder fires, it would be strange if a swarm of bees rushed over, tsk, and not be blown up into slag.

On second thought, though.

A touch of anger could not help but rise in the pastoral world's heart.

If there is a means he is best at, it is undoubtedly the flame.

From the beginning of his debut, the ancestor sealed a Taijing Crystal Seed in his body. And he had personally experienced the riot of the Sun Crystal, and was almost swallowed up by the fierce Sun Essence Fire.

For this unparalleled power.

He has experience and familiarity that ordinary people can't match.

And, of course, the means of control. However, today, he turned out to be suppressed by a banshee, in this way.

It's a bit of a slap in the face, and it's very heavy.

"Although there is no solar crystal, there is no solar essence fire. ”

"But it should also be possible in the little demon arts. ”

The herd narrowed, ready to take a desperate gamble. Although there are still many ways to try, at this moment, he desperately wants to use fire demon magic to prove himself.

If other demons knew his thoughts at this moment, they would definitely scold him to death.

That's the fire god Yan Ming, she has always been good at fire demon arts, and what she has must be an incomparable fire top-level demon art.

At this juncture, it is extremely unwise to still use fire demon magic to fight against it.

As for the little witchcraft?

Damn it.

Isn't this asking for your own death?

However.

For the pastoral world, the little demon art was the only magic he knew.

It's not because he doesn't have any other magic to practice, but all along, he thinks that there is no need to practice other magic at all.

Little witchcraft is the root of all witchcraft.

Although it is basic, although he is simple.

But I don't know.

All the witchcraft, even those of the highest rank, are also bred from this most basic thing?

The expression becomes solemn,

Little by little, the pastoral hands were raised.

He began to perform his little hex.

A cloud of light, with a bang, rose and enveloped the entire left hand.

It was the light of the little demonic arts, faint and flowing, with wisps of colorful and brilliant light marks, which was very beautiful.

And his right hand, his movements are slow and heavy, constantly interweaving layers of mysterious lines.

"Little demon magic, with the demon array. ”

"Perfect fit!"

The pastoral world mobilizes all the divine senses.

At the same time, the dazzlingly fast left hand and the slow right hand like a turtle crawling collide together in an extremely strange way.

Time.

At this moment, it seems to suddenly become slow.

And look closely.

The hands of the pastoral world are undergoing incredible changes.

The little demon magic glows with a charming brilliance like flowing water, like a budding flower, little by little, wrapped around the right hand.

An inexplicable force quietly bloomed.

Until.

The last glimmer of brilliance completely penetrated into the right hand.

"Sting!"

The Pastoral Realm only felt that countless dazzling lights like sword light suddenly burst out from his chest, and then a terrifying force full of destruction took shape in his right hand.

Like an ancient beast.

Awakened from the endless silence, he breathed a desolate breath and raised his head slightly.

Majestic eyes!

Right hand, push it out little by little.

A golden figure, accompanied by the whizzing pillar of light, slowly revealed.

"Wow!"

A roar, with endless majesty, resounded through the boundary wall.

The golden figure, rising in the wind, was finally completely exposed to the eyes of the demons.

What is that?

It was a three-legged golden crow.

It's just that this time the three-legged golden crow is not transformed by the sun's essence fire.

It.

It is the product of the perfect fusion of small demon magic and demon array, an epoch-making product.

Flickering wings.

The three-legged golden crow was suspended in mid-air for a long time, and the three strong roots that supported the sky were thick and majestic. The head raised high was even more indifferent and majestic.

It's like a king.

Indulgent, wanton, looking down on everything.

Suddenly.

It freezes the body.

The air of the entire Illusory Realm froze at once.

Feel the threat of the three-legged golden crow.

The banshee, who has always been elegant, finally has a move.

Both hands pressed hard.

Those thunder sparks that filled every inch of space suddenly roared out.

There are thousands of strange flowers, drawing a series of blazing light marks in the air, like countless meteor showers falling from the sky, swaying away.

The final blow.

The pastoral world squinted, trying to maintain the stability of his consciousness.

Ignoring the oncoming meteor shower, his hands were still meticulously paddling in the void.

All the divine consciousness is poured into it without reservation.

Suddenly.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and the arc was still extremely conspicuous even in the current tyrannical and boiling boundary wall space, even in that dazzling light.

Come on!

Almost at the same time.

In the indifferent pupils of the three-legged golden crow, two red dots suddenly lit up.

A domineering aura of destruction surged out like a volcanic eruption.

Spread your wings.

It turned into a flash of fire and smashed straight ahead.