"Damn, that's awesome." Meng Yi screamed excitedly, made a gesture to retract, and the violent momentum suddenly retracted into his body.

Hu Yong was also excited at this time, the supreme secret only had two breaths of life and death before, but now he added a violent breath, which was really exciting.

"Stinky boy, you urge a little internal fire on your fingers and see." Hu Yong's face was filled with a hint of a smile and said.

Meng Yi still did so, and as soon as the internal fire was urged, a tiny flame immediately appeared on his fingers, secretly red. Hu Yong roasted the dagger he had just used on the flame.

Suddenly, Meng Yi's eyes were once again full of violent eyes, and the dagger actually melted, yes, a complete dagger began to turn into drops of molten iron under the baking of the flames.

"Earthfire." Meng Yi and the old farmer uttered these two words almost at the same time.

Life is on fire, it is estimated that this should be a strange thing in the past and the present, Meng Yi felt a little pain more and more, he had an impulse, since he was so strong, why not find someone to practice his hands, so that he could know his strength.

Therefore, when Meng Yi glanced at the old farmer with a wicked smile, the two immediately knew what Meng Yi was thinking.

"Okay, since you want to try your hand, the old man can learn something, I want to see how much strength you stinky boy has." The old peasant suddenly stretched out with a strong momentum.

Meng Yi suddenly found that his hair stood on end, although the assessment of the strength of the immortals was already very high, he didn't expect it to be so strong, but the so-called arrow had to be sent on the string, and Meng Yi had to go up hard at this time.

Hu Yong stepped aside with a smile, in fact, he also wanted to see what realm Meng Yi had reached.

"Boy, pay attention, I guess you have already lost your head before you can really perform the cycle of life and death." The old farmer reminded before making a move.

When Meng Yi heard this, a cunning look flashed on his face.

The old farmer was just about to say something bad, but the ink-colored cyclone above Meng Yi's head had already formed.

"Damn, I'm so convinced." The old farmer roared angrily and took the lead in attacking, he didn't want to wait for Meng Yi's momentum to come up completely, waiting to be beaten passively.

The speed of the old farmer is teleportation and dodging for Meng Yi.

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That's just a wish.

The Heavenly Eye at the center of Meng Yi's eyebrows suddenly opened, and the internal qi also penetrated into it, and the divine sense was firmly locked within ten zhang of his body.

The black light of the Heavenly Eye immediately took on a dark red color after it was infused with internal qi.

Although it was only a little change in dark red color, the old farmer did not dare to approach a single inch at this time, he could feel the terrifying aura contained in it, mixed with the breath of earth fire, even if he was as strong as him, he did not dare to be too presumptuous under the earth fire.

However, there is a limit to everything, and when the old farmer noticed that in the dark red light, the breath of earth fire was extremely thin, and he was relieved, although the earth fire could hurt him, but such a thin earth fire density was not enough for him to see.

Therefore, with a horizontal expression, he immediately attacked Meng Yi, and the light of the Heavenly Eye mixed with dark red suddenly locked the old man firmly in it.

Meng Yi was extremely shocked in his heart, on weekdays, the weakening ability of this Heavenly Eye was very strong, no matter who was in his lock, even if he still had the strength to fight back, the speed was not enough for him to see.

However, even after the old farmer's speed was weakened by the Heavenly Eye, it was still not comparable to Meng Yi, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Meng Yi's side.

"Boy, it's still a little tender." The old farmer sneered.

"Not necessarily." Meng Yi's body suddenly retreated sharply, and before the old man could understand what was going on, suddenly a small ink-colored cyclone had reached his head.

"Me!" The old man let out a depressed sigh, and before he could escape, he was enveloped by the inky cyclone.

Meng Yi immediately stood in the distance and watched the cyclone's operation, for the lethality of the cyclone, Meng Yi had not tried it in the immortal-level old monster, but as long as the old farmer's situation was in danger, he would immediately recall the wheel of life and death.

Maybe Meng Yi's worries were redundant, no matter how long he indulged in the ink-colored cyclone, the vitality of the old farmer still did not receive the slightest impact, and even rampage inside.

Meng Yi was shocked, the old man's collision with the cyclone was naturally the collision with the divine consciousness, this was an unbearable process, every time the old farmer hit it inside, Meng Yi's head wrinkled.

The pain of the divine consciousness is fundamentally different from the pain of the body, this is completely a heavy blow to the brain, Meng Yi felt that the root of the brain was buzzing under the bombardment of the old farmer.

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If it continues like this, it is estimated that before the other party is consumed, his divine consciousness has already collapsed, Meng Yi let out a sigh of annoyance, and immediately withdrew the law decision, and the ink cyclone disappeared abruptly.

As soon as the law was withdrawn, the old peasant's overwhelming attack struck again.

Mom, don't die, Meng Yi suddenly felt a sense of despair, and suddenly shouted: "Don't fight..."

The old farmer's attack was instantly retracted, and Meng Yi's numb scalp was much more comfortable, but when Meng Yi opened his eyes, an unfamiliar figure appeared.

"Big brother, who are you?" Meng Yi asked in surprise.

After hearing this, the person in front of him immediately became angry, angrily hated Meng Yi, and wanted to eat him.

"Hahaha..."Hu Yong couldn't help laughing wildly on the side, "Old farmer, old farmer, you also have today, I won't talk about you, haha..."

Meng Yi finally saw this person's face clearly, although his whole body was scorched, although his hair and beard were completely burned into a black paste, this person was an old farmer.

Holding back the urge to laugh, Meng Yi asked tremblingly, "Senior, are you okay?" “

"Humph!" The old peasant snorted angrily, then turned around and despised Hu Yong fiercely, and then disappeared in front of the two of them with a swish.

Meng Yi looked at Hu Yong strangely, couldn't hold back any longer, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Yuqing is here." Hu Yong suddenly said something that made Meng Yidan hurt, "You say it again!" "Meng Yi did have some egg pain.

"Yuqing is here, it seems that he still has a person called Forgetfulness, and he has lived here for more than half a year." Hu Yong looked at Meng Yi with a wicked smile and said.

"Holy!" Meng Yi scolded secretly, swished, and immediately flew towards Hu Yong's residence, "Don't call me within two days." Meng Yi left a word and disappeared into the void.

Hu Yong looked at the place where Meng Yi disappeared and pursed his lips and smiled.

Qin Yuqing and Ding Wangqing were basking in the not too warm sun next to a newly built ice cave at this time, and when a black dot flashed across the sky, the two didn't care, and often flew around by the old farmer and Hu Yong.

However, when the familiar aura rushed with a sharp fluctuation of emotions, the eyes of the two women showed an unbelievable ecstasy.

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