There are many people who can control the Flame Dragon's attacks, and the Flame King is by no means the only one.

When it comes to the momentum and prestige of the attack, Ye Feng, who can also use the Five Dragons Xiangtian Sword to transform the dragon into an attack, has to admit that in terms of the control and power of the flame dragon, he is far inferior to the Flame King.

As the two dragons rushed forward, the wind formed a crimson wall of fire.

Heavy energy erupted from the wall of fire, compressing the surrounding air into bursts.

With a loud bang, the flame dragon collided with the black blade in Huang Liang's hand.

Ye Feng clearly saw that Huang Liang's body trembled under the violent impact, and his arms quietly drooped a few inches.

Huang Liang was hit hard, but he was not shaken away.

The black blade in his hand slashed from the fire dragon's jaw to its tail, and actually split the fire dragon in half.

After cutting the first fire dragon, Huang Liang let out a strange laugh.

Suddenly, he shook his hand violently and threw the blade in his hand directly.

The black sword drew a shining arc in mid-air, striking accurately at the fire dragon's head.

With another explosion, the fire dragon's head exploded into countless sparks, and the huge dragon body fell heavily to the ground.

Huang Liang waved his hand and slaughtered the two fire dragons, which made Ye Feng suddenly startled.

Huang Liang's strength is only an eighth-level sword king, but at this moment, the power he revealed by slaying the dragon with a wave of his hand is not just an eighth-level sword king.

"Could it be that Huang Liang has been hiding his strength?" Ye Feng speculated in surprise.

Thinking of Huang Liang's performance before, Ye Feng shook his head and gave up this idea.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in Ye Feng's mind.

He slowly injected vitality into his eyes, and he couldn't help but be surprised at this look.

The white mist on Huang Liang's body was so thick that it almost covered the whole person.

His clothes, necklaces, bracelets, including the rings on his fingers, were all extraordinary treasures.

"Is this Huang Liang robbing the jewelry warehouse?" Ye Feng thought in a daze.

By now, he could understand why Huang Liang had never shown any cowardice in the face of the Fire Warrior and the Flame King. If he wore so many treasures, he would be full of confidence.

Seeing that Huang Liang had slain the two magma fire dragons, hatred flashed in the Flame King's eyes.

Steeply, he put his hands to the sky, releasing surging energy fluctuations.

Behind him, the vitality swirled with magma more than ten meters high, surging towards Huang Liang with his head and face.

When the Flame Monarch made a move, Huo Bao also shot angrily, and a white bone claw appeared out of thin air in his hand, grabbing Huang Liang's chest.

"Boom...... "Facing the attack of the Flame King and the Fire Lord, Huang Liang let out a strange laugh.......

He didn't resist the attack of the two, but jumped and ran quickly out of the cave.

"Two stupid people who don't know the so-called so-called, do you want to kill me with this little strength?" Huang Liang smiled strangely as he fled, and in the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared around the corner of the cave.

Huang Liang fled, and people could see at a glance that he was turning the tiger away from the mountain. But even though he knew this, the Flame King still had no intention of letting him go.

As the supreme being of the Infinite World, how could he ever be so despised. Right now, even if he knew that Huang Liang had bad intentions, he didn't want to miss the opportunity to kill Huang Liang.

"Huoba, stay here, I'll deal with him. The Flame Lord's tone was unmistakable.

Hearing the Flame King's order, the fire shook for a moment, nodded vigorously, and then levitated above the magma.

At the exit of the cave, the body of the Flame Monarch turned into a golden light, and disappeared suddenly.

Not long after he disappeared, there was a thunderous explosion in the center of the cave passage.

The deafening explosion was mixed with the roars of Huang Liang and the Flame King.

Hearing the extremely fierce sound in the cave passage, Huo Bao couldn't help but become anxious.

He kept wandering around the cavern, keeping an eye in the direction of the exit.

After a long pause, he finally stomped his feet and sat down on the ground next to the lava pool.

Inside the magma pool, the crimson magma tumbled, steaming out countless bubbles.

The gurgling bubbles were muffled by the sound of explosions outside.

Just as Huoba was sitting with his back to the magma pool, his eyes fixed on the direction of the exit of the passage, a palm suddenly stretched out slowly from the magma pool.

It was a flawless palm, white and slender, and with only five fingers, it was reminiscent of the owner of the hand.

The palm of his hand slowly poked out of the magma pool, and then his speed suddenly increased.

Suddenly, the ** palm slumped into the shape of a fist and slammed into the back of Huoba's heart.

The fist waved, and the wind sounded fiercely.

Hearing the wind, Huoba quickly turned back. However, it was too late for him to turn back, and the fist slammed into the back of his heart.

There was a muffled sound, and the flames on the surface of Huoba's body trembled several times.

As if being hit by a huge force of tens of millions of catties, Huoba's body flew out diagonally and hit the stone wall of the cave.

After knocking the fire away, the owner of the arm jumped out of the magma.

Unlike Huang Liang, the woman who jumped out had her body intact and her clothes undamaged.

"You, is it you?" Seeing Chen Nanzhu jumping out of the magma, Huo Ba's face was full of shock.

Suddenly, as if he was crazy, he roared and rushed towards Chen Nanzhu, roaring as he ran: "What happened to Mei'er?"

Chen Nanzhu's body was suspended above the magma, and her pretty face was joyless and sad, cold and cruel.

Hearing Huoba's questioning, the corners of Chen Nanzhu's mouth turned up, and she smiled disdainfully.

"Dead. Your charm is dead. Chen Nanzhu's lips opened lightly and said softly.

"Ah......h

He didn't look at Chen Nanzhu, but his hands quickly formed a strange circular handprint.

"Mei'er, Mei'er, did you hear me?" whispered Huoba.

As the silvery-white light released by the handprint became more and more intense, Huo Ba's complexion became more and more ugly.

By the end, his entire face was distorted.

"Mei'er, Mei'er!" roared hysterically.

When he raised his head, his eyes were no longer full of anger, but raging flames.

"I can't even contact Mei'er, Mei'er must be dead, you killed Mei'er!" Huo Bao roared madly.

His palm slammed into the flames in his chest, and his face was extremely hideous.

The flames that covered his body were torn apart by the fire, revealing the white energy within.

At the mouth of the Huoba's heart, a mass of silver-white energy quickly converged, and finally condensed into a beating silver-white heart.

"Die, die. You're all going to die!" the fire in a state of madness let out a terrible cry.

Suddenly, he put his hand deep into his heart, pulled out the heart where the silver-white energy was converging, and burst out of his mouth with a creepy laugh again.

"Mei'er, soon we will be together again, and when I detonate the energy of light and kill these executioners, we will be together forever, forever and forever. Huo Bao said madly, slowly raising his silver-white heart.

The palm of the fire, the silver-white heart emitted a light that was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

The light not only illuminates the entire cave, but also imprisons the surrounding space and air with the energy contained inside.

Feeling the horror of this silver-white light, a trace of nervousness flashed in Chen Nanzhu's eyes.

She didn't dare to hesitate, quickly took out a porcelain bottle from her arms, and threw it at Huoba.

Before the porcelain vase could fall on Huoba's body, it was shattered by the bombardment of silver-white light.

The moment the porcelain vase shattered, a scarlet flame burst out from the inside of the porcelain vase and poured down on Huoba's body.

"Flames in the center of the earth?" fired, he exclaimed.

He waved his hand to shake off the flames from his body, but no matter how hard he tried, the flames stuck to his body like a bone appendage.

A fingernail-sized flame instantly rose up a fire dragon of more than ten meters, engulfing Huo Ba's body.

Seeing the flames devour the silver-white heart in his palm, a teardrop the size of a bean suddenly fell from Huo Ba's eyes.

It was tears of remorse, tears of sadness, tears of loss of a loved one, one's own dying, tears of despair.

At the last moment of his life, Huobao felt extremely regretful, he regretted that he had not let the fire charm enter the cave, and let her stay outside.

"Mei'er, we'll be together soon. Standing in the sea of fire, Huo Bao, whose life was gradually fading, suddenly said with a smile.

With the last of his strength, he swallowed the silvery-white energy in his hand, which was less than the size of a fist.

"Bang", a soft sound sounded from Huoba's body.

The body of the fire, which was slowly melting in the flames, suddenly turned into a silvery-white point of light, filling the entire cavern.

Spots of light floated and danced, glowing like fireflies.

Suddenly, all these points of light flew towards Ye Feng, who was dormant at the top of the ceiling, and then all burrowed into the clothes on his chest.

In the pocket of Ye Feng's chest, the surface of half of the jade pendant emitted a dazzling light.

The energy continued to gather on the surface of the jade pendant, and finally filled in the missing parts of the jade pendant.

It wasn't a round hollow jade pendant, the complete jade pendant was actually a pair of male and female patterns hugging each other tightly.

At the moment when the jade pendant was completely restored, Ye Feng suddenly had an illusion in his heart, a man and a woman on this jade pendant winked at him at the same time and smiled with satisfaction.

The appearance of light revealed the location where Ye Feng was hiding.

Finding that Ye Feng was hiding on the ceiling, Chen Nanzhu's eyes burst out with a cold light.

"Ye Feng!" Chen Nanzhu scolded in a deep voice.

Her palm slowly touched the petal-shaped weapon on her waist, and her body exuded a chilling murderous intent.

Ye Feng jumped down from the top of the canopy, his eyes fixed on Chen Nanzhu's body.

Seeing this woman again, Ye Feng didn't have any amazing feeling in his heart, but was extremely cold.

What kind of woman is this, how can she be so vicious?

Didn't she know that Lianqiao had no chance of winning against the Fire Charm? Or did she treat Lianqiao as a chess piece in the first place, so vicious that she didn't care about Lianqiao's life or death.