In the scorching fireball, its sea of fire rolled out overwhelmingly.

A terrifying will permeated the sea of fire, and in an instant, the raging sea of fire immediately transformed into an emaciated face.

"The shame of the empire needs the soul of you to wash it!"

The emaciated face showed sarcasm, the voice roared like thunder, and the monstrous fire suddenly fell silent at this moment.

Staring at this figure that was completely transformed into flames, Ye Chen's face was expressionless, he knew about the existence of this figure the moment he stepped into hell.

"Is it up to you?" Ye Chen said lightly, not afraid at all, to meet this monstrous sea of fire.

"Hmph!" the deep voice echoed out of the sea of fire again, "The power of the ants still dares to shake the sky!"

Before the words fell, a hideous color flashed on his emaciated face, his eyes were cold, and he opened his mouth and roared: "Ten thousand fires are boiling!"

Boom! The flames of the entire heaven and earth boiled in vain, like magma, and rolled towards Ye Chen.

Looking at this scene, Ye Chen's eyes showed a look of helplessness.

Previously, he had sensed an extremely strong fire origin aura in the Great Qian Empire, and this aura was in the Qi State Lock Martial Hell.

At this moment, he also realized why there was such a strong aura here, just because of these tens of millions of clusters of soul fire, and this fire was infused with the vitality of tens of millions of Martial God Electors.

According to his previous thoughts, it was to devour the flames.

However, at this moment, he was a little hesitant, but this hesitation only existed for a moment, Ye Chen's gaze immediately became extremely firm, slash the martial artist in the fireball, today, he was going to condense the body of the fire origin here.

Boom! The scorching breath came to his face, Ye Chen's right hand pressed down on the Qilin Sword on his waist, and he took a light step forward, the Qilin Sword was instantly unsheathed, and the brilliant sword light rose to the sky.

The roaring sea of fire immediately surged to both sides. Under the gaze of countless eyes, this sword light stabbed towards that face like a long rainbow piercing the sun.

The sharp sound of breaking wind grew stronger, and where the sword passed, the boiling flames immediately fell silent.

In the end, the sword sank into the emaciated face.

The face completely collapsed, and the flames around it became extremely violent, scurrying everywhere.

The sword light dissipated, and Ye Chen appeared with his sword in his hand, looking at the empty heaven and earth in front of him. Its fierce gaze swept out and landed on the fireball that was close to this foot.

The closer he got to the fireball, the more Ye Chen could feel how terrifying the flames contained in this fireball were.

Compared to the aura that permeated this fireball, there was a slightly weaker aura inside.

"In the more than 100 years of Benhou retreat, there has been such a figure in the Martial God Xuan Clan!" The deep voice sounded again, and I saw that in the sea of fire in front of me, a terrifying whirlpool was formed in vain, and an old man in a red robe stepped out of the fire, this person looked to be about sixty years old. His lips were thin, his eyes were slightly concave, and his face was extremely red against the backdrop of the fire.

Lose your hand and come out. The old man's eyes were solemn, and he clearly noticed that the overly young man in front of him was unfathomable and far away. He could feel an earth-shattering oppression.

"Unfathomable!" the old man was secretly vigilant, and was about to speak, when Ye Chen's gaze happened to see. This gaze fell on the old man, and the old man secretly gasped, and a chill rose in his heart for no reason, such a terrifying gaze.

"Cultivating the secret method with the soul of my clan, this revenge, this seat remembers, Qi Zun!" Ye Chen's voice was extremely calm, but the coldness in it could be felt by anyone, especially the old man with his eyes facing him, at this moment, he seemed to hear countless terrible screams.

"How many people this person has killed, even the ants who slaughtered millions of untouchables in the army have never had this murderous aura!"

The old man's heart was shaken, and he had a faint premonition, but he also knew that he had no way out, and his originally slightly gloomy face became extremely hideous: "Qi Zun, you are also worthy of mentioning Qi Zun for ants!"

"Today, Benhou will capture you, imprison you here, and let your soul suffer from ten thousand fires!"

With a cold light in his eyes, the old man's hands fell into the void in vain, and he quickly changed his hand style, and a mysterious mark spread in the palm of his hand.

The moment this mark appeared, the flames around him gathered one after another, covering the old man's whole body and turning into a pair of armor.

This armor is the old man's magical power, he called it the armor of the god of fire, but if the sea of fire is not extinguished, the armor will not break, and he will be unscathed.

It was this kind of supernatural power that knew that Ye Chen's cultivation was unfathomable, and he still had the confidence to stand here.

"Phoenix Dance for Nine Days!" the old man roared, and his back stirred in vain, and the flames gathered to form two huge phoenix wings.

The phoenix's wings flapped, bringing up a fierce wind.

The old man's eyes froze, his figure jumped suddenly, his wings waved wildly, and the whole person rushed towards Ye Chen like a falling star.

Behind him was a monstrous sea of fire, and even the huge fireball followed closely behind the old man, pulling the fireball with the sea of fire, and the old man wanted to use the power of this fireball to kill Ye Chen.

In the face of such a huge blow, below, whether it was the soldiers of the Qi State or the martial arts warriors, they couldn't take their eyes off it, staring at this scene, they knew that this might be a blow that would determine the outcome of the battle.

Countless Martial God Clans clenched their fists one after another, if Ye Chen was defeated by this Locked Martial Hall Master, then the only remaining hope would also be shattered.

"You must hold on!" countless Martial God Clans shouted in their hearts, "We must not be defeated!"

Boom! The scorching wind blew in his face, blowing the long hair in front of Ye Chen's forehead, his dark eyes were calm, even in the face of such a powerful blow, Ye Chen's face had not changed, his left hand was slowly raised, pressed into the void, and said lightly: "All the fires of heaven and earth are under the control of this seat, and this fire is also under the control of this seat!" The plain voice contained an incomparable majesty, this kind of coercion was like the emperor ordering the subjects of the world, all the fires of heaven and earth must be controlled by Ye Chen.

With just one sound, the surging sea of fire actually stopped strangely, and immediately in the old man's shocked gaze, the sea of fire rolled out and crashed into his body, as if thousands of troops were rampage, the old man's face turned pale and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Thanks to the existence of the Vulcan Armor!"

"Otherwise, if I suffer the impact of this ten thousand fires, even I will have to pay a heavy price!"

The old man's heart palpitated, and his blast speed became faster and faster, two phoenix wings wrapped his figure, and the whole person set off a pillar of fire, which ran down, and the huge fireball followed.

"Qilin Finger!" Seeing that the old man did not retreat but advanced, a sneer appeared on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, and his cold gaze swept the huge fireball behind him, how could he not know this guy's intentions, the heavens and the earth were full of fire, he was not afraid, this fireball, how could he be afraid.

As Ye Chen's bland words floated out, Ye Chen's left hand casually pointed towards the void, and suddenly, the pillar of fire that had been carried out clicked and shattered.

The figure of the old man appeared under Ye Chen's sword finger, and the sword finger fell on the old man's chest, and the armor of the fire god, which the old man had high hopes for, was like a piece of tissue paper, directly shattered in half.

The old man's whole body was stunned, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and there was a boom in his body, and the blood mist slammed out, and three flames that he had never seen before flowed in his body, and the blood in his whole body was directly evaporated, and in a blink of an eye, he turned into a bloody man.

"What kind of fire is this?" said the old man's eyes with horror.

"The supreme karmic fire, the fire of reincarnation, the fire of cause and effect!"

A flat voice flashed in the old man's ears, the pupils of the old man's eyes shrank suddenly, and the flames flowing in his body had already wrapped his soul, and his vitality completely dissipated at this moment.

Before he died, the old man turned his head with difficulty, looking at the fireball that was close to this foot behind him, and a trace of hideousness flashed in his dim eyes, "This is Ben Hou's biggest killing move!"

Bang bang! The soul was extinguished, and the old man's body was reduced to ashes in the fire.

Below, more than a thousand Martial God Electors looked at this scene, their palms were already oozing sweat, because they had already seen that the huge fireball was no longer more than a foot away from Ye Chen.

Solving the old man, Ye Chen faced this huge fireball, his expression was ordinary, he did not retreat but advanced, and took a step forward, in countless stunned eyes, Ye Chen rushed into the fireball like a moth to a fire.

The soldiers of the Qi Kingdom, who knew the power of the fireball, showed ecstasy in their eyes, and at the moment when the main hall master fell, they were already extremely desperate, who knows, this terrifying enemy actually rushed into the fireball by himself.

In the past, the hall master once said that this fireball was extremely terrifying, even if he cultivated with the help of the fireball, he only dared to be on the edge of the fireball, and did not dare to go deeper, I am afraid that only the Venerables would dare to rush into it.

From this, we can see the horror of this fireball, "Arrogance!"

"Throw yourself into the net, damn it, you escaped!"

"Cultivation is so terrifying, but the IQ is so low, he actually rushed into the fireball by himself!" (To be continued.) )