Silence, deathly silence.

At this time, Yanfall seemed to have lost his sense of hearing, and his brain instantly became blank, but there was a fluttering heartbeat in his mind.

His lips squirmed, and Yan Cheng spat out four words that only he could hear: "This is impossible. ”

Firefall was absolutely sure that the previous blow was the strongest attack he had ever unleashed, and the power was at least several times higher than the one in the gladiatorial arena, and Firefall was confident that even if a seventh-order powerhouse was hit by this blow, he would at least be hit hard.

But what was the real scene in front of him? The huge light cocoon was still glittering, gentle and powerful, and there was not a trace on it, which meant that Firefall's strongest blow didn't even cause even a single bit of damage to it.

It can be said that this is completely beyond Yanfall's imagination, and he pinched himself hard, and the real pain made Yanfall understand that he was not dreaming.

The light on Xiao Zi's body dimmed a lot, and at the same time, he stretched out his chubby little hand to caress Yan Fall's cheek, as if he wanted to comfort him.

But now Yanfall has not come to his senses, even in such a dangerous situation as the gladiatorial arena, Yanfall retains the last bit of self-confidence, and successfully escapes with the destructive power of the strongest blow.

But this time, Yan Cheng gave birth to a feeling called despair in his heart.

The strongest blow, but it did not leave any traces on the other party, and anyone would be desperate.

Flamefall staggered back two steps, his expression a little sluggish, he also had a hole card, and the only hole card, which came from the fifth-order ancient magic on the yellowed booklet.

But will this magic really be useful? Flamefall has no confidence at all, not to mention whether this magic can be successfully released, even if it is successfully released, this magic is only a fifth-order magic, the power of ancient magic may be very strong, but Flamefall can be sure that its power is definitely not comparable to that of Flame Wheel Slash.

Gradually, Yan Yan clenched his fists, and his eyes revealed a kind of love called Death.

At this time, Yanfall could only pin his hopes on Flame Jue and Leng Rou, and all he could do now was to delay as much time as possible, even if it was to pay for his life, he would not hesitate to do so.

What Yan Fall didn't know was that at this moment, Yan Jue and Leng Rou's faces were also extremely ugly, their eyes were looking at the sky above the Fire Cloud Swamp, their fists clenched, and their hearts were full of unwillingness.

The two dazzling purple pillars of light in the air before, they all saw it in their eyes, and they could naturally distinguish whose power these two pillars of light belonged to, the pillar of light that lingered with a little gray-black gas was the same as the breath on the demon race's body, and the other knife-shaped flame of more than 100 zhang size saw that there was an aura that belonged to the flamefall on it.

Now after the violent collision, there is only one pillar of light left in the sky, and this pillar of light belongs to the demons.

In other words, in the previous battle, Yan Fall was defeated.

This was both expected and unexpected for the two great heavenly beasts.

"It seems that the kid who walked out before is really unusual, and from him, I feel a familiar atmosphere. ”

Zhi Mo put his finger on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, and then looked at Yan Jue and Leng Rou with a little deep meaning.

Yan Jue and Leng Rou's faces were ugly, and they didn't answer, they all knew in their hearts that with the wisdom of the wisdom of the demons, they should have seen something, they were all beyond the ninth-order existence, and it was possible to feel the breath above at such a distance.

"This breath is a bit like the Emperor's Flame ......"

Zhi Mo said thoughtfully, but he was interrupted by Yan Jue just halfway through speaking, only to hear Yan Jue smile coldly, and said, "I didn't expect that after a thousand years, your wisdom has retreated." ”

Hearing this, Zhimo's face changed, everyone has weaknesses, and Zhimo is no exception, he can't listen to others say that his wisdom is low!

"Don't you understand what it means? There is only one Emperor Flame Phoenix in the world, and now he is imprisoned by you, can you admit that the prophecy is true?"

Flame Jue sneered at each other, and the last sentence made Zhimo's face suddenly difficult to look at.

Hearing Yan Jue's words, Leng Rou was stunned for a moment, and then her complexion changed slightly, and she said to Yan Jue with some surprise: "Could it be that the prophecy is true?"

Yan Jue smiled, did not speak, just looked at the Wisdom Demon with a mocking gaze.

The faces of the Wisdom Demon and the Desire Demon were ugly, and they still vaguely remembered the vision that appeared in the sky when the Demon Race was sealed thousands of years ago, it was a line of words, and a line of words became the words of their Demon Race's heart disease.

"Thousands of years have passed, the demon clan has attacked again, the bloodline of the Holy Ancestor, and the overlord has landed. ”

These seemingly ordinary four sentences have become a ban on the demon race, and the demon emperor personally ordered that no one can reveal it, otherwise he will be punished by the most cruel punishment of the demon race.

The first two sentences say that after a thousand years, the demons will invade the magic continent again, and the last two sentences ...... The Holy Ancestor bloodline, several major heavenly beasts on the continent can be called Holy Ancestors, but these powerhouses know that the only one who can truly be called the Holy Ancestor is the Emperor Flame Phoenix.

The bloodline of the Holy Ancestor, the overlord king's landing, when these two sentences appeared, a terrifying coercion also swept down from the air, and it was that coercion that made the two seals not loosen in the slightest for thousands of years.

All in all, no matter what this prophecy means, it is a bad thing for them demons!

The Wise Demon narrowed his eyes and stared thoughtfully in the direction of the Fire Cloud Swamp.

Inside the Fire Cloud Swamp.

Flamefall was pale, sweating profusely, and there was a strong and outrageous fire elemental aura near him, he was preparing, accumulating all the magic power he had left, as long as Baker broke out of the cocoon, Flamefall would launch an offensive as soon as possible, and victory or defeat would be in one fell swoop!

Knock knock.

The sound of heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and a trace of fine cracks appeared on the giant cocoon, and within the cracks, it seemed that something was constantly wriggling.

Taking a deep breath, Yanfall's palm pointed forward, and behind him, hundreds of purple spears were floating in the air, in order to prevent Xiao Zi from falling into a deep sleep again, this time Yanfall did not use the power of the Emperor Flame Jue, but chose to use magic.

One hundred fourth-order magic fire spears drained the magic power of Yanfall's whole body, and this was because of the rich fire elements around him, otherwise fifty would be the limit.

The crisp voice made Yan Yan's whole body tense instantly, and his eyes also revealed a resolute look.

I saw that the cracks on the giant cocoon were getting bigger and bigger, and finally the entire cocoon was covered with cracks.

Yanfall's expression was highly concentrated, as long as his palm fell, the more than a hundred fire spears behind him would bombard Baker's body at the fastest speed, this was Yanfall's last hope, and there would never be a slight difference!

Laugh at......

A sound sounded like a leak, and the next moment, time seemed to have stopped for a moment, and in Yanfall's slightly dilated pupils, the giant cocoon shattered, and the terrifying waves of qi spread out in all directions, rendering all the surrounding qiē into a gray-purple color.

Flamefall's palm also fell with a bang at this time......