"Leave your body to Ben-kun."

The mysterious voice fell, and Yuwen Changsheng only felt that his body began to be out of his control, and then, a fierce fluctuation that was violent to the extreme, centered on Yuwen Changsheng, kept spreading outward.

Yuwen Changsheng's original consciousness was already very weak, and after this fiery fluctuation and scorching, he had finally lost the last trace of consciousness, and his entire body was already controlled by that mysterious voice.

"Can you still handle the heat?"

At this time, "Yuwen Changsheng" had already gotten rid of Kaiyu Wen Ling'er's embrace and stood up again, only to see his head slightly lowered and looked at Yuwen Ling'er.

Looking at Yuwen Changsheng who was familiar but a little unfamiliar in front of him, there were sparks flashing in his eyes, and Yuwen Ling'er didn't know why for a while, but from his body, he didn't feel the slightest malice towards himself.

"You... You're not an immortal brother, who are you? ”

Hearing this, Yuwen Changsheng didn't reply, but turned his head to look at the mana giant seal that was falling from his head, and then smiled disdainfully.

"Mere psychic realm humans."

Yuwen Changsheng threw down a few faint words, and Yuwen Ling'er was slightly stunned after hearing it.

At this time, Yuwen Changsheng's whole body suddenly began to burst out of Dao flames, however, these flames did not cause any damage to Yuwen Changsheng's body and clothes, but the wounds on his body, after the burning of the flames, actually began to emit a faint smoke, and then quickly repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What is the situation with this kid!?"

Seeing that Yuwen Changsheng could still stand up, and felt the strange fiery aura emanating from Yuwen Changsheng's body, in the distance, Murong Sen's eyes were half-closed, and he raised one hand to resist the blazing air waves that continued to spread from Yuwen Changsheng's body.

And the onlookers, when they saw the miracle caused by Yuwen Changsheng again, they all burst into applause, as if they didn't expect Yuwen Changsheng at this time to have the ability to stand up, and the blazing aura it showed at this moment is showing that Yuwen Changsheng seems to be going to use what kind of hole cards.

Yuwen Changsheng raised his left palm slightly, at this time, the left palm that had been pierced by Yuwen Bingyi's sword had already healed, and above his middle finger, an extremely pure flame was jumping, and then his middle finger was bent inward, his thumb was against the finger of his middle finger, and he aimed upwards at Murong Sen's giant seal spell technique, and with a flick of his finger, the small flame on his middle finger had been bounced away, and flew straight towards the giant seal of mana.

When the two met, the flames seemed to pierce through the mana seal directly without any resistance, flying into it without a single collision sound, and then within the giant seal, the small flame quickly spread, filling the entire mana seal, and it actually broke the giant seal by force.

"Hmm!"

Affected by the mana connection, the moment Murong Sen was broken by the giant seal, an old blood flowed directly from the corner of his mouth, covering his chest, trying to suppress the mana and qi and blood that kept tumbling in his body, as well as the inexplicable blazing heat that followed.

"What are you kidding!? My spell skills? ”

Seeing that the giant seal of mana was easily broken, Murong Sen's pupils shrank.

"Hmm!"

On the other side, Yuwen Changsheng was also at the moment when the giant seal was broken, his throat was sweet, and a hot blood couldn't stop spurting out.

"Is it that all these years of recovery are not enough? only urged such a little power, but there was such a backlash. ”

Yuwen Changsheng knelt on one knee, holding a black stick against the ground with his right hand, and stabilized his body.

"Although I don't know where you come from, don't pretend to be Benjun anymore, show your form!"

Looking at the black stick on his right hand, Yuwen Changsheng's soul power urged, and a stream of pure flames rose from Yuwen Changsheng's right hand, and then covered the entire club.

Under the scorching flames, the stick began to gradually twist and deform, but as the transformation continued, a resisting force suddenly came out of the stick, resisting Yuwen Changsheng's control.

"The blood pact of the previous holder... But it seems to be very weak, is it a long-term relationship? ”

Feeling the reverse fluctuations within the stick, Yuwen Changsheng snorted softly.

"Boy, for the sake of the nourishment of the magic power in the past twelve years, this gift is given to you."

Yuwen Changsheng muttered to himself, then bit the thumb of his left hand, and a trace of essence blood swept across the stick, and then the magic of both hands changed, and the flames wrapped around the stick became stronger and more solidified, and its fiery temperature also rose.

Looking at Yuwen Changsheng's strange behavior, in the distance, Murong Sen's eyes changed, he could accurately feel the change in Yuwen Changsheng's aura at this time, Yuwen Changsheng at this time was not the person who was ravaged by him at will a moment ago.

"Elder Mu, this Yuwen Changsheng is..."

Mr. Huan stared intently at Yuwen Changsheng's actions, and there was a trace of disbelief in his pupils.

"In the Yuwen clan just now, my induction should be right, although this Yuwen Immortal Soul Seed is deep, it has not produced a soul flower, but why at this moment... No, this is not a refining method, the refining method emphasizes the ultimate skill, but at the moment, his method is quite simple and crude, as if he just wants to achieve some purpose with this strange red flame. ”

Mu Lao stroked his long beard, as if he wanted to see something from it.

"But then again, the red flame on this kid's body at this time is also quite peculiar, not only that, but I feel that when this red flame and blazing qi wave appear, his aura seems to be changing with it, what else is hidden in this Yuwen Changsheng."

At the edge of the square, Murong Sen shook his hand, and he had already taken out a spear from the Qiankun bag, and danced in a circle with one hand, seeing that the things in Yuwen Changsheng's hands were faintly undergoing indescribable changes, so he tapped his toes lightly, and his body was already rushing towards Yuwen Changsheng, for fear that it would change later.

In the field, Yuwen Changsheng was pouring all his energy into the gradually changing stick, and after the scorching of the red flame's high temperature, the blood contract mark that was originally hidden in it had been burned and erased, and then, the essence blood of Yuwen Changsheng, which had just been wiped on the surface, had been sucked into it at this time.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, a violent wave spread.

As Yuwen Changsheng's essence blood was completely absorbed by the stick, a wave of soul power with the same breath as Yuwen Changsheng surged out from the stick, and the affinity with Yuwen Changsheng had also reached a new height after being marked with a new blood contract imprint belonging to Yuwen Changsheng.

"It's finally done."

After a few gasps, a few sweats oozed from Yuwen Changsheng's forehead.

Looking at Murong Sen, who was rushing towards him, Yuwen Changsheng waved his hand, and the stick that was originally black with a trace of white lines was dyed with a little red flame color at this moment, turning into a dark appearance, and quickly distorted and deformed.

Murong Sen held the spear horizontally, and the mana of his whole body was wrapped around it, at this time, in the face of Yuwen Changsheng, even if he had absolute suppression in the cultivation realm, he did not dare to have any support.

After all, the lion fights the rabbit, and he still has all his strength, not to mention, the rabbit in front of him still doesn't know what kind of hidden secret.

On Yuwen Changsheng's side, as the stick deformed, it actually transformed into a six-foot spear, and then according to the length of Yuwen Changsheng's hand, it began to shorten to the length that was suitable for Yuwen Changsheng's body shape at this time.

Facing the oncoming Murong Sen, Yuwen Changsheng also held the spear horizontally, and the red flame with a high temperature was wrapped around it, with a sky-high flame, and Murong Sen collided, and in an instant, from the moment the two magic weapons touched, a strange fluctuation suddenly spread, and the coercion contained in it, with the two of them as the center, the mana in the middle of Murong Sen's psychic realm and the high temperature of Yuwen Changsheng's red flame were mixed together, causing instant shattering to everything on the ground and around it.

And as the fluctuations spread more and more, the surrounding buildings outside the central square also began to be affected, and they were crumbling by the blazing air wave in an instant.

But the most offended, or those who are not strong enough, but insist on coming to join in the fun, when the heat wave spreads, people with a little eyesight, have already taken the first step to make a move, jumping outward, and those who can't escape, at this time have been directly swept over by the heat wave and fly upside down.

But for Yuwen Ling'er, who was not far behind Yuwen Changsheng, Yuwen Changsheng at this time was very skillfully controlling the surge of the blazing air wave to avoid hurting Yuwen Ling'er.

Seeing that the stick in Yuwen Changsheng's hand had been transformed into a dark spear, connecting with the two tips of his magic weapon, Murong Sen took advantage of the distance to get closer at this time, and finally took a serious look at the changes in the spear in Yuwen Changsheng's hand.

I saw the spear in Yuwen Changsheng's hand, under the cover of red flames, the barrel of the gun was dark luster, with flame cloud engravings, the tip of the spear and the gun were all silvery, the blades on both sides of the tip of the gun were like fire, the gun was round and thick at the end, and the faint soul power fluctuations emanating from it were no different from the feeling when Yuwen Changsheng cast the mantra talisman.

"The magic weapon in this son's hand is very weird."

As if vaguely sensing the extraordinaryness of the magic weapon held by Yuwen Changsheng, Murong Sen maintained the offensive of the spear with his right hand, and continuously changed the magic technique with his left hand, and whispered in his mouth:

"Moonlight Wind Strike!"

Before Murong Sen's words fell, his right hand was already spinning sideways, and the spear in his hand began to turn rapidly with the mana that Murong Sen continued to inject, even if he opened it out of his hand, the spear could still be firmly stalemate with Yuwen Changsheng's red flame spear.

With his hands free, Murong Sen instantly changed his hand shape, swinging back and forth, urging the mana in his body, without any hiding, a mana whirlwind had formed from Murong Sen's body, his palms were pushed out, and the mana power was released, and all the mana whirlwinds were applied to the spear, forming a dense and small wind blade, which swept away towards Yuwen Changsheng.

In the face of Murong Sen's solid mana suppression, although Yuwen Changsheng's posture of holding the spear was steady, he began to gradually fail to resist Murong Sen's forced retreat from the actual cultivation realm.

"Hmph, I dare to get an axe in front of this gentleman!"

Yuwen Changsheng's arms and body, under the continuous impact of the mana whirlwind blade, had already begun to appear subtle blood marks, but at the same moment that the wound appeared, it would be instantly repaired by the red flames that suddenly rose in his body.

"Do you really think that your magic weapon can be able to defeat the red flame of this monarch?"

Yuwen Changsheng smiled, and then on the spear in his hand, the red flame covered began to grow rapidly, and the temperature on it caused the clothes on Yuwen Changsheng's body to gradually lose the influence of the blazing heat, and began to spontaneously combust and destroy.

At the same time, affected by the high temperature of the red flame, there was also Murong Sen's magic weapon, but as the temperature of the tip of the spear in Yuwen Changsheng's hand increased, the tip of Murong Sen's spear began to show signs of melting, even with the blessing of mana, it could not stop the influence of this mysterious red flame.

"Damn!"

Murong Sen has become famous in Yunxuan Town since then, and the strange things he has encountered over the years are not as good as the series of contradictions between Yuwen Changsheng and the Murong clan over the past few days.

Looking at Yuwen Changsheng, who had endless strange methods, Murong Sen at this moment was deeply suspicious of everything that had been established in Yunxuan Town all along.

"In Yunxuan Town, no one can defeat the Murong clan!"

Murong Sen roared wildly, and at this time, he was already in a cloak, looking like crazy.