As the energy storm gradually weakens over time until it dissipates.

The world has finally returned to calm again.

However, when the scene in front of them was fully revealed, everyone's hearts trembled fiercely.

The ground was littered with rocks and deep ravines that had been torn apart.

In the void, pitch-black cracks the thickness of thumbs slowly wriggled and recovered like small snakes.

That's a spatial rift.

Everyone forgot about the battle, and they searched everywhere to find the traces of Liu Ling and Saint Nineteen.

Are these two guys, caught up in that terrifying storm, still alive?

"Ahem. ”

Suddenly, a cough sounded, and everyone hurriedly looked.

I found a hand suddenly stretched out from a pile of rubble, and then the whole pile exploded violently. A figure rushed out.

The upper half of his clothes were long gone, and only a few pieces of rag hung on it.

The sturdy body was exposed, and the surface of the body was covered with a little bit of crystalline light.

There was not a single scar on the surface of his body, as if the terrifying energy storm just now had not caused him any damage.

The long black hair fell in a mess, covering half of his face, but the eyes that were as deep as the sea shimmered.

This person is not Liu Ling, who else could it be?

"What a horrible flesh. ”

I don't know who exclaimed.

The people present, they asked themselves if they were the ones who were caught in the energy storm before, if they didn't die, they would be seriously injured.

But Liu Ling was stunned that he was not injured at all, this kind of body was too terrifying.

"What about the Holy Nineteen?"

Bat Jiutian turned his gaze, but he didn't find the figure of Saint Nineteen.

"Really?"

"Impossible, with the ability of the Saint Nineteen, how could Liu Ling be his opponent with a mere one. The ghost screamed.

He didn't want to believe it, and he couldn't believe it.

Liu Ling glanced at Ghost Li, and then turned his gaze to another place.

"Holy Nineteen, I know you're not dead, get out. Being a turtle with a shrunken head is not your identity. Liu Ling's voice sounded faintly.

Rumble.

As soon as Liu Ling's words fell, the place he had just looked at exploded.

The Nineteenth came out of the earth and landed firmly on the ground.

However, the Holy Nineteen at this time did not look very good.

His body was covered in dirt, and there were traces of blood hanging from the corners of his mouth.

The aura fluctuations on his body were not as stable as before, and the energy storm just now caused him a lot of injuries.

"I really underestimated you. St. XIX said.

His eyes were locked on Liu Ling, as if he wanted to see clearly who the young man in green shirt who suddenly came out was sacred.

"You've always been blind. ”

"Do you really think you can get carried away if you have a little advantage? ”

Saint Nineteen suddenly laughed strangely, only to see him open his arms and shout loudly: "Holy Fire Hell." Come out. ”

In the cracks of the rubble, a lot of milky white flames suddenly sprung up.

The flames flickered like dancing elves.

When a gust of wind blows, they rise against the storm.

In just a few breaths, all the nearby ground turned into a Hellfire.

The scorching temperature seemed to melt everything in the world, wrapping Liu Ling's body.

"Liu Ling ......"

Seeing this, Dongzhu and Dongkui hurriedly rushed up.

But he was forced back by the terrible flame.

"Stop them. Saint Nineteen snorted coldly.

Bat Nine Heavens, Ghost Force, Blood Wuji and Demon Zheng glanced at each other, and they all swept out of their bodies and blocked in front of the two of them.

"I said Dongzhu, let's not meddle in other people's battles. The ghost smiled predictively.

"Fuck off. ”

Dongzhu didn't care about the ghost force's mood, and slashed out with a sword, wanting to force the ghost force back.

But he didn't expect that the ghost would not retreat but advance, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of black mist, directly turning the sword into invisibility.

And the other three also pounced at the same time, and all their strength exploded in an instant, entangling Dongzhu and Dongkui to death. You can't get out.

"Haha Liuling, I see who will save you. The 19th laughed.

As long as Liu Ling was trapped in his Holy Fire Hell for a quarter of an hour, Saint Nineteen was absolutely confident that he would not be able to refine Liu Ling without even the scum left.

He controlled the milky white flames, turning into hideous fire dragons, devouring towards Liu Ling.

The fire dragon opened its teeth and claws, revealing its bloody mouth, wanting to swallow Liu Ling in one gulp.

Swish.

Liu Ling's five fingers were bent, and with his hand as a claw, he poked forward directly.

In an instant, he grabbed the neck of the fire dragon, and then with a slight force, the entire fire dragon instantly exploded into invisibility.

If it is concocted in this way, the remaining fire dragons will also be solved in this way?

"Nice flame. ”

Liu Ling carefully felt the milky white flames around him, and sighed heartily.

This milky white flame had probably reached the third-rank level, which was one level higher than the Soldier Demon Saint Flame he had obtained for the relics of the Soldier Demon Saint Clan.

It's just that now the flame seed of the Soldier Demon Holy Flame is still pregnant in his body, and he can't get out.

I don't know how this guy Saint Nineteen got this three-grade flame, but he obviously can't exert the power of this milky flame.

Otherwise, even if Liu Ling was not afraid, he would not be so easy.

"Xiaohuo has also been found, this guy has been seriously injured before, let's give him a few more high-grade flames to make up for his body. Liu Ling said secretly in his heart.

Now isn't this milky flame another kind?

It is of the same rank as the big Riyan that Xiaohuo has eaten before, and Xiaohuo will definitely like it.

Liu Ling had to admit that although the number of partners was slowly increasing.

But Liu Ling's closest thing in his heart has always been Xiaohuo.

The Origin Fire Body activates and the Heart of Flame activates.

Liu Ling's mouth opened wide, and endless suction came out of his mouth.

It's just that this suction is only useful for flames.

A large mass of milky white flames was swallowed into Liu Ling's abdomen, and he was like an innate divine beast gluttonous, devouring the flames endlessly.

"Hahaha, Liu Ling. Feel the despair. "Saint XIX was overwhelmed with pride.

At this time, Liu Ling should be struggling in the Holy Fire Hell, feeling what despair is, and then regretting that he shouldn't have offended him.

"What a situation. ”

Saint XIX, who was in YY, sensed something unusual.

His soul was connected to his own flame, but he suddenly found that his own flame was dwindling at an alarming rate.

Although it was not the Origin Fire, it had lost so much for a while, and it also had a great impact on him.

"Poof,"

Saint Nineteen's mouthful of blood spurted out, and it was instantly evaporated by the terrifying heat of the holy fire.

"There is only one person who can create such a situation, Liu Ling. A fine light flashed in the eyes of the Saint Nineteen, and he quickly guessed that the abnormality of the Holy Flame was that Liu Ling was playing tricks.

"Liu Ling. ”

He roared angrily, he couldn't go on like this.

Otherwise, before Liu Ling was burned, he would have retreated because of soul damage.

With a wave of his palm, the milky white flame that had just soared into the sky began to fade rapidly like a tide.

The disappearance of the sea of fire revealed Liu Ling's figure.

He swallowed the last milky flame into his stomach and burped.

"That...... Tastes good. Liu Ling praised sincerely.

The milky white flame was the most delicious of almost all the flames he had ever eaten.

The entrance is silky and has a hint of creaminess.

Saint Nineteen's mouthful of old blood almost couldn't hold back, and spurted out directly.

Together, you've come here for dinner.

"Sure enough, it's you. ”

Saint Nineteen gritted his teeth with an expression of gritted teeth, Qingxiu was not there, but he looked extremely hideous.

What the hell is this Liu Ling, how can he even eat flames, isn't he afraid of burning his internal organs and dying?

"Don't be excited, why don't you just eat your flames, are you so excited?" Liu Ling glanced at the blood stains on the corner of Saint Nineteen's mouth, and hurriedly persuaded.

This kid has too little heart.

"Poof. ”

Saint Nineteen couldn't bear it, and finally spurted out another mouthful of blood, and the whole person was extremely sad and angry.

How can there be such a shameless person in the world, God, send a thunderbolt to kill this guy.

Liu Ling scratched his head embarrassedly, did he go too far?

"Hey, are you still fighting?" asked Liu Ling.

"Fight, if I don't kill you, it's hard to understand the hatred in my heart. Saint XIX roared angrily.

"Okay. ”

As soon as the words fell, Liu Ling directly turned into a streamer and shot over.

Under the stunned expression of the Saint Nineteen, raising his hand was a casserole fist of love and rewarded the other party.

Hundreds of thousands of catties of huge power poured out in an instant, and a clicking sound could be clearly heard from the jaw of the Saint Nineteen.

Rumble.

Saint Nineteen's body was thrown far away, and finally smashed a small mountain, directly smashing the mountain peak.

The rocks rolled down, burying the body of the Nineteenth and erecting a grave for him.

"This guy, was he beaten stupidly, why didn't he block it?"

Liu Ling looked at his fist suspiciously, could it be that his strength was already as strong as this, so that Saint Nineteen was knocked away without even having a chance to react?

"It has to be so, it must be so. Liu Ling became excited.

Sure enough, some people say that fighting is the best way to get promoted.

Mom, I got it.

"Liu Ling, you are shameless. ”

Just when Liu Ling was enlightened, the "grave" of the Saint Nineteen suddenly exploded, and the figure of the Saint Nineteen burst out from it.

He stood in the air, his chin a little crooked, apparently caused by Liu Ling's fist.

Saint Nineteen stared at Liu Ling with seven points of killing intent, two points of hatred, and one point of grievance.

Faintly, Liu Ling seemed to see the tears flickering in the eyes of the Saint Nineteen.

"Crying?"

Liu Ling scratched his head and was stunned for a while.

It was the first time he had seen this kind of fight and cry.

Q: How do you comfort someone who is crying in a fight?

Waiting online, it's in a hurry.

Compared with Liu Ling's bewilderment, Saint Nineteen was really wronged.

He had never suffered this kind of grievance, and today he was repeatedly deflated by Liu Ling's hands, making the emotions in the heart of this fifteen-year-old boy indescribable.