Chapter 220: Leaving No Ones

Several people had the intention of retreating, they quietly retreated to the back, seeing that Wen Jing did not move, they still had a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

The pressure on the flames on Wen Jing's body is too great, and those who touch it will die, who can stand this? No matter how many people there are, it is not enough for Wen Jing to kill!

When everyone thought that Wen Jing had given up, Wen Jing suddenly moved, and only saw a beautiful fireworks crossing the sky, adding a color to the quiet dark night.

Everyone's eyes widened, and the fire reflected in the eyeholes was rapidly approaching, and the people in the first row were swallowed up in an instant, and the people behind hurriedly retreated.

Ahhh......h

Six died at a time, simple and rude, the flames burned, the bones were gone, and even the cremation process was saved.

"Rather than sit and wait for death, it's better to fight!" The remaining ten people leaned together, they looked at Wen Jing shivering, a quarter of an hour ago was still majestic, now the cart before the horse.

The newspaper didn't come so fast!

"Everyone is a grasshopper on a rope now, and you can use any housekeeping skills, otherwise you won't be able to see the sun tomorrow!"

"Hehe, I didn't expect my ghost knife to be frightened by a yellow-haired girl, what a big joke. ”

"How do you know she's yellow-haired? Not black-haired?"

“(￢_￢)”

"Can you drive on this broken road?"

"Hey, hey, hey, it's just a feeling, it's just a feeling. ”

A few people giggled, it seemed that there was a lot less fear in their hearts, no matter what, the mentality is always the most important.

Wen Jing looked at it coldly, she didn't interrupt, anyway, these people can't leave, and anyone who dares to disturb her big brother's cultivation will have to die!

Maybe it was the murderous intent in her heart that rose, and the flames on her body became more distinct, the kind of change towards purple Of course, the flames looked so strange in the dark night sky.

Behind Wen Jing is Ye Wei's location, the purple qi in the air is almost gone, and it seems that the eldest brother will wake up immediately.

People don't want to be with you people, Wen Jing's mind flashed a fine light, and the seal in her hand was pinched.

The aura was mixed with the power of the flame to incinerate everything, Wen Jing exploded, soaring into the air in the eyes of everyone, and her original ground was pitch black, which was the trace of being burned.

Since everyone chose to fight to the death, they naturally would not spare any strength, so many people combined, the strength would not be low, no matter how strong Wen Jing's mysterious flame was, she was just a cultivator of the soul realm after all. If it is a state of mind refining here, then these people don't even have the courage to work hard, and the two are not at the same level at all.

Wen Jing flew into the air, like a scorching sun in the dark night, but the light of this "sun" was a little cold.

The sword spirit watched from afar, he didn't intervene, although the cultivation of those people was good, but in the face of the Hades Purple Fire, these people were not enough.

Turning his head to look at Ye Wei in the purple qi, an outline can be seen now The purple qi is slowly being digested by Ye Wei, and the heavenly tribulation in the sky seems to have left.

Life and death, life and death, only through life and death, can there be a glimmer of life.

"Hell burns!"

The blue-purple flames unleashed their most violent side with all their might, accompanied by streams of extremely cold temperatures, and everyone immediately used their aura with all their might, as if they had the strongest combat power.

The smart, elegant, jumping, unpredictable flame light swayed in the night, stretching out in all directions, like a beating elf.

Around the flames was a circular, pale blue circle of light that fluttered, as if it had been blocked by darkness and stagnant, and the flames were blazing, sometimes casting rapid reflections on the outside of the aperture.

The snow melted quickly, and the surrounding trees seemed to wither. Sweat permeated the foreheads of these people, and the endless oppressive force was too strong, as if they were about to suffocate at any time.

As the flames surrounded them, the battle was about to end, Wen Jing's cultivation was not strong, she was only a little better compared to them, but she was definitely not the opponent of these people joining forces.

However, this mysterious flame is simply like an open hanging, and no one can stop the erosion of the flame.

Wen Jing's eyes were fierce, her handprints changed again, and the flames suddenly rose high, enveloping everyone, accompanied by a few screams, and the night sky was quiet again.

There was only a faint light of fire burning, shining on Wen Jing's little face.

Wen Jing put away the flames, her eyes changed to their original color, and she couldn't help but exhale when she saw that there was no one around. I stepped on the clearing, and the snow on the ground had melted after being burned by the fierce flames, and even the water had evaporated.

"Good job. The sword spirit leaned against the tree, looking lazy and seemed to be very leisurely, and when he saw Wen Jing walking back, he praised him.

Wen Jing just smiled at this and didn't say anything, as if it was just a small thing.

"Isn't it over yet?"

The sword spirit looked at the sky and replied, "It should be soon, I still underestimated his comprehension, this guy is simply open." ”

"Of course, I can feel it when I meet my big brother for the first time, he is definitely not an ordinary person, and I still remember the momentum of being upright and upright. ”

"You know so much at such a young age?" Sword Spirit was a little surprised.

"I'm not young anymore, doesn't my eldest brother look like he is only seventeen years old?"

"Seventeen years old......" After Wen Jing's words, the sword spirit suddenly discovered that Ye Wei was only seventeen years old, and his cultivation had reached a point where those who were dozens of years old could not reach it.

Sixteen years of precipitation, erupted within a year, no one can believe this, right? Even the sword spirit didn't dare to say that, he had never seen such a thing, no wonder such a demonic genius would lead to life and death.

Click......

A small voice suddenly came, and the two of them remained on guard at the same time, most of the people who could come here at this time were enemies. And this voice definitely didn't come from Ye Wei's side.

Someone's coming!

Who is it? The sword spirit observed very carefully, his strength had not yet recovered to its peak, it was only in the early stage of heart refining, and someone approached and did not find it, which means that this person's cultivation was at least in the early stage of heart refining.

"Be careful, this person's cultivation is not low. Sword Spirit reminded.

Wen Jing nodded subconsciously, if the person who came was refining the state of mind, then he could only rely on the sword spirit, although his flame was strong, it was not enough to threaten the state of mind refining.

The night had slowly faded, and there were a few chirps in the woods, and many demon beasts were ready to come back and occupy their own territory, for them, the most terrible catastrophe had disappeared, and it was time to return.