Just as Duan Wenjie was in shock, the fireball in front of Chen San's palms suddenly rose, and after it grew to seventeen or eighteen zhang, it finally stopped.

The huge fireballs of seventeen or eighteen zhang were in front of Chen San's palms, hanging on both sides like mountains and mountains, and the misty red light that revealed reflected Chen San between the narrow gaps of the two fireballs in a blur.

"How is that possible!?"

After being shocked, Duan Wenjie saw such a silence, and exclaimed again in his mouth.

Not only Duan Wenjie, but also the three of Wangxin, Ye Le, and Bai Shuanglan, who had been watching Chen San's actions, couldn't help but exclaim in surprise after seeing this scene.

"In less than two breaths, you can cast two Yanglong Fire Divine Techniques, and the size of this fire egg is clearly a Fire Divine Technique that can only be condensed by Jindan monks!

Ye Le couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, with a look of depression on his face.

"Fortunately, this person is not from the Spirit Inheritance Realm!"

It's the same with a forgetful look, and the face that can't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly is obviously depressed.

"Huh? Isn't this the "Yanglong Fire God Technique" in "Yanglong Zhenyan"? It seems that the master has been trained, but such a big Yanglong fire man, only the master can condense it in the realm of the foundation building period. ”

Looking at Chen San's vague figure in the gap between the two fireballs in the distance, he praised him proudly.

As soon as Xiang Ao's words fell, Qin Ruomei beside her immediately turned her head and glared angrily.

Xiang Aofang and Qin Ruomei's bright eyes looked at each other, and they were immediately defeated, begging for mercy in their mouths: "Yes, yes, yes! It's the junior brother who is arrogant, and the junior brother's magic powers are all passed on by the master, although the junior brother learned the Yanglong Fire Divine Technique first, but the unfathomable nature of the master is not something that the junior brother can spy on, nor can the junior brother compare." It's all right......"

Speaking to the last sentence, Xiang Ao said weakly in a soft voice.

"Just your poor mouth!"

After Qin Ruomei reprimanded, she no longer paid attention to this mouthy junior brother and looked back ahead.

"Hey, hey, hey~~"

Qian Jie and the disciples of the Lingyin Sect covered their mouths and snickered.

As soon as the two mountain-like fireballs stopped growing, Chen San's figure also stopped, and at the same time, under the movement of his mind, the lava-like fireballs beside him bulged even more violently.

With a "poof", one of the fireballs exploded on one side like rain and flames, and a huge pillar poked out of it.

The giant pillar is like a peak, as thick as several feet, and the end is thick and long with five fingers, which is obviously a giant arm.

"Poof" "Poof" "Poof"

The sound rang out one after another, and two huge fireballs like mountains stretched out two arms and legs respectively, and then two arms and big hands were one, and the big hands that spilled out of the fluffy flames slammed into the top of the fireballs.

The ten fingers of the two big hands buckled directly into the top side of the fireball, and then, as if a muscle was rising, the arm composed of bright red and extremely hot suddenly swelled, like tearing the brocade, and tore the fireball from the top of the top.

Four pieces of fire-like clothes fluttered and fell from the air, revealing two giant fire men as tall as more than 20 zhang, with obvious facial features and distinct limbs, like two ancient fire gods falling, standing on both sides of Chen San waiting to be sent.

Just like the Extreme Fire Heavenly Monarch descended to earth, the two Yanglong Fire Gods reflected Chen San in a red light, as if the endless Extreme Fire respected him as the master, and the momentum was extremely impressive for a while.

At this time, the black and white tornado had chased three hundred zhang away, and Chen San, who was pulled by the power of the hurricane, gradually rippled violently with red light around his body, his eyes flashed, and the two Yanglong Fire Men standing with their hands hanging down on their sides immediately opened their mouths, and in a silent roar, they actually took a big stride and ran forward.

Every time he took a step, there was a burst of red light flashing under his feet, and the Yanglong Fire Man ran high in the air as if he was down-to-earth.

The Yanglong Burning Man walked extremely fast, and in one step, he was ten zhang away, and after only twenty or so steps, one of the Burning Men faced the black and white tornado.

Even though the Yanglong Burning Man is extremely large, the black and white tornado with a height of a hundred zhang and a thickness of dozens of zhang on the frontispiece is just like a child facing a strong man, and it seems that he has no resistance.

Getting closer, under the force of the black and white tornado, the flame tail on the Yanglong fire man hunted and hunted, as if it wanted to be extinguished, as if it would dissipate before it really collided.

As if not to be outdone, the Yanglong Fire Man who was facing the black and white tornado suddenly burst with red light, and the monstrous extreme fire surged out from his body, as if he had reverted to the previous form of fire eggs, and the two huge arms as thick as pillars suddenly opened and hugged down.

"Boom"

A dull loud sound rumbled from the place where the Yanglong Fire Man collided with the black and white tornado, and the hundreds of people on the top of the Stone Table Mountain in the distance, except for a few people, couldn't help but feel that their bodies were soft and soft, as if they were about to fall, and hurriedly turned their spiritual power to move their whole body before they retreated from the softness on themselves. 168

The rain of fluffy flames gushed out from the arms and chest of the Yang Long Burning Man who was clinging to the black and white tornado, and was swept by the hurricane of the black and white tornado, and it had already dissipated under the ravages of the hurricane.

Yanglong Huoren raised his head and roared silently, his legs were like iron pillars in the air, and the red light on the soles of his feet was as solid as pulp, even so, he only paused for less than half a breath when he collided, and the black and white tornado moved forward again, although the speed was not as fast as before, but it was still very fast.

"Boom"

There was another dull loud noise, and the other Yanglong fireman who did not face the black and white tornado was waiting for his companion to hold the dragon scroll with one hand, and he went around to the side of the dragon scroll, and his legs rushed forward to hit his strong chest, and he hugged both arms, and the two Yanglong fire men each divided one side to hold the black and white dragon scroll firmly.

In the rain of fluffy and rapid flames, the black and white tornado was beaten again, and the hurried figure stopped.

After two full breaths, the black and white tornado shook his waist, and he actually pulled the two Yanglong fire men to march again, but the speed has become extremely slow, I believe that an ordinary monk in the enlightenment period can avoid the pursuit of the black and white tornado when flying in the sky, let alone Chen San in the late stage of foundation building.

Chen San glanced at the black and white tornado that was still moving slowly after being held by the two giant fire men, turned his head to look at Duan Wenjie, and said loudly: "Although Chen can't completely trap Brother Duan's White Flame Black Dragon, Brother Duan's White Flame Black Dragon should no longer pose a threat to Chen, right? ”

Since the black and white tornado was trapped by the two Yanglong Fire Figures, Duan Wenjie did not have a trace of worry on his face, he still looked as usual, and when he heard what Chen San said, he smiled slightly, looked unfathomable, and replied, "Really?"

After finishing speaking, Duan Wenjie pointed at his hands with halberds, and the spiritual light of his fingertips appeared, and he hurriedly clicked towards his chest.

With the halberd fingers of both hands connected to the dots, a strange flush appeared on Duan Wenjie's face, until one hundred and sixty-five dot fingers fell, and the ruddy turned into an unusual flush cloth on Duan Wenjie's face.

Duan Wenjie's flushed face suddenly puffed out his cheeks, and with a "poof", a mouthful of demonic blood mist erupted from his mouth.

The blood mist did not seem to be the usual dark red color, but a mixture of black and white, like a tornado trapped in front of it, and the black and white colors seemed to be both opposing and compatible.

The blood mist erupted, Duan Wenjie's face flushed and immediately receded, and at the same time, his right arm was raised and waved, and with a flick of his sleeve, a ray of light swept back the scattered blood mist.

Duan Wenjie's right arm shook, his sleeve rolled up to his wrist, and a fist-sized black and white blood bead appeared to be grabbed by him.

Duan Wenjie, whose face was slightly pale, glanced at the blood bead in his hand, raised his head to Chen San with a provocative gaze, lightly threw the blood bead in his hand, and then pinched the trick with both hands and shot out a spiritual light that disappeared into the blood bead.

As soon as the spiritual light was submerged in the blood bead, the blood bead immediately turned into a black and white phantom and shot out, sweeping towards the black and white tornado in the distance.

Chen San looked at Duan Wenjie coldly, and did not stop him from casting spells, as if he wanted to see how the true power of the lore in the opponent's mouth was, and whether he could break it.

The unobstructed blood beads, the white flames and black wind on the waist of the tornado were nothing, and they were safely submerged in the black and white tornado, but at the speed of the blood beads, not many people could easily intercept them, otherwise Duan Wenjie's final lore would be a joke.

After the blood beads were submerged, the black and white tornado did not seem to have changed immediately, and there was no change in appearance.

Suddenly, the waist of the black and white tornado in the rapid rotation was blurred, and the torso torso that could clearly distinguish the black and white color before had now turned gray, and at the same time, the flames gushing out from the torsos of the two Yanglong fire men and the tornado that touched each other increased dramatically.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the two Yanglong Fire Men had been obscured by the flying flames that the black and white tornado swirled out from their bodies, and before the two Yanglong Fire Figures were completely obscured, not only Chen San, but even everyone on the top of the Stone Table Mountain could clearly see that the arms and chests of the Yanglong Fire Men touching the tornado were more than half less.

After the two flying flames exploded from both sides, the black and white tornado, which had stopped in place and could not move before, also shook and began to move slowly.

Not only that, the black and white tornado, which was gradually moving faster, was also growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and within a few moments, its height and waist had increased by more than two percent.

The black and white tornado grew in size, and when the speed increased, the flying flames that burst out from the two Yanglong fire men surrounding its waist were even more violent, and each mass was almost the size of the tornado's waist.

"Bang" "Bang"

I couldn't see the figure, the Yanglong Burning Man was covered by the flying flames, and it had become two flames, and two loud explosions came out from the flames, and the aftermath was like a wave that swung in all directions, and at the same time, two larger flying flames rose into the sky.

The two Yanglong Fire Men who were like mountains and seemed to be extremely powerful were defeated.

"Regardless of whether Duan Wenjie sacrificed Shou Yuan, or the last act of the Great Loss of Vitality, not counting Chen San, who doesn't know if there is a backhand, he is the first person to build the foundation in the Lingcheng Realm!"

With a difficult mouthful of saliva in his mouth, Ye Le, who was pale, said with difficulty.

"Hmm. ”

The same face is extremely ugly, the smooth bald top is covered with fine sweat, and there is no follow-up after only one word in his mouth.

"Hahahahaha!!"

At the same time as the two Yanglong Flame Men exploded, Duan Wenjie suddenly raised his head and laughed, his laughter was rampant, and at the same time, he said loudly: "Chen San, this is the last move of this white flame black dragon, now that your two Yanglong Fire Man Sutras have been broken by me, you still have magical power to resist!"