Chapter 197: The Flame Is Not Extinguished

Seeing Ji Meng, Ying Zhao and other demon saints coming to kill, the Suiren clan immediately turned over and took out a wooden staff with a burning end, like a large torch. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 The flames were burning brightly, distorting the space around them, but they gave people a bright and warm sense of hope, which was the unquenchable fire that the Suiren clan had obtained by drilling wood for fire.

Turning over his hand and taking out the silk clothes of the human whip, the animal skin clothes on his body were also faintly golden, exuding an extraordinary atmosphere.

Youchao also turned over and took out a miniature version of the thatched house-like magic weapon, which was the first house of the human race, and it was an acquired merit treasure that integrated attack and defense.

The Suiren clan, who was holding a flaming wooden staff, was the first to meet Ji Meng, and the wooden staff in his hand rose with flames and smashed towards him.

Knort.. Ji Meng, who blocked the wooden staff with three forks in his hand, might as well the unquenchable flame at the end of the wooden staff swept towards him, feeling the terrifying blazing power, and couldn't help but retreat in a hurry with a slight change in his face.

At the same time, Ying Zhao, who looked quite fierce in a tiger skin robe, also held a mixed iron rod with dense charms on it and smashed towards the Suiren clan.

Disheveled.. In the low muffled sound, while the wooden staff in his hand was diagonally pulling to block the mixed iron rod, the entire wooden staff was on fire, and the inextinguishable flame spread along the wooden staff to the mixed iron rod, burning towards Ying Zhao's hands holding the mixed iron rod.

Hiss.. Ying Zhao, who took a slight breath of cool air, couldn't help but hurriedly withdraw his hand and retreat, and at the same time moved his mind to summon the mixed iron rod back.

"Ying Zhao, his flame evil aura is very powerful, quite powerful, be careful," Ji Meng, who reminded Ying Zhao, waved the three-strand fork again and killed the Suiren clan.

Fei Dan, who had two whiskers and a slightly obscene appearance, held a short spear in each hand and killed the Yi clan. Although the two short spears in his hands are powerful, they may as well be able to create a human whip in the hands of the Yi clan, and the power of the whip is even more powerful, but a random whip is to force Fei Dan to fly back a little embarrassed.

Call.. The whistling wind sounded, and Fei Lian on the side saw the opportunity, and fanned the six-foot-long fan inlaid with many gems in his hand, only to see the dazzling light flickering, and subconsciously squinted his eyes and instinctively threw out the whip in his hand, just hitting the fan and forcing Fei Lian to retreat.

"Huh?" Seeing that the short gun in his hand failed to pierce the animal skin clothes on the Yi clan's body, he stared at Fei Dan, and he might as well throw his hand and hit it with a whip, and hurriedly blocked it with the short gun in his other hand, but he was still hit by the whip and flew out with a cry of pain.

"Her dress is actually a talisman treasure, it's really difficult!" Fei Lian's eyes narrowed.

And the last demon saint of the demon clan who came this time, holding the Fang Tian painting halberd and looking handsome and heroic, was also fighting with the Youchao clan. In the face of the thatched hut that integrates offense and defense in the hands of the Chao clan and seems to be simple and dilapidated, the ghost car is also quite helpless. The thatched hut threw out a smash with amazing power, and the defense was also invincible, and the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand was helpless.

"My Fang Tian Painting Halberd, although it is not a congenital high-grade spiritual treasure, but it is also the top of the innate middle grade, and he can't help his broken thatched house. Could it be that such a broken thatched hut can also be a high-grade spiritual treasure?"

The Five Great Demon Saints and the Three Ancestors of the Human Race fought evenly for a while, and it was difficult to inseparate, but the armies of the two sides fought against the Terran Race, but they soon showed defeat.

First of all, the demon army is more numerous, nearly ten times larger; secondly, the demon army is more elite, and its general strength is stronger than that of the human race; in addition, in terms of combat experience, the demon army that has fought with the Wu clan I don't know how many times has completely exploded this temporary formation of an army of Terran monks who have no actual combat experience and no tacit understanding.

"Is it true that the heavens are going to kill our human race, and God the Father!" Seeing the elite army of monks of the human race, the best group of the human race constantly falling, blood spilling into the sky, watching them grit their teeth and fight hard even though they know that they are invincible, the Suiren clan can't help but turn their eyes red, like a cuckoo crying blood, and roar with grief and indignation, and then the inextinguishable fire burns all over his body.

"Big brother!" Seeing this, the Chao clan first glared and exclaimed, and the Yu Yi clan also hurriedly shouted: "Second brother!"

"Suiren Clan!" the army of many Terran monks were stunned and cried out in grief.

"Eldest sister, third brother, the human race, I'll leave it to you," bathed in the inextinguishable flame, the Suiren clan laughed, and flew towards the most densely distributed place of the demon clan's army, where the space was distorted, and the terrifying blazing power made Ji Meng and Ying Zhao both face change drastically and did not dare to intimidate their edge.

Facing the Suiren clan that swept towards like a fire, the demon clan army was suddenly frightened and hurriedly dispersed, and anyone who couldn't dodge and be affected by the flames, even a little fire, would make the entire body of those demon clans burn, turning into ashes in a roar of pain. This seemingly warm and hopeful flame has become a nightmare for the demon army.

"Haha.. Burn my body, don't extinguish the flame, demon clan, let's go to ashes!" In the midst of laughter, a Terran monk who was a golden immortal cultivator flew into the raging inextinguishable flames around the Suiren clan, turning into ashes, but his blood and qi made the immortal flames burn more violently.

Immediately afterward, the surrounding Terran monks almost did not hesitate to fly into the inextinguishable flame, burning themselves and strengthening the flames.

Soon, more and more Terran monks in the distance flew towards the inextinguishable flame like moths to a flame.

Seeing such a lifeless moth of the human race fighting the fire, the demon clan was stunned, and some people even turned pale with fright, and flew back again and again.

"Bastard, stop them, stop them!" Ji Meng reacted first, and couldn't help but shout hurriedly as he saw the burning immortal fire turn into a sea of fire. It's just that the angry shout is with an inexplicable trill.

Although he didn't want to admit it, the sacrifice of the human race that was not afraid of death had already made Ji Meng feel scared and frightened.

In the face of a group of madmen who are not afraid of death, how many demon sergeants dare to stop them?

Except for a few demon clan sergeants who reacted, most of the demon clan sergeants just watched the sea of fire formed by the unquenchable flame expand. And with those demon clan soldiers who went to stop them, they were frantically killed by the human monks and even blew themselves up to accompany the burial, and the demon clan soldiers completely lost their courage.

"No.. Don't go, don't go again!" The Ryi clan couldn't stand it anymore, and in the blink of an eye, except for about one-third of the dead army of Terran monks, more than half of the rest had already thrown themselves into the sea of fire formed by the unquenchable flame. The blazing flame, still so warm, so hopeful, but a little more bloody.

In the midst of the raging fire, the Suiren let out a low roar: "Burn!

"Burn it.. Don't extinguish the fire.." In the sea of unquenchable fire, there seemed to be a faint sound echoing, echoing, converging into a powerful will, making the flames burn more violently, and the terrifying fiery power made the space distorted and blurred. All the demon clans were covered in sweat, and they didn't know if they were scared or hot.

Ying Zhao was the first to realize that something was wrong, and couldn't help but hurriedly shouted: "It's not good! Get out of the way, withdraw the troops!"

"Run, get out." Seeing that the endless and unquenchable flame spread and swept away like a wave, Ji Meng also stared and hurriedly shouted.

All the demon army birds and beasts scattered and fled, but their speed was not comparable to the terrifying impact speed of the inextinguishable fire sea, which was like a mountain torrent, and in the blink of an eye, the flames were slowly, little by little, quickly devouring the demon army. Many of the demon clan soldiers didn't even have time to scream, and they turned into nothingness in the inextinguishable flames.