"Haha!haha! Ignorant human beings, do not extinguish the black flame, burn everything in the world, you do not die, it does not die, enjoy it, wail to your heart's content, with my powerful Black Saint Skeleton King to send you to the end, you should be content!" The black skull fell to the ground, and the rather humane butt sat on the ground, like eating melons, and sat and watched Mo be burned by the black words in the wind. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Pain, pain, pain!", a soul-tearing pain came, swept away by this terrifying tearing pain, Mo Suifeng trembled all over, as if he was going to completely return to the West in the next second.

"Zizizi!" The sound of flames burning skin and flesh came into Mo Suifeng's ears, and he watched his blood begin to dry up, his skin became charred, and he dried up inch by inch, but there was nothing he could do.

"Is it about to fall here? Is life about to wither before it has time to shine? Is it ......." Mo Suifeng's thinking is blurred, his heart is so confused, and his heart is so annoying.

The moment the flames burned, he already knew that this bullshit indestructible black flame, from the inside out, every wisp carried terrifying energy, which was not something he could stop at all.

"No......... No..........I'm not reconciled!I'm not reconciled!" Mo Suifeng suddenly clenched his hands into fists, his eyes burst, and he was angry with the sky, and the unwillingness in his heart soared into the sky.

"Hey, hey, that's right, wail, resentment, anger! When you die, the king will bury your ashes in a dung pit and leave you with a stench for ten thousand years, and when you die, the king will kill all your family, and the king will drink all their blood and suck up their bone marrow. The black skeleton sat on the ground, laughing wildly, sarcastically, and mockingly.

Mo Suifeng heard these words in his ears and remembered them in his heart, his face was distorted and deformed by distortion, and his heart was even more hateful and angry. But at this time, there was nothing he could do, his skin was burned, cracked, and fell off, and before the slightest blood could seep out, it evaporated, and he fell to the ground with a thud, as if he was going to turn into jerky in the next moment.

Time gradually passed, Mo Suifeng's consciousness began to blur, although he still had to clench his teeth and wanted to hold on to the past, but his skin was all turned into charcoal, his body had begun to shrink gradually, and even his divine thoughts were retracted into his body, and two lines of blood and tears flowed out of his eyes, but as soon as they overflowed, they were evaporated again.

He still wants to persevere, until the last moment, he is still unwilling to give up, maybe this black flame will be extinguished in a while, maybe a miracle will happen in a while, he still wants to go home, and he wants to go back to the earth to see.....

However, the black flame did not give any hope, and continued to burn, not only did it not show the slightest sign of extinguishing, but on the contrary, because of the nourishment of his physical body, it became more and more prosperous.

God has the virtue of a good life, and there will always be a glimmer of life left in the world.

At this moment, the long-dormant "Yanhuang Small World" suddenly moved, as if waking up from a big dream, and as if smelling delicious, the little ball trembled violently, emitting a strong, hungry and thirsty feeling of wanting to devour.

Mo Suifeng's mind moved, and the crystal wall of the small world was cracked a little, but no matter how small the small world was, it was still a world. This crack suddenly produced an extremely terrifying suction. The small world began to move at Mo Suifeng's behest, as if it had seen a fishy cat, and it was unscrupulously operating in his body, quickly devouring those black flames that were claimed to never be extinguished.

The black flame was greatly reduced, and Mo Suifeng's consciousness was awake.

At the moment of the great enemy, Mo Suifeng didn't know if the small world could destroy these black flames, and he didn't know if he could survive, but he knew that if he didn't destroy that damn skeleton, even if the black flames were extinguished, he would definitely not end well.

Mo exerted force under the wind, the stone pavement cracked layer by layer, the soul devouring spear shook, and the end of the world suddenly launched, and a dodge arrived in front of the Black Saint Skeleton King.

At this moment, life is at stake, where does Mo Suifeng think of what to collect information, where do he still want to get moves, the big gun trembled violently, with all his strength, with a snort, it slammed into the eye socket of Skeletron.

"You can't kill me, you can't kill me, I'm ......... Oh, no, no, no...."

As soon as the black skeleton was halfway through his words, his arrogant expression suddenly disappeared, and his mouth was wide open, not believing that he would die at all. But the facts are the facts, the black skeleton could no longer make the slightest sound, and its body trembled violently, like a sheep's epilepsy, shaking non-stop.

The Bloodstreak Soul Eater Spear, which specializes in defeating demons and devouring living souls, is born to be the nemesis of this kind of ghost skeleton.

In less than a moment, a strange light poured into the Soul Eater Spear along the tip of the spear, and the poor Black Saint Skeleton King, even though he had monstrous skills, never had a chance to use it again, and completely lost his soul and disappeared into the air. The black skull fell, and the bones of its whole body were like building blocks, crackling and falling to the ground.

Mo Suifeng is also sharp-eyed, with the fall of the Skeleton King, a strange black phalanx bone leaked, and among a bunch of black bones, this phalanx bone did not return to dullness with the fall of the black skeleton, it was still black and bright, and it was strange and abnormal, obviously not an extraordinary thing.

Man dies for money, and birds die for food. Mo Suifeng himself was riddled with black flames, and his life was about to be lost, but when he saw this finger bone, he was still greedy for money, his eyes lit up, he put away the soul devouring gun, and picked up the finger bone with a twitch of his brain.

Originally, after the absorption of the small world, the flames around him had been absorbed, but the moment he picked up the phalange, the phalanx suddenly turned into a black light, and suddenly it penetrated into his body and fell silent above his dantian.

However, although the phalanges were silent, the moment the phalanges turned into light, they brought a new round of black flame to Mo Suifeng, and the flame that was about to be extinguished burned wildly again after getting a new boost, and it was a little stronger than the original black flame.

If you don't die, you won't die.

At this moment, Mo Suifeng completely believed this sentence, he wanted to slap himself twice, why was he so greedy?

The black flame is burning more and more, but this time is different from the last time, the magic is that I don't know if it is because of the drill of the finger bones, or because of the small world, although the black flame is more prosperous this time, but Mo Suifeng feels that it is not so hot and unbearable.

If people can think, they will think about things.

Immortalizing the black flame, there is no doubt that it is the ultimate fire, although I don't know if it has anything to do with the spiritual fire, but Mo Suifeng still did not hesitate to refine the "Nine Turns Tibetan Elephant Sutra".

The second layer of the "Nine Turns Tibetan Elephant Sutra" needs the ultimate fire, and this inextinguishable black flame wraps his whole body, from the inside to the outside, with no dead ends, which is the best environment for exercising the "Nine Turns Tibetan Elephant Sutra". But it doesn't matter if he's useful or not, there's no other good way anyway, so he can only use a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

I have to say that Mo Suifeng was very lucky, his "Tibetan Elephant Sutra" posture had just unfolded, and a cold instantly spread from his veins and flesh to his entire body, and a piercing cold rose from his heart.

For Mao??Mo was stunned by the wind, his face was full of confusion, why is it so cold.

His thoughts paused, his movements immediately stopped, and the cold in his body was also a twitch, and the immortal black flame took this opportunity to instantly expel all the cold qi, and Mo Suifeng fell into the hot lava again.

One cold and one hot, ice and fire.

Mo Suifeng no longer dared to have the slightest distraction in his heart, one move, one style, one board and one eye, on this vast and empty plain, he practiced the "Nine Turns Tibetan Elephant Sutra".

An hour later, Mo Suifeng finally finished his work and returned to his senses, he found that the Immortal Black Flame had really completely disappeared from the inside out.

But at this hour, all of Mo Suifeng's physical strength and energy were exhausted, and he didn't even have time to be happy, and before he could find a safe place, his eyes went black and he fainted like a dead pig.