888: C888 The Flame Tyrant of the First Generation Died

C888 The Flame Tyrant of the First Generation Died

In the midst of the battle that everyone's eyes were converging on!

He saw that the black fireball had already met with the Demon King Armor!

In the blink of an eye, the waves of Zhen Qi swept through the void, causing the surrounding land to instantly cave in!

At the same time, an endless stream of heat crazily surged. A large mushroom cloud soared into the sky, followed by countless sounds of collision, explosions, and the sizzling of flames!

The sky changed color, and the clouds churned!

This time around, one attack, one defense. However, the explosive force of the collision was enough to shake the entire sky!

No one could clearly see what was going on on on the battlefield. They only knew that in this exchange, victory and defeat would be decided!

But at this time, while the martial artists were still discussing who would win and who would lose!

An explosion sounded out as the sky began to churn with dense divine lightning. Like a magnetic storm, it turned the center point into a domain of lightning!

The raging storm began to strangle them, and several purple streaks of lightning violently descended from above the black demonic flames!

"What is this!"

"Heavens, this world-shaking divine lightning, could it be that it was done by Yan Wushuang?"

"Impossible!" Yan Wushuang is known as Monarch Yan, he used Ghost Lamp, the fire attribute Zhen Qi he cultivates, how could there be lightning? "

"Don't tell me!"

It was different from the lively discussion.

Hua Xunyu had long since retreated out of the way. As she looked at the scene in front of her with shock, an unprecedented look of seriousness emerged on her face.

She couldn't tell if this lightning bolt was Xu Liusu's, or Yan Wushuang's secret technique!

If it was the lightning that Yan Wushuang had summoned... Then the situation would be bad!

"Junior Brother Xu..." "You must be safe and sound …"

Her lily-white hands could not help but come together again, her fingers intertwined.

Hua Xunyu stared nervously at the dust cloud in the middle of the battlefield, unable to see what was going on inside.

He could only pray …

Soon, however …

Hua Xunyu suddenly felt her body becoming lighter, as if the blank space in her mind had been filled.

Following the appearance of this feeling, the originally black seal hall on her snow-white forehead recovered!

"This, this is!"

Hua Xunyu held her lips tightly, not daring to believe it!

The disappearance of the black purple color on the Inscription Hall meant that the wisp of soul that had been extracted by the evil spirit had recovered!

If the soul recovers, then that means … The Ghost Lamp in Yan Wushuang's hands!

It had already shattered!

"Junior Brother Xu …" Hua Xunyu hurriedly looked over and called out softly.2

The dust and wind that lingered around him had gradually dissipated, revealing a figure!

Just as the smoke and dust dispersed, a faint golden splendor, like a golden flame in the mist, jumped out!

"Phew …"

Xu Liusu's entire body was bathed in golden light. That's right, it was the Golden Sun of the Buddha!

At the last moment, he used this vast and mighty Buddhist true qi to wrap his entire body, preventing Yan Wushuang from rebelling before his death …

Otherwise, just based on the frenzied killing of those vengeful spirits and evil spirits!

He would never let Xu Liusu stay where he was without a single injury!

"Junior Brother Xu, are you alright …"

Hua Xunyu rushed over to his side and supported him up.

Xu Liusu looked at the girl beside him and smiled lightly. "It's alright, Sister Hua. His Ghost Lamp was completely destroyed, and his vengeful spirit was not completely sealed inside. Your injuries …"

Hua Xunyu spun happily in a circle, dancing gracefully as she said with a smile, "Junior Brother, look. Senior Sister is fine!"

"Haha, that's good …"

Xu Liusu smiled knowingly.

They looked over, and saw that Yan Wushuang's entire body was already charred black, all of them were scars from being roasted by flames and struck by lightning. The scariest thing was that his Demon King Armor had completely shattered, a big hole had already burned through his chest, and his internal organs had been chopped into pieces.

He was dead beyond dead …

A distinguished master of the Yan Sect..." Die!

"Ding! Congratulations to host, you have killed Yan Wushuang. You have received 200 Hedonist Points and 50 Luck!"

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