The blood dyed the desert red, the black wind blew on the desert, and countless souls wailed in the wind.

"Is this what the teacher called danger? Is this the sin my father committed?"

The soles of her feet were covered with sticky blood and her expression was dull. Semia wandered around the street like a lonely ghost. When the black wind blew, there were people crying to death. In the face of this situation, Semia stretched out her hand to save them more than once, but she couldn't do it at all.

She can live because she has the essence of five levels, while others can only shed blood and die in painful wailing under the influence of the black wind. In the face of such a disaster, as a five changed blood, she is like a newborn baby. She can't do anything except watching, watching familiar, unfamiliar, close and hated, One man after another died in the black wind.

"My Lord, please help my daughter, please."

A weak voice sounded, and a bloody palm stretched out from a dilapidated house.

Hearing the speech, Semia turned her head numbly.

The door was half open. A woman over 30, with waxy yellow skin, wrinkled face and calluses on her hands fell into a pool of blood. She struggled and looked at semiya with pleading eyes. In her arms, there was a little girl about six or seven years old. She seemed to want to use her body to block the black wind for her young daughter.

The heart touched, and Semia's Wooden look had a glimmer of brilliance at this moment.

"OK, I promise your request."

She walked over, squatted down and looked at the pleading woman. Semiya gave a promise, and there was a trace of swallowing in her hoarse voice.

Hearing this, the woman smiled and then disappeared.

In silence, semiya stretched out her hand and closed the woman's eyes. She lied. The woman's child had died long before she came. The black wind was not so easy to resist.

"Even though you know you can't do it, you are still willing to give your life to fight for a glimmer of hope for your daughter. As the new king of this country, maybe I should do something."

With an unprecedented firmness in her bloody eyes, semiya stood up.

Hoo, the red flame spread and ignited the mother and daughter's body. Semia's momentum began to grow wildly. In the early stage of five changes, the middle stage of five changes, and the later stage of five changes, one breath and one change. Then, with an invisible shackle cut off, Semia's breath directly rose to the stage of six changes, and this is not the end.

Oh, the shrill birdsong penetrated the sky, and there was semiya's boundless anger.

Hoo, incarnate the immortal bird, holding the boundless flame, just like the emperor in the flame, semiya flew into the air. There is the source of all disasters. At this moment, the battle in that place has entered a white hot stage.

"Old and immortal, I said you can't kill me. I control the flame crown. I'm the real king."

The dead body condensed again. Looking at savaqi in the distance, Jordan's face was full of madness.

As an old immortal, savaji's strength is really strong. Jordan is not his opponent even if he has the blessing of the crown of fire. Jordan has been "killed" five times in a short hour from the fight to now. However, with the crown of fire, Jordan has a certain degree of immortality, and every time he is killed by savaji will recover again, And its own strength will further grow.

"It's your turn to die this time."

Feel the more and more powerful power in the crown of fire. Looking at savaqi, Jordan made no secret of his intention to kill.

The sacrificial ceremony of howling wind has two functions: one is to pollute the blood of all sentient beings, or to refine the crown of fire twice, so as to shift its essence from blood treasure to hell devil, and the other is to collect the souls of all sentient beings and use them as sacrifices to open the door to hell and lead the arrival of hell demons.

Under such circumstances, with the passage of time, the pollution of the crown of fire has become more and more serious, and more and more forces have been released. Jordan's own strength has also risen with the tide. Up to now, it is not weaker than savaqi.

"The crown of fire is mine."

Unconsciously murmuring, his three bloody eyes were full of madness. Looking at Jordan who was resurrected again, savaji launched an attack again. At this moment, he was completely crazy. On the other hand, Jordan directly welcomed him without any hesitation. His madness was not inferior to savaji. At this moment, his form was very similar to savaji, It was also four arms and three eyes, like a God and a devil. The only difference was that there was a white bone crown inlaid with rubies on his head, as if it had grown out of his flesh and blood.

Buzzing, the void twisted, the two monsters collided again, and the other two six strong men ubano Doyle and delig Doyle were already dead and seriously injured, injured in Jordan's hands and died in savaqi's hands, and the cause of death was only because he showed a sign of competing for the crown of fire in the battle, It can be said that now savaji has stood on the edge of the cliff, only one step away from losing control.

Boom, the two monsters who collided and fell into madness completely let go of their hands and feet. There was no fear at all, and the battlefield gradually approached the ground from the endless high altitude.

Well, Jordan's fist fell, and a huge flame fist seal was formed. After being avoided by savaqi, he directly hit the city of bouai. If this fist is implemented, the city of bouai will completely disappear into the world. That is, at this time, the sharp sound of birds will rise, the sea of fire will surge, and the fist seal will be swallowed up.

Incarnated as an immortal bird, dressed in red Xiayu, she took a look at the two monsters fighting. Without any hesitation, semiya rushed up directly.

At this time, her hard power was a notch worse than savaqi and Jordan, only comparable to the upper title, but the strange ability of the undead fruit gave her the capital to intervene in the battle.

The red flame ignited the sky and burned the earth. The three monsters who mastered the rules of fire fought frantically. However, although the scene was chaotic, semiya, the only one of the three who maintained a clear understanding, still clearly remembered her goal. Even if she was attacked by savaji from time to time, she still focused on Jordan.

After suffering heavy losses and recovering again and again, semiya's own strength became stronger and stronger. At a certain moment, she broke through the boundary again and temporarily reached the level of being close to God. This is the mythical ability endlessly Nirvana given to her by the fruit of the immortal bird. As long as she was not killed conceptually, she could continue to recover, just like an immortal God, And her strength will be enhanced every time she recovers.

Boom, when semiya's strength reached the point of being close to God, the fighting momentum of the three monsters became more and more terrible. The sky cracked, the earth moaned, the hot magma flowed on the earth, the deep springs poured into the sky, and one city after another was affected and disappeared in the endless desert.

"Ah, I must kill you. I won't die. I must kill you."

With an angry roar, Jordan's body was finally blasted again.

After her strength was further strengthened, semiya could do more. Her deliberate targeting made Jordan fall completely into the disadvantage in the scuffle. Although savaqi's mind had been confused, his obsession with the crown of fire still made him launch the most terrible attack on Jordan. Under such circumstances, one enemy two, Jordan was finally defeated again, But he's not dead.

The brilliance of the flame shines, and the power belonging to the crown of the flame flows again. Like before, Jordan's shattered body is about to be reorganized again. However, at this time, the mark belonging to the door in Semia's eyebrows quietly emerges and emits a faint light.