Chapter 2743

"Yanhuo, this is the second strike of Shenhuo! My God, how can he be so fast? Is he from the fifth class star field a real pearl? Now I'm about to be dispelled by the stone wall of Shengzu, and show the brilliance of the Pearl? "

"In a twinkling of an eye, the two strikes of Mingwu Shenhuo are incredible! I remember that the old ancestor seemed to have said that the strongest man who understood the stone wall of the holy ancestor was once aware of six strikes. Did he want to level that record? "

For a moment, there was a lot of noise in the room. In such an amazing picture, everyone had forgotten the Wenbi of Ye Lingfeng and Zhou Hao, and only thought that ye Lingfeng's understanding would end in the third strike of Shenhuo.

"No, the first two strokes of Shenhuo are simple, but the third one is different. It can be said that it is a watershed. He can understand the first two strokes so quickly, but not necessarily the third My God, this This is... "

There are two sides to everything in the world. Some people are optimistic about ye Lingfeng, and naturally others are not. After hearing the words, although they trembled, they scoffed at the idea that ye Lingfeng could not create a brilliant future. But as soon as the words came out, the man's eyes were as dull as if he had seen the most incredible picture in the world. He trembled and put his hands on his mouth for a long time.

"Fire Because at this moment, ye Lingfeng made a bold voice, and the body of rosefinch suddenly turned into a flame, blazing fire tongue Tiandong, completely drained every bit of potential, every bit of spare force, burst out the strongest force.

Boom! In a flash, all the monks whose accomplishments were lower than those in Yuan Ying's middle realm were shocked by the burst of breath. They flew backward and retreated. Even some of them who were weak in their accomplishments were even bloodthirsty.

Three strikes of divine fire He broke through three strikes Zhou Hao sat on the ground with his knees crossed, his head humming like countless thunders. He had forgotten that he had to break through the fourth strike, but he just fell into a deep tremor.

Even if he breaks through the three strikes, the fourth strike is different from the first three. It seems that there is a sense of extinction and immortality, and there is a sense of rebirth of rosefinch. He will not succeed! But soon, his eyes showed the light of hope, longing for ye Lingfeng to stop.

The fourth knock down of the rosefinch is something. It's the flame of the rosefinch's body. After the explosion, the rosefinch's body regains its shape! It doesn't seem to be an attack, but a wonderful way to repair the injury. The cycle of life and death is similar to the change of heaven, but it does not contain all things as the change of heaven. It is only rigidly related to life and death.

"Start a prairie fire!" Staring at the shadow of Zhuque, the holy ancestor in the stone wall, ye Lingfeng uses the magic fire to "burn" three times. After his body turns into fire, he recovers again. After that, ye Lingfeng's eyes are bright and extinguished. If he realizes something in his heart, he drinks softly.

At the exit of words, a mysterious force suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, and suddenly spread out. That kind of power, like a spark, jumped into the boundless grassland. Although Mars was small, it turned the grassland into boundless fire in a moment.

With the emergence of this power, after the third strike of the magic fire, the whole body strength would be like an overdraft of Ye Lingfeng. Unexpectedly, he felt that a boundless force was suddenly born from the deepest part of the skeleton, moistening the whole body like a trickling spring.

Every time the spring flowed through it, it made his body dry, and suddenly became full of new strength.

Even with such strength, he felt that the wounds he had suffered when fighting with Chang Chen had been restored as before!

Even he felt that under such a new force, even the meaning of the sword, which had always been in his body, could be removed if he could not feel it now because he was in the suquexian mansion thousands of years ago!

Fourth strike! He realized the fourth strike! After watching all the fires move together, ye Lingfeng suddenly returns to unity, and ye Lingfeng bravely stands inside the scene, Zhou Hao only feels that it's like a heavy hammer smashing down his self-confidence like a decadent blow!

Zhou Hao felt such a deep frustration for the first time. He was completely shocked by Ye Lingfeng's performance. In a short time, I realized the fourth strike of Shenhuo. This speed is not unprecedented, but also unique.

And such a scene actually appeared on a friar in the fifth grade star field, which was even more frustrating.

And it also means that he not only lost, but also lost to the ground, not even a chance to overturn.

Originally full of confidence, now also like a bubble like smoke and cloud, say those big words, have become a joke.

Not only Zhou Hao, but also the friars of Zhuque immortal mansion were deeply shocked. They looked at Ye Lingfeng in disbelief. It was like a new life of Zhuque bathing in fire. They were shocked and worried.

"The fourth strike is not only a skill of attack, but also a secret skill of repair. If it is combined with the restoration skill of Pan clan, the effect will be even more extraordinary!" For the sigh of the outside world, ye Lingfeng is not aware of it, and he doesn't want to pay attention to it. At the moment, he devotes himself to the process of perceiving the projection of Zhuque, the holy ancestor, and experiencing the nine strikes of Shenhuo.

At this time, the projection of the sage rosefinch in the stone wall changed again, and the body after the rebirth of the fire reappeared the atmosphere of desperation in heaven and earth. That kind of breath makes people shudder. It's almost like the recovery of Ares.Ye Lingfeng was deeply shocked, he constantly followed the action of Zhuque projection to copy. The more he copied it, the more deeply he was shocked. This secret skill was too mysterious and powerful. If it wasn't for his powerful body and strong mind, plus the scene that he witnessed the rebirth and certification of rosefinch, he couldn't have copied it all.

It's a kind of supreme attack skill. It's so complicated that it can't be further complicated. It's so changeable that all the flesh and blood of the body changes. It's the body of rosefinch. It takes the fury and incomparable momentum of the most blazing fire in the world.

One by one, finally, the projection speed of the sage rosefinch in the stone wall became slow, and the original complicated means became simple. It's just like the huge flames on the wasteland, which finally merge into a bunch and gather into one.

At this moment, the projection of the holy ancestor rosefinch in the stone wall is like the rebirth of the road of fire. Standing there, it is like an immortal flame, no matter it has gone through wind, frost, rain and snow, or the vicissitudes of the sun and the moon.

"All kinds of changes, all kinds of means, and all kinds of final unification must be the origin!" Looking at the fixed projection of the rosefinch in the stone wall, ye Lingfeng only felt that his body and mind were constantly shaking, as if he was about to be shaken and scattered by the boundless power.