Nine color flame, burning, turned into dragon and Phoenix hovering over the body of Chu Xuan, sending out the breath of the emperor's fear.

The emperor was so frightened that he hastened to activate the Dharma formula to stimulate more ghost Qi and primitive evil Qi, and even beat the divine sword constantly to stimulate the strongest sword meaning of the divine sword. The boundless purple Qi and blood rippled to communicate with the mountain peak transformed by Hongmeng sword idea.

The meaning of the sword is flowing towards the divine sword made by the emperor. The sound of the water reverberates in the heaven and the earth.

Chu Xuan sees the situation, the reason has not paid attention to.

The magic formula that he pinched became more and more mysterious and complicated. The sound was like a bell and the thunder exploded.

"Red lotus industry fire, up!"

"Burn the sky, God's flame, rise!"

"The flame of time and space, rise!"

"Green lotus really fire, up!"

"Purple thunder, fire up!"

……

Chu Xuan's mouth continued to jump out of nine words, the common to the flame burst out of his body.

Around him, there are nine kinds of strange images, such as real dragon, Phoenix, rosefinch, chaotic green lotus, Suo Ni, red lotus, space-time mirror, primitive devil and ancestor witch. Each kind of strange sound is congealed in essence, not illusory, but real.

Each kind of vision, is representing a divine fire, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black and white, nine colors constantly flash in the eyes.

The nine colors represent the nine kinds of flames, which are intertwined and integrated with each other under the seal formula of Chu Xuan, which has become a kind of strange flame unprecedented and never appeared since ancient times.

The flame was like a little green lamp flickering in the void, only the size of bean curd. It looked as if a breeze could destroy it.

Whoosh!

In the startled eyes of the emperor's spirit, he could see Chu Xuan standing with his hands down and no longer moving. The nine color flames of the size of bean curd fluttered and flew into the colorful fog.

Bo, like a little spark fell into the fuel, a single spark can start a prairie fire.

Hula

Without a sound, the color fog was ignited instantly and burned up.

"What magic is this? Why can so much divine fire be melted into one? What are those colorful mists? Why has the master never seen it? "

At this moment, it is hard to hide the fear of the emperor's spirit. His spirit can not be seen and extinguished. He excites his magic power madly and squeezes Qi and blood and everything.

He has only one idea, to delay the pace of Chu Xuan, for the master to fight for a second is a second.

However, he had a bad feeling in his heart that he might not be able to delay for long.

When the emperor's spirit was crazy to stimulate his potential, he saw that the burning sea of color fire was around Chu Xuan, and the breath of the other side was changing rapidly, and there was a very different breath.

At the moment, the original two evil breath is not.

The smell of the colorful fire is hard to describe, and no words can be found to describe it.

In the sea of color fire, it sometimes exudes the spirit of panic, sometimes the spirit of the ghost devil, and sometimes the spirit of vitality.

No matter what kind of breath it is, it contains a kind of torrential weather flame that destroys the sky and destroys the earth.

No attribute of the breath, fusion together, and was ignited, in which the dragon tail, stirring the storm in the sea of fire.

"Go!"

Chu Xuan's two fingers and sword, one point forward, the sea of fire turned into a river of light, like a river burst of levees, raging toward the place where the emperor's spirit was located.