Chapter 1387： fire

Chapter 1387: Fire

At this time, on the ring, the crowd still couldn't see Feng Hao's whereabouts. They could only see the aftermath hanging, smashing the space, holding the red sword, and constantly falling and chopping each one. Here comes the dark handprint.

If this looks on the surface, it seems that the afterimage has been in a battering situation and cannot be changed, but the big guys on the high platform have seen the disadvantages and advantages.

"If the kid doesn't have any other cards, I'm afraid ... to lose ..."

Wan Hongwen murmured, his eyebrows slightly raised, an expression of worry appeared.

At their level, they naturally see things more thoroughly. In fact, from the beginning, they found that Feng Hao was at a disadvantage. Otherwise, why did they avoid it?

Feng Hao was indeed caught in this dilemma, and it was almost helpless.

In the face of this same level of **** body, he has no advantage at all, if he did not rely on the power of heaven punishment, he might have lost.

This is the case, his condition is not much better, and defeat, it is almost a matter of time.

"Is that all?"

The residual eyes are like blood sea, if the flames are burning, the cold eyes lock on Feng Hao, the evil spirits are transpiration, and the cold words are spit out in the mouth.

Originally, he thought that his final opponent would be Leng Yusen, but he did not expect that Leng Yusen would be defeated by Feng Hao.

Defeated injustice.

Condensing the heaven and the earth, as a result, I also lost my chance of evasion, and cobbled myself.

The afterimage was strange. Why didn't Feng Hao use the crazy offensive against Leng Yusen.

In his opinion, Feng Hao could threaten him, that is, only that kind of offensive. As long as he did not make a mistake like Leng Yusen, he would be able to win against Feng Hao.

"Are you coming?"

Hearing this, Feng Hao was tense all over, his body burned loudly, and a pale golden halo surrounded it, and there was a thin layer of electric arc flashing around him.

"Blood prison."

The residual sound of spitting voices shook the world, and a fierce atmosphere rose up. The whole space of the platform was covered with blood and mist, and it was very terrible, if it was a regional space.

The weird scene happened, in the layer of Shura blood prison that enveloped the afterimage, turned out to be a bright red figure.

This is a personal form, as tall as the afterglow himself, looks like his avatar, bright red and transparent, formed by the Shura blood in his body can be condensed, all holding long swords, irritable, if from Hell The demon messenger came out inside, terrifying.

"Hmm ..."

With his mind moving, these blood-red figures swept up, turned into haste, rushed towards Feng Hao, and the sword in his hand was cut without hesitation. That kind of power seemed to be comparable to the shadow How weak.

"Atlantic Skywalking."

Feng Hao drew from his heart, dare not resist the blood red cricket that was constantly culled, stepped on his foot, and flickered like a ghost in the streamer space and the outside world.

However, these puppets seem to be endless. They kept coming out of the blood prison, and then spread across the two realms to hunt down Feng Hao.

"Damn it."

In the face of such an intensive offensive, Feng Hao had to give up the cohesive handprints and re-consolidate the black giant sword, stepping under his feet, and the long sword was chopped towards the cymbal that was blocking him.

Fortunately, this cricket is only about one-tenth of the power of Can Ying himself. Feng Hao can cope with it for a while. With the treatment of the pesticide in the body, he has been fighting for a long time without any discomfort.

However, these puppets are extremely difficult to entangle, even if they hit the key, or even cut in two, they can still recover, as if immortal.

"Damn, it won't work like this."

Looking at more and more magpies in the space, Feng Hao's heart was even more heavy, his face was very unsightly.

It is true that he is a resource-poor, powerful mastery of control, but it's just those two things. Now, he can't come up with the same level of opponents.

This made him even more eager for powerful secret skills.

If you have more means, or if you can use the five talents of Supreme Body, you will not fall into this dilemma at this time.

However, his birth and his origins have determined the gap between him and these arrogant sons.

"It seems ... there is only a breakthrough. If you control 20% of the force, you may have a better chance."

Feng Hao stared at the light, thinking of the last solution.

At this time, with the advantages of the power of heaven punishment and the power of space, he is only slightly inferior to the residual image. If he controls the 20% power of virtual martial arts, then it is not impossible to defeat the residual image.

At this time, he controlled seven extreme properties of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, ice, and thunder, but he only realized one of the extreme properties of thunder, and the other six, unable to use source energy at all.

"fire."

When he thought of a breakthrough, the scene that Xie Yandong was under the persecution of Leng Yusen appeared directly in his mind.

That touch of flame was swaying in the wind and rain, and could go out at any time.

There are many kinds of understanding of fire in the world. There are raging fires, which can burn everything, gushing volcanoes, surging, on the contrary, the flames that are at stake and will be extinguished in the next second are not taken into account.

But that is the true meaning of fire.

Not off.

If it can be truly unextinguished, then it is already at its peak.

At this time, in the shelter, Feng Hao tried hard to recall the picture at that time ...

That bunch of flames.

Because he had sensed many waves of immortal fire, but it was just a moment, in his brain, there was a strange sound resounding.

That kind of sound is like a volcano gushing, magma rolling, burning the earth when it is high, but it is like a candle in the wind when it is low.

Within the nucleus of the road, some of the lines on the densely veiled wall flashed, flickering with fire light ... and the sounds seemed to be pulsating because of the appearance of these lines.

The texture on this inner wall is one of the biggest treasures. It seems that the world's thousands of avenues have taken over and become a realm, so that Feng Hao can realize more with less.

However, because of the nucleus of Dao, Jiuqiao is regulating this sound, and it is changing at a very fast speed towards the point in Feng Hao's heart ...

This speed, if known to outsiders, will definitely scream and scream, which is at least dozens of times faster. The main thing is that even in the case of distraction, it can even be adjusted, even more so. Things that people dare not even imagine.

However, this seems to be a matter of course in Feng Hao's heart.

[Fifth more,]

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