"Your cold rain Fairy Book is really useful. It can compete with different fire. Different fire was suppressed before. Now it is watered by your raindrops. I'm afraid I can't turn over any waves anymore."

The God day Lord smiled.

"Lord, it's your turn now." the purple moon Lord just smiled.

"OK."

The LORD God day nodded, but at this time, the change was abrupt. The God blood red inflammation seemed to feel that he had encountered a great crisis. Suddenly, it became violent, roared, and the fire soared. Several suppressed monks were burned to death, and even the cold rain Fairy Book was burned.

As soon as the purple moon holy master's face changed, he quickly pinched the formula, and a little divine light was injected into the cold rain Fairy Book. The light rose sharply. It was only a light rain. At this time, it turned into a pouring rain, which suddenly suppressed the momentum of divine blood ChiYan.

"Lord, don't you do it yet?!"

The purple moon Lord drank violently.

The Lord of God day dared not delay, and quickly sacrificed the blood vessel of the fierce dragon. A suction suddenly broke out, and the red inflammation of God's blood immediately rose from the ground. Under the cover of this suction, he could not help but slowly disappeared into the blood vessel of the fierce dragon.

It has been suppressed one after another, and the power of divine blood ChiYan has been very weak.

At this time, the fierce dragon's blood vessels burst out with all their strength and could not resist at all.

"Hahaha, as long as we absorb this strange fire, we will be successful." at this time, the God day Lord was very excited and tried his best to urge the blood vessels of the fierce dragon.

But just then, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the purple moon Lord.

The Han Yu immortal book, suspended in the air, rushed out with a Shua, like a blade, and fell deeply into the body of the God day venerable.

Blood blast!

Everyone was stunned by the sudden scene, but the purple moon Holy Lord's face was cold. He urged the cold rain Fairy Book to continuously cut in the main body of the God day Reverend, and released a cold energy to freeze the God day Reverend, so that he could not move or fight back.

"Lord!"

The king of Fusang shouted and rushed towards the purple moon Lord.

This man is the strong man who took Lin Feng and them into Tiandu mountains before, and his strength is also very strong. But as soon as he rushed out, he was stopped.

"You... You..."

The God day venerable stared at the purple moon Holy Lord, and his face was unwilling.

Naturally, he has been on guard against the purple moon Holy Lord, but he never thought that the purple moon Holy Lord would take action at the most critical moment when he received different fire. Isn't he afraid of any accident? According to common sense, you have to wait until he successfully collects the strange fire before you make a move.

This wrong judgment directly made the God day Lord almost have no resistance and was killed.

"The strange fire has been suppressed for so long and has long been very weak. Even without your fierce dragon blood vessels, I can easily refine it by myself."

The purple moon Lord smiled lightly, "don't worry. When I accept the strange fire and leave this world, I will destroy your God day Dynasty and the dark palace and dominate the world."

"Humble... Despicable..."

On the day of God, the LORD did not finish his words, that is, the form and spirit were destroyed.

Bang!

Lost control, the divine blood ChiYan broke free from the shackles of the fierce dragon's blood vessels, and there was no cold rain Fairy Book outside, so he flew out in the distance with a whoosh.

"Want to run?"

The purple moon Lord sneered.

Shua!

He offered a crystal jade bottle and magnified it in mid air. Suddenly, a huge suction force burst out, and the divine blood ChiYan was pulled back.

This little bottle is more powerful than the dragon's blood vessels just now.

This is also the confidence of the purple moon Holy Lord who dares to sneak attack in the process of God day Lord collecting different fire. He is not afraid of different fire to escape.

"Kill!"

The remaining Mahayana monks are also fighting. The purple moon holy land has the absolute upper hand.

But just then.

Shua!

A figure suddenly flew out.

On his body, with a bang, the flame burned. When the divine blood ChiYan saw the flame, he rushed over without thinking, and even integrated into it.

This person is naturally Lin Feng.

He has been lurking outside and watching the change. At this time, he caught the opportunity and rushed out.

Originally, he wanted to fight for the divine blood ChiYan, but he never thought that the divine blood ChiYan took the initiative to integrate into the flame of the Beiming emperor without the slightest intention of resistance.

But it's normal to think about it carefully. Different fires are proud. Even if they integrate into the same kind, they don't want to be refined.

"Are you the one who has mastered the strange fire? I'm very calm and didn't appear until now."

Lin Feng picked peaches on the way, but the purple moon Lord was not in a hurry. On the contrary, he looked calm, and only his eyes glittered with greed.

Two different fires have merged!

How powerful should it be after integration?

If he can get this strange fire, he can get greater benefits!

In his opinion, Lin Feng, this is giving him a gift.

"I want to thank you. If I don't kill all your companions along the way, I'm afraid it's not so easy to grab this strange fire."

Lin Feng said coldly.

He was disgusted with the purple moon Holy Lord. He was so insidious that he smiled all the time. When he stabbed his companions, he was not soft at all.

"Hehe, now, it's not easy for you to take away the strange fire." the purple moon Lord smiled: "do you think you're my opponent? It's just a fifth level of Mahayana."

Lin Feng said coldly, "thousands of calculations, you calculate less."

"Oh?"

The purple moon Lord's face changed slightly when he heard the speech.

"This is the territory of strange fire. Before that, you suppressed the divine blood ChiYan without causing any storm. That's because the strange fire itself is not smart. At this time, I control this kind of strange fire. What will happen?" Lin Feng's eyes were joking.

The purple moon Lord's face became gloomy.

He did ignore this!

What happens when a person refines the strange fire here?

In fact, this is Lin Feng's confidence! After all, he is possessed by different fire. In such an environment, he has great advantages. At the moment, I have accepted the divine blood ChiYan, and this advantage has been magnified to the extreme.

Boom!

At the next moment, the stone forest where the purple moon Holy Lord is located suddenly burns, and the flame rises, swallows the past and drowns everyone.

The purple moon Lord's face changed greatly, shouted and tried to rush out.

But it didn't work.

The flame here is too strong.

"Cold rain Fairy Book."

The purple moon Holy Lord shouted loudly, and the cold rain Fairy Book flew out, opening up a road and preparing to rush out. But Lin Feng punched him out and beat him back.

"I fought with you!"

The purple moon Lord's eyes were red. Unexpectedly, the situation changed so rapidly. In the twinkling of an eye, he was in danger. Originally, he planned to kill Lin Feng!

Boom!

The purple moon Holy Lord was crazy, and his body suddenly sent out a wave like a vast sea. The whole person turned into a bright moon, rose into the sky and whirled to cut off the forest peak.

At this moment, Lin Feng felt a huge crisis.

The bright moon, though crystal clear, was as sharp as the peerless Heavenly Sword.

For a moment, he felt it.

I can't catch it!

The purple moon Lord is really a strong man!

"Burst!"

Under the cold hair, Lin Feng roared.

Boom!

The stone forest under the ground suddenly exploded, and all the terrible energy bombarded the purple moon Lord. Even if he turned into a bright moon, his lethality was amazing, but he was also smashed at once.

"I don't want to."

The purple moon Lord screamed.

After all the tricks, in the end, he made wedding clothes for others.

The remaining Mahayana monks also failed to escape and all turned into ashes.