Chapter 1432: Who dares to be respected by the different fires in the world? Only me!

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For some reason, Ye Fan was not happy after receiving a gift from Vulcan Zhu Rong.

In Zhu Rong's memory fragments, Chi You is invincible in the battle of the deer. One person can block thousands of enemies and kill the Yellow Emperor's army without leaving!

However, in the end, Chi You was defeated.

What happened later is unknown.

Before the war, Chi You used supreme supernatural powers to send the twelve ancestor witches out of the earth.

In addition to Zhu Rong, the **** of fire, there are other eleven ancient ancestral witches, where are they now?

Are they also staying somewhere, waiting for thousands of years, just to wait for the descendants of Chi You?

For a moment, Ye Fan felt that the flame tattoo on his chest was hot.

The great wild sacred fire contained therein does not belong to oneself, but belongs to the entire Jiuli tribe!

Now that he has accepted this gift, he should shoulder the burden of 10,000.

"Xiao Fan!"

Suddenly, Wei Lao, who had lost contact for a long time before, spoke again: "If you want to reach the peak, you must endure the pain! If you want to wear the crown, you must bear the weight! To become the most powerful, you must bear the unbearable pain of ordinary people. An important task that ordinary people can't bear! If you are overwhelmed, it can only mean that you are a mediocre person and you are not worthy to be above all living beings!"

When Ye Fan heard the words, his eyes dazzled, and he squeezed his fist secretly, and said, "Lao Wei, I understand that I will not let you down! One day, I will stand on the top of the starry sky and let the Beichen faction and the Jiuli clan be named , Resounding through billions of stars!"

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan held the burial sword tightly, turned around, and walked outside.

His steps are not fast, but he is extraordinarily firm, no matter what stands in front of him, he can't stop him.

Overturning mountains when encountering mountains, crossing the ocean when encountering the sea!

God blocks and kills gods, Buddha blocks and cuts Buddha!

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Before, when Zhu Rong condensed the Great Wilderness Divine Fire, he absorbed the seven different fires in Hell.

Therefore, the area of ​​Hell has also been reduced by more than half.

The fifth layer of Hell was filled with sea spirit sacred flames everywhere, a faint blue color, like a steady stream of water, endless.

Yan Jingfeng paced back and forth, an anxious look appeared on his face, the last trace of patience seemed to be exhausted, and he cursed: "It's been a few hours, that kid hasn't come out yet! And the horrible breath just now, it's simply It's as if the ancient immortal venerable descended to the world, it's really terrifying!"

Thinking of the breath of the revival of the gods, Yan Jingfeng was extremely jealous, and his heart lingered.

At this moment, Huo Juechen beside him also frowned, and speculated: "Could he have touched some organ restriction, and he died directly inside! That burial sword... didn't he also fall into the depths of Hell? , Can't ask for it?!"

These two powerhouses came here for the purpose of burying the sword. In the previous fierce battle, they were even injured by the remaining sword intent and suffered heavy losses.

If you just return without success, you really have lost your wife and lost your army.

However, this World Destroying Black Flame is too terrifying, they dare not break into it at all.

"Stick!"

"Stick!"

"Stick!"

At this moment, a clear sound of footsteps came from the sixth layer of Hell.

In the silence, it seemed extraordinarily abrupt and very strange.

Because they didn't know who came, the two of them didn't dare to make any negligence, their bodies were tight, as if they were facing an enemy, they looked at the source of the sound.

A few seconds later, Ye Fan appeared in the sight of the two through the turbulent black flame of World Destruction.

"It's you?!"

Yan Jingfeng's eyes lit up.

He was originally afraid that the person who came would be the master of that horrible atmosphere, and when he saw Ye Fan at the moment, he breathed a sigh of relief and completely relaxed.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

Huo Juechen next to him gave a dark smile, and said: "Boy, you finally can't hold it out! I will make you pay for the insult you just gave me a hundredfold!!!"

In his voice, there was utter anger and spite.

He had slapped a hundred slaps in order to get the God Burial Sword before. Now, although his cheeks have been swollen, he always remembers the humiliation.

"Yes!" Yan Jingfeng also agreed: "How dare I let Lao Tzu get down to learn how to bark a dog, boy, you are so bold! Lao Tzu will use thousands of torture methods on you to make you survive. Don't ask for death, no!"

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Facing the threat of the two, Ye Fan didn't change his face, held his head high, and there was no timidity or fear in his eyes. He was full of unparalleled confidence and will to win.

"You two fools are really hopeless! How can I come out if I don't have complete assurance?" Ye Fan asked rhetorically.

Hearing this, Yan Jingfeng raised his eyebrows and noticed something strange, seeming to be erratic.

"Humph!"

Huo Juechen sneered, and sarcastically said, "Yan Jingfeng, are you bluffing by this kid? Even if he has some adventures in it, he is just a golden core monk after all, this is obviously playing A trick of bluffing! Since you are afraid, let this king seize the burial sword!"

After saying that, Huo Juechen turned his inner strength, his sleeves agitated, and shouted:

"Chiyan Divine Art-Jiulong Burning Heaven!"

Nine scarlet fire dragons rushed out, uttering a long chant that shook the world, and leaped towards Ye Fan with their teeth and claws.

This fire dragon is not an entity, but is formed by a certain kind of different fire. As soon as it appears, the surrounding air is burnt.

Looking at the nine menacing fire dragons, Ye Fan did not evade, but a sure smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly:

"Playing with fire in front of me? That's ridiculous!"

"Huh!"

The flame tattoo on Ye Fan's chest suddenly shined.

The great wild sacred fire bestowed by Zhu Rong, the **** of fire, slowly floated out, not big in size, about the size of a fist.

Compared with the nine fire dragons, Dahuang Shenhuo has no overwhelming momentum.

"Cut! The mere golden core cultivator is really weak and pitiful, not even the ants!"

Huo Juechen shook his head with a look of disdain, as if he had foreseen the scene where Ye Fan was swallowed by nine fire dragons.

However, at the next moment, an incredible scene appeared in the venue——

The seemingly unremarkable great wild divine fire, when it touched the first fire dragon, it seemed to transform into a legendary gluttonous beast, and the fire dragon was swallowed up between the lightning and stone fire.

Immediately afterwards, Dahuang Shenhuo continued to move forward, extremely greedy.

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After a few breaths, all the nine fire dragons dissipated and were completely absorbed by the great wild divine fire, as if they had never existed.

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Seeing this horrifying scene, Huo Juechen's pupils shrank sharply, his mouth widened, enough to swallow an egg, and a **** expression appeared on his face.

"The nine fire dragons of this king are condensed from the 37th place in the "Heart of the Earth's Fury"! Boy, what have you done?"

Huo Juechen's voice was sharp and high-pitched, unbelievable.

Yan Jingfeng next to him was also terrified.

He had fought Huo Juechen before and naturally knew how terrifying these nine fire dragons were.

Unexpectedly, in front of Ye Fan, these nine fire dragons were not lethal, like nine small earthworms.

This is incredible!

"Haha... is this just the ability?" Ye Fan looked at him in the distance and smiled contemptuously.

Hearing this, Huo Juechen seemed to be greatly humiliated.

He couldn't tolerate losing to a golden core monk!

"boom!"

Suddenly, Huo Juechen erupted with the momentum of a volcanic eruption, shaking the sky and the earth.

"Chiyan Divine Art-Hundred Dragons Howl for Nine Days!"

As soon as the voice fell, all the internal energy in his body was completely hollowed out at this moment, turning into a hundred flame dragons.

The surrounding area was anxious, and even the air seemed to be ignited.

This is his strongest ultimate move!

Under normal circumstances, he would never use such a killer, because once he used it, his dantian would be exhausted. Even if Ye Fan was killed, there was Yan Jingfeng staring at him next to him, it would be difficult to win the burial sword.

But now, Ye Fan's ridicule completely lost his mind, and only one thought remained in his mind——

Kill Ye Fan at all costs!

Hundreds of flame dragons, flaring their teeth and claws, culled forward.

Hundred dragons screamed, shaking the world, weeping ghosts, and changing colors!

The power of destroying the sky and the earth made Yan Jingfeng extremely jealous, and his figure retreated hundreds of meters, for fear of being affected by Yu Wei.

However, Ye Fan's eyes showed contempt, and he didn't put the hundreds of flame dragons in his eyes.

"Who dares to be respected by the different fires in the world? Only me!"

Ye Fan showed his eyes and sounded like thunder, he took a step forward suddenly, controlling the great wild divine fire toward the nine fire dragons.