The genius ninth miss

Chapter 989 The Native Flame of the Nine-color Great Supreme
Nine-colored flames, like lightning, pierced the air and arrived in front of Beiting Huan in an instant. The powerful bright beast was standing in front of Beiting Huan at this moment. Even if the huge divine beast was injured, Still unabated, releasing a powerful force.

However, seeing this nine-color flame suddenly, this mighty monster with a big tone but a little slow reaction, at this moment, its legs became weak, and it knelt down towards this nine-color flame flower.

It's so weird, how could this happen?
People who have never seen Bei Ting Huang's original monster, of course, don't understand how this huge monster, which is said to be implanted with a trace of soul power from the God of Judgment, would do such a thing.

And only Beitinghuan, who contracted with this powerful monster, could feel the terror and trembling from the depths of Taotie's soul.This monster is actually afraid, even with a ray of soul power blessing from the God of Judgment, it can't stop him from surrendering to a flower of nine-color flames, this is simply too strange!

Fortunately, at this time, a burst of golden light flashed on the Warcraft, and a vain figure emerged from the light, with long golden hair, golden eyes, and wearing a golden priestly robe. His eyes were fixed on the Nine Colors Flowers, gradually approaching from the distance of light.

Standing on the opposite side of the light, separated from this person by a nine-color flame flower, Bei Tinghuang could clearly see that this person's figure was slowly enlarging, and finally he could only see his magnified half body. Bei Tinghuang couldn't help frowning on this person's face, this person looked familiar from the depths of his soul.

This person looks a lot like Mingxiu, the prince of the Spirit God Clan. Oh, no, it should be said that Mingxiu looks a lot like this person.

"The natal flame of the Nine-Colored Supreme Being?" The man gasped and said in astonishment.

The man's eyelids lifted suddenly, and a pair of golden pupils looked straight at Beitinghuang.In an instant, Bei Tinghuang felt an indescribable terrifying coercion, pressing towards her like a nine-fold mountain.Sweat, like rain, slid down her face, and the blood in her whole body stopped flowing at this moment. At the dantian, the Yuanli Wheel desperately wanted to turn, but it was too difficult to turn.The robes all over her body were soaked with sweat, as if they were picked up from the water. Bei Tinghuang's knees desperately wanted to kneel down, and the unsustainable sliver of clarity in the altar was struggling, controlling her body, standing straight, standing upright. Get straight!

Such a huge coercion, compared to the first time he met Yan Ye, the coercion he exerted was many times stronger.It's just a soul power divine thought that can force her to kneel down and submit.

However, in her past and present lives, she has never bowed to anyone. Even if this person, who may be the emperor of the Spiritual God Clan, Mingxiu's father, will never allow her to yield half a point. She would rather be smashed to pieces than lose her dignity. for the possibility of survival.

"You are not the Nine-Color Supreme, who are you?" This person's faint eyes fell on Bei Tinghuang like an ant, ignoring the threat he exerted on Bei Tinghuang, a 14-year-old boy in a low plane. Suppressive, contemptuous tone, like a high god.

Bei Tinghuang gritted her back molars tightly, and raised her chin with difficulty, also staring at this phantom, her pair of pitch-black eyes were completely congested with blood at this time, and the blood on her face had all faded away, but she was still unyielding.

(End of this chapter)