Chapter 1922
"It's interesting." Su Yi sized up the flame phoenix and frowned slightly.

This figurative object in the form of a strange beast is very rare, and he has only seen it once.

The figurative object of Xing Haibin of the Mogao tribe is a golden horse.

With a solemn expression, Chen Mingsheng held the red scepter a little further away from the flaming phoenix above his head.

Muran, a purple flame shot out from the scepter and entered the body of the flame phoenix.

The flame phoenix raised its head to the sky and screamed, the flames burning on its body became more and more vigorous, and the scorching aura it emitted became even more violent.

"Boy, you can go to hell!" Chen Mingsheng turned his eyes, and after locking on to Su Yi, he suddenly let out a smirk.

The flame phoenix neighed again and rushed towards Su Yi.

Suddenly, a scorching heat swept over Su Yi first.

Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be burning, making a crackling sound.

The yellow sand on the ground melted instantly under the scorching of the flames.

At this moment, Su Yi felt as if he was born in a piece of magma, and a hot feeling came to his heart.

It has to be said that Chen Mingsheng's giant flame phoenix is ​​still very powerful after being blessed with the energy of the red scepter.

It's definitely much better than Fang Mincai's supernatural power, Burning Heaven and Boiling Sea.

However, Su Yi didn't panic at all, and there was even a relaxed smile on the corner of his mouth.

[Wrath of the Dragon] is the nemesis of fire spells and supernatural powers.

No matter how domineering Chen Mingsheng's flame phoenix was, it would not be able to hurt him in the slightest.

Just when the flame phoenix charged towards him fiercely, he saw a bewitching glow of blood escaping from Su Yi's body.

The next moment, a strange scene appeared.

However, when the flame phoenix touched this layer of blood light, it let out a shrill scream, and its huge body melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few seconds, it turned into a red bird the size of a sparrow.

At this moment, Su Yi put away [Blood Dragon's Wrath], grabbed the little bird in his hand, and looked at it with interest.

"Damn it!" Chen Mingsheng almost dropped his jaw in shock.

Su Yi ignored his figurative attack?

He even took his figurative object in his hand and played with it?
is this real?

The corner of Chen Mingsheng's mouth trembled, and a deep panic filled his heart.

His strongest attack method is to increase the attack power of fire-type figurative objects through [Burning Heaven and Lieyang Stick].

Originally thought that one blow could seriously injure Su Yi.

It was expected that even a little wave did not turn up.

How to fight like this?
Su Yi took a look at the red bird in his hand, then smashed it into pieces.

"Ah!" Chen Mingsheng screamed, staggered and almost fell.

The figurative object was destroyed, and he was already severely injured.

Su Yi clapped his hands, shook off the ashes on them, turned to Chen Mingsheng, and said meaningfully: "Just now I told you to finish it yourself, but you just didn't listen, and you insisted on forcing me to torture you, what a shame!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Mingsheng's expression changed drastically, and he said anxiously: "Don't do anything, I am willing to surrender to you!"

"You are not worthy!" Su Yi sneered, moved his foot, and appeared in front of Chen Mingsheng in an instant.

"I'll fight with you!" Chen Mingsheng roared, just as he was about to fight for his life.

But Su Yi was holding a black dagger and stabbed him heavily in the lower abdomen.

In an instant, he felt that the aura was frozen, and he couldn't move it at all.

For a spiritual practitioner, if he cannot use spiritual energy, he is no different from a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

(End of this chapter)

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