Because I'm Afraid Of Pain, I Put All My Defenses On

"Boy, talent doesn't mean everything. In the Zongmen family, you are the arrogance of heaven, and countless people admire and worship you, but here, if you are a dragon, you have to coil up, and if you are a tiger, you have to lie down!"

"The frontier only depends on your cultivation. No matter how talented you are, I have been waiting for more than ten years in Yuanying. In my hands, you are the only one who will lead to death!"

The old man's face was gloomy and cold, and his face was hideous and terrifying.

"Hehe, have you been waiting for more than ten years in Yuanying?"

"It's been more than ten years, and you're only in the Nascent Soul stage. I have to say, you're a waste."

Li Xiaobai shook his head slowly. This old man was so ordinary that he didn't realize the difference in strength between them.

"How courageous, sharp-mouthed boy, let the old man die!"

The old man's face was stern, and his kung fu was running, attacking Li Xiaobai.

In the void, a huge primordial spirit manifested. It was the old man's demonic primordial spirit. It was anticlimactic and kept spitting out snake letters.

"This is the phantom of the primordial spirit that I have condensed for decades. I don't know how much panacea has been put into it. It is several times stronger than ordinary primordial spirits. Boy, the skill of this punch for decades, you can block it!" come down?"

As soon as the god, demon and primordial spirit came out, the pressure in the field increased greatly, and many monks present all turned pale, and they couldn't breathe under the pressure of the powerful primordial spirit in the Nascent Soul stage.

"It's terrible. Is this the strength of Song Lao? I feel like my heart has been pinched."

"In the past, on the battlefield, the great masters of the Nascent Soul stage opened up the battlefield alone. From a distance, I didn't feel anything. Today is a long experience. The strength of this Nascent Soul stage master is really not something I can spy on!"

"Needless to say, Yang Huan and the others are sure to die today, but there are seven Nascent Soul Stage powers on your side!"

"Yeah, it's just a pity that this Tianjiao should have a bright future, but it's a pity that he chose the wrong opponent."

"Hehe, he asked for this all by himself. A genius from a big family, with his eyes above the top, naturally doesn't take me seriously. Let him accept the severe beating of reality today, which can be regarded as a lesson for him. Reincarnation Finally, brighten your eyes, not all places are offered to him like his family."

The monks around were whispering and talking intensely.

For a genius like Li Xiaobai, they have a natural hostility, maybe it's because of jealousy.

Being able to see the fall of a genius can be regarded as having something to talk about in the future.

Looking at the phantom of the god, demon and primordial spirit in the sky, Li Xiaobai couldn't help laughing. The monks he saw recently were basically at the stage of transcending catastrophe, and many of them were at the stage of Mahayana.

I'm used to seeing the phantom of the primordial spirit standing upright and reaching into the clouds, but seeing this infant-like primordial spirit at this moment always feels inexplicably funny.

"Old man, what are you talking about?"

"The Yuanshen is too small, isn't it?"

"Such a level of primordial spirit, don't take it out to make a fool of yourself."

Li Xiaobai waved his hand and said casually.

"Boy, you are so brave, lead to death!"

The old man was furious when he heard the words, and the phantom shadow of the primordial spirit made a formula in the void, and the magic flame surged and swept towards Li Xiaobai, enveloping him inside.

This magic flame exudes a faint purple light, and the dangerous atmosphere permeates the audience. Everyone knows that if it is contaminated by this flame, there will be absolutely no good end.

"Hmph, how dare a mere junior dare to speak so brazenly!"

"After all, it's just a paper talker. It's not worth mentioning that it's a clown! The old man's magic flame is a heavenly and earthly fire extracted. If an ordinary monk gets a little bit of it, even the bones in his body will be reduced to ashes."

"However, it is your honor to die under the old man's magic flame."

The old man stroked his beard with a sneer on his face. He originally thought that the other party was a master, but he didn't expect that he would be trapped by his own magic flame after meeting him.

He obtained this flame from a secret place, which was left by a certain senior in the past. In order to obtain this flame, he almost died, but the benefits obtained are also huge. When fighting at the same level, as long as you sacrifice this flame , never fails, never misses.

It's the same this time. For a genius like this who hasn't grown up yet, his age is a flaw. He doesn't have enough cultivation or experience, but his cultivation speed is a little faster.

"Hehe, wrapped in the old man's magic flame, within three breaths, this person will definitely die without a whole body!"

The old man is quite confident.

"Well, not bad, Song Laogan is beautiful!"

Jing Kun nodded, with a look of approval in his eyes.

But Yang Huan and his party have weird expressions on their faces. Are you sure you can kill the boss?

Where does a Nascent Soul cultivator get his confidence?

And he dared to play with fire in front of the boss, did he know that the whole wasteland was burned by the boss's flame?

For a while, no one spoke, and they all silently waited for the result of the magic flame in the void.

in flames.

Li Xiaobai felt the problem of the flames on his body, and his complexion was also indescribably weird.

Attribute points +2000...

Attribute points +3000...

Attribute points +3000...

Unexpectedly, the old man is also a fire player, and the power of the flame is not bad, but the old man's cultivation base is too low, but the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul Stage cannot exert the true power of the flame.

Thinking about it, it was also an adventure, but I took pictures of myself in underwear.

Li Xiaobai smiled slightly, and casually summoned hellfire to cover his whole body, and began to devour the surrounding magic fire.

It was just a breath of time, the surrounding purple light dimmed, and the tyrannical flames disappeared without a trace.

Current coverage is eleven meters.

"Hehe, this kid has some skills. He was able to survive the old man's flames for a while, but at this moment, he is still at the end of his battle!"

"Look, his whole body has been covered by magic flames, and his body is constantly being eroded and corrupted. Without taking two breaths, this person will turn into a puddle of pus and dissipate between heaven and earth!"

The old man looked at the flames in the void, with a smile on his face, full of confidence.

It's just that he always feels that there is a sense of disobedience, but it's not a big problem, the enemy is wrapped in magic flames, and he can't live anymore.

A smug look flashed in Jing Kun's eyes, and he looked at Yang Huan.

"Hehe, Camp Master Yang, if you follow me now, these people still have a chance to survive. If you insist on resisting, then your fate will be the same as this brat who knows nothing about the sky and the earth!"

Yang Huan still had a strange expression on his face, looking at him like a fool.

"Are you living in a dream?"

"It's just the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul Stage, and you forgot to kill the boss?"

"Who gave you the confidence?"

Jing Kun's complexion changed, he felt something, and suddenly looked up at the strange black flame in the void, it was indeed a human figure wrapped in it.

But something always felt wrong.

one breath...

two breaths...

three breaths...

"Mr. Song, what's going on here? Didn't it mean that two breaths will turn this person into a puddle of pus?"