Elder Song's complexion also changed at this moment.

He finally sensed something went wrong, the color of the flame was wrong, this damn was not the magic flame he had released.

Before, he was too confident to look at it carefully, but at this moment, he saw that although the flame was somewhat similar to his own magic flame, its interior was as dark as ink, completely different from his own purple-black flame.

And the black figure wrapped in it was still intact, and the other party even waved at him.

"How is this possible, you can also play with fire?"

"How can you master a flame that is strong enough to counter the old man's flame?"

The old man's face was shocked. His flame came from a half-step Mahayana arm, and it was not comparable to ordinary flames.

"Hehe, your flame is not bad as a nourishment."

Li Xiaobai said indifferently, stretched out his hand, and the hellfire restrained, revealing his figure.

"It must be the treasure of your family. I have to say that geniuses really have special treatment. The treasure that I can only get after a narrow escape, you can have it as soon as you are born, but it doesn't matter. I will kill you here today. Your treasure belongs to the old man Already!"

The old man looked up to the sky and screamed, and roared suddenly.

Behind him, the demon primordial spirit opened his mouth wide, and another cloud of dark purple flames swept across Li Xiaobai.

At the same time, with the seal formula in his hand, he raised his fist and threw it at Li Xiaobai.

Li Xiaobai didn't express anything, and raised his hand slightly, the hellfire all over his body was instantly opened, and the dark purple magic flame was instantly absorbed, and even the phantom of the primordial spirit in the void was covered with a layer of strange black flames.

In just a few breaths, the god, demon and primordial spirit completely merged into the darkness.

"puff!"

Blood spurted from the old man's mouth, and his soul was burned, causing him to be severely injured in an instant.

"This is impossible, what kind of flame is this?"

"You are not a Nascent Soul, who are you?"

The old man stared at Li Xiaobai in horror, his attack was actually swallowed by the strange black flames, this is definitely not something an ordinary genius can do, the opponent's cultivation base is above his!

"My Li Xiaobai, I have never said that I am at the Nascent Soul stage."

Li Xiaobai stretched out his finger, and a mass of pitch-black flames surged in the void, and the old man was reduced to ashes in an instant, without even uttering a miserable howl.

There was no sound in the arena.

Jing Kun was stunned, the great advantage was gone in an instant, how could he burn the opponent with just one breath?

Why did his own people get burned in the blink of an eye?

A group of monks were also stunned and shocked beyond measure. The Nascent Soul stage master they feared like a god died so simply?

A cold air rose in their hearts, and all the monks only felt the cold air on the back of their necks.

The young man in front of him is not a young genius at all, he is a real boss, definitely manifested by some unborn old monster.

Killing the Nascent Soul stage monks casually, what kind of cultivation is this?

At least it must be in the stage of transforming gods, maybe even a senior master in the stage of crossing the catastrophe!

The more they think about it, the more frightened they become. Just now, they actually provoked a big boss who is suspected of passing the catastrophe period. Does this big boss like to pretend to be tender now?

"You...you killed Song Lao just now?"

Another Nascent Soul cultivator looked at Li Xiaobai and said in a daze.

"Well, kill."

Li Xiaobai nodded and said.

"How...how did you kill him?"

The monk continued to ask, his eyes were a little lost, and he said blankly.

"That's how it was killed."

Li Xiaobai snapped his fingers, a strange black streak flashed, and the monk was burned without a trace in an instant.

The current spread range is fifteen meters.

Turning to look at Yang Huan, "Whatever you want to ask, you can ask now."

Yang Huan also recovered from the sluggish state at this moment, and his heart was filled with ecstasy. The boss in front of him was stronger than he imagined.

This time I really found a treasure.

"Yes! My little girl, let's go ask about it!"

Yang Huan walked up to Jing Kun quickly, and said word by word, "Confess by yourself, or let the boss search for the soul?"

"I confess, I confess!"

"The little one is ignorant, please let the big brother let me go!"

Jing Kun was crying right now, if you were a boss, you would have said it earlier, what does it mean to deliberately pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?

The development of the matter was too tortuous, and his little heart couldn't bear it.

"Tell me, who is your mastermind?"

Yang Huan ignored his begging for mercy and continued to ask.

"It's Souei-sama!"

Jing Kun glanced at Li Xiaobai a little timidly, and said.

"Who is Master Souei?"

Yang Huan frowned, she had never heard of this name.

"It's the power of the evil sect on the first battlefield. He annexed the peripheral monks and accumulated his own power. He taught me these things!"

Jing Kun said.

"Then why did he instigate you to act like this?"

Yang Huan's complexion became a little ugly. The master of the first battlefield knew without asking, that the last time was the existence of the Transcending Tribulation Stage. With such a master as the backing of Senior Hu, it's no wonder this guy is so bold.

"This little one doesn't know either. The lord just said that there is something to be placed in these battlefields. He doesn't want others to see it, so he wants me to use secret means to destroy these camps and monks."

Jing Kun explained.

"Is that thing a piece of debris?"

Li Xiaobai asked suddenly, he was very concerned about the cultivators of the evil sect, after all, he guessed that the fragment was most likely placed by the evil cultivators.

"I don't know this little one, but the adults know Souei-sama?"

"Can you let the little one go for the sake of Souei-sama?"

"The treasures in this camp, the little ones are willing to offer them with both hands, and the adults can take whatever they like, and pick whatever they want!"

Jing Kun knelt down and begged for mercy. He understood that life or death today depended on what the boss said.

"Souei?"

"fly?"

"The name of this evil sect is really interesting. I don't know any flies, and I don't want to. You can die, and I will give you a good time."

Li Xiaobai said slowly, the whole village was cast a shadow in the blink of an eye.

Jing Kun wanted to say something more, but he was stunned by the scene in front of him. At this moment, the surrounding area of ​​the camp was filled with pitch-black flames, and the entire sky was dimmed.

Layers of flames surged, setting off a stormy sea, and the hot breath enveloped everyone, as if they could kill people at any time.

"This...there are such flames around the camp?"

"We are surrounded!"

"Who are you?"

"The whole wasteland is full of this kind of fire!"

There was an uproar among the monks in the camp, and several Nascent Soul stage monks looked terrified and screamed.

Many people soared into the sky, wanting to use secret techniques to escape from the sky, but they were horrified to find that, except for the camp, it was almost all a black ocean, not to mention landing, and they couldn't even recognize the direction.

What kind of existence did they provoke, this kind of flame actually covered the entire wasteland!

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