I'm afraid of pain, so I put all my defense into it.

"Boy, talent is not everything. In the sect family, you are a genius, admired and worshipped by countless people, but here, you have to coil up like a dragon and lie down like a tiger!"

"Only cultivation is considered in the frontier. No matter how strong your talent is, I have been waiting for you in the Nascent Soul for more than ten years. In my hands, you will die!"

The old man's face was cold and ferocious.

"Haha, you have been waiting for more than ten years in the Nascent Soul?"

"It has been more than ten years, and you are still in the Nascent Soul stage. I have to say that you are a waste."

Li Xiaobai shook his head slowly. This old man was ordinary and did not realize the difference in strength between them.

"How dare you, sharp-tongued boy, die for me!"

The old man looked fierce, and the skills in his hands were running, attacking Li Xiaobai.

A huge shadow of the Yuanshen appeared in the void. It was the old man's god and demon Yuanshen, with a tiger head and a snake tail, constantly swallowing and spitting out snake tongues.

"This is the shadow of my soul that I have condensed over decades. I have invested countless elixirs in it. It is several times more powerful than ordinary souls. Boy, can you block this punch with decades of skills?"

As soon as the gods and demons appeared, the pressure in the field increased greatly. Many cultivators present turned pale. The shadow of the soul of the powerful Yuanying stage pressed them so hard that they couldn't breathe.

"Too scary, is this the strength of Mr. Song? I feel like my heart is being squeezed."

"In the past, Yuanying-stage masters always opened up the battlefield alone. I didn't feel anything from afar. Today, I have learned a lot. The strength of this Yuanying-stage master is really not something we can spy on!"

"Needless to say, Yang Huan and others will definitely die today. There are seven Yuanying-stage masters on your side!"

"Yes, it's a pity for this genius. He should have had a bright future, but unfortunately he chose the wrong opponent."

"Hehe, this is all his own fault. A genius from a big family is arrogant and naturally doesn't take us seriously. Letting him accept the reality today is also a lesson for him. After reincarnation, open your eyes. Not all places will worship him like his family."

The surrounding cultivators whispered and talked fiercely.

For geniuses like Li Xiaobai, they have a natural hostility. Maybe it's jealousy.

Being able to see the fall of a genius will give you something to talk about after dinner.

Looking at the shadow of the god and demon soul in the sky, Li Xiaobai almost laughed. The cultivators he had seen recently were basically in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, and many were in the Mahayana Stage.

Having seen the shadows of souls that stood tall and straight into the clouds, looking at this soul of the Infant Stage that looked like a baby, there was always an inexplicable sense of funnyness.

"Old man, what is that thing of yours?"

"Isn't the soul too small?"

"Don't show off a soul of this level."

Li Xiaobai waved his hand and said casually.

"Boy, you are so brave, you are going to die!"

The old man was furious when he heard this, and the shadow of the soul in the void made a gesture, and the devil flame surged, sweeping towards Li Xiaobai and covering him.

This demonic flame emits a dark purple light, and a dangerous aura permeates the whole place. Everyone knows that if you are contaminated by this flame, there will be no good end.

"Humph, a mere junior dares to be so arrogant!"

"After all, you are just a person who talks big on paper, a jumping clown, not worth mentioning! My demonic flame is a refined fire of heaven and earth. If an ordinary cultivator is contaminated by a little bit, even the bones in his body will turn into ashes."

"But it is your honor to die under my demonic flame."

The old man stroked his beard and sneered. He originally thought that the other party was a master, but he didn't expect that he would be trapped by his demonic flame as soon as he met him.

He got this flame from a secret realm, which was left by a senior in the past. In order to get this flame, he survived a lot, but the benefits he got were also huge. In a battle of the same level, as long as he sacrificed this fire, he would be invincible and never failed.

This time is the same. For a genius like this who has not grown up yet, age is a disadvantage. He is not good at cultivation or experience. He just cultivates faster.

"Haha, this person will die in three breaths after being wrapped by my magic flame!"

The old man is quite confident.

"Well, good, Song Lao did a great job!"

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

However, Yang Huan and his group looked strange. Are you sure you can kill the boss?

Where does a Yuanying stage cultivator get the confidence from?

And he dared to play with fire in front of the boss. Didn't he know that the whole wasteland was burned by the boss's flame?

For a moment, no one spoke, and they were all silentlyWaiting for the result of the magic flame in the void.

In the flame.

Li Xiaobai felt the problem of the flame on his body, and his face was indescribably strange.

[Attribute points +2000...]

[Attribute points +3000...]

[Attribute points +3000...]

I didn't expect that the old man was also a fire player, and the power of this flame was quite good, but the old man's cultivation was too low, and the cultivation of the Nascent Soul stage could not bring out the true power of the flame.

I think it was a strange encounter, but it was a bargain for me.

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

In just a breath of time, the surrounding dark purple light dimmed, and the violent flame disappeared without a trace.

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"Hehe, this kid is quite capable. He can actually survive in my flames for a breath, but now he is already at the end of his strength!"

"Look, his body is covered by the devil flames, and his body is being constantly eroded and corrupted. In less than two breaths, this person will turn into a pool of pus and dissipate between heaven and earth!"

The old man looked at the flames in the void, smiling, with a confident look on his face.

It's just that he always feels that there is something wrong, but it's not a big problem. The enemy is wrapped in the devil flames and can't survive.

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

"Hehe, Yang Yingzhu, if you obey me now, these people still have a chance to survive. If you insist on resisting, then your fate will be the same as this ignorant kid!"

Yang Huan's face was still weird, as if he was looking at a fool.

"You are living in a dream?"

"You are only at the Nascent Soul stage, and you still want to kill the boss?"

"Who gave you the confidence?"

Jing Kun's face changed. He felt something. He suddenly looked up at the strange black flame in the void. There was indeed a human figure wrapped in it.

But I always felt that something was wrong.

One breath...

Two breaths...

Three breaths...

"Mr. Song, what's going on? Didn't they say that this person would turn into a pool of pus in two breaths?"