The Legend of Douba Resurrection

"That idiot!"

Hun Miesheng was immediately overjoyed.

"What about the Jinglian Demon Fire? My Void Swallowing Flame is ranked higher than it."

Hun Miesheng smiled disdainfully.

I saw the palm of his hand slowly protruding from under the wide robe, and a group of strange black flames suddenly emerged, and the black flames rolled and condensed faintly into a strange human face, with strong devouring power coming from him. The mouth of the face quickly spread away.

"Void Swallowing Flame? I didn't expect a person from the Soul Race to be in charge of the Void Swallowing Flame, which ranks second on the Alien Fire Ranking!"

"Then, isn't Young Master Xiao in danger? I heard that he obtained the Jinglian Demon Fire in the Demon Fire Space two years ago, but the ranking of the Jinglian Demon Fire is also one place lower than the Void Swallowing Flame."

"Hey, the cards of the Soul Race are really emerging one after another, and the battle is about to reach a stalemate again."

Someone with extraordinary eyesight had already recognized the identity of the black flame face in Hun Miesheng's hand, and everyone became a little downcast again for a while.

Xiao Yan's advantage over Hun Mie Sheng just now may be lost under this nothingness swallowing flame.

"Hmph, Xiao Yan, take out your Jinglian Yaohuo and see if the second one or the third one is stronger or weaker."

The compliments from the spectators below made Hun Miesheng even more proud.

"Who told you that I'm going to summon the Jinglian demon fire? It's inexplicable."

Xiao Yan glanced at Hun Miesheng strangely, and immediately pinched his hand and said: "Void Swallow Flame, here!"

After hearing this, Hun Miesheng was slightly taken aback, then pointed at Xiao Yan and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, I said Xiao Yan, you are not..." Boom! ""

"Oh!"

A group of black flames with endless blackness immediately appeared in front of Xiao Yan, and while wriggling rapidly, they quickly gathered into a black face that was exactly the same as the opposite face.

ps: Fourth update

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Hun Miesheng stared blankly at the black face that Xiao Yan summoned, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

He can be [-]% sure that the black flame face in this chapter is indeed transformed by the Void Swallowing Flame, and the breath it emits is exactly the same as the one he summoned, no, it should be said to be stronger.

This is unreasonable for him, obviously he is the real one, a counterfeit who doesn't know where he came from, it seems that his aura is stronger than his real one.

Does he lose face when his soul dies? !

"It's another void swallowing flame, what's going on?"

"Could it be that both are the legendary Different Fire Zihuo, not the main body?"

"No, no, since it is Zihuo, it must be separated from the body of the different fire. Then which side is in charge of the body of the Void Swallowing Flame? How can the enemy and us have the same Zihuo at the same time?"

Now the well-informed experts from all walks of life are also confused.

"I know, this is the one that the Jinglian demon fire forcibly snatched from here that day, it must be like this."

With a sudden change of mind, Hun Miesheng immediately figured out all this.

"Congratulations, you only got half of the answers right. You also have one that you borrowed from Hunfeng, the young patriarch of the Soul Clan. There are two in total, but soon I will have three."

Xiao Yan replied with a smile.

"I said why its breath is stronger than mine, but don't be complacent, it's not certain who will win."

Hun Miesheng stared at Xiao Yan fiercely.

I saw that the palm of his hand was grasped in vain, and the endless fighting energy was shining, and the fighting energy in his body was continuously gathered in the palm.

"Jeep!"

In the astonishment of everyone's eyes, the black flame in his palm suddenly opened his mouth and bit his palm fiercely.

"uh-huh!"

Hun Miesheng let out a muffled snort, and then began to crazily extract the fighting energy in his body, sending it into Hei Yanren's face.

"Buzz!"

As Hun Miesheng's battle energy was continuously swallowed by him, the size of Heiyan's face also rapidly expanded like a blown balloon.

Ten feet, twenty feet, thirty feet...

"Hehe, it's interesting. Before the battle, you have to use your own fighting spirit to support it. This is not a strange fire, it is obviously a master."

The corner of Xiao Yan's mouth twitched, and then he said with a grinning smile: "Void swallows flame, swallow it!"

He wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity, foolishly wait for Hun Mie Sheng to gather momentum before making a move, waiting to be counter-killed?

"Buzz!"

A dazzling black aura suddenly erupted from the body of the Heiyan face in front of Xiao Yan, and as the black awn squirmed rapidly, a hundred-foot-high black dragon emerged immediately.

"Roar!"

The Baizhang black dragon raised its head to the sky and let out an angry roar. After nimbly swiping its tail, it used this force to go straight for Soul Destruction.

The same different fire, two evolutionary directions.