Ruling The Heavens With Divine Bugs

Seeing the fireball attack in front of him, ye Wufeng just sneered. It's so weak. The flame magic power of the Terran is really weak. Even the flame magic power played by such a level five saint is not as powerful as the flame emitted by the little guy huoqilin. It's even more different than the divine fire. He gently raised his right hand and pressed down the flame.

"Be careful!" Lingxuan's destiny couldn't help shouting. Brother Ye is really too trusting. This is the best magic skill of the saint of the sun. It is said that when he was a semi saint, he hurt a first-class saint with this move. Now he is a fifth-class saint. The power of this move must be unimaginable.

Just as he shook his head and sighed, ye Wufeng flashed in his eyes and drank coldly: "space is frozen!" This is the top magic power of the ice Phoenix family. The extreme ice force ejects and instantly freezes the world, including the flame.

"What, the top ice magic power can even freeze my flame." Du Yang saint's face suddenly changed and he couldn't help reassessing his opponent's strength.

Ye Wufeng slowly put the Yao sun divine sword in his hand into the sheath and put it away. The eye of the heavenly way ran and looked at each other carefully, "well, yes, the spirit of heaven and earth of the flame system, and he has survived two thunder robberies. It's the best choice!" While talking, he nodded with satisfaction. His eyes seemed to be accepting a rare object.

The holy man of Du Yang was so hairy that the person opposite could see at a glance that this separated body had been robbed twice, but he didn't even know it. He was only in a weak period after this heaven and earth spirit body was robbed, and he used the secret method to refine him into his own separated body.

"Old man, Ben, don't discuss something with you." Ye Wufeng looked at him with a smile and said.

"Hum, you want to beg for mercy? Don't even think about it." The saint of Du Yang snorted coldly.

"Well, I can spare the trash behind you one more life, and the spirit of heaven and earth belongs to me." Big little light said.

"Junior, you want to die!" The man of Du Yang Saint stood upside down, and his idea was even on his own.

"The fire burns the sky!" The hot fireballs were scattered like machine gun fire.

The semi saints of lingxuan family changed their faces one after another, which covered them.

"Hehe, old goods, some things can't win by quantity." Ye Wufeng sneered twice, and the power of cold ice came out through his body.

"Space freeze!" This move was originally a large-scale indiscriminate attack on the great magic power, freezing a world. There is no difference between a flame and a hundred flames.

The saint of Du Yang looked solemn, put away his contempt, turned his hands and made a seal, and a huge fist of fire appeared on his head. The power of the world was continuously blessed on the fist of fire.

"Hoo..." when the move was completed, he breathed a sigh and looked ferocious. "Young generation, let you see the horror of the power of the Holy Land in the world."

"Fire Yang boxing, out!" The huge fist of fire came down from the sky with the power of a world.

"Ha ha, ha ha, kill him!" Seeing that ye Wufeng under the terrible flame was about to be burned to ashes, Ling xuandu screamed like a crazy devil.

"It's powerful, but it's far from killing benshao." Ye Wufeng's cool voice came, and the yaori golden sword appeared in his hand again. The power of the world intertwined and wound on the divine sword and suddenly cut it out.

"Nine fold sword pulling, cut the sky!" A huge sword flashed past.

"Click......" the fist of fire is divided into two parts. The incision is very flat, just like a blade across the lake.

"The power of the world of the fifth level Saint belongs to the fire system. It's a pity to waste it. Xiaolei, dinner!"

The cool swallow thunder and burn the sky appeared out of thin air. He took a cold look at the power of the fire world halved by a sword. There was neither excitement nor disdain in his eyes. The quality of the flame was just like that. It could be regarded as divine fire level, but the intensity was still good. After all, it was also the flame of level five saints.

"Suck!" He opened his mouth like a long whale drinking water and swept away all the power of fire.

"The most powerful sword is the power of the world. Why do you, a fourth level emperor, have the power of the world?" The saints of Du Yang can't believe their eyes. In fact, there are many Tianjiao demons who can defeat the saints against the sky, but they are basically done by relying on the supernatural powers and artifacts against the sky. They have never heard of the emperor who formed the world, but the young man in front of them not only has the "world", but also has a much more "world" than himself in essence, This is simply incomprehensible.

Ye Wufeng looked at him with a smile, "it's just the separation of an ordinary level 5 saint. In fact, one sword can kill you. Do you know why I didn't do this?"

"Why?"

"Because this spirit of heaven and earth has little interest in it, how can it damage its own treasure?" The spirit body of heaven and earth that has survived two thunder robberies is very suitable to be used as an artifact. It is likely to refine a high-level artifact.

The saint of Du Yang finally changed his look. He was actually thinking about his own body. He naturally knew how precious the separated body formed by the spirit of heaven and earth was. On the one hand, he put it on the grandson to protect the safety of Ling Xuan's extinction, but the bigger reason is that saints are not allowed on the land of Ling Xuan, No one can threaten their separation. There is no safer place in the world than here.

At this time, he has begun to retreat. The emergence of thunder devouring and burning the sky has completely destroyed his idea of winning, divine fire, and divine fire that can devour other flames. 90% of his strength is in the flame magic power. With this little guy in purple, he will be defeated at all.

"Hum, I'll let you go today. See you next time. You'll die!" Put down two cruel words, he opened the void with a fist and was about to leave.

"Hahaha, you still want to run? You'd better stay and be my spirit!"

Ah Yin, who was laughing with Feng ling'er as if there were no one else, glanced askance. With a wave of his little claw, the originally opened space crack suddenly closed.

"What, you..." the saint Du Yang was shocked.

"Ice cage!" Ye Wufeng quickly finished printing and condensed 64 extremely cold ice pillars with the force of cold ice. According to the "lock spirit array", he built a cage and firmly trapped him in it.

"Boy, let go of me, I'm the saint, the saint of the sun!" Fireballs bombarded the cage continuously.

"Hey, hey, just accept your fate. This cage has a certain effect of immunity to psionic attack, let alone restraining the power of fire."