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Chapter 509 Ten-fingered Demon Flame vs Scarlet Slaughtering Flame

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Jiu Jian's face turned black, and his two huge nostrils spurted out two thick air, obviously very angry, and shouted angrily: "Little bastard, dare to tease me, let you taste my true skills, the ten-fingered demon flame!" Jiu Jian waved his palms forward, and ten black demon flames shot out from ten fingers and shot towards Han Yun. On the way, it suddenly exploded and rushed towards Han Yun like a huge wave. The black flame was not high in temperature, but it had a strong demonic aura, which had a strong corrosive effect on the soul, and was similar to the great soul-transforming method.

Han Yun didn't dare to be arrogant. It was a lucky chance to successfully subdue Jiu Jian last time. Jiu Jian was careless and got the ultimate move of Zi Emperor. Han Yun took advantage of it and knocked Jiu Jian down. Zi Emperor almost lost his life because of this. Looking at the demon flames that were like evil waves, Han Yun stepped on the demon-suppressing stone. The demon-suppressing stone was magnified and hit the rolling demon-suppressing flames dozens of times.

Pang!

The waterfall hit the stone, and the Buddha's light was clear and motionless. The surging black flames scattered everywhere. The monsters nearby looked frightened and screamed and flew away desperately. The slow speed was swept by the demon flames. They immediately hugged their heads in pain and screamed in ferociousness, describing them as miserable. Finally, they turned into a ball of flying smoke, and even their souls were completely burned. Zhang Wuji and others were frightened and spread their bodies and escaped far away, so as not to become a fish that could harm the pond. Chu Junchuo looked coldly, with no expression on his pretty face, the long sword had already returned to the sheath, wearing a yellow shirt, and was alone, without any intention of retreating. Long Ruo glanced at Chu Junchuo, and his hands were habitually carried behind him, and he spoke for the first time: "Do you think he will win?"

A look of surprise appeared in Chu Junchuo's eyes. She and Long Ruo were both taciturn people. Although they had fought for more than ten times, they said no more than ten words. Sometimes they even took action as soon as they met. They parted ways after the winner and the outcome was apart. It was the first time they met like today, and it was a topic that had nothing to do with sword competition. Chu Junchuo stared at the demon-suppressing stone and the ten-fingered demon flames in his heart, and he felt a little nervous.

Seeing that Chu Junchuo did not answer, Long Ruo said lightly: "I don't think he can win. The difference in strength is too far. No matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it will be futile!" Jiandao's cultivation has reached his level, and his eyesight and insight are naturally extraordinary. Han Yun seems to be powerful on the surface and has a strong aura, but he still feels that Han Yun's power is obviously relying on external forces, not because of his own strength. On the contrary, Jiu Jian is completely powerful, and I'm afraid his strength is even more perverted than that of the cultivators in the fusion stage.

Chu Junchuo's eyesight was naturally not inferior to Long Ruo. He knew that what the other party said was also true, but he was still a little uncomfortable. His eyebrows were as bright as those of a distant mountain frowned and said indifferently: "He will win!"

Long Ruo frowned. Although Chu Junchuo's words were very calm, he was unquestionable in his tone, and even had a kind of blind confidence. Chu Junchuo's somewhat almost blind confidence in Han Yun was naturally formed after spending a long time with Han Yun. In her opinion, nothing was difficult for this little thief. No matter how difficult the matter came to him, he would solve it. There seemed to be something special on him. No matter how higher your cultivation is than him, as long as you are with him, he would gradually emerge, making the people around him slowly get used to being alone.

It was like in the Five Elements Realm, his cultivation was much higher than his, but he had to follow his arrangements. Then this guy succeeded in helping him get rid of the dilemma of the Spirit Transformation Purification Bottle, and he also made a big fuss in Chicheng and stole the spiritual medicine, the jade girl, the golden boy; he rushed into the chaotic vortex to save himself, and in the end he was also successful; he broke into the Wood Ghost Realm alone and successfully rescued the Divine Wood Saint Zhaoyao. Chu Junchuo's almost blind confidence in Han Yun was slowly formed in the face of various crises and difficulties with Han Yun, and even habits became a dependence.

Long Ruo didn't understand Chu Junchuo's confidence very much, but based on his understanding of Chu Junchuo, she was definitely not the kind of blind woman, nor the kind of vine that wanted to treat men as big trees, unless the man was indeed strong enough to make her so blindly confident. Long Ruo's eyes fell on Han Yun and observed carefully.

The magic-suppressing stone was stalemate with waves of demon flames, and the Buddha light emitted from the monument gradually contracted and was hit back little by little by little. Jiu Jian's ten fingers were opened, and the black magic-suppressing flames spewed out from his fingers like a rainbow, and crashed towards the magic-suppressing stone. Looking at the magic-suppressing stones that were gradually retreating, Jiu Jian showed a grim smile on his face: "Little bastard, I can't do it before half of my strength has been used? You are too far behind the old man Damon!"

Han Yun did not answer, and his face was still solemn. Gujing was shocked without waves. A jade box appeared in his hand. A bunch of blood-red fireworks was exposed. In an instant, the violent and bloody aura spread. The blood-red fireworks seemed to contain endless sword light and blood shadows, and billions of violent murderous auras. This was the tenth-ranked king of killing on the spiritual fire list - Blood-colored Soul Lou Yan.

A hint of surprise flashed in Chu Junchuo's eyes in the distance. There was more than one bunch of spiritual fire on the thief's body. Could this tyrannical and terrifying spiritual fire be the blood-colored slaughtering Yan, ranked tenth on the spiritual fire list?

Long Ruo frowned and said lightly: "He has a lot of magic weapons, but he has conquered and refined this tyrannical blood-colored sacrificial bunch!"

Chu Junchuo naturally saw this. Although she didn't know what the little thief took out the spirit fire that had not been sacrificed, she believed that the cunning thief could not just take out the blood-colored Lu Yan to show off and scare people. He must have his intention!

"So it's the method of blood sacrifice!" Long Ruo said lightly. Sure enough, Han Yun pointed out with a finger, and a drop of essence and blood squeezed out from his index finger and bounced towards the bunch of blood-colored slaying flames. Chu Junchuo couldn't help frowning. The method of blood sacrifice was extremely harmful to himself. It was a way to kill a thousand enemies and damage him by himself. Ordinary people would not use it until they were bound to death. Has this stupid thief been forced to this point?

Han Yun was still solemn in treasure. His fingers of essence and blood bounced into the blood-colored slaying flames, followed by the Buddha's light on his body, throwing the blood-colored slaying flames into the air. A bunch of purple fire appeared in his right hand and spurted towards the blood-colored slaying flames. The blood-colored slaying flames also exploded instantly. It was originally ranked two higher than the Jedi Purple Flame. In addition, it was tyrannical and bloodthirsty, and it was immediately burned by Jedi Purple Color.

"Oh my God, what are those bastards going to do?" Li Weiwei exclaimed as she looked at the violent blood flames spreading all over the sky. Zhang Wuji and others looked at each other. Which episode did this guy act in? But they quickly understood that the violent and raging blood-colored slaughter fire burst out in all directions with its power and its majesty as the tenth boss on the spiritual fire list. When the wave-like demon flames touched the blood-colored slack, they were so scared that they were forced to retreat.
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