"You come first, so as not to say that I bully you!"

Chen Feihan said.

Ye Fengmo was stunned and then shook his head in a funny way.

childish!

He was precocious and disdainful of the show-offs and felt bored.

With this time, it’s better to practice!

Thinking of this, Ye Fengmo said, "I have just refined the water of Xuanyin, but I can't completely control it.

In this way, I condense a stream of mysterious yin water, and you burn it with the magic flame you refined and you will win!"

Said.

When Ye Fengmo raised his hand, water droplets gathered, and then it became a water ball. Then Ye Fengmo pulled his hands and a small river appeared.

"The water of Xuanyin has such control after the first condensed Xuanyin, which is great!"

Zhang Chengfeng nodded, and his eyes became more and more appreciative.

The others also exclaimed, envious of Ye Fengmo's talent.

"bring it on!"

Ye Fengmo shouted loudly.

Chen Feihan paused and immediately praised: "It's great to do this with your age."

“I need your approval?

Don't talk nonsense, hurry up!"

Ye Fengmo was a little impatient.

"That's OK!"

Chen Feihan grinned, and when he raised his hand, a cluster of demonic flames exploded.

Everyone stopped and their eyes almost popped out.

Really...demonic flame?

Zhang Chengfeng's hand shook.

Is there a time when I miss it?

Is this Sun Thief the same genius as Ye Fengmo?

Chen Feihan smiled, controlled the demon flame, and threw it towards the water of Xuanyin.

"Add to the magic vein, it's this moment!"

Chen Feihan only felt that the origin of the Eight Desolates of Heavenly Tribulation Peak was already waving to him.

but……

The demonic flames fly like butterflies.

Halfway through the flight, Haoran's pure golden light shrouded the demonic flames.

Swish!

The originally gloomy and irritable demon flame has become a pure flame of righteousness!

"Che..."

As soon as he approached, the water of Xuanyin evaporated instantly, and then it burned on Ye Fengmo.

Ye Fengmo screamed: "Sun Thief, ambush me?"

After saying that, my brain hurts and faints.

"Grass, this is the Demon-killing Flame!"

Zhang Chengfeng's expression was also shocked, and he rushed to Ye Fengmo in an instant, extinguishing the flames with his surging spiritual power.

Even if you take all your strength, it will take some effort.

Immediately.

Zhang Chengfeng, who was still scared, suddenly looked up and looked at Chen Feihan coldly: "Why, it's very proud to refine the Demon-killing Flame. I feel that my demon vein has no eyes, so I'm here to show it out?

Or... are you here to provoke my demon vein?"

In the end, Zhang Chengfeng's words were already extremely bad.

Chen Feihan was also confused at this moment.

Damn!
Chapter completed!