The White Wolf King turned into a rainbow of flames. The Hanba was covered in black and blue light, and his fist, which was hit with a blue flame, slammed down. W√w    Wく.

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In an instant, the rumbling sound echoed throughout the underground palace, and countless gravels rolled down.

The blue fire and the red fire intersected in the air, but the red flame only supported a few breaths and then dispersed.

The huge body of the White Wolf King fell to the ground.

boom!

There were thousands of Yin corpses on the ground, and hundreds of Yin corpses were directly smashed into flesh mud by the body of the White Wolf King, and blood splattered in all directions.

"noob!"

The moment the White Wolf King fell, Yan Feng jumped off his body and looked at Bai Mi at the moment of surprise.

This drought is so powerful that Bai Mi is a great monster in the Eight Thunder Tribulations!

He punched him down!

The White Wolf King was covered with white hair and the rotten blood of the Yin corpse, but his eyes had an unyielding fighting spirit. He swayed his body and stood up again.

"Come again!"

With a wolf roar, red flames all over the body hang up again, and the bloodiness of the wolf in the White Wolf King was completely aroused.

Even if the wolf dies, he will die on the road to war!

He rushed to the sky with Yan Feng and Xuan Zhen, again and again, and was punched back to the ground every time.

boom!

Once again, Yan Feng looked at Bai Mi at this moment, his fists creaked.

"Xiaobai, stop going."

Yan Feng stood in front of Bai Mi who was bombarded back to the ground again. Bai Mi was lying on the ground at this moment, covered in blood, and even the rogue mouth began to seep bleeding. He couldn't stand up several times even if he wanted to stand up.

Seeing Bai Mi like this, Yan Feng couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. Why did Bai Mi do this? He still wanted to escape with him!

"Your Highness of the Wolf King." Monk Xuanzhen looked up at the King of Chu who had transformed into a drought bar at this moment, and the Yin corpses coming up around him, and then looked at Bai Mi.

"It's all my fault. I have made a decision in my life, but I have not made my own destiny..."

Monk Xuanzhen sighed. He had made an appointment before, and he was ordered to find someone to come with him to the tomb of the King of Chu. This person was Yan Feng.

He believed in heaven all his life, and he didn't know why, but he still did it and successfully found Yan Feng.

"What destiny!"

Yan Feng looked at the drought worm at the top of the underground palace and was walking towards him step by step.

"My life is only in my own hands!"

Yin and Yang flowed in Yan Feng's eyes, and he suddenly grabbed his hand, and the red flame exploded. The red flame on his body also soared into the sky, several feet high.

"Fate... is in his own hands." Monk Xuanzhen looked at Yan Feng, with a shocked expression in his eyes. At this moment, he seemed to understand why the Heavenly Dao asked him to find this young man.

If you can still have the will to fight at this time, there are few such young people in the world.

"Boy Yan, you said it well! What a destiny that I have ruined my destiny? I have never believed in this thing in my life!"

The White Wolf King gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up, letting the blood flow, and the red flame on his body rose again.

Yan Feng jumped onto the wolf's head, and Xuan Zhen also got onto the wolf's body.

Damn, it's all the same! I'm sorry for myself if I don't fight once!

"Xiaobai, let's... come on!"

Bang!

The red flame burst, and the White Wolf King rushed straight to the drought.

Yan Feng clenched his fist and punched it out. The red flames thundered away, mixing with the fire flames of the White Wolf King, and with the sound of breaking the wind, it turned into a flame rainbow.

At this moment, the drought bar transformed by the King of Chu was holding the female corpse in his arms. His dark blue eyes swept Yan Feng and the White Wolf King, and his other hand swung out with a blue flame.

boom!

The red and blue fire intersected in the air, and strong winds and waves spread out everywhere, causing the collapse of the underground palace.

Yan Feng stood on the wolf's head, felt the powerful power of Drought Ba, and bleeding came from his mouth in an instant!

In the power of this wild hunting, he roared to the sky and extracted the potential in his body infinitely. A black flame began to appear in Yan Feng's eyes, hovering deep in his eyes at the same time as the red flame.

There was also a black flame coming out of his body, starting with a wisp, two wisps, and then surging out!

boom!

The endless ink flame mixed with the red flame, coupled with Bai Mi's power, instantly vaguely resisted the drought.

The Hanba glanced slightly, with a look of contempt in his eyes, and the power in his hands suddenly pressed down.

In an instant, the blue flame soared into the sky, and instantly suppressed Yan Feng and Bai Mi's already slightly improved power.

After being suppressed again, a bloodthirsty intention began to surge in Yan Feng's eyes, and blood was also coming out of his body, and blood beads dripping from his heart and mouth reacted again.

"Boy Yan, no, this bead is too murderous!" Bai Mi said quickly.

"No? Is there any other way?"

Yan Feng looked at Lanhuo who was about to come to his face and made a decision in his eyes, although Fang Mu had repeatedly reminded him that this drop of blood should not be used casually.

This thing has too much evil spirit and killing intention. Every time it is used, it will vaguely change Yan Feng's temperament, and there will be endless troubles. It is even possible that Yan Feng will eventually fall into the devil's path!

But now, Yan Feng can't think so much.

To be honest, I'm going to die now!

Relax your mind and the blood drops from your heart mouth enter the main heart meridian again.

The pupils shrank, and the meaning of blood red in an instant, Yan Feng's head and eyebrows turned blood red, and a surging blood storm began to rage out of his body, mixed with the second red and black flames, turning into a storm and sweeping away.

But in Yan Feng's eyes, there is another color...

From the beginning, Yan Feng did not intend to use this power to fight Drought, because he knew that Drought was definitely not an existence he could resist at this moment. When his power reached its peak, his body actually jumped back from the wolf's head.

Bai Mi's wolf's eyes shrank in an instant.

"Boy Yan!"

"Walk!"

Yan Feng's body fell behind the White Wolf King, and he slapped it out with a palm, turning all the strongest power into thrust. Bai Mi and the monk Xuanzhen on his back instantly skipped the drought bar between this thrust and were hit to the top of the underground palace.

boom!

With a roar, Bai Mi's huge body directly hit a big hole in the underground palace.

But at the same time, with the withdrawal of power, all the power of the drought bar was vented on Yan Feng's body. The blue fire came to his body, and the meaning of the drought bar was Yan Feng, and Yan Feng instantly spewed out blood.

With just one breath, Yan Feng was seriously injured. His body fell, and his blood was floating in front of him. Looking at the drought that was coming towards him, Yan Feng had no fear in his eyes. After experiencing so many life and death, he had already taken it lightly.

And the drought was obviously angry, and someone could run out from under his nose.

"Xue'er, where are you..."

A big hole was knocked out at the top of the underground palace, and the moonlight poured quietly through the entrance of the cave.

"Are you looking at the moon now?"

Yan Feng looked at the bright moon and didn't care about the drought that came with anger.

He remembered the days in the past and those days with Lin Xueer.

What I like most is to hug Lin Xueer, sit on the lawn in the yard, look at the bright moon in the sky, and listen to Lin Xueer's advice in his ears.

In his eyes, the moon is Lin Xueer. Lin Xueer's eyes, nose, mouth... are all reflected in his eyes.

"Xue'er, I miss you so much..."

With his body falling, Yan Feng's mouth smiled, and he stretched out his hand to grab the moon in the sky.
Chapter completed!