The black air rolled in, pressing closer and closer, and the breath of destruction was overwhelming, making the soul tremble...

Huo Yue'er collapsed on the ground, sweating spread on her forehead, looking at the dark air gradually pressing in horror. Locke's heart couldn't calm down. Can he escape this time?

Suddenly, Locke frowned, and he felt the magic power in his body surge wildly. It seemed that Yan Feng was about to take action.

Locke waved his right hand suddenly, and the dark red dragon sword appeared in his hand. Yan Feng's voice sounded at the same time: "Fatty, if you escape this disaster, I want you to be a slave for the rest of your life."

Before he finished speaking, the vast aura burst out from Locke's thin body. The violent force ignited the space around his body with ripples. Suddenly, a strong wind blew everywhere, making a roar. The staff suddenly raised, and all the elements of the wind and fire in this small world disappeared.

"Roar..." With a roar, the whole space swayed. Yan Feng controlled Locke's thin body to fly up. The dark dragon staff in his hand that had been dull and light became red. Along the staff, a long snake-shaped creature covered with flames appeared and was plated on the staff. The long snake-shaped creature, horse-headed and deer antlers, reborn with four claws, was majestic and arrogant, exactly the same as the gods worshipped in the country where Locke lived in his previous life. The fire dragon opened its mouth wide and let out a roar. A few red beards on his mouth slowly jumped with the flames.

Locke was frightened. Such creatures were so powerful that even their souls were trembling just after a glance. Is this the divine beast "Burning Dragon"?

However, this was just the beginning. Facing the rolling black gas, the breath emitted by Locke climbed to a higher level again. He stood in the air, his robe was rushing and burning in an instant. Every time the purple flames jumped, a wave of ripples appeared in the surrounding space. The scorching temperature spread out!

"Fire Storm!" Yan Feng's loud voice came out. Suddenly, the whole small world trembled violently, and endless gale of wind roared into the sky. Large areas of flames surged out from all over Locke. The gale of wind and purple fire intersected, and then rushed towards the rolling black air.

"Room..." The muffled sound was as thunderous as the ears, and endless flames roared, like an angry sea of ​​fire and black fog collided fiercely. Both were unstoppable. The moment they collided together, the world shook, and sand and stones filled the sky, like mountains and rivers collapsing and the earth collapsed.

The black air in the sea of ​​fire hit waves, and Locke's thin body stood up, and the flames around him jumped violently. On the red staff in his hand, the fire dragon seemed to be breaking free from the constraints, roaring to the sky, and waving his four claws.

Huo Yue'er leaned against the stone wall, her fat body trembled constantly. Not to mention interfering in such a battle, he would lose his bones as long as he was slightly affected. Locke's heart beat violently. If he could have such strength, why would he be protected by Baihui, and why would he bend his knees in front of those nobles of the princes.

"Boom" After the last wave of fire and black fog collided fiercely, the power of the two collided spread. Like a nuclear bomb explosion, the sky and the earth suddenly sank, and the violent waves of air swept open in all directions. The empty space was like the water surface, with ripples rippling. "Boom" for a while, a loud bang came from endless distance.

"Haha... the wind and fire magic god is indeed amazing!" A low voice sounded, lingering in the world.

Lock was shocked. He never expected that Yan Feng had reached the level of divine status, what level of power he was! Huo Yue'er, who was hiding in the corner of the wall, also trembled, but he was not too surprised. When he first entered this space, he vaguely guessed Yan Feng's former strength.

"But, it's a pity! If you still have your body, I might be afraid of you, now...haha."

Hundreds of meters ahead of Rock, a figure emerged. This was a thin old man, skinny and bony, wearing a black robe, and his wrinkled face emitted a faint green light.

The old man smiled at Locke in the air and said, "This little guy's magic has been exhausted, why do you have to hold on? You and I have both stepped into that level, but now they are the same, just the soul body. It's better to go out for a fight, maybe I can spare this little guy's life."

"Hmph" Yan Feng let out a cold voice, and said in a cold voice: "I am no match for the power of the soul. If you practice dark magic, even if your body is damaged, the power of the soul is still at the ninth level. After years of hard work, I'm afraid it is now at the peak of the ninth level!"

"Haha... You said right. I am indeed at the peak of the ninth level now. I am only one step away from being able to combine with my body to be reborn. This step has trapped me for hundreds of years. I didn't expect that the sky had eyes to send you such a soul body in. As long as you swallow you, I will step in. But don't worry, I will help you fulfill a wish after being reborn."

"Hmph, you're saying too early. It's hard to say who will win to death," Yan Feng said coldly. It's impossible for the peak strongman to surrender to whom, even if his strength has dropped significantly now.

"Then I offended me!" said the old man in black robe, waved his right hand, and the black air around his body rose again, and the black air rushed towards Locke.

"Puff" The flames around Locke suddenly surged, and endless magic suddenly surged out of the dragon's staff and transmitted it into his body along his arms. The dry magic power in his body instantly reached saturation...

Could it be that this staff has magic power? After learning to refine weapons, he immediately figured it out. Although the old man in black robe relied on this space and was extremely powerful, if Locke's body could provide magic power, he would be invincible with the power of Yan Feng.

The fire dragon roared, the wind blade was everywhere, and the wind and fire dual-type magic was emitted at the same time, which dispersed the black air. Locke didn't know that this was because Yan Feng's soul power had increased by dozens of times when he came to this space. He had the strength of the ninth level primary level, otherwise he would not be able to take a single move.

The black gas rushed forward one after another, and Yan Feng sometimes emitted a wave of wind blades and fire, and sometimes it emitted a storm and rain. Locke found that only the superposition of wind and fire could kill the black gas shot out by the old man. He gradually became uneasy in his heart. The old man's space magic had not yet been used.

"I replace magic with death energy. You have magical tools to provide magic. I don't know which of us has more reserves." The old man said lightly, and black gas was continuously emitted from his hands. Yan Feng ignored it and mobilized magic to resist. Both of them were once at the peak of human beings, and each magic had the power to destroy the world.

Huo Yueer shrank in the corner and confirmed that there was no danger for the time being, and was also paying attention to the battle between the two sides. While watching, he complained: "It's unreasonable, it's all advanced magic to use any magic."

"Split Lock!"

Just as Yan Feng had used his magic, the old man in black robe suddenly shouted loudly, raised his hands above his head, and made a gesture of closing. Locke secretly shouted in his heart that something was wrong. A dark space crack suddenly appeared in front of him and swallowed him. The terrifying aura almost shook his soul away.

With a "swoosh", just as the dark space crack was about to touch Locke's body, it flashed smoothly, and a transparent eggshell wrapped it in it. The space crack was placed on the eggshell, and a terrible cracking force suddenly arose and hit the eggshell hard.

The eggshell immediately dissipated, and Locke spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards. The power of the cracking space was so powerful. If it weren't for the magic eggshell, it would have shaken him to pieces.

"Are you okay!" Yan Feng's voice sounded in Locke's mind.

"I can't die" Locke endured the pain and sent a voice.

"This old guy is very powerful. If we continue like this, we will definitely die. I can only use the secret technique to fight to the death. I wonder if your body can withstand it."

"You can kill this old guy even if you take action," Locke said in a voice transmission. The old man in black robe just now obviously came to him. He wanted to smash his body. How could Locke not be angry? Even if he dies, he will let the other party lose his skin. This is his principle.

"Haha, let's see how many more times you can block it," said the old man in black robe with a smug smile, and his figure flashed and appeared a hundred meters away from Locke.

"The Demon God's Wrath..."

Locke raised his head suddenly and shouted. The nearly extinguished flames around his body surged again, and a powerful and vast aura burst out, and the heaven and earth rumbled and trembled continuously. He flew up, and the surrounding space was rippling. At this moment, the aura emitted by Locke was extremely huge, dozens of times stronger than before. The flames jumped and burned, and the temperature between the entire small world continued to rise. Locke stood at a high altitude like a storm of sun.

"How could this secret technique fall into your hands!" The old man in black robe showed a look of surprise for the first time. He flashed hundreds of meters and asked loudly. However, the answer was a huge wave of fire.

The fire waves were like lightning, and wherever they passed, the space rippled with endless ripples. The ground that was dozens of meters away, both the earth, rocks and bones melted. The old man in black robe flashed and fled, but he was still one step slower and was splashed on his body by a wisp of flames. He cried out in pain and fell into the distance.

"Damn, is this still a magician? Is it still a magician? Is it necessary to chant spells if I don't live, and I don't need to chant spells when casting taboo magic?" Huo Yue'er was shocked and angry. In his knowledge, the advanced magicians may not need spells when casting smaller magic, but the magic that casts such powerful is also completed in every move.

The old man in black robe climbed up from the ground, stared at Lock hatefully, and said in a cold voice: "The five methods of demon gods, sorrow, anger, roar, hatred, and destruction. I didn't expect you to get the demon gods who have the strongest combat power. However, this is not enough. You must die today and sacrifice your soul for my rebirth."

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"I'm going to see today whether it's your demon god who has increased his combat power, or my demon god who has increased his combat spirit."

"Oh my God, even the five ancient demon gods have come out. These two old guys are really lawless. If their body is still there, will there be their opponents in the five continents in the world?" Huo Yue'er was extremely difficult to calm down. He had heard of these five demon gods. They were created by a peerless powerful man ten thousand years ago. Once the five methods were released, who would compete with him! Each of these five secret methods can improve his strength. It is said that the five methods appear together and the heaven and earth are silent.
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