Sun Hao leaned forward slightly in the drink and violently attacked with his right fist. A lion roared and rushed to Yan Wang.
King Yan has taken several lion attacks against him for a long time. Although this attack is sharper than he is wary, it can at best give him a little trouble and cause a little damage, and the horse will recover after absorbing some flames.
King Yan waved a flaming iron fist and did not hesitate to respond to the roaring lion.
Sun Hao’s eyes flashed clean and drank a "sword collapse mountain"
A flash in the agarwood sword is hard to see with the naked eye, and the speed is also attacked.
"Boom" An agarwood sword hit the chest of the king of inflammation accurately than before.
The sword collapsed and the mountain was flooded with great power, but the king of inflammation was horrified to find that his stalwart flame body was cracked inch by inch.
King Yan’s fists were slammed and his chest agarwood sword was violently shaken out of the body.
"Ah", the collapse force of agarwood sword was quickly guided to escape.
Seeing that the King of Inflammation can lead to collapse and disperse forces, Sun Hao slammed the lion violently, and the lion has stormed along this force without hesitation, waving a series of claw shadows and slapping the part where the King of Inflammation was hit by the agarwood sword.
Inflammation king face upwards a roar body is finally bear this power hit crashing fracture.
Flaming magma rushed out of the body.
A green flame also flew out.
The chest was blown up, but the body of Yan Wang was still connected by flames and was not completely divided into two parts.
It is not too difficult to shout at the king of Zhongyan’s hand and stretch it out to get the blue source fire to fall into his hand and recover the collapsed body.
Is not such as phlogistic king hand caught the source fire had planned Corleone has whisked out a piece of cloth.
The cloth rose in the wind and shouted, wrapped the whole green flame layer by layer in Sun Hao’s hand, and wrapped the green flame cloth and flew to Sun Hao.
Inflammation of the king a little one leng doubt in my heart, this world is incredibly still a cloth can wrap their own fire without being lit?
Soon he was horrified to find that the cloth wrapped himself had lost contact with the flame.
King Yan was frightened to disgrace, and his hands quickly grasped the parcel.
Sun Hao’s mind moved, and the cloth wrapped in green flame crossed an arc and fell into Sun Hao’s hands ~ ~
Chapter five hundred and seventy-six Refining fire elves
Ghost silk cloth can carry the yellow water, and indeed as expected, Sun Hao can wrap the flame of Yan Wang Yuan.
Hand a recruit silk cloth wrapped in green flame back to hand quickly a vibration god knowledge appeared a jade box casually threw the silk cloth wrapped in green flame into the box god knowledge and move the box has been put away.
The king of inflammation descended anxiously and angrily.
Sun Hao did not show weakness and stood up and attacked the lion violently.
King Yan’s strength is particularly strong, and this fire is very fierce. The green flame was destroyed, and the flame sickle was inflamed in Wang Zhan. Finally, it was fatal to fight fierce and abnormal injuries, and it was not fatal to play.
Although Sun Hao occupied the advantage, he also suffered many attacks and injuries.
The fierce battle lasted for half an hour, and Sun Hao’s agarwood sword made another achievement. A sword collapsed the mountain and collapsed most of the body of Yan Wang, and then the lion violently attacked and completely destroyed the unwilling roaring Yan Wang, causing a little spark to fall into the lake magma.
Smiled Sun Hao threw himself a dead wood, and the more a milky brilliance flashed across the fierce battle, the king left scars and recovered in less than a moment.
Sun Hao, with a smile on his eyes, turned his attention to the lake.
There, a fire spirit still sits cross-legged hand in hand, trying to refine Sun Hao’s small flame.
Sun Haozhong stepped forward and stepped out of the body faster and faster, like a big bird diving from it, and the virtual image of the lion in front of him killed the past first, and the agarwood sword also killed the past in a flash.
The fire spirit is fighting against the small flames, and the war is tight. They didn’t expect that the old king Yan would lose and lose so quickly.
Sun Hao rushed to the fire and found that the situation was wrong. He wanted to get up and fight, but he was a little unable to come.
The lion’s virtual image was killed by Sun Haoti, a fire essence, agarwood sword, a fire essence and three fire spirits, and they were attacked almost at the same time.
When the attack came, the fire spirit fled hand in hand and rushed to the lake magma.
The enemy’s potential in Dalian is destroyed, and Wang Boss can’t stop it. Run away.
"Boom" fire essence was crushed by Sun Haoyi’s body in boxing. Sun Hao’s right hand stretched out and caught a flame. Almost at the same time, the virtual image of the lion also blew away another fire essence. Sun Hao’s left hand stretched out and caught a flame.
Sun Hao defeated two fire spirits, and at the same time, the agarwood sword was incomparable in speed, and the five fire spirits were strung together like kebabs.
According to the truth, the agarwood sword is not very long, and it can’t string the five fire spirits, but the agarwood sword is extremely fast. At this moment, there is an illusion that it has been stretched, and the five fire spirits have struggled together and can’t earn for a while.
Almost Sun Hao killed two fire spirits at the same time, and the agarwood sword collapsed. Yue Libo sent five fire spirits to escape and scattered a little bit of Mars.
Five source flames shot out of the magma.
Sun Hao drank a "where to go" hand, and after a few struggles in five fire sources, he was involuntarily photographed by Sun Hao.
Smiled Sun Hao took out several jade bottles and put the flame in the bottle.
The last one who narrowly escaped the fire spirit rushed to the magma lake, but before he jumped into the magma, his body suddenly shook and stiffened, and then he couldn’t help falling into the lake along the original flapping.
The lake was stimulated and burst into a column of fire, which rose high.
Sun Hao looked at the lake with a smile on his back and hands.
In a moment, a small purple flame "shout" jumped out of the lake from the fire essence and floated in front of Sun Hao’s body.
At this time, the color of the small flame is dark purple, but it is still a line short and cannot be transformed into black.
It is more difficult for a real fire to turn from nine to one. It takes a lot of accumulation for a small purple flame to transform into a black flame, and it takes a certain chance to break the cocoon into a butterfly black flame to complete the first turn.
King Yan and fire spirits were wiped out, and some delicate fire spirits fled to hide in this lake.
These elves don’t have the fighting capacity. They usually rely on each other with Yan Wang Huo essence. The elves give Yan Wang Huo essence a better cultivation environment, while Yan Wang Huo essence gives them better protection.
The patron saint was killed by Sun Hao, and the elves scattered and fled into the lake.
The purple flame drooled over these elves and rushed to the lake, then stopped in front of Sun Hao and was restless.
Sun Hao’s mind moved, and a small flame jumped into the magma to chase the scattered fire elves.
Sun Hao cried the flame in the lake in front of him, and the fire column kept erupting and the heat wave kept pouring up.
The small flame quickly chased a fire elf, and the fire elf was entangled in the panic expression.
Sun Haoti also floated up and chased a fire elf. The palm-sized elf department was composed of flames, like a milk doll with a vivid face.
It’s a little hard to kill such an elf creature.
Sun Hao was extremely fast and caught a fire elf with one hand.
Caught by Sun Hao, the elf knows that he can’t be lucky. First, he showed a pathetic expression to Sun Hao. Sun Hao kept kowtowing and begging Sun Hao to let him go.
Sun Hao was unmoved, and Yan Long’s nine folds were covered with real yuan.