Chapter 376: eaten

"Ha ha?"
Yu Wanlou was surprised for a moment, and immediately couldn't help laughing.
"Fire? Are you playing with fire in front of this king?"
He seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world.
[Zhenlong Ziyan] is the power of the profound strength extended by the strongest blood of the royal family. It is one of the three strange fires of the entire North Sea Empire, ranking third, and it can be described as the top emperor in the fire attribute.
The person who masters this fire attribute power is almost invincible among the similar metaphysical attributes.
Boom!
The purple flame burst out of the body of the young lord Yu Wanlou in an instant, jumping like a purple elf, containing the power of terror, but intimately surrounding his body.
It seems that Yanlong breathes.
The private room was immediately energized.
The air seems to be twisted by the high temperature.
Others had to run the Xuanqi to resist this stinging heat.
Only Lin Beichen was unaware.
He stood in front of Qian Qian and Qian Qian, resisting the oncoming heat.
This is just an instinctive action.
Logically speaking, under the shocking heat wave, the entire private room should be transformed into a hot prison. That's right.
But Lin Beichen was so blocked that the two girls actually held it.
Lin Beichen's eyes fell on Yu Wanlou.
The clothes and accessories on the latter were intact, bathed in flames, and showed no signs of being burned by the purple flame.
Could this be the reason why the fire martial arts mastered his own strength?
It seems that I still need to think more about cultivation and familiarity.
Seeing Lin Beichen suddenly silent, everyone else thought that this Yunmeng dude was scared.
They haven't reacted yet. Why was Lin Beichen, who used to be an attribute of the water system, suddenly exerted a force of flame at this time, but this is not important.
The power of any flame attribute, when encountering [Zhenlong Ziyan], is like a common person encountering a god, naturally being defeated, and a dead end.
"This is the real flame profound energy."
Yu Wanlou laughed and raised his hand, his fingers were like swords, and he swung out.
"Dragon Flame Sword ... Let's die."
Lilac flame, turned into a sword shape, slowly cut open the void, separated the air waves, struck Lin Beichen.
Everyone can clearly feel what kind of terrible power of destruction is contained in this sword-shaped flame.
Not to mention Lin Beichen, the two girls behind him, as well as the wooden wall of the pavilion, were all cut into powder.
"Be careful!"
Cui Mingzhu shouted subconsciously.
Lin Beichen's face showed a strange color.
In the next moment, as if he was scared and stupid, he raised his hand directly and grabbed it towards the sword-shaped purple flame that came slowly.
Although a layer of orange-red flames appeared on his five fingers, wrapping his palms, but what's the use?
How can ordinary fire be compared with [Zhenlong Ziyan].
The faces of many aristocratic youths are cruel.
This debris that should kill 10,000 knives finally has to be retaliated.
Everyone is looking forward to seeing Lin Beichen being immersed in Ziyan and wailing in misery and horror, struggling to beg for mercy.
However-
Zizizi!
The strange sound of flame jumping.
Lin Beichen not only grabbed the sword-shaped purple flame, but also pinched it in his fingertips, making it impossible to make any further progress.
The grin on everyone's face instantly solidified.
The sound of cold air rang in the air.
Lin Beichen squeezed the wisp of sword with its destructive power, such as pinching the visible things, then he extended his other hand, and there were orange-red flames on his palms. Rub it hard.
Ziyan in the shape of a long sword, like a ball of paper, was crumpled into a ball by him.
The round purple flame jumped and flickered in his palm.
"what?"
"This is impossible……"
Noble youths exclaimed incredulously.
The little prince Yu Wanlou's calm and confident face, at this time, it was as if he had seen a ghost in the day, and he was shocked.
Outsiders only know the prestige of [Zhenlong Ziyan].
And he is the one who really cultivates and masters this power.
He really knew how terrible this power was.
The more you practice, the more you understand the horror of this power.
Every fire encounters [Zhenlong Ziyan] and is absolutely vulnerable.
But now, his worldview has been subverted.
Lin Beichen turned to his "real dragon purple inflammation" by rubbing the orange-red flames on his palms?
What is his flame?
Yu Wanlou was horrified in his heart, and a terrible thought suddenly appeared.
At this time, Lin Beichen made another move that shocked everyone.
He took the rounded "Zhenlong Ziyan" and raised his hand to his mouth, showing his white teeth, and clicked a few bites, just like eating fruit, he ate directly ...
eaten……
Lost……
...
Eyes of noble youths almost burst out of their eyes.
Yu Wanlou only felt the pain of his heart twitching.
Lin Beichen finished eating, burped, and looked like he was never satisfied: "Hiccup ... it tastes good, I will have another one."
He didn't know why he did this.
Swore to heaven.
He is definitely not trying to pretend.
But after rounding the sword-shaped purple flame, an impulse from the depths of the soul drowned him like a spring, as if there was a voice in his ear, constantly saying to him-
Eat, eat, eat, eat it!
He almost acted subconsciously.
After eating, his own heart was also stunned.
What did I just do?
Eat a fire?
Does get gastritis?
Will there be pantothenic acid burning heartburn?
Does have indigestion?
Can you finally excrete?
If it can, pull it out ... what would it be?
A series of question marks flashed wildly in his mind.
But no matter what, the fire you eat yourself, with tears, you have to force it to finish.
Depending on the situation, this effect is not bad?
Lin Beichen looked at Yu Wanlou.
Pretended to be calm.
At this time, the latter could not do it even with pretentious calm.
This arrogant little lord is no longer able to maintain the slightest calmness, and lost his voice: "Are n’t you a water-type profound spirit? Why ... you awakened [Royal Dragon Dragon]? You ... in the end ... yes who?"
[The Emperor's Dragon Fire], the head of the three wonders of the Empire!
Only [Imperial Dragon's Dragon Flame] can restrain [True Dragon's Purple Flame] to this extent.
"I am your uncle."
Lin Beichen Road.
The next moment, his figure moved.
Boom!
Is still a punch.
Fist attached to orange-red flames.
"Crazy!"
Yu Wanlou roared with hate.
"Even if you have mastered [Royal Emperor's Dragon Fire], but at such a meager level, how can you compete with me? Give me defeat!"
Quickly squeezed his handprints.
Between the opening and closing of ten fingers, the purple flame of the whole body circulated wildly, and the mysterious purple light symbol circulated, forming a mysterious circle of countless purple light in front of him, guiding Zi Yan to condense into a long sword in an instant.
咻!
Yu Wanlou picked up the sword in his hand and cut it out.
Boom!
Fist and sword intersect!
Deafening roar.
The momentary burst of energy oscillated out in all directions.
Crackling!
The large table in the hall was directly shaken. The food and soup on the top spilled out, and the tableware hit the surrounding walls fiercely, causing a wave of water ripples and setting off the power of the seal.
"Uh ... puff."
Purple Sword was instantly cut off.
Yu Wanlou flew backwards, hit the wall fiercely, was bounced back by the water ripple ripples, stumbled to the ground, a mouthful of blood spewed out, his face pale as snow.
Lin Beichen grabbed the broken purple flaming sword, rubbed his hands, and then rubbed out a few round balls, held it by his mouth, and clicked to eat it.
"Dead."
He made great strides and struck Yu Wanlou with another punch.
Take your life while you are sick.
Has torn his face to this extent, Lin Beichen is about to kill.
Do n’t care what kind of little prince or grand commander, who provokes his woman, must die.
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