When I stepped here, a scorching light came over.
Bai Ye covered his eyes with his hands. After a while, the talent eased to adapt. He fixed his eyes and saw a sea of fire in front of him. Above the sea of fire, a man was naked to the upper body, and his body was made of gold, maintaining a meditation posture floating there, like a god.
"I have seen seniors." Bai Ye Zuoyi.
"You don't need to be polite, here, it will be your last battle after entering the Little Unreal Realm."
The man slowly said, his eyes opened, his pupils flashed out, and fire burst out immediately, terrible.
"Since I stepped into the Soul Dao, I have been practicing fire-type spirit art, and awakened the fire-type heaven soul, and realized the profound meaning of flames, so that I became a magma fire body."
He fell from the sky, stepped on the flames, and walked towards the white night.
If it hadn't been for the breath of "Cracking Moon Jade" to shelter him, I'm afraid that at this moment, Bai Yeren had already been lit by the terrifying heat.
"Young man, do you know your responsibilities?"
The fire man did not deliberately get too close to the white night, and stopped at a distance of 100 meters, and deliberately converged the surrounding flames to suppress the temperature.
"Responsibility?" Bai Yewei doubted: "What do seniors mean?"
"Naturally refers to the responsibility of being a soul." Huo Ren smiled softly: "Some people practice the soul road for fame, some for profit, some for the strong and eager to win, and even for the strong and the weak, then What about you? What are you doing for?"
"Me?" Bai Ye thought for a while and smiled lightly: "For myself."
"yourself?"
"I don't want to be manipulated, I don't want to let the strong, that's all."
"If the weak are bullied by the strong, are you willing to take action?"
"depend on mood."
"Look at your mood?" The man was a little surprised.
"Yes." Bai Ye said indifferently: "I am not a saint, and I believe in one, not against my original intention."
"You are not suitable for visiting Vientiane Gate."
"I didn't plan to enter Vientiane Gate either." Bai Ye said frankly.
The fire man said nothing, but a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.
After being silent for a while, he raised his head.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's get started, defeat me, you can enter the upper level and get the opportunity we prepared for you."
He waved.
In an instant, a few terrifying fire dragons rose directly from the sea of fire, directly connected to the sky, overlooking the white night, the vastness of the dragon, oppressed him almost out of breath.
"This is my original fire dragon technique, which can not only burn all the wastes, but also have dragon power, and suppress all generations!!"
"Wuya!"
Bai Ye drew the bleeding red long sword, fighting spirit bitterly.
The fire man didn't bother to say hello. The twelve fire dragons in the sea of fire all rushed forward, roaring, opening their mouths, and one by one huge fireballs that looked like mountains flew over.
The white night slashed in the sky, the soul emperor's momentum exploded, the sword aura swayed wildly, and the fireball was shredded.
But as soon as the dense fireball was smashed, the twelve fire dragons had already arrived.
Roar!
The dragon chanted, and the dragon claw struck.
Bai Ye hurriedly raised his arms to block...
Boom!
The terrifying force directly knocked him into the air, and he fell heavily to the ground. The place where he resisted the dragon's claws was directly scorched, and the flames remained for a long time.
The fire man stepped forward, and twelve fire dragons hovered in the air, constantly screaming and shaking the sky.
He is a god, a god!
Bai Ye found that his soul emperor's power, fighting the profound righteousness, the general profound righteousness, in front of the opponent's Longwei, was as small as a breeze, not worth mentioning.
And every time he swings a sword, the sword energy just comes out, cut into the flame, it will be destroyed immediately.
A deep sense of powerlessness surged in Bai Ye's heart.
The gap is too big! !
The ancestors of the Vientiane Gate that I met before are not worth mentioning before this person! !
He stood up.
The strength of the opponent, even if the pinnacle is standing here, there is bound to be no fight back! ! Moreover, the entire area was invaded by flames, and there was no place that could speculate or even affect the situation.
"You are too weak."
The man looked at Bai Ye indifferently and spoke softly.
"What strength are you?" Bai Ye stood up hard, and secretly gritted his teeth.
But the man was silent.
I don’t know how long, and he spoke again: "I am your invincible existence, not to mention you, even if the king who enters the soul continent comes, it is impossible to be my opponent. This little illusion was originally created by me. Coming out, the same doors that you have seen before are my Vientiane Doors. In my eyes, they are like ants. I only give you a way to go, surrender, and then get out of the small illusion. In this way, you can find one. Fate, if you are stubborn and persistent, then no one can save you..."
Bai Ye panted heavily, staring deeply at the twelve fire dragons and the existence under the fire dragon. The flushed face reflected by the flames showed a sneer.
"I'm afraid you will be disappointed! If Bai Ye wants to surrender, how can I come here? But if I have come this far, how can I surrender lightly?"
"You are not qualified to bargain with me!!"
The man let out a low growl, and the terrible power fell again, and Bai Ye realized that all his bones seemed to be broken. At this moment, the twelve fire dragons in the sky also jumped up and rushed towards Bai Ye.
Bai Ye's eyes were condensed, and the Wuya Sword was put into the scabbard, and he pulled out the Death Dragon Sword without hesitation.
Roar! ! !
A more majestic and burly golden dragon came out of its shell, tearing apart this terrible space, all the flames retreated, and a golden light occupies half of the area.
I saw the twelve terrifying and mighty fire dragons, all turned into a cloud of smoke, disappearing without a trace, and the power of the man was also gone for an instant.
"Dead Dragon Sword!"
The man opened his mouth, and his voice revealed something unexpected.
The destructive power of this sword can be described as shaking the sky.
The White Night's power was fully released, and the Soul Emperor was sacrificed. The power was concentrated in the palm of his hand and cut with a single sword. Although he consumed most of his soul power, his six souls were added and the Soul Emperor possessed, and he could completely swing another sword.
"Get out of the way and let me enter the last floor."
Bai Ye took a deep breath and walked towards the Burning Man with the Dead Dragon Sword.
The dark golden sword body released an incredible brilliance, the flames were all extinguished, and the flames could not be trusted for half an inch.
But at this moment, the man laughed.
"Boy, it's no wonder you can step in here. It turns out that you have this sword as a shelter, haha, interesting and interesting!!" He stared at Bai Ye with torch eyes and laughed: "But don't be proud of this one! Sword, this is not the first time I have faced it, and I want to tell you too!!! This sword is not an invincible existence!!!"
When the voice fell, the man's copper-cast iron body burst into red light, and a series of dragon patterns flickered on the back of his chest, and then the whole body burned, and the flames skyrocketed.
He took a step forward and walked towards the white night.
When Bai Ye heard it, her mood darkened.
This is not the first time he has faced it. Could it be that he has fought with someone who holds this sword before?
"Boy, come again! You have another sword to kill me, if you can use that sword to kill me! I will let you enter the last level!" Huo Ren shouted.
Bai Ye suddenly felt unexpected.
But soon, he became vigilant.
What kind of sword is the Dead Dragon Sword, how can Bai Ye know? This sword is strong when it is strong, and weak when it is weak. No matter the opponent, the sword will kill.
It should be judged from this person's words that he knew the Death Dragon Sword, but why did he dare to say such a thing? Must be dependent?
But Bai Ye had no choice. The man pressed on step by step and continued to oppress him. If he didn't cut him, he would be defeated.
"In that case, don't blame the younger generation for offending!"
He snorted, drew his sword again, and slashed at the man.
Roar!
The terrifying golden dragon screamed with the sword, like a nine-day divine dragon, flying thousands of miles into the sky.
The endless aura filled this place, and an unrivaled might bloomed.
This is the highest sword, and it is also an irresistible sword.
If this sword strikes, even if it rubs some edges, it will definitely be broken.
But the terrible sword intent struck away, and the man didn't dodge at all. Instead, he vowed to walk towards the white night, as if he hadn't seen the sword intent at all.
"what..."
Bai Ye's eyes condensed.
However, he saw that the flames all over his body suddenly turned into a huge sharp mouth, completely swallowing the terrifying sword intent that had hit him.
Bai Ye was stunned.
The power of the Dragon Sword...was completely absorbed by him! !
The flame on his body was mostly extinguished, and it took a moment to recover a little bit. Although he absorbed the sword power of the Dead Dragon Sword, his power was also much smaller at this moment, but no matter what he said, he took the Dead Dragon Sword. One blow, this is an indisputable fact.
Bai Ye was dumbfounded.
"This sword is made from the flesh and blood of the emperor, and it is also a sword that caused a storm. Boy, if you have this sword, are you invincible? Haha, I want to tell you today, this sword is not The sword of invincibility! It won't help you overthrow everything, it has its nemesis." The man sneered: "My dragon flame blood has this effect. The more powerful it is, the more lethal it is against me. Weak hair! If you want to kill me, you can't rely on the most powerful killer move! Only by relying on the accumulation of non-fatal injuries can you kill me!!"
Bai Ye was silent.
"Now, put away that sword, and immediately get out of the little illusion, do you hear it? Get out now!" The man's smile narrowed, and then he roared.
The sound shook the blood in Bai Ye's body.
But his eyes were like torches, and his fighting spirit was awe-inspiring.
"You think too much, even if Dead Dragon Sword can't defeat you, I won't just quit. I'm still standing here and I can fight again. Why give up?"
Bai Ye's eyes drenched, holding the dead dragon sword, and pulling out the Wuya sword with the other hand, not only did not retreat, but stepped towards the man.
The man looked surprised.
"You are not my opponent, and you want to waste time here?"
"I haven't tried my best yet!"
"The dead dragon sword can't defeat me, do you think you can?"
"The Dead Dragon Sword can't defeat you. That's the Dead Dragon Sword, but I'm not the Dead Dragon Sword. My name is Bai Ye!!"
Bai Ye gave a low cry, held both swords, and rushed over.
