Chapter 679: Surrender to Three Thousand Flames

"This human!"
San Qianyan fiercely gritted his teeth.
Its flames were suppressed!
"boom!"
The rudimentary form of Emperor Yan controlled by Chu Mo has been transformed into a huge sky-covering fire lotus, with gorgeous flame petals, showing four colors, extremely beautiful, but with an extremely dangerous atmosphere of terror.
Fire Lotus keeps attacking San Qianyan's huge body, slowly suppressing it.
"Roar!"
The gigantic fire dragon, struggling constantly in the fire lotus, never broke free. And the flame of Emperor Yan suppressed the purple and black flames around him.
The strongest means of abnormal fire is the flame, the flame is suppressed, it really has no good way.
Long Guang's brilliance is gradually bleak.
Thousands of flames are more and more angry, and if it is not to break the seal and consume his own origin, he will not be suppressed so quickly.
Chu Mo smiled at the corner of his mouth, standing in the void, looking at the fire of San Qianyan, and looking around the gorgeous flame.
The flame above San Qianyan ’s body was slightly dim, but Chu Mo found out that the surrounding void was constantly infiltrating a force of stars, and then was drawn into the body by San Qianyan ’s fire, and With the influx of the power of these stars, the flame above its body is gradually becoming stronger again.
"It is worthy of the title of undead fire."
Chu Mo murmured, he could suppress the opponent for a while, but now that the balance is growing, he still can't surrender.
"You can't let it continue to absorb the power of stars."
Chu Mo shook his head, a flash of fierceness flashed in his eyes. Suddenly a golden flame erupted again, and the pure yang appeared.
Three thousand Yan Yanhuo looked coldly at Chu Mo who appeared in front of him, but when this golden flame appeared, he had a rare look of consternation.
"This human, there is still another kind of fire? This breath, could it be the Golden Emperor's burning heaven? No, some are wrong."
Three thousand Yan Yanhuo shook his head, but a terrified look finally appeared in his pupils. Although it was suppressed, it was clear that the flame that looked around him could only suppress it.
It won't kill it at all, but Chu Mo still has a powerful strange fire, and he really can't guarantee it.
"You finally know that you are afraid?"
Chu Mo smiled, the silver awn flashed above the soles of the feet, and the low thunder sounded resoundingly, directly appearing like a ghost on the top of San Qianyan's fire, wrapped in a golden flame, and facing him fiercely The head banged past.
Facing Chu Mo's attack, San Qianyan, who was in a weak state, was reluctant to retreat. The dragon tail flicked and slammed into Chu Mo's fist.
"boom!"
Between the two collisions, the two flames suddenly dent in a few arcs, and then a violent storm surged, and some black cracks in the space.
The strong force also caused Chu Mo and San Qianyan to retreat some distances apart. The latter roared back to the sky and sang a dragon. An extremely scary purple-black flame column was sprayed against Chu Mo. And go.
"Roar!"
Three thousand Yan Yanhuo raised his head in pain and roared, distracted from defending Chu Mo's attack, and his body was once again attacked by Diyan's prototype.
good chance!
Chu Mo's eyes brightened, his feet a little, and he moved forward again. In the blink of an eye, it flashed in front of the other party, wrapped in the palm of the golden flame, and hit the other party's forehead.
The golden flame penetrated into the origin of the other party, a mysterious feeling rose, and Chu Mo immediately exploded his consciousness.
The three-thousand-year-old blaze for a moment, and also resumed sober again. At this time, it seemed to understand what. In the dragon's eyes, the cold fierce blast suddenly shot out, staring at Chu Mo.
The souls of one person and one fire instantly rushed together.
This is extremely risky. If Chu Mo couldn't control the other party, he might be punished by the other party and seriously injured. At that time, it is impossible for San Qianyan to give up the fire, which is the strange fire that was sent to him.
The profound mysterious feelings in Chu Mo's heart are getting stronger and stronger. After a while, a sudden flower blooms in front of him, and the spirit is still in a trance before reappearing. , And he is in the middle of this endless flame.
"Human, you angered me!"
In the purple-black flame space, the sound of angry dragon chanting suddenly came, and the gusty wind screamed, and an unusually large dragon slowly rose from the sea of ​​fire, and then entangled the sky, staring coldly at the fire Chu Mo within the sea.
"Oh, little beast, I want to see what kind of waves you can set off."
Chu Mo smiled in the corner of his mouth, and the golden consciousness began to erupt.
Originally, even if the souls confronted each other, it would take a long time to surrender such a powerful fire, but Chu Mo knew that what was lacking most now was time. Otherwise, there will be a lot of trouble when the soul temple comes.
So at the beginning, the sky of golden consciousness was suppressed towards the fire dragon.
"Very human, you are delusional !!!"
Three thousand Yan fired his teeth, but there was no way but to fight desperately. On the outside, his body was suppressed by the prototype of Emperor Yan. On the inside, Chu Mo was carrying the power of the golden flame, and he couldn't do anything about it.
His breath can only be prepared to become weak.
"Come on, you can't escape."
Chu Mo's figure stepped towards the origin of the fire of San Qianyan. He lifted his palm, a golden fire burst out of his palm, and the consciousness poured in, and the small fire dragon was locked at once, and the terrible suction was towards it. Skimmed.
"Do not!!!"
With a loud, extremely unwilling roar.
Chu Mo slammed his fist suddenly, and a very deep purple-black flame appeared in his palm! This is the source of the fire of San Qianyan!
"broken!"
Lifting his head, looking around the soul space of this picture, Chu Mo said lightly.
The sound fell, and the surrounding space suddenly violently fluctuated, and immediately clicked, and turned into countless small space debris, bursting apart.
In the moment when the soul space exploded, Chu Mo, sitting cross-legged in the star field filled with purple-black flames, also slowly opened his eyes.
"Finally, I didn't waste my time."
Chu Mo withdrew Emperor Yan and pure Yang Yan, looking at the purple-black flame in his palm and smiling slightly.
He whispered softly, and then took a mouthful to swallow the purple-black flame into his belly.
As soon as the original fire entered the body, a scorching heat creeped out of the body quietly, and Chu Mo quickly sat cross-legged. The battle between the gorgeous Emperor Yan's prototype and San Qianyan's fire started again, but This time, the battlefield moved to Chu Mo's body.
For swallowing the fire, Chu Mo is already familiar with it.
…………
…………