Although the dragon-shaped shadow carried an incomparably powerful momentum, after all, it was still weak and some, and it was directly swallowed up before the black flame like a monster.

The tumbling black inflammation is like a hell of a fire like a crazy invasion, not only the dragon shadow, but also the whole body of the clock is covered, and then the madness burns up.

A figure wrapped in a black flame fell from the middle of the air, but the flame of the black-inflammation lion was still raging around it, and even fell into the ground without extinguishing it.

“Oh my God, that’s the fire of the devil!”This guy will be burned, right?”

"The fight was already dead and wounded, this guy... can only blame himself for being unlucky!"

“He can give up, why?”

Seeing the body of the clock falling from the middle of the air, many disciples also had some palsy openings.

Almost at the moment when the voice fell, many disciples suddenly felt a cold attack from the back and hurriedly turned to look at the back.

Only in the peak of heaven, a beautiful figure holding a blue sword rushed out frantically, the face of the beautiful face is full of cold at this moment, and their Tianyi peak teacher Tian Daozi followed closely, and his face was actually a little panicked exhalation, "Qin teacher, please calm down!"

“Calmly?If something happens to you, don’t think about it today!”Qin Qing's dream did not return, but it was a cold drink that quickly fell around the martial arts platform.

When Qin Qing-Dream stood down, the disciples who were too close to the former suddenly felt more clear in the cold, and then they were covered with a layer of frost, which seemed very strange.

"That is the mountain and river peak of the teacher Qin Qing dream, did not expect her here also..." Shanhefeng's disciples looked at each other, but only dared to talk, for fear of being heard by Qin Qing dream.

Although he had been looking forward to the defeat of the clock, but now they have seen each other buried under this black lion, and they suddenly have some heart.

Although Qin Qingmeng has become a beautiful teacher known as the nine-handle with an amazing appearance and a proud posture, but it is more memorable, but it is her extremely hot temper!

If the clock is really dead on this martial arts platform, not only the reputation of Tianyi Peak will not be good, this direct beauty teacher will never stop!

A genius who passed the mountain battle and challenged the inner disciple was actually killed by the black-inflammatory lion summoned by the bloodprint of the beast, even if it was in the nine-piece sect, he would not sit idly by.

“No, look at it!”

Just when the disciples at Tianyifeng looked at the sudden appearance of Qin Qing's dream, they did not know how to be good, but they suddenly found something, and suddenly pointed to the sound of the martial arts platform.

People looked at each other with some doubts, and even the Qin Qing dream, which rushed to the martial arts platform, stood up, and the coldness of his face was replaced by a stunned color.

“What is this?”

Looking around, I saw the black flame wrapped around the clock, suddenly a dazzling golden appeared, like the morning sun rising, blooming from the black intense!

This is a golden flame!

Under the eyes of the people, this thromboemme was like a fire of the plains, and the madness spread.

Although it is not as large as a black flame, this golden fire is not extinguished, and the clock in the black flame is quickly completely protected.

“There is a real fire, there is a real fire!”Some people seem to understand, and suddenly cried out as if they had discovered a new continent.

Although it was previously learned from the battle of Zhou Xianfu that Zhong left has a weak soul power, it may be possible to guess that the other party has the identity of a refiner apprentice.

But the clock can actually control the real fire, obviously on the refiner has some knowledge, not to their imagination as the soul.

Such a talented disciple, or a refiner, if the other party grows up, I am afraid it is definitely another proud posture of the nine weapons!

At this moment, the golden flame on the martial arts table has been completely burned, and the black flame of the black dragon lion is actually consumed by the golden inflamed a little bit, and finally completely suppressed!

"What level of real fire is that can devour the real fire of the black devil lion!"

“Is it so powerful... is it a real fire?”

"Fist, at most is a powerful fire, how can there be a fire spirit in the East Xuanyu area!"

Seeing the strange scene on the martial arts platform, some people were shocked and suddenly speculated about the real fire level of the clock.

“The real fire?”At this moment, Tian Daozi was also standing below, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

However, when he saw that the Qin Qing dream, which had been raised before, he was reluctant to breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time understood the importance of the disciple on the martial arts platform to the former.

If something really happened before, Tian Taozi really dared not imagine what kind of thing this beautiful teacher would do.

...

Seeing that his flame was absorbed by the people in front of him, the black-inflamed lion suddenly shook his body and showed his anger.

It opened its mouth, and a clump of black inflammation gathered wildly again, and directly bombarded the clock below.

But this time, the golden flame was not shaken at all, and the perseverance was burning!

Although small, but indomitable, no half retreat!

The body of the bell shrouded by the golden intrusion leaped up, the tattered body exposed in the middle of the sky, and the golden eyes of the fire.

The dazzling golden flame gathered in his hand, wrapped itself under the silver long gun, and then reversed and threw it directly toward the black ink lion below.

The gun body wrapped around the golden flame is like a golden dragon, falling into the forehead of the black ink lion, without any terrible energy explosion, that is, silently pierced into the body of the black ink lion.

Roaring

Stabbed directly by the golden gun, the black inflamed lion suddenly made a painful howl, and the wound burned a golden flame of terror!

The black flame that protected the black inflamed lion rose on its own, trying to drive the golden flame away, but it could not be resisted at all, but it was swallowed up by the golden intrusion.

Then no matter how much the black-inflammatory lion struggled, the golden flame, like a maggot of the stud, continued to devour its huge body.

“No!No!How can the blood print of my beast be defeated!This is impossible!”Looking at the black-inflammation lion that was gradually devoured by the golden flame in front of him, the eyes of the bell were sluggish, and the voice seemed to be incredulous, and the look on his face was even more distorted.

But no matter how he shouted, the black-inflammatory lion's body was already irrepressible and began to dissipate, and finally turned into the original bleak stone carving fell in the air and instantly fell to pieces.

The remaining golden inflamed on the trumpedal became a golden meteor, as if called upon to automatically converge toward a place.

In the sight of the wind, a teenager with a golden double eye is stepping out from it and completely appearing in front of himself!