Heavenly Star

“So, what kind of man, who clearly possesses great strength, is something you can't detect.” asked Dragonfly.

“Unless… that man is more powerful than us and deliberately hides his breath.” The old man said, suddenly his face changed and shocked: “Ye Jia Son can catch the flame of Dean Lin in the face, but we can't see through the power, and we can't even feel his power exist. Did he... he actually have divine power!? This...”

“No!” the dragonfly shook his head and looked at the stage with a dazzling look: "At his age, having the power to overcome the forest tsunami is already a genius, there is no possibility of having divine power. Otherwise, he wouldn't have beaten Hua Zhuangtian that way before, and he wouldn't have made such a bet with Lin Yan. Er Lao, is there any way to hide one's breath, and is there any way to make one not afraid of fire? ”

“This… my husband has lived for nearly ninety years, I have never heard of it, and perhaps it really exists. ”

“Of course, it's not impossible. He was born with such a peculiar ability!” Dragonfly said.

“I hear Dean Lin is called the first fire magician of the kingdom of Heavenly Dragon. Is it the only way to release this ridiculous flame that can't even light a single hair? Oh, cough cough... the younger generation is overspeech, some disrespect, also ask Dean Lin to be generous and don't worry about it. Since Dean Lin is the first fire magician in the kingdom of Tianlong, his strength is naturally astonishing. He must have been very kind to my younger generation. The younger generation really appreciated it. Just ask Dean Lin to be a little more serious and stop playing with these fires that even three-year-olds don't want to play with. Don't forget, Dean Lin, if you lose, you have to call grandpa three times. Although I don't mind multiple grandchildren, I have to be a grandfather before I get married. My face is really a little..."

“Stop it!!” Lin Yan was born of a fierce Buddha, and the second Buddha ascended to heaven. He was eager to tear him apart with his hands and smash him to pieces. In all these years, who has not honored him, toast him, fear him, and stammer him, and who has ever insulted him so? Not only is it a minor generation, but it is also in the face of almost all the highest privileges of the heavenly dragon kingdom. At this moment, Lin rage under the rage even touched the killing heart, and the previous apprehensions and thoughts have long been burned out by the rage.

The round stare burned red eyes, as he drank loudly, suddenly burst a real fire like an explosion all over his body... the color of the flame is blue, more terrible blue flame than the red flame. At the same time, an unbearable burning sensation instantly engulfed the entire field, suffocating and even creating a horrible burning sensation where every part of the body was burned.

“This is Dean Lin's strongest trick: No Fire - Burn Eight Desolate! Shit!!” Boss Li roared around the dragonfly.

Dragonfly stood up violently, pointing to Lin Yan and yelling: “Stop! Stop now, do you want to burn me and everyone here!? ”

In the face of Dragonfly's repudiation, Lin Yan was deafening, but his eyes stared dead at Ye Wuchen - he could not lose, because losing, waiting for him was an unacceptable humiliation! At the same time as saving his full body of magic, most of his consciousness had been sealed off, and even if he heard the sound of dragonflies, it was too late, because once it started, it would be difficult to stop, and forcing it to stop would inevitably burn himself, and the weight would kill him.

The blue flame on his body continued to expand, and the burning sensation grew scarier and scarier, and the screams of chaos were coming up on the field. The ground under Lin Yan's feet is not burned, but slowly fallen - directly melted!

Ye Wuchen is still in a neat posture. He is closest to Lin Yan, but feels not burning, but a warmth.

There has been a clear uproar on the field, and some of the closest laps to the arena have even begun to hold their heads and retreat. At this moment, two yellow shadows jumped out, on the left and right sides of the arena, and they drank loudly and waved simultaneously. Then, two vast ocean currents came together, and the left and right merged together, forming a huge transparent energy shield with enormous force, completely isolating that scorching heat.

Temperatures dropped rapidly outside the arena, and the riots finally subsided. They only came to see a contest to select Junjie, but they didn't expect that the contest, which was supposed to have ended long ago, was repeatedly and repeatedly tortuous due to the sudden appearance of one person, and now it has evolved to such an extent that even the two great offerings are forced to strike.

Dragonfly sat down with a gloomy face, his heart was angry, and when he looked at Ye Wuchen, he found that his face was still the same and his heart shook again.

Ye Wei and Ye Fu have long changed their faces, because the forced two offerings are guarded simultaneously, Lin Yan is bound to be a shocking blow. Even Ye Wuchen's calm cannot keep them from fighting chestnuts inside. It's not an illusion, it's not a game - Lin Yan, who has been burned out by anger, has made such a terrible trick on a younger generation, it's about the life of their only son!

But when Lin Yan started to build up his magic, it was too late, and even if they wanted to intervene, they couldn't get close. And the two offering hands saved the whole field, but also blocked Ye Wuchen and Lin Yan, blocking his escape path.

Lin's body had completely disappeared into the blue flame, when the flame finally exploded and the entire arena was suddenly covered in blue flame, turning into a terrible blue flame. At the same time, the range is constantly expanding, and it seems to be necessary to break through the energy protection provided by the two bonding forces.

Ye Wuchen was completely submerged by the fire and shouted at the top of the field. Wang Wenzhou glanced straight at him and fell down quite a bit. Yevy reacted in a timely fashion, hurriedly holding her, hands and feet cluttered among her people until she awoke.

“Chen... how is Chen?” Wang Wenqiao struggled to get up. Ye Wei hastily said: "Po, believe Chen, he must be fine. Don't you see the look on his face? It's okay, it's gonna be okay. ”

He was comforting his wife, but why not comfort himself and his father Ye Anger, who was shaking all around him.

The sea of fire is still boiling, and the shouts fluctuate. A few boys and girls who haven't touched martial arts magic, or even rarely go out, even wonder if they're dreaming - this is the power of the so-called heavenly strong... is this really something that people can make?

Wouldn't they be surprised if they knew that if it hadn't been for Lin's inflammation to minimise the range, this would have spread far enough to reach 100 meters?

There is no shadow of his son in the sea of despair. Wang Wenzhou glanced over again and passed out.

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