My Super Estate

Chapter 1597 Refining the Body of God by Fire

"It turned out to be fire?"

Wang Yang stunned and then laughed.

Use fire?

Will you be afraid of fire?

In the past, if Wang Yang wanted to upgrade his physical combat body, he could only rely on Admiralty Refining and could only passively improve.

The effect of this is very good, but the consequences of this are very large. Once it can't bear it, then it is a physical breakdown.

For example, at this time, under the absolute power attack of the blue ant emperor, Wang Yang is simply taking his life to gamble. Every time he takes a blow, his own physical body is a serious injury, even if he has a lot of innate god medicine. Guide very carefully, otherwise, it is easy to leave trouble.

The so-called dark injuries are absolutely uncommon in the martial arts world. Many talented people have made rapid advances. However, at a certain level, they will disappear into the crowd and never see them again.

Even more people, in order to reach a certain level, Wu Daoxiu was directly involved in the fire, the body collapsed, the soul was annihilated, and the end was extremely bleak.

Because of this, many people who are in the same period as the emperor and sage, they may have amazing talents and extraordinary talents, and even cultivate as emperors and sages that have more strength than the same period. Only in the world did they discover that their strong men of the same period, once famous for their peerless arrogance, had already wiped out the world, just like meteors, only leaving a bright light in the starry sky.

The physical combat body is a part of the strength of the supernatural powers, and everyone's physical combat body is crucial.

However, the physical body is difficult to improve. Even with various magical medicines and various means, if you are a little careless, you will still leave a dark wound.

For example, Wang Yang’s golden bell refining body is extremely tyrannical. With the help of other people’s attacks, he refines his physical battle body. It seems extremely domineering and majestic, and he does not take the world into consideration.

However, the suffering in my heart is only known to me. Every time I fight with the enemy, Wang Yang has a feeling of fear.

This feeling is extremely exhausting. Once he can't bear it, he is extremely doubtful whether he will be mad because of it.

If there is a better way to improve his physical combat body, Wang Yang will never give up.

For example, at this time, on the Chaos Admiralty, the mysterious lines with chaotic breath refine the Admiralty over and over again, making the Admiralty stronger and stronger.

Affected by this feeling, Wang Yang made a decisive shot, realized the mystery, and guided himself.

At this time, Wang Yang actually discovered that a flame of fire had formed around Admiralty.

This is an extremely terrible flame. Although this kind of flame has an illusory feeling, Wang Yang can be sure that the power of this flame is extremely terrible.

But, will Wang Yang be afraid of flames?

With Chaohuo fire, Wang Yang has long been a real expert.

"Look, the golden bell has melted a little!!!"

Pointing at the golden bell, looking at the tiny metallic liquid on it, Evergreen spoke happily.

This thing is simply to remember whether to eat or not to fight. Just now Emperor Qing Ant was absolutely not light. However, he is now alive and kicking, which makes people wonder whether he is immortal.

"Humph!"

This time, the King Shimu was a bit overwhelmed.

On his own side, he is already an emperor, and four sages shot at the same time. Even though the region has changed, their strength has been greatly limited, but their will has not changed.

Under such a large lineup, it's an hour, and only some small liquids have appeared. Is it worth your shouting?

"Wan Nianqing, you are a wooden head, so you don't have to say a word or two!"

Even the butterfly dance is a bit scared at this time.

So many masters shot together, just to achieve such a result, even yelling so much, it is simply to lose the faces of many sages and emperors.

"How to do?"

The opportunities now are really few.

Not to mention the other, Wang Yang, they feel that Wang Yang's strength is constantly improving, because they feel that they are consuming more and more!

"Don't care anymore, Evergreen said just now that it has melted.

As long as there is a beginning, it means that our plan has been successful!

As long as we are given time, we will definitely succeed."

Humph!

The blue ant emperor snorted coldly.

It’s all this damn place. If it’s not because of this damn place, how could he be so embarrassed now?

Everyone is a human race, he slaps down, all the people will be wiped out.

As a result, it's better now, and we must borrow the same way to cultivate people.

"No, that human race, the strength is improving.

He is using our power to improve himself."

Suddenly, the King of Butterfly Butterfly shouted in horror.

God, it's really hard to believe. What kind of thing would make a holy king so miserable?

"Come on, everyone withdraws their hands quickly, the other party is borrowing our power."

"what?"

At the moment, everyone was stunned.

"No, damn it can't be withdrawn!!"

The holy King of Butterfly was horrified.

Ten Thousand False God Fire is a kind of power made by the Deified God. Originally, it was just illusion, but when illusion reached an extremely true level, it was such a kind of god fire today.

Even the chaotic fire of the legend must come out illusory.

What is lacking is just strength.

However, under the present circumstances, I want to withdraw, but the vain gods and fires are actually not willing to withdraw.

This kind of magic fire has absorbed the spirits of many sages and emperors. It has long been an extremely terrifying and terrifying thing. They are only providers of power, and the true fire is not under their control.

It is now clear that Shenhuo has lost their control. Even their sages and emperors, in such a very special place, have become slaves of Shenhuo.

This is mandatory.

"How could this be?"

The ant emperor shouted in horror: "Color Butterfly Saint King, do you have any way to come up with it quickly, otherwise, I won't withdraw again, perhaps, all of us will be folded here."

As an emperor, he was absolutely unwilling to fold here.

"Even if there is a price to pay, we must all be quicker, and we must not fold it all here."

This is simply a disaster.

As an emperor, he was so damaged by a small human race?

It's a joke.

"Hurry up!"