Zhanxian

The reason why the old tree demon Guishan will suppress the Yin Fire Robbery is because there is no certainty of the robbery and insufficient confidence. He practiced on his own, and sometimes he didn't really know what he was doing, and he had no idea what it meant to push down a dozen fireworks himself.

Plus, the old tree demon is a wooden property, and the fire, although not directly grammed, has fatal damage to the wood system. So, even at the time of Meiqing Mountain Robbery, Guishan Friends were still a little heartless. If Yang Chen hadn't given him the trick of identity and shaping, he still wouldn't be so confident.

Nowadays Wang Yong is completely different, and his confidence has exploded to the extreme, as demonstrated by his vibrant momentum and constant provocation. Heavenly Robbery is no longer Heavenly Robbery against Wang, but rather hammering his own hammer and anvil, which can only make him stronger.

Third, fourth, every time a shady fire comes, even if people are further away, they can perceive the kind of confidence and confidence that Wang Yong embodies.

This confidence not only made it easy for Wang to cope with the heavenly robbery, but also affected all the monks within a hundred miles.

At this moment, all the brothers felt that positive positive and positive confidence and the pride of never losing. I don't know how many people have ever felt confused, lost, lost, but at this moment, all of a sudden, there is a thorough understanding.

Compared to Wang Yongzhu's response to Heavenly Robbery, almost all of the difficulties and obstacles they encountered before became illusions. At this moment, countless monks suddenly let go of their long-standing knots, enlightened, well-thought-out, even the spiritual power of the body began to move.

Within a hundred miles, the inner gate of the Pure Yang Palace was completely enclosed, but this area was not accessible without invitation by ordinary other gatekeepers and bulk repairs. The influence of Wang Yong's momentum was so strong that the inner disciples of Chunyang Palace were all unknowingly subjected to a spiritual baptism.

But this is not the end of the holocaust, and it still descends on schedule. Fifth, sixth, seventh. During the seventh Yin Fire Robbery, the palace master had to retreat several husbands' distance again, which calmly withstood the combined power of Yin Fire Robbery and Wang Yong's Fire.

At this time, whether it is the power of heavenly robbery or the power of Wang Yongflame, in short, the stronger the power, the happier the palace master and the elders will be. The stronger this time means that Wang Yong's cultivation is also higher, and according to this level of development, Wang Yong's success robbery is already nailed on the board.

Just as the elders looked forward to the birth of the second great multiplier, while the other monks affected by Wang Yongqi enjoyed the process of complacency, the scene suddenly changed.

The eighth clandestine fire was normal, but the ninth suddenly multiplied several times. The intense process was as if the boiling pot had been slowly boiled over a warm flame before, and suddenly a torch was thrown in the pan.

Boom, Wang Yong's side, suddenly became a huge fire field. Millions of bright flames lit up all the fog, and even those haze burst into flames without a trace.

The fastest response was the old tree demon, which almost instantly flew backwards hundreds of feet, directly out of range of the fire. And the palace master of the palace, they did not slow down, when they received the warning of the old tree demon, then retreated, and went directly behind the old tree demon.

Within the range of hundreds of husbands, all are rolling flames, this is a new flame mixed with flames inside Wang Yong's body, just a momentary kung fu, spreading into a huge flameball.

Yang Chen felt a familiar smell from the flame this time. He thought a little and understood. This flame, clearly, is the Kirin Fire. However, slightly different from the ordinary Kirin flame, the flame of C flame contains a hint of non water, so that Yang Chen did not recognize it at the beginning.

This is the harvest Yang Chen brought to the Kirin horn of the master ancestor. The dual-attributed Kirin horn was not only refined by Wang to succeed in the production of the natural flying sword, but also absorbed the flame in it, becoming this unique Kirin water fire, reaching the power of six kinds of sparks.

In fear, they do not know what has happened. All the monks within the range of Mount Mei are experiencing the spiritual fluctuations during the King's perpetual robbery, suddenly discovering the sky above Mount Mei Qing, adding a huge burning sun.

At one time, countless shouts fluctuated, and everyone stared at that giant fireball finger point, surprisingly. What the hell is going on here? Did the robbery fail? Or did it work?

In the midst of uncertainty, people suddenly heard Wang Yong laughing with confidence and joy.

“Hahahahaha!” A long laugh almost challenges the limits of people's curiosity. Everyone can't wait to know how it turned out, but laughter is enduring. Half-pillar of kung fu doesn't even mean to pause.

However, the sense of self-confidence in the smile made everyone smell. In the huge fireball combustion, there is still such confidence, that the confidence of the Chunyang Palace monks themselves has been mentioned to the highest.

Finally, laughter stopped, and people saw a scene that they will never forget. Huge fireballs, sudden beginnings to fall towards the center, and the ears of the crowd, a thrilling wind.

In the roaring sound, the fireball was suddenly blown away and turned into a dense cloud of fire. Thereafter, the cloud turned into a thin, elongated filament that flew in one direction.

The end of the wire stood in Wang Yong's mouth, suspended in the air. Wang Yong at this moment swallowed a hint of firewire into his mouth as if he were sucking on something delicious. With fewer and fewer flames in the sky, it was finally all swallowed up by Wang Yong.

Immediately, the smoke dissipated and the clouds broke out, and everything in the sky returned to normal. Wang Yong, who absorbed all the fire clouds, smiled again, trembled, disappeared without a trace.

But the last laugh, in the heart of the disciples of the inner mountain gate, seemed like a peak, and burst into their sea of knowledge. Everyone couldn't help but create an indelible trace in the sea of knowledge. Wang Yonghao laughed and remembered it firmly in everyone's heart.

Whenever you think of the pride of laughter, it seems that all the hardship and hardship will be idle, even if there is so much suffering ahead of you, it is just your own sharpening stone. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)