Leng Mei looked at Hei Chuan in front of her, and the sneer at the corner of her mouth gradually increased. As the flames condensed, a slight change gradually appeared in Leng Mei's eyes.

Those flaming eyes gradually changed into two blurred patterns after a period of time.Leng Mei put her hands together, her slender fingertips gently touching her forehead.

When the fingertips touched the imprint of the flame, waves of soul fluctuations also came from where Leng Mei was standing. Under the wia produced by this huge soul power, many people bent down Waisted.

It's not that they are willing to do this, but because among the many onlookers present, except for some alchemists, most of them are ordinary practitioners.

For these cultivators, the cold and charming soul power can be regarded as extremely powerful. Under the pressure of this powerful soul, they can't help feeling a feeling of wanting to surrender.

This is absolute power suppression, this is the real strong!

I saw that when Leng Mei's hands were slowly lowered from her forehead again, a very dark flame also appeared at the fingertips of her fingers.

Immediately after the handprints changed, a familiar handprint appeared in front of everyone. It was the handprint that Leng Mei often used to increase the flame when refining elixirs.

With the appearance of this extremely dark flame, the many flames that surrounded Leng Mei's side instantly became more active, and the time for a few breaths has increased by more than ten times.

As the flames soared, the two patterns in the seemingly cold eyes gradually became clear.If you observe carefully, you will find that the fiery red color that originally flowed in the eyes like a flame has formed a gossip pattern, a Tai Chi pattern during the slow rotation.

Gossip in the left eye, Tai Chi in the right eye, two totems formed by condensed flames slowly rotated in the cold and charming eyes. With the rotation of the patterns, the fire element in this piece of heaven and earth also became active rapidly.

Leng Mei stretched out her hand and grabbed it in the void. The strong fire element in her hand felt extremely wonderful. Immediately, Leng Mei slowly opened her eyes and looked at Heichuan on the ground. A bloodthirsty smile slowly emerged. .

Leng Mei raised her sleeves and waved her hands in the direction of Hei Chuan, but in the blink of an eye, the fire element in the place where Hei Chuan was was crazily surging.

This riot didn't matter, the bloody phantom energy that Heichuan condensed in his hands was almost washed away, and there was a violent vibration, which actually blasted Heichuan's tiger's mouth to a bloody mouth.

That's not counting, Heichuan looked at Leng Mei vigilantly, and saw that Leng Mei was guiding the flames that were entangled around Leng Mei towards her direction.

There was a look of ruthlessness in Hei Chuan's eyes, seeing the flame in Leng Mei's hand coming towards him, he gritted his teeth and planned to fight Leng Mei to the death.

Kurokawa stepped heavily on the ring, and the violent vibration made the already dilapidated ring collapse even more.

"Master, I'm fighting with you!" Hei Chuan held the phantom energy with a strong smell of blood in his hand and turned red towards the cold and charming direction, looking quite fearless.

It's just that Leng Mei didn't give him this opportunity. With his ability, Leng Mei and her would not be able to enter into a kind of Jayton, who was caught in a dead end. The reason is very simple, he doesn't deserve it!

I saw that Heichuan's bloody phantom energy stopped before it touched the fire cloud where Leng Mei was standing.

Leng Mei was holding a hand at this moment, lightly patting the blood-colored phantom energy that was coming towards her ferociously, with a calm expression on her face, and then, with a flick of her fingertips, , that attack also dissipated.

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