In Lin Chuan's right eye, the bloodshot covered the entire part of the eye white instantly. The three hook jades joined together in rapid rotation, turning into a windmill shape. The cold power emanated from Lin Chuan's body, purple and golden. Immortal Chakra surging wildly in the meridians.

The next moment, the focal length of Lin Chuan's right eye fell on Song Zhiwen's body. The windmill-shaped kaleidoscope writing wheel eye shrank instantly, and the pupil technique was released directly.

"Amaterasu!"

When Song Zhiwen saw Lin Chuan's strange **** eyes, he felt a slight movement in his heart, and felt a little cold and dangerous breath. At this moment, when Lin Chuan's eyes widened suddenly, this feeling of crisis reached The peak, but he could not determine where Lin Chuan's attack would come from, and could only place a layer of spiritual armor on his body.

The next moment, in the shocked expression of everyone, Song Zhiwen's body suddenly ignited a black flame. This flame was released from one point, and then quickly spread toward Song Zhiwen's whole body.

"What kind of flame is this? How is it black!" Someone said in surprise.

"No, where does this flame come from? Why don't you see any traces of spell casting?"

The moment the surprised argument sounded, Song Zhi's look also changed slightly, his body moved, and he quickly avoided it. At the same time, his right hand was stretched out, and the fiery red spiritual power burst out, trying to forcefully annihilate the flame with his right hand!

In his opinion, this is just a small means of Qinglong. Although the color of this flame is strange, as a fire attribute practitioner of the deification period, what kind of flame has he never seen? This level of flame, even if his cultivation is suppressed, never mind hurting him!

However, at the next moment, Song Zhiwen's face changed greatly. After discovering that his right hand was contaminated with this kind of flame, an extreme sensation of heat was instantly transmitted, and the spiritual power covering the hand was ignited directly, and instantly I was burned through by this black inflammation!

"This ... how is this possible ... what is this flame? How is this happening?" Song Zhi asked with great shock, this was the first time he felt fear and strangeness from the flame he was most familiar with!

The severe pain came in the next moment, and Song Zhiwen tried to burst out a lot of pure spiritual power, trying to resist this horrible flame, but found that this thing seems to be impossible to extinguish, all the things that come into contact with the black inflammation are burning, Whether it's air, spiritual power, ...

Everything is invisible under this terrible black flame, quickly burned to ashes!

"You ..." Song Zhiwen suddenly looked up and looked at Xiaozhi Qinglong in horror. Under the cyan mask, the blood-red pinwheel-shaped eyes kept staring at him. The blood in his right eye was diffused and blood turned into blood tears. , Constantly rolling out of its eyes, dripping from the mask.

"It's the right eye !!!"

Song Zhiwen instantly identified the source of this horrible black inflammation! He was very clear that this horrible black flame attack was not something that ordinary people could release. It could hurt him, such a deified monk, and even his spiritual power could burn. Qinglong must have paid a lot. At the cost, those bleeding eyes are the best proof!

After confirming the source of melanitis, Song Zhi had no time to think about it. He withdrew from the pain and quickly retreated. He didn't know how to stop the melanoma burning, but he understood that he had to leave the sight of Qinglong as soon as possible, otherwise the melancholia kept flowing After waiting for his body's spiritual power to burn through, he was really in danger.

"Ah ..." Lin Chuan's right eye was burning, and the cold power eroded his brain. He had to stop the continuous output of Tian Zhao, holding his forehead with his hands.

The blood dripped from Lin Chuan's right eye, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. He lowered his head and gasped heavily, as if that eye was not his. After only using it for a moment, his eyes became blurred. Even if Lin Chuan can continue to use the skylight, he can't see Song Zhi asking farther and farther away.

"Homeowner !!! I'm here !!!"

When Song Zhi asked to step back, a white-haired old man rushed out of the Song family. He was an elder who had been suppressed during the Yuan Dynasty. When he rushed out, he quickly drew his hands and the water was blue. Spiritual power rushed out immediately, turned into a clear stream and went straight to Hei Yan, trying to use water to extinguish Hei Yan!

But the next moment, the old man changed his face, exclaimed and quickly avoided it!

At that moment, when the water method poured on Heiyan, Tianzhao Heiyan directly burned the old man along the current. If it was not for his rapid response, Tianzhao might have burned him now.

"This ... what flame is this, even my water method can't be poured out !!!" The old man looked at Tianzhao Heiyan incredulously, and was shocked to add.

At this moment, Song Zhiwen was already sweating a lot. He finally realized the horror of this black flame. It seems that nothing can stop it. If it is not burned, it will never go out!

He has tried a variety of methods. The package is blocked by defensive magic weapons, but it is useless. Although it can temporarily prevent the black flame from burning into his body, the magic weapon is burning. Although the high-grade magic weapon is burning, It's slow, but it will burn out someday!

Finally, Song Zhiwen gritted his teeth, and his sword cut off his right arm, so he got rid of the continuous burning of Tianzhao Heiyan!

"Homeowner !!! You ... your arm ..." The old man looked shocked, lamented by the decisiveness of Song Zhiwen, and immediately rushed to help Song Zhiwen's hemostatic treatment with water method!

Song Zhiwen took a few breaths in succession ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Sweat continued to slide down his cheek, his eyes stared at the blue dragon in the distance, and he looked at the burial of the Xiao organization leader he killed. , Finally settled on his right hand burned to ashes!

"Homeowner, I'll take revenge for you !!!" After that, the old man was ready to take a few disciples to attack Xiao organization again.

"Come back !!!" Song Zhi asked with his teeth grinned, his face was blue, his spirit of killing was extremely heavy, but he was forced to suppress it. "We retreat, as long as we retreat to a 10 km accident, Xiao organization will There is nothing we can do! "

"Homeowner! This ..." The old man was shocked. Isn't this tantamount to admitting to Xiao organization? They are the eight major families of the country of fire, and there are so many colleagues watching here, which makes them how to stand among the people in the future!

"I retreat and retreat! This time we killed the leader of the Xiao organization and we were not lost! They are almost invincible in the realm of false Dan. I and their opponents will attack each other with their own short-term attack. I do n’t need to fight for that breath any longer, I do n’t want to see any elder elders fall off! "

Song Zhiwen said coldly, his eyes looked at the blue dragon in the distance, and he glanced down at his lost right arm again, slowly backing away!