Chapter 1151, Jiuyang Old Man (3)

The man in the gold robe originally thought that the black fire that Ye Qingxi had displayed was only an ordinary fire system, but he never thought that it was the power of the fire...

"What is this different fire..."

The gold robe man’s brows are slightly stunned and his look is a bit weird.

In this world, there are three thousand kinds of different fires. Except for dozens of different fires in the series of different fires of the gods that only the gods can master, all the different fires are clear to him, but Ye Qingyi The fire of the show, the Jinpao man failed to recognize it.

Not to mention the Jinpao man, it is Ye Qingyi who does not know the name of this fire.

At the beginning, Ye Qingyu realized the original magical skills. This kind of fire had already existed. Later, Ye Qingxuan passed on the blood of Shenhuang, and the fire of the body was perfectly integrated with the blood of Shenhuang. Later, Ye Qing’s skillful devil engulfed the blood. Since then, Ye Qingyu's fire has turned into deep black, and the power is stronger than before.

If it is true, Ye Qingyi’s fire is not an authentic fire, but a variant of the fire. Based on the original magical skills, it combines the new blood of the blood of the gods and the blood of the gods.

"Little doll, you are a different fire, a little doorway." Jiuyang old man stared at the black flames that Ye Qingying appeared around, and said again and again.

"I don't know how many different kinds of fires the seniors know?" asked Ye Qingyu.

"Oh... I will know the old man who burns the firewood. The fire is not very clear." Jiuyang old man thought about it.

Hearing this statement, Ye Qingxuan is quite speechless. I thought that Jiuyang is an expert. She also wants to ask about the reasons for the mutated fire...

"court death!"

Suddenly, the man in the golden robe screamed, and the whole person turned into a residual image. He instantly came to Ye Qing’s side and raised his right arm. It contained a thrilling palm and instantly rushed toward Ye Qing.

"Hey, don't give me face too!" Seeing, the old man of Jiuyang snorted, his fingers twitched, and the empty space next to Ye Qing’s body was instantly twisted, and the twisted void would swallow Ye Qing.

There was a loud bang in the "bang", and the man in the golden robe was swaying, and Ye Qingyi, who was originally in front of him, disappeared instantly and was useless.

At the same time, the space around the old man of Jiuyang has fluctuated, and immediately, Ye Qing’s figure shows.

"Ha ha ha, little doll, it's not fun." Jiuyang old man looked at Ye Qingyi, smiled.

“Thank you for your help from the seniors.” Ye Qingyi thanked the old man in Jiuyang.

The space secrets of the Jiuyang old man are really different. Even during the period of Ye Qing’s peak, they have not seen a few secret secrets.

Moreover, the space secrets of the old man of Jiuyang, the rumors of rumors are extremely high, can change the space, a thousand miles teleport, unparalleled.

Not waiting for the old man of Jiuyang to say something, Ye Qingying’s face was suddenly changed, and the subconscious looked toward the rear.

"Hey!"

......

"Hey!"

A number of broken sounds came, and after a few moments, more and more afterimages emerged from above the void.

Not far away, two middle-aged men came to the void.

One of them, dressed in a black robe, had an old face, wrinkles and a left eye.

The other person, dressed in a blue robes, looks handsome and handsome, with a reddish-brown hair to the waist, carrying an epee wrapped in white cloth behind him.

"The secluded coach... Nether coach, you are coming too late." Jinpao man said.

The sound of the voice, known as the secluded Qingpao man, smiles indifferently: "You are the master of the singer, against the ants of the lower mainland, you can't do it yourself."

(End of this chapter)