Chapter 3362: Fire of the Underworld

The third thousand three hundred and sixty-two chapters of the fire of the sky.

As he walked out slowly, Ming Huan waved his hand, and an invisible fiery energy immediately enveloped the boulder under his feet.

"boom!"

The boulder trembled, and with the roaring sound, it moved across the space across the air, and finally appeared in the center of the lineup of the Sky Alliance and the Tianluo Alliance.

As soon as Ming Huan's figure moved, a fiery breath fluctuated, and then it fell on the boulder like a stream of light. Looking at the people of the Yuankong Sky League from a distance, he said: "Minghuo World, Tianminghuo Clan, Minghuan."

"Tian Ming Huo Clan, there are not many ghost races, second only to the five major ghost races, according to the information I got, this Ming Huan is still a descendant of the true nirvana, and there are strong ancestors who were once the true nirvana. " Peony looked at Minghuan who walked out of Qiankong, and then said to everyone.

"Is it a descendant of the one who has truly attained Nirvana?"

Hearing this, Lu Shaoyou couldn't help but look at Ming Huan a few more times. The cold and hot aura coexisted on his body, which is extremely rare. The cultivation level of Sanyuan Huahong should be slightly lower than that of Pomi. Higher ones.

"The Tianminghuo tribe is mainly concentrated in the Minghuo Great Thousand World. This kind of creature is extremely terrifying, especially the Tianminghuo itself is extremely difficult to deal with. It is not very easy to deal with." Yang Guo seems to know the Tianminghuo tribe well. few.

Ming Huan stared at the people of the Sky League, swept his eyes one by one, and finally landed directly on Lu Shaoyou's soul clone of the ancient Youmingyan, and said, "It's you!"

"Boss."

Seeing that Luo Meng's Ming Huan actually chose the Immemorial Nether Flame, Xiaolong and Mudan's eyes immediately fell on Lu Shaoyou.

Lu Shaoyou's immemorial Nether Flame Physique soul avatar slightly raised the corner of its mouth, outlining an arc of a smile, and the long sleeves of the blue robe flicked, and a huge mountain-like boulder suddenly flew out not far from the surrounding sky, and the soles of its feet touched the ground, accompanied by the looming The hot and cold air rose up and landed on the mountain-like boulder that was plundered.

"boom!"

The boulder collided fiercely against the boulder under Ming Huan's feet, and as the soul clone of the ancient ghost flame body fell down, everything was done in one go, clean and neat!

Just as the aura of Lu Shaoyou's soul avatar of the ancient ghost body fluctuated, the man in the Tianluo League in the dark robe, Gu Jing's calm eyes, at this moment, it was as if a stone had fallen on the calm water. There was a sudden fluctuation, and the eyes fell on the ancient Youmingyan from afar in an instant.

"Report your name?"

Looking at Lu Shaoyou's immemorial Nether Flame Physique soul avatar, Ming Huan raised his eyes, and there was a faint look of doubt in the depths of his eyes.

Lu Shaoyou's immemorial Nether Flame Physique soul clone looked at Ming Huan, and whispered softly: "Desolate world, Feilingmen, Netherworld!"

"Flying Spirit Gate...?" Ming Huan frowned slightly, as if he had never heard of the existence of Feiling Gate.

The Flying Spirit Sect is well-known in the Shangqing world, but among the many worlds in the entire three thousand great thousand worlds, it is nothing. Even Prince Qinglei, Prince Feilong and others joined Feiling recently. Compared with the two major alliances, there is still a lot of difference.

And the two major alliances of the Shangqing World are not very famous in the entire Three Thousand Great Thousand World, let alone the Feilingmen.

"Flying Spirit Gate!"

It's just that Ming Huan in the sky battlefield doesn't know about Feilingmen, but in the secret land of heaven in the supernatural world, everyone in front of the space-time projection teleportation array at this time is all dumbfounded, especially for the people of Feilingmen. , that was even more dumbfounded.

"The Nether represents the Feiling Gate."

Everyone in the Lingwu world is also looking at each other in blank dismay at this moment, their eyes locked tightly on the space-time projection teleportation array.

"You Ming, could it be...?"

Dugu Aonan, Supreme Sage Emperor, Duanmu Qiongtian, Beigong Qingcang and others looked at each other, looking at the figure in blue robe, as if they had realized something in their hearts.

"No matter what your background is, you will lose this match!"

Ming Huan stared at the Primordial Netherflame, and his handprints were formed suddenly. In the next moment, a cold and hot breath rolled out of his body, as if a bomb had been dropped in this peaceful sky space, making the space All of a sudden, there was a violent shock.

"It's such a strong aura. The hot and cold air affects the soul and source power. Today, the Minghuo clan really won't be under the five Mingling clans."

Many eyes raised slightly, under Ming Huan's aura, he has already proved his own strength, this kind of strength is so strong, once he makes a move, he will not be under the Pomi just now.

"Clatter!"

In just a short moment, a cold and fiery palm print was condensed in Ming Huan's right hand, the toes touched the ground, and the figure swept out like lightning, with a terrifying cold and fiery aura, and then appeared in front of the Primordial Nether Flame .

"Hula!"

A palm print of Ming Huan fell, and a large area of ​​space was hot and cold, and then turned into nothingness.

Under the eyes of everyone, just as all eyes could see, the cold and hot palm prints fell on Lu Shaoyou's body.

"laugh!"

Suddenly, the pupils of all eyes shrank, only to see You Ming greeted with a light palm, and the two palms collided instantly, and a blue flame spread and swept out, directly resisting the cold and hot palm print.

At the same time, the cold and fiery palm print was burned into nothingness in just a short moment.

"This ghost is so strong!"

Feng Youyou, Xia Kong Xi Tianyu, Wu Tuofan, Ruo Wuchen and others looked at each other in blank dismay. Ming Huan's palm was extraordinary, but he never expected that it would be destroyed by the Nether of the Flying Spirit Gate.

"Pedal!"

In just a short moment of collision, Ming Huan's body staggered and retreated. Only he knew best that the aura within that blue flame was already enough to make his heart and soul tremble, and his eyes immediately turned into shock. color.

In the secret land of the heavens in the Shangqing world, all the Feilingmen disciples clenched their fists, and they were all inexplicably excited.

"Since when did my Flying Spirit Sect have such a strong person? Now my Flying Spirit Sect has become a big hit."

Yin Gui, Yinming Yasha, Dilong, Qijian, Qisha, etc., Baijingtang, Fan Tong, etc. looked at each other, each of them was very excited.

"I didn't expect Feilingmen to have such a young generation, it's amazing."

Prince Qinglei, Prince Feilong, and Prince Yunlei also looked at each other at this time, excited.

"That Nether, is it really from the Feilingmen?"

High above the sky, Feng Xingtian looked at the ice sky, and the boundless and vast eyes on his old wrinkled face also showed doubts at this time.

Bingtian looked at Fengxing God, and said: "Brother Fengxing, if you ask me, I'll ask someone, but no matter what, Feilingmen is also in my supernatural world."

"It seems that there are still many things hidden in this kid." Fengxing God sighed, but a smile appeared in that vast gaze.

"The Tianming fire clan is not weak, but if it only has this ability, it may not be enough." Lu Shaoyou's ancient ghost flame body soul clone stood with his hands behind his back, the blue flames in his palms converged, and the looming hot and dark The cold breath fluctuated, and faint dents appeared in the surrounding sky.

At this moment, only the strongest present will realize that the entire space has been quietly distorted by energy.

"Such a strong natural body, Ming Huan will not be an opponent."

Tianluomeng has always been a silent young man in black robes, looking at the figure in blue robes from a distance, and at this moment, he also murmured softly about it.

"Shi Tian, ​​is Nether really that strong? Isn't Ming Huan easy to deal with?"

A woman in armor asked the man in the black robe. In her bright eyes, it seemed that she still didn't quite believe what the man in the black robe said. She knew Ming Huan's strength, and Ming Huan's trump card was definitely not something to be trifled with.

The man in black robe called 'Shi Tian' glanced at the woman in armor lightly, his tone was still extremely flat, and said: "Two Ming Huan will not be opponents, let alone one Ming Huan. The strength of the nether world is rare for me."

The armored woman stared at the black-robed man for a while, half-believing, then turned her gaze to the sky again.

"The little-known Flying Spirit Sect is really arrogant. Over the years, I, Minghuan, have never seen anyone who is arrogant in front of me. In the end, there is only one end, and that is death!"

As the voice of Immemorial Nether Flame fell, Ming Huan's source power surged, suppressing the inexplicable tremor in his heart, his gaze once again turned chilly, and while he was speaking, hot and cold breaths began to permeate his whole body.

"Taste my heavenly fire."

Ming Huan's voice fell, and with a wave of his robe, a strange green flame suddenly surged up in the hot and cold atmosphere around him, and Ming Huan's thin figure was instantly covered by it.

"Hula la!"

The green flame gushed out, and the high sky above the sky was suddenly shaken, and the cold and hot breath filled the sky, making people's souls sting, the flames billowed, covering the sky and the sun!

After a while, the eerie and terrifying green flames had already covered a large area of ​​the space, and the terrifying and strange aura made the hearts of the younger generation of peak practitioners present feel chills.

The fire of the sky and the underworld, the trump card of the fire of the sky and the underworld, relying on the fire of the underworld, the fire of the sky and the underworld is enough to stand in the three thousand worlds without falling, even if compared with the five major races of the underworld, they will not be afraid, If it weren't for the fact that the Tianming fire clan had the least number of people, then the five major races of the underworld would not be the five major races, but the six major races.

"The update is complete today."