Chapter 384 God of Fire

After a burst of divine fire, the middle-aged man of the human race was still holding the knife, and his gilded armor was still in the same state of tatters, showing no signs of further damage under the destruction of the divine fire.

His body was also uninjured.

The golden energy knife in his hand also had a layer of flames, burning fiercely under the golden light, like the divine fire of the sun.

The extreme high temperature instantly distorted the space and evaporated everything in the air, including the tiny impurities in the energy, leaving only the purest energy around the flame.

He took a step forward, standing high in the sky, and slashed with a knife.

Divine Fire Mysterious Art·Fire God!

The terrible state of fire attached to the knife, and the bursting flame knife energy turned into layers of ripples, which was a sign that the space was about to break.

In a flash, under his knife, it had become an endless sea of ​​fire.

The sacred light was dispersed by the golden sea of ​​fire and compressed to the four corners.

The middle-aged man standing on the sea of ​​fire also looked like a god, a real fire god.

Augusto flew backwards, tumbling in the air, and stopped only after he had swept more than ten kilometers.

At this moment, he was covered in blood, and the blood was quickly evaporated by the heat waves of the flames below.

If he had not been a star spirit, he would have been killed by the opponent's knife just now.

The sea of ​​fire below is enough to burn any super-level star messenger!

On the other side, Cecilia, who has become the host of the Lilong, also faced the God King of the Angel Clan.

Both sides held long spears and attacked each other several times.

"You are the contemporary God King of the Angel Clan, right? You have some potential. If you don't die, you will be able to advance to the Eight Wings in the future."

After the battle, Cecilia said lightly.

The God King said nothing. He was not sure what purpose the other party had in talking to him.

Perhaps in the past, this Angel Clan strongman was a member of the good and lawful camp, but now that he has become the host of the Lilong, the God King knows very well that this tribe member is completely different from the past.

The soul of the Lilong is in control of this body!

The spirit seed planted deep inside the God King's body continued to burst out with divine power, covering the God King's body, trying to suppress the opponent by force.

But the Lilong host from the angel race was also extremely powerful. His God King's spear could not break the spear in the opponent's hand. He could not even gain an advantage in this battle.

In this way, the problem became serious.

He could compete with the Lilong host of the angel race, but no one could deal with the middle-aged man of the human race.

At this moment, the middle-aged man had fallen on a wounded six-winged angel alone, staring at the other party coldly.

"Ah!" The six-winged angel mobilized the divine power of his whole body, and burst out with divine fire to devour the middle-aged man on his body.

However, the next moment, golden flames also appeared under the feet of the middle-aged man, and almost instantly devoured the divine fire of the six-winged angel.

At the same time, the six-winged angel was also reduced to ashes under the golden flames of the middle-aged man.

A powerful star spirit fell so easily.

After completing the killing, the middle-aged man still looked indifferent, his eyes fell on the other six-winged angels hovering.

If it was just this level of blocking, they might not need to leave here so quickly.

Augusto saw this scene, clenched his gums, but could do nothing.

The gap in strength between the two was too big, and he could not save his companions at all.

He knew that perhaps only a strong man of the same level as their God King could fight him.

And among their angels, although there were a group of star spirits, they were not as strong as the God King.

The God King also realized this, and his divine thoughts spread to the minds of every six-winged angel and issued instructions.

Don't fight with force, just entangle and delay time to save yourself and your companions.

Each six-winged angel is an important fighting force in the angel clan, and he doesn't want to lose too much in this encirclement and suppression operation.

As long as they wait for a moment, their strong reinforcements will arrive here.

Just as he was thinking this, a purple light in the distance passed through the sky like a meteor, approaching this side at a very fast speed.

The spear in Augusto's hand turned into chains, seized an opening, and tightly wrapped the middle-aged man of the human race.

The divine fire and spear skills were useless, he wanted to take the initiative to change, and use this method to surround the other party for a moment.

But the gap between the two in strength was too big. The middle-aged man's divine fire ignited and easily melted the chains transformed by the sacred energy.

In the firelight, a pair of eyes turned and looked at him indifferently, which made his heart suddenly cold.

The breath of death was getting closer and closer to him. The action just now seemed to make him the next target of the middle-aged man.

Buzz!

Sure enough, a golden flame knife energy tore through the space and came in an instant.

Augusto didn't even have time to react, he just felt that the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness was trembling.

Just as he was about to be killed, a purple light and shadow flew over first and appeared in front of him. A purple long sword slashed out and collided with the flame knife energy in the void.

The huge energy impact shocked Augusto back.

When he reacted, he also sensed that the purple figure who helped him block the knife was Wang Yu.

"Be careful!" Seeing Wang Yu's figure engulfed by the flames, Augusto, who knew the power of the other party's flames, became worried.

"It's okay." Wang Yu's voice came at this time, making Augusto feel certain.

When the energy impact disappeared, the flame was directly shattered by a ball of purple.

The dragon energy in the flame returned to the middle-aged man's body.

The middle-aged man looked at the ball of purple, and finally there was a fluctuation in his indifferent eyes.

It was like being awakened to the emotions and memories of being a human race that had been buried for a long time.

"Huh? The memory fragment of the human race that has been unable to be retrieved before has actually become loose!"

Even the middle-aged man himself felt extremely surprised.

Soon, memory pictures with a strong sense of time began to appear in his sea of ​​consciousness.

There were not many memory fragments that emerged, but they made the middle-aged man who was already the host of the dragon feel a chill in his heart. Looking at the purple energy emerging from Wang Yu's hand, he was both surprised and afraid.

After all, if the memory fragments are correct, this energy probably comes from the power of the most difficult opponent of the year, the human race Emperor Ziwei!

Now, although Emperor Ziwei has been extinct for thousands of years, his power has been transmitted to this day and still appears in front of him.

This was the reason for his surprise and fear.

After so many years, I never expected to see the power of Emperor Ziwei again.

Thinking of this, his always stiff and indifferent cheeks unconsciously raised a somewhat complicated smile.

"It is said that the original owner of this body has a close relationship with Emperor Ziwei. This feeling is unmistakable."

The middle-aged man murmured to himself, his voice still hoarse, but with a bit more inexplicable emotional fluctuations.

On the golden machete in his hand, the boiling flame flickered on and off, just like the waves in his heart.

There are also fire snakes escaping around Wang Yu, releasing extremely scorching heat, like little suns hanging in the sky, enough to melt everything.

But this high temperature means nothing to Wang Yu.

Not to mention his eleventh-level bloodline characteristics and the strength of his purple star spirit body, he also has tenth-level fire resistance, which is enough to offset a lot of fire damage.

This high temperature has no effect on him.

His gaze swept across the entire place, taking in the entire situation.

So many seraphs were on the losing side before he came, which was enough to show how powerful the opponent was.

After receiving the news from the God King, he rushed over as soon as possible. Fortunately, he arrived in time. If it had been later, the Angel Clan would have suffered even greater losses, and it might also have allowed the other party to escape, and the attempt would have been in vain.

His eyes swept over the hostile Seraphim. With the King of Gods to contend with him, it wasn't a big problem.

Then it fell back to the middle-aged human man who was playing with fire.

Just his status as a human race made Wang Yu particularly interested in him.

The appearance has never been seen before. What is worth mentioning is the gilt armor worn by the other party. It has a retro style and a unique shape.

Although most of the rune patterns were damaged, Wang Yu could still tell that the level of the patterns engraved on this armor was quite high, exceeding the current level of rune research of the human race.

Obviously, this is a piece of rune equipment forged by the human race in the ancient times, and the original identity of the person in front of him must also be the ancient human race.

But now he has become the host of the Dragon Soul, just like Lin Mo, the coach of the Greedy Wolf Army, who left a deep impression on Wang Yu.

"It's a pity that this rare body has been missed." The middle-aged man looked at Wang Yu who had received the inheritance from Emperor Ziwei, and felt a little regretful.

If the other party becomes a member of the Beilong host, not only will there be one less difficult enemy, but there will also be an additional host with great potential, which will definitely be a big help in the future.

It's a pity that Wang Yu was not discovered at the beginning.

Now that Wang Yu has risen, the possibility of becoming the host of the dragon is gone.

The flames suddenly rose on the golden machete in the middle-aged man's hand, and even his arm holding the knife was enveloped in the flames.

The next moment, he rushed straight towards Wang Yu at extremely fast speed.

A large starlight appeared in Wang Yu's eyes, the power of blood was activated, and the blood evil energy around him condensed and surrounded him.

The opponent arrived in an instant, and two knives, one purple and one gold, hit each other, and the powerful impact shook the space.

"Um?"

Both sides used their swords very quickly, and they cut out more than ten times in an instant after colliding with each other.

Unexpectedly, the opponent was very accomplished in swordsmanship, and a set of exquisite swordsmanship related to flames was even more perfect.

An ordinary opponent would have been reduced to ashes by the opponent's sword skills.

In terms of sword skills alone, Wang Yu even judged that he was not as good as his opponent!

This is not an ability that can be given by the Dragon Soul, but the sword skills possessed by the predecessors of the human race.

After the soul of the dragon took over this body, he also acquired a series of human sword skills left by the previous owner.

The other party can easily master the super spiritual level and even the mysterious level sword skills, and they are all extremely proficient.

Divine Fire Mysterious Skill·Eight-cut Fire Cup!

The middle-aged man drew a giant painting of flames in the air. There was a true meaning in the painting, which made Wang Yu's eyelids jump.

Be alert and don't dare to be careless.

The purple sword in his hand bloomed with starlight, echoing the color of his pupils.

Mysterious.

Ziweixingdian·Xingluo!

When the knife came out, the sky dimmed, and the giant flame painting was torn apart by Wang Yu's knife.

Only after the Ziwei Xing Code was cultivated to the Star Spirit Chapter, the mysterious art inherited by Emperor Ziwei gradually showed its due power.

Some unique techniques of Xuan Gong are also displayed in the Star Spirit chapter.

What he performs is not pure swordsmanship, but the mysterious combat method in Ziweixingdian, but it can be combined with swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

Wang Yu is good at using swords, so this mysterious method is swordsmanship.

The main killing force is huge.

The giant flame painting was shattered, but turned into eight lamp cups, surrounding Wang Yu.

This is said to be a sword technique, but it looks more like a formation technique.

Wang Yu had never seen such a fighting method before. It was probably created by the human race in ancient times.

The middle-aged man was also in the eight lamp cups. Each lamp cup emitted a flame band, which connected to the middle-aged man's body, as if injecting more powerful flame power into him.

Wang Yu, who was in the eight lamp cups, felt suppressed by some kind of burning power.

"This is the meaning of integrating rune formations into combat methods!"

Under the eyes of the stars, Wang Yu saw some clues on the eight lamp cups, and felt that the opponent's methods were mysterious and exquisite.

He sighed in his heart, but the battle continued.

Wang Yu swept back, trying to get rid of the suppression of the eight lamp cups.

However, the eight lamp cups followed him like a shadow, as if they were firmly bound to him, always rotating around him.

Seeing this, Wang Yu directly activated the spirit seed in his body, and the powerful purple star power exploded on his body, sweeping in all directions.

The flames on the eight lamp cups had a tendency to go out in an instant.

The host of Lilong seemed to know the power of Ziwei Star. Without any delay, he continuously slashed out flames to force Wang Yu to fight with him, and had no time to care about the eight lamp cups.

"Compared with the Ziwei Emperor, you are still far behind. I will kill you here today to prevent future troubles."

The middle-aged man's eyes were shining with golden light, and he said in a dull low voice.

The golden flames gathered in the eight lamp cups, as if they had really turned into a scorching sun.

Wang Yu was in the scorching sun, bearing the extreme high temperature burning.

"Huh?!"

Seeing that Wang Yu's body had not been damaged for a long time, the middle-aged man realized the problem at this time.

Because of the memory of his previous life, he knew about the Ziwei Star Body.

At that time, the Ziwei Emperor was also able to travel across the star field and lead the human army when the Ziwei Star Body was fully developed, posing a huge threat to them, Lilong.

And it is not surprising that Wang Yu, who already knew that he had obtained the inheritance of the Ziwei Emperor, cultivated the corresponding Ziwei Star Body.

But now he found that Wang Yu's body was different from the Purple Star Body of Emperor Ziwei.

Or it was not just a Purple Star Body.

"Is this a spirit body?!"

The middle-aged man looked at the special energy emanating from Wang Yu's body. It was not the Purple Star Power, but the spiritual energy of those spirit beasts.

These spiritual energies appeared on Wang Yu, a human being, and looked very strange.

He didn't understand why Wang Yu could inherit the Purple Star Emperor's legacy and transform his physique into a spirit body similar to that of a spirit beast.

"Is it difficult for my Divine Fire Mysterious Art to cause too much damage to his body?"

This strange body was too solid.