Ye Duoduo mentally sensed the opponent's boxing style, and the cold, sharp and rich soul energy activated several levels of soul power, and his face suddenly became much gloomier.
With a slight stomp of his feet, the powerful green wood animal fire suddenly surged out from the dantian in his body.
The flames rose and all the vegetation on the ground withered. The dry cracks spread rapidly.
The magicians of the Fire Tribe Yanren all had horrified expressions on their faces and retreated hastily.
People of the Fire Tribe have a Yin-cold nature, with a Yin-damp nature. Dry flames, a little scary.
Ye Duoduo activated the turquoise wood beast fire, which was the flame that restrained the magical beasts and soul beasts.
A flash of surprise flashed across the eyes of the bald Fire Clan Yanren.
The hand gestures were combined to activate the soul power without any stagnation.
When his fist just came into contact with the green wood beast fire. A petite figure suddenly appeared.
With a scream, the slender fist collided with the bald Fire Tribe Yanren.
"boom--"
"Ouch——"
At the moment of impact, there was a low, muffled sound, and suddenly there was an explosion and a sound.
The terrifyingly rich soul energy rippled and suddenly spread out.
Man Ling'er and the bald Fire Tribe Yanren took a few steps back.
"Dengdengdengdeng——"
The bald Fire Tribe Yanren forcibly stabilized his figure with a very solemn look in his eyes.
He glanced at Man Ling'er, who was rubbing his little fist.
A little girl.
A cold look looked at Ye Duoduo. There is a sense of ridicule in my heart.
A palm-sized green fire lotus slowly floated in Ye Duoduo's palm from his dull expression.
A faint, cold voice sounded in the open space of the jungle.
"If you take one more step forward, I will make your soul so injured that it will take more than half a year to lie down in bed!"
The bald Fire Clan Yanren stared at the fire lotus with shrunken eyes and swallowed. Mental induction, this flower contains a very violent and terrifying rich soul energy, fluctuating.
Ye Duoduo has already activated the ice-condensing spiritual fire, the wood-based beast fire, and the earth-centered fire to condense and merge into a fire lotus.
The bald Fire Tribe's Yanren's eyes were focused. The fire lotus hovering in Ye Duoduo's palm. His unwavering eyes.
If you really take a step forward, you will be reduced to ashes. In a very short time, you will be burned to ashes and your soul will be extinguished in an instant.
"Hehehehe——"
"Boy, you are truly worthy of being the leader of the Ye Zong Alliance. Your soul power level is really high!"
"I admire you!"
The bald Fire Clan Yanren laughed coldly for a moment. .
The disdainful look he had before fighting for his soul has now completely receded. At this moment, Ye Duoduo's attitude towards Ye Duoduo was obviously because of the rumors that in the soul fighting, the souls were defeated, injured, or even killed by two demon masters, which should be true.
That fire lotus, extremely hot and high, showed the intensity of the flaming spiritual fire on the Nanzhou continent, which indeed filled his soul with a kind of fear.
"snort--"
"I don't want to provoke a fight with you, but I just want to inform you about the Flame King."
Ye Duoduo raised his eyes slightly and clapped his hands. The flames were slowly burning in his palms.
He glanced at the bald Fire Tribe Yanren and spoke lightly.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"
"Oh, the Flame Queen of the Fire Tribe is practicing her soul power in seclusion. No one dares to disturb her."
The bald Fire Clan Yan Ren burst out laughing.
Ye Duoduo frowned and did not reply.
The fire lotus in the palm suddenly flew towards the bald Fire Tribe Yanren.
Along the way, there were strong flames in the sky, like big meteors.
The fire lotus carries a strong soul energy, which is very terrifying.
The face of the bald Fire Clan Yanren couldn't help but change, and he raised his tail.
Crash.
Only retreat.
The bald Fire Tribe's Yan Ren can retreat no matter how he looks. The fire lotus, like a chaser, followed closely.
A strange and funny scene occurred in an empty place in the jungle.
In the eyes of the fire tribe's Yanren magicians, apart from the King of Flames who is the first-class soul power expert, only Ye Duoduo is the soul power powerhouse by activating the condensation and fusion of this fire lotus.
Fire Lotus chases the bald Fire Clan Yanren and runs around, which is extremely funny.
The magicians of the Fire Clan Yanren looked at each other for a moment.
There was a hint of horror in Ye Duoduo's eyes as he danced with his hands.
"What a bastard. This kid's soul power level is too high."
The bald-headed Fire Clan Yanren kept flashing and roaring angrily as he looked at the Fire Lotus that was chasing after him.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch—"
The fire lotus floated slowly, suspended in the air two or three meters away from the bald Fire Tribe Yanren.
The extremely hot heat emanating from the fire lotus caused beads of sweat to form on the forehead of the bald Fire Tribe man.
"Big boss, I wonder if it's time for Ye Duoduo to pay homage to King Yan?"
Ye Duoduo gave a faint smile.
"you--"
The bald Fire Tribe Yanren gritted his teeth, glanced at Ye Duoduo, and then at the slowly floating fire lotus, feeling only angry in his heart.
The flames are about to burst, and perhaps it is necessary to save one's life. Don't let the soul be seriously injured, and the soul will be destroyed. That end will not be much better? "
"Just wait for me!"
After a while, the bald Fire Tribe Yanren gave up fighting the spirit in despair and said a vicious word to Ye Duoduo.
In a flash, he flew up the stone stairs and rushed towards the jungle.
Ye Duoduo smiled slightly as he looked at the speed of his soul running away and his very agility.
"Hehehehe——"
Ye Duoduo made a move with his hands, and the fire lotus appeared in the palm of his hand, and finally turned into a strange and rich soul energy fluctuation, and rushed into his body.
Ye Duoduo collected the fire lotus and ignored the curious eyes of the Fire Tribe Yan people, and their hearts shone with awe.
Slowly close your eyes and wait for King Yan to come out and meet you.
Beside Ye Duoduo, Man Ling'er was a little bored and just looked around curiously.
The soul power of the bald Fire tribe's flame magician is too strong. Does his fist still hurt now? .
Although he was unscathed and had no soul damage, he only had a little smile and smiled in a kind manner.
The two of them waited quietly, and the bald Fire Tribe's Yan Ren flew into the jungle.
After a while, two figures quickly emerged from the forest and landed slowly in the sky. two
The figure in front fell in front of the surrounding Fire Tribe Yanren guards. They greeted each other respectfully.
"Fire King."
"Hey, boy, why do you have time to go to the Fire Tribe's Yanren territory today to meet this king?"
Ye Duoduo can have such a reputation in the Yan people's territory of the Fire Tribe. He should be the King of Yan. Why did he appear to an outsider?
King Yan landed on the ground and looked at Ye Duoduo and the others with a somewhat surprised expression.
"Sister Yanhong——"
Man Ling'er was a little excited when she saw King Yan appear. She ran over happily and ran into her arms.
She rubbed Man Ling'er's little head with her delicate hands, and a touching smile flashed across her pretty face.
The rare smile on weekdays made the bald Fire Clan Yanren stunned.
"Sister Yan Hong, Baldhead dared to provoke me into a soul fight just now. If Man Ling'er hadn't already advanced to the sixth round of soul rings, he might have been seriously injured by his soul power!"
Man Ling'er's head darted wildly in Yan King's arms. Suddenly, his little finger pointed at the bald Fire Tribe Yan Ren, filled with anger.
Man Ling'er's performance caused cold sweat to break out on the foreheads of Ye Duoduo and the bald Fire Tribe Yanren.
This little girl is actually complaining.
