"I'll go, this is too scary!"
"Yeah, why are you so big!"
Everyone looked at the sudden appearance of a phantom in the Su Family Square, and they were also extremely surprised.
This ice-armored blue-eyed scorpion, despite looking at it, is just a shadow.
However, the aura became so strong the moment it appeared.
If it weren't for the distance from the ice-eyed blue-armored scorpion, they might have fainted from fright.
"Be careful, this Netherworld Flame will devour people. Once you get a little bit of it, you will be finished!"
The woman standing behind Meng Jing said nervously.
She never thought that Feng Ge, who had been reduced to a magic weapon, could actually use the skills she used to kill the Ice-Eyed Blue-armored Scorpion.
When we first dealt with the Ice-Eyed Blue-armored Scorpion, it took a lot of effort to kill it.
The most terrifying thing about this ice-eyed blue-armored scorpion is not the cold skills he can unleash.
Rather, it lies in the other party’s other identity—Huo Zhongtian!
Once this ice-eyed blue-armored scorpion releases this fire-heavy sky, there is basically nothing he can do!
Because no matter how you touch it, you may encounter the Netherworld Flame.
In this case, death is certain!
"Netherworld Flame, right?"
Meng Jing stared at the faint blue flame, a flash of brightness flashed before his eyes, and an evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Then, he looked back at the woman and asked curiously.
"This Netherworld Flame won't harm spiritual weapons, will it?"
The one he held in his hand was Long Ji, and Meng Jing didn't want his Long Ji to be harmed at all.
If the Netherworld Flame hurts Long Ji, Meng Jing can consider putting Long Ji away.
The woman shook her head and looked at Meng Jing with curiosity.
"What are you going to do? You're not going to rush forward with your spiritual weapon, are you?"
Although it is good that it will not cause harm to spiritual weapons, as the holder of this sword, if you touch it even a little bit, your life may be over!
Before the woman could say anything else, the young man had already grasped the sword tightly and rushed forward.
Suddenly he was stunned and stared at the boss with his beautiful eyes.
Didn't I already tell this guy that as long as he encounters that point, his life will be lost!
This guy is fine, he just didn't listen to what he said or something.
Are you so confident in your body skills when you charge forward so hard?
The onlookers watching the show were even more eyelids.
"If I go, will that young man die?"
"Yeah, if you go up there with bare hands like this, are you crazy?"
After everyone learned about the terror of the Netherworld Flame, they were also very puzzled when they saw the young man's behavior.
Isn't this just giving the other party a head?
"Buzz buzz [seeking death!]"
Demonic Thousand Blades also smiled coldly when he saw that the young man was defenseless.
Then, the sword swung!
The icy-eyed blue-armored scorpion made of phantom started to move, and when its claws stepped on the ground, the whole ground trembled slightly.
Then, a sharp barb struck Meng Jing.
The sharp barbs came with a faint blue flame, as if they were going to devour Meng Jing.
“It’s going to be over, it’s going to be over, it’s a pity that this young man has to die!”
"Yeah, why is he so stupid!"
Everyone couldn't bear to look directly at him.
"Don't worry!"
For some reason, the woman felt that her heart was hanging at that moment, and she began to worry about the young man.
It would be such a pity if such a talented young man died like this!
Meng Jing was seen looking at the faint blue flame coming from the shop with no expression on his face.
Then, he glanced around and saw that no one noticed the movements of his hands.
That is, the black flame of nothingness was poured into Long Ji's sword body.
"Absorb it for me!"
Meng Jing said secretly.
"Buzz buzz [Yes, Master!]"
Long Ji didn't resist at all and absorbed a large amount of the void black flame from Meng Jing's body.
And his own aura expanded again!
It turned out that there was a layer of golden lines on the edge of the sword body.
At this time, it turned into black flames swaying on the edge of the sword.
You must know that the black flame of nothingness has the ability to swallow flames, and the experience of this Demonic Thousand Blades was given to me in vain.
This is also the reason why I am not afraid.
"Hiss~"
The blue flame suddenly rose up, and with a loud hiss, it rushed towards the young man below.
The young man had already raised his long sword, then jumped up and swung out the sword energy he had accumulated for a long time at that moment.
A layer of black violent flame sword energy also surged out.
The appearance of two groups of flames of different colors quickly enveloped the square of the Su family.
A piece of blue, a piece of darkness!
The strong wind blew up, rolling up layers of stone bricks!
The sky full of sand and gravel made the onlookers unable to open their eyes. The only thing they knew was that the blue flame was summoned by the magic weapon.
And that black flame belonged to that young man.
But at this moment, the black flame looked a little weak, and its momentum was not as powerful as the opponent's flame!
Now, let’s see how long this young man can last!
"Give you another chance. If you are willing to return to the right path and return to your master, I can spare your life!"
"Otherwise, don't blame me for being heartless!"
Meng Jing looked through the phantom of the ice-eyed blue-armored scorpion and cast a cold look at the demonic Thousand Blades suspended behind him.
After all, he had obtained a high-grade Xuan-level technique from that woman, so he had to help that woman no matter what.
If this Demonic Thousand Blades insists on not turning back, there is no harm in recycling it.
"Buzz buzz [Haha, are you cowardly and bragging in front of me on purpose?]"
Demonic Thousand Blades looked at the weak black flame in front of him with disdain on his face.
Just like this, if you still want to fight with yourself, I’m afraid you’re not seeking death!
"Really? You are really ignorant and arrogant. Wouldn't it be better to just be a broken sword?"
Meng Jing smiled coldly again, and the aura of Long Ji held in his hand surged again.
The originally weak and inconspicuous ball of black flames quickly surged, and the rising momentum quickly suppressed the blue flames.
"Do you think your broken sword can still cause harm to me?"
"I gave you a chance to change your ways a long time ago but you didn't listen!"
With that said, Meng Jing stepped on the ground with his toes and jumped into the air.
Most of the black flames in front also rose up with Meng Jing's body.
"Buzz buzz [impossible, impossible!]"
The originally disdainful expression turned into horror in an instant.
He is obviously only at the level of spirit transformation, so why does he have the terrifying aura of a great spiritual master?
And what is that black flame?
It was actually able to withstand the attack from the ice-eyed, blue-armored scorpion and fire heavy sky!
Who is this young man?
How could there be such a method?
The Demonic Thousand Blades retreated continuously, and the black flame suddenly let out a deafening whistling sound.
Devour the opponent's entire flame.
Meng Jing's face lit up, and the system's voice came to his ears.
"Ding, may I ask the host, do you choose to recycle the Nether Flame?"
