The ring of flames suddenly rose from the ground, the fire was very fierce!
Especially when more than 10,000 such fires shot up into the sky, it almost made the faces of the white-haired people behind Yang Ning change!
But everyone soon discovered that the flame seemed strange!
Because ten thousand flames soared into the sky. According to common sense, not to mention the high temperature caused by the flames, even the thick smoke caused by the flames in this underground space was unbearable!
But now, after the ten thousand flames were ignited, there was no smoke at all!
The bold Bai Mao even looked closer to the flame ring closest to him. He found that not only was there no thick smoke, the flame didn't even have any temperature at all!
As smart as white hair, of course he would not think that the ring of flames raised by Yang Ning was useless.
There was even a drop of cold sweat dripping from the white-haired forehead.
In Baimao's understanding, the more harmless the means used by such a powerful person, the more powerful they are.
as expected--
"Ah, ah!!"
Immediately, Zhou Ye, who was in the ring of flames, screamed in pain.
And this is just the first Zhou Ye.
There were a total of 10,000 Zhou Ye present.
Immediately, everyone in Zhou Ye who was shrouded in the ring of flames screamed in agony!
Zhou Ye, the one closest to Yang Ning, hugged his whole body, as if he was suffering extremely intense pain!
But this time, apart from the scars left by the previous brats, there were no other signs of injury on Zhou Ye's body!
Yang Ning looked at him and said, "Actually, this thing is not a big deal. It's just like the soul-lighting lamp."
"There is no physical damage at all, it can only burn the soul."
"It's just that you invented the soul lamp in the first place because you couldn't control the flame that can burn your soul without relying on the soul lamp."
"And as your apprentice, I am just a little bit more powerful than your master."
Yang Ning said with a smile on his face: "Not only can I condense this flame into a flame on the soul lamp candle, I can also turn it into a flame cage and attach it to your whole body."
Yang Ning said, boom!
A total of 10,000 flame rings burned and the fire surged!
Ten thousand and one flame cages were formed!
As for Zhou Ye, who was in these ten thousand and one cages, the painful expression on his face suddenly became very exaggerated!
It was as if I had endured several times the pain all at once!
Seeing him like this, Yang Ning smiled and said, "Originally, this flame cage only slightly amplifies the damage."
"But look at you, what have you done?"
"You actually dispersed your soul among ten thousand robots?"
"Then Sun Yupu is just a stream of data. How about you, actually using secret techniques to disperse your soul and stuff it into a group of robots?"
The more Yang Ning spoke, the more the smile grew on his lips: "It's okay now. Ten thousand of you will be ten thousand times more painful. Master, just enjoy it."
As Yang Ning finished speaking, the fire in the already strong flame cage became even more fierce!
The color of the blazing flame changed from fiery red at the beginning to faint blue, and finally turned into a coquettish purple!
And Zhou Ye, who was trapped in the purple flame cage, had an expression of pain on every face!
When he was in the soul lamp before, this Zhou Ye could still curse Yang Ning angrily while carrying the pain of the soul lamp flames. But now, let alone cursing, this Zhou Ye didn't even have the ability to make a sound!
He can only bear the pain of his soul being baptized by flames like a dying corpse!
In the underground space, ten thousand and one purple flames soared into the sky. Yang Ning stood in front of these ten thousand flames, as if he was admiring his own masterpiece, his eyes filled with a blur of enjoyment!
Behind Yang Ning, Bai Mao and the others were completely frightened by the scene in front of them!
They are not ordinary people, they have all experienced storms!
But who has ever seen a scene like this before, with thousands of purple flames rising from the ground, burning people to death? !
The key is that the person who was burned can't die, he can only bear the severe pain caused by the flames alive!
And the pain is ten thousand times more severe!
In the blink of an eye, this underground space became like a nine-nether hell, echoing with the extremely painful howls of ten thousand Zhou Ye!
Listening to the cry, which was like a ghost screaming in pain, Baimao and the others kept retreating.
Even the ugly thing who had just helped Yang Ning was trembling with fear!
Next to Yang Ning, a dozen little guys surrounded him.
The little ghosts didn't look at Zhou Ye, who was burned by the flames. They just looked at Yang Ning.
Chen Yamei held her little head, looked at Yang Ning and asked with concern: "Chengcheng, have you relieved yourself?"
Poetry: "Can you come out of the shadows?"
Honghong: "If it doesn't work, add more fire."
Fatty Sun: "Are you hungry? Add some fat sausage?"
Beibei: "I want to scratch a few more marks on the old man's face."
Ming Ming: "That means he has already died, otherwise I could fill a whole book with the words "Zhou Ye".
The other brats also expressed similar opinions. Yang Ning signaled the brats to calm down. He walked forward, looked at Zhou Ye in the more than 10,000 purple flames and said, "Okay, dear master, we have reached this juncture. Now, you can use your last resort."
More than 10,000 Zhou Ye robots were burned by the fire at the same time. They were very painful and screamed one after another!
However, these ten thousand Zhou Ye suddenly turned their heads and stared at Yang Ning!
They were still screaming in pain, but the green flames dancing in the eyes of each pair stopped at the same time!
Yang Ning spread his hands, looked at Ten Thousand and One Zhou Ye in front of him, and said quietly: "When I searched for your soul memory earlier, I knew that Lingmen has a unique skill that can be called a dead hand."
"I also know that you placed these 10,000 robots today and dispersed your soul among these 10,000 robots just to maximize the effect of that dead-hand stunt."
"Dear master, let your apprentice learn your dead-hand skills."
After Yang Ning finished speaking, the ten thousand and one Zhou Ye who were trapped in the flame cage all let out painful wails to him!
But Yang Ning was not afraid at all. He raised his hand and was covered in white clothes without wind!
"Dear Master, isn't this dead-hand stunt meant to curse the enemy at the cost of your own soul?"
"But, I have countless fairy spirits in my body, and each fairy spirit will resist negative curses for me. What can you do to me with your dead-end skills?"
At this time, the ten thousand and one Zhou Ye who were suffering from the burning pain of the flames all raised their heads and laughed: "Hahahaha! Yang Ning!"
"So what if you know the dead-hand stunt?!"
"So what if you are a fairy?!"
"You still didn't calculate it after all!"
"I'm telling you! Your fairy spirit can't protect you from this curse!"
"Because, the curse I gave you this time is not negative! Hahaha!"
As he said that, Zhou Ye's painful and maniacal expression had a playful look on his face: "Yang Ning, my good disciple, come and accept Master's blessing!"
"My master has given you invincible strength!"
"This time, what I want to give you as a teacher is——"
"eternal life!"
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