The Flame Flame Flame was not concerned, and pulled its front feet up and walked over their heads in a few steps. Sang Zhangxiang's heart was shocked, and blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth. The "Xiaoyao Fan" had turned into a prototype and returned to his hand. Although it was a low-quality treasure weapon, it failed to cause any damage to the Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Fla

Ye Ning specializes in cultivating water spiritual power, but is not good at it. Fortunately, the Flame Flame Torch is huge and clumsy, so they ran out in a mess.

Before he could relax, the tail of the Flame Flame Flame Sculpture rolled over, and the tail was thicker than the tallest spiritual wood he had seen before. Ye Ning was angry and shouted: "Break!" A deep blue ice arrow pierced straight away, and a small hole was exploded in the Flame Flame Sculpture's tail. This ice arrow consumed 30% of Ye Ning's spiritual power. Although it could not deal with the real ninth-level monster, it was quite harmful to the Flame Sculpture, which had only the fourth-level strength. The Flame Sculpture was in pain, and stood up again, and its tail was dancing casually. The two were in a hurry. Ye Ning staggered under his feet and rushed towards the Flame Sculpture's tail.

Sang Zhangxiang shouted loudly: "Be careful!"

Ye Ning felt a hill coming towards him like a slump, and he couldn't even hide it.

Sang Zhangxiang, without any time to think about it, flew to Ye Ning and blocked the thunder attack. He felt the five internal organs shift, and the mouth was sweet, and blood gushed out, splashing all over purple clothes. Ye Ning looked at a bell-shaped magic weapon suddenly flashing in front of him. The purple figure flew and splashed blood behind the magic weapon, and shouted: "Sang Zhangxiang!" He had taken over the falling purple figure and fell into the distance.

Ye Ning looked at the faint smile on Sang Zhangxiang's dark face and the blood on his purple shirt. He knew that the soft part of his heart was deeply touched by this young man who had always been hippie and smiled. He never looked back. He knew that such brothers were worthy of being together for the rest of his life!

"Hurry...go!"

Ye Ning suddenly burst into tears: "Sang Xiaohei! You scared me to death!"

However, the Flame Flame Flame continued to spew out their mouths, and a sea of ​​fire formed around them. Sang Zhangxiang's internal organs were damaged, and his spiritual power was consumed very quickly and he could no longer attack. He could only transform the small clock in his hand and circled the two of them. Ye Ning seemed to have made up his mind and said to Sang Zhangxiang: "You hold it for a moment first, I have a way to deal with it!"

"Okay!" For some reason, Sang Zhangxiang inexplicably believed Ye Ning. He opened his mouth and swallowed several unknown pills. His injuries seemed to be healed. The "Xiaoyao Fan" in his hand flew away again, wrapping around the flame flame turtle.

Time passes. The flames roar more and more, the rocks crack and the flames shine everywhere.

Amid the roar, Ye Ning calmed down. He solemnly took out a talisman - a talisman sealed with the holy weapon "Sky-Splitting Purple Light Spear" and attacked with all his strength. At this time, he was extremely grateful to the old man in Yueli City for his unpretentious appearance. This talisman was about to save his life twice. The spiritual power was poured in, and purple lights of the talisman suddenly burst into full bloom, and a huge power surged towards the flame flame turtle.
Chapter completed!