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Chapter 693 Myriad Dao Snake Fire, but a Sacrifice!

Yang Guang got the burning fire technique in Qingyang Town before he cultivated his divine sense.

Although, it's just a second-order skill of the Corpse Puppet Sect.

However, in Yang Guang's hands, it is not that simple.

After cultivating the divine sense.

Yang Guang's supernatural powers have just been achieved.

The so-called fire-burning technique is in the eyes of those practitioners in the ancient martial arts world of the Corpse Puppet Sect.

It's just an ordinary spiritual power into fire technique.

However, in the hands of Yang Guang.

This technique of burning fire does not rely on igniting the spiritual power in the body to summon the flames.

Yang Guang communicates with heaven and earth with his mind.

This so-called burning fire has changed from ordinary fire to heavenly fire.

Ordinary spiritual power can only burn orange-red flames.

However, Yang Guang communicates the power of the fire element between heaven and earth.

But it turned into a dark sky fire.

Although, this kind of flame cannot compete with those great supernatural beings recorded in ancient books.

Compare the summoned Samadhi True Fire and Red Lotus Karmic Fire.

However, this fire is extraordinary.

Compared with the fire-burning technique in Yang Guang's hands, the Wu family's so-called fire control technique is like a swan looking up at the nine-day Jinpeng.

The gully-like gap between the sky and the earth is basically the flame of two realms.

In Yang Guang's hands, the moment the black flame rose.

The flaming snake rain summoned by Wu Daquan seemed to make a chirping sound.

The Fire Snake that was flying towards Yang Guang's body.

It's like being sucked into a vortex.

One by one, they projected towards the black flame in Yang Guang's hand.

Wu Daquan's fire snake is like the tonic of Heiyan in Yang Guang's hands.

Hei Yan didn't move, but rose slowly.

A fiery snake is like a moth to a flame.

In the end, all the ten thousand fire snakes disappeared without a trace, leaving only the palm-sized black flame in Yang Guang's hand.

"The so-called ten thousand dao snake fire is just a sacrifice."

Yang Guang raised his eyes slightly, as if a black flame was printed in his eyes.

Wherever the eye can see.

Wu Daquan's whole body was icy cold, in this cool suburban place.

However, from the soles of the feet to the forehead, cold sweat appeared all over.

As Yang Guang said.

His proud Ten Thousand Dao Fire Snake Art.

In front of Hei Yan in Yang Guang's hands, it was just a sacrifice.

Not even eligible for comparison.

"This...how is this possible, what is this dark flame?"

Grandma Yun was stunned.

Not to mention Wu Daquan's unique skill of controlling fire.

It's just a random fire control technique, it's not something she, an old lady, can resist.

But now, Wu Daquan's so-called fire control technique of suppressing the bottom of the box.

In front of Yang Guang, it was like a child blowing bubbles.

In front of the scorching sun, there is no need to use hands at all, and it will be broken in minutes.

Granny Yun looked at the black flame in Yang Guang's hand.

Just the sight of it makes me tremble.

It seemed that there was no need for the black flame to contaminate her body.

Just get a little closer to the dark flame.

It will be able to burn her body into nothingness.

"You... what kind of flame is this?"

Wu Daquan swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a dry throat.

The current him doesn't doubt at all, this palm-sized black inflammation.

It can make him turn into dust all over the sky here and now.

"What kind of flame, you will know if you look at it yourself..."

Yang Guang pushed out his palm, and the black flame in his hand seemed to turn into a lotus flower.

Projected to Wu Daquan.

"Boom!"

When Hei Yan was still a few meters away from Wu Daquan.

Wu Daquan finally couldn't bear the fear in his heart.

He bent his knees and knelt down suddenly.

"Wow!"

Yang Guang shook his hand.

In an instant, the black flame turned into a sky full of starlight and slowly dissipated.

"Awareness is good."

Seeing the knowledgeable Wu Daquan, Yang Guang smiled lightly.

Yang Guang said earlier, either get lost or kneel and kowtow.

Otherwise, this so-called Wu Daquan of the Wu family will never see the light of day.

This guy can remember this sentence at a critical moment.

Yang Guang accepted his murderous intentions.

"Excuse me, who are you...?"

Wu Daquan no longer had the arrogance he had before.

The so-called Wu family lineage, the people with the best fire control skills.

In front of Yang Guang, it was just a drop in the ocean.

He couldn't even stir up a little wave in Yang Guang's sea.

How can Wu Daquan be dissatisfied.

"I?"

Regarding Wu Daquan's question, Yang Guang smiled.

As if thinking of something.

"In the three Jiangdong provinces, they seem to...call me Mr. Yang."

The corner of Yang Guang's mouth curled up slightly.

He gave the answer Wu Daquan wanted.

"Mr. Yang, the respected Mr. Yang of the three Jiangdong provinces?"

Hear the title.

Wu Daquan was taken aback for a moment, and thought about it in his mind.

Subsequently, as the three provinces of Jiangdong, the Wu family located in Dongling.

He just thought of Wu Daquan.

The group arena held in the three provinces of Jiangdong.

It seems that the group arena held by the major forces in the three Jiangdong provinces.

It was Mr. Yang who suppressed all major forces appeared.

The entire process of the group arena.

It was Mr. Yang who made a move.

Suppress the audience.

Even the disciples of Leimen Leishen overseas were defeated and died of serious injuries in the end.

Originally, such secular forces were respected.

These semi-hidden monastic families.

Naturally disdainful.

In the eyes of their monastic families.

The group arenas held in the three provinces of Jiangdong are at most able to produce some inner strength masters.

But it cannot be placed on the table of their ascetic family.

However, today Wu Daquan saw that this black flame was summoned by the young man who was honored as Mr. Yang in the three provinces of Jiangdong with a flip of his hands.

It was to make him helpless, but to kneel down and beg for mercy.

"The sky of this cultivator is about to change!"

Wu Daquan sighed in his heart.

Such supernatural powers are not within the reach of ordinary ascetics.

In front of this young man, even a Daoist cultivator would be a head shorter.

Only the legendary ascetics who have escaped from the mortal realm can compete with him!
But, ascetics who have escaped from the mortal realm, let alone see you.

Even in Yangyang Huaxia, there may not be many people there!
Moreover, the old monsters who have escaped from the mortal realm usually practice in seclusion.

Don't ask about world affairs.

Where is this young man so young.

"Mr. Yang's methods are not about suppressing the secular forces in the three Jiangdong provinces."

"Even if the cultivating forces in the three provinces of Jiangdong were born together, I am afraid that they will have to bow their heads."

Wu Daquan sighed.

shook his head.

"The secular forces of the three Jiangdong provinces plus the cultivating forces can only bow their heads in front of this young man?"

Hearing Wu Daquan's words, Granny Yun was so shocked that her old face seemed to be about to fall off.

Not to mention the three provinces of Jiangdong, the Yun family can only be regarded as a small family even in Dongling.

Grandma Yun can understand better that those big families who practice Taoism in Dongling, and even in the three provinces of Jiangdong.

However, Wu Daquan's words now.

But it shows.

Those monastic families who are inviolable in her eyes.

In front of this young man, he could only bow his head.

"If I had known this, our Yun Family would still need to rely on the Young Village Master!"

Granny Yun sighed.

(End of this chapter)