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"What is this thing? It can even burn Saint Aura!"
"Be careful, this black flame is strange!"
Seeing that two Martial Saints had fallen in the blink of an eye, the expressions of many Martial Saints changed abruptly.
The black flame was too domineering. The Saint Aura that they had been relying on was ignited by it. They had never heard of such a technique.
"Eh, the Burning Yuan Demonic Flame?"
In the distance, a strange look flashed across Feng Rou's beautiful eyes, and she could not help but exclaim softly.
"Sister Feng Rou, do you recognize that thing?"
Hearing this unfamiliar thing, Qingluan asked in confusion.
"I've seen it in the ancient books of my clan."
Feng Rou's expression stiffened, and she immediately pursed her lips and smiled.
"Oh, there are so many records in your clan. I've never seen this thing before. However, my brother has too many tricks up his sleeves. It's normal for him to take this thing out."
Qing Luan nodded and said with a smile as if she understood.
Feng Rou also had a smile on her face. However, when she looked at Qin Yichen, there was a hint of suspicion in her eyes.
The Burning Yuan Demonic Flame was a domineering flame that only the Nine Heavens Flaming Sea Phoenix Clan could control!
Many years ago, its ability to burn True Yuan had made it an existence that countless clans feared.
Clearly, Feng Rou was also very confused as to why Qin Yichen would have such a flame. Furthermore, it seemed like the Burning Yuan Demonic Flame was under his control.
On the other side, Feng Qianxue's expression did not change at all. Her glass-like eyes were quietly looking at the figure that was constantly flickering with Saint Qi. Even Feng Rou could not guess what she was thinking.
"Ah …"
"Run, this kid is too strange. He's not someone we can deal with!"
"Damn it, I can't kill it, and I can't catch it. Could it be that the Divine Races are all monsters like this?"
In the sky above Zhu Quanfeng, Qin Yichen was like a wolf that had entered a flock of sheep. Wherever he went, there would be a rain of blood. Under this kind of massacre, miserable screams continuously rang out.
Following the escape of the first Martial Saint, the other Martial Saints who had surrounded Qin Yichen were thrown into chaos.
He was only at the peak of the Honorable level but he was like a demon as he slaughtered the Martial Saints in a frenzy. Furthermore, he had the protection of a heaven-defying armor. He did not care about the scattered attacks of the Martial Saints at all.
Facing such a person, even though they had the advantage in numbers, they could not help but feel fear in their hearts.
"What a bunch of trash!"
Amidst the chaos, a cold snort suddenly sounded out of nowhere, causing the bodies of countless experts to stiffen abruptly.
Qin Yichen, who had just blown apart a Martial Saint with a punch, also paused. His gaze also turned towards the sky to the side.
He saw that in the sky, a figure had unknowingly appeared and was coldly staring at him.
The figure was completely wrapped in a black robe, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.
Looking at the figure, Qin Yichen's eyes slightly narrowed as his expression turned somewhat solemn.
From that figure, he did not detect any strong aura fluctuations, and even from the latter, there was not even a trace of vital essence. If he had not appeared in sight, even with Qin Yichen's probing, he would not have been able to discover him.
Furthermore, Qin Yichen would not treat the other party as an ordinary person since he could not sense the latter's aura. Perhaps the latter's strength far surpassed his own!
When they saw the figure, the originally chaotic thousand over Martial Saints strangely quietened down. Although their expressions were ugly in the face of the black-robed man's reprimand, no one dared to refute him.
"Hiding your head but showing your tail. Are you finally willing to show yourself?"
Qin Yichen sneered as he looked at the figure.
"Young one, you have truly exceeded my expectations to be able to last until now."
In the face of Qin Yichen's mockery, the black-robed man was not angered. Instead, a low voice quietly rang out in the sky.
"Are you going to surrender, or do you want me to personally take action?"
In the next instant, the tone of the black-robed person suddenly sank. A great pressure spread across the sky as his words sounded.
Under this pressure, the Martial Saints' expressions changed drastically. An invisible force spread across the sky, causing them to lose control of their own Saint aura.
Immediately, the Martial Saints hurriedly withdrew their Saint aura and could not help but retreat a little.
They knew that this pressure was not deliberately targeted at them. However, even so, the pressure was so strong that it showed that they were not on the same level as the black-robed man!
This caused many Martial Saints to secretly sigh in relief. After all, at the very beginning, many Martial Saints were displeased with the black-robed man's commanding tone.
Now, it seemed that they were lucky that they did not ask for trouble by attacking the black-robed man. Otherwise, their bones would have been cold by now.
"You want to take me down? I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"
In this world, the place with the most terrifying pressure was the sky where Qin Yichen was. However, Qin Yichen did not seem to be affected by this pressure that was enough to suppress a Martial Saint.
With a cold snort, his figure soared into the sky and shot toward the black-robed man under everyone's astonished gazes.
"Swoosh!"
Qin Yichen's speed was so fast that it was difficult to detect with the naked eye. In the span of two breaths, he had crossed a distance of ten thousand feet and appeared in front of the black-robed man like a ghost.
"Swoosh …"
Following an obscure fluctuation, a black flame that caused countless Martial Saints to tremble in fear whizzed out. It turned into a sea of fire and enveloped the black-robed man.
Countless Saint level experts involuntarily narrowed their eyes when they saw this scene. That black flame had left an indelible shadow in their hearts!
"Child's play!"
In the face of the black flame that even Martial Saints were helpless against, the black-robed man's eyes flickered with a cold light. However, there was not the slightest fluctuation in his emotions.
Following a cold snort, the black-robed man waved his sleeve. An extremely powerful wave of True Yuan swept out from his sleeve like a long river.
"Crash!"
The true Yuan river swept out. Below it, the black flames that had caused countless Saint level experts to be helpless against were swiftly extinguished as if they were ordinary flames that had met ice water!
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