The true secret of the World Purifying Demonic Flame!
"I will protect my own people. As for your coffin, you should use it yourself!"
While everyone was in silence, a faintly discernible voice suddenly echoed.
Astral winds were blowing in all directions. That strange green flame that vanished was now burning without any fire. Under the astral winds in the sky, the flame was constantly condensing and quietly condensing into a slender figure!
This figure had a calm expression and an ordinary aura presence. It was just like an ordinary person on the street. However, if one took a closer look, one would realize that it wasn't a human but a flame. It was even more like a demonic dragon!
"World Purifying Demonic Flame, perfection stage. I see!"
A soft voice drifted out with the wind, which intimidated the Heaven Mystics Kingdom into silence!
That slender figure was all too familiar to everyone. That handsome young man was even more etched in everyone's minds!
If he wasn't Lin Ling, who else could he be?
Wasn't Lin Ling burned to death by his own flame? Why was he still alive?
The silence didn't last long. Shocked voices echoed like waves!
"Lin Ling!"
The Crown Prince sat loftily on the Dragon Throne below the city, and he held onto the armrests with both hands. However, at this moment, even the solid Dragon Throne had been crushed by his grip, and his eyes were staring fixedly at that slender figure!
Lin Ling hadn't lost yet!
He seemed to have no limit!
"Impossible. I clearly saw that you were burned to death by your own flame. How can you still be alive?!" Sheng Feifan stared at Lin Ling from afar and shook his head constantly. He seemed to be unwilling to accept this fact!
In his heart, Lin Ling was like the Undying Fire God!
"I have three types of fire attribute spirit bodies. The first is the Nine Nether Heavenly Flames, which has the characteristic of explosiveness. The second is the Seven Blades Talent, which has the characteristic of sharpness. The third is the World Purifying Demonic Flame, which doesn't have the characteristic of a Flaming Demonic Dragon. Back then, I made use of this flame to undergo nirvana and exhausted a lot of effort to open the eight gates of the human body.
Lin Ling looked at Sheng Feifan quietly and spoke indifferently!
For some reason, his words made Sheng Feifan feel a strong pressure. It was as if the youth standing in front of him was the Emperor of Flames, the ancient Flame Demon King!
"Open the Eight Gates to contain demonic flames. However, the Eight Gates only appeared in ancient times. It is said that it was used to break through the limits of the human body!"
Some comparatively older cultivators throughout the city exclaimed in succession!
The Eight Gates of the Human Body were very difficult to open. If one was not careful, half of one's body would be paralyzed. If it was serious, one's soul would scatter. However, Lin Ling had actually opened the Eight Gates of the Human Body. Furthermore, he had opened the Eight Gates just to fuse with the demonic fire!
Could it be?
Suddenly, many martial artists had guesses in their hearts!
Wrong!
They had all guessed wrong!
They thought that the World Purifying Demonic Flame was terrifying because of the green Flaming Demonic Dragon. However, the fact was that the World Purifying Demonic Flame had broken through the limits of the human body. That was the characteristic of the World Purifying Demonic Flame — increasing the limits of the human body!
Sheng Feifan had also guessed the same thing. His body trembled subconsciously!
"The Flame Demon Dragon. In the beginning, I thought it was a means to attack the enemy. However, later on, I realized that it was actually a flame energy that provided nourishment for the cultivator!"
Lin Ling stretched out his right hand. A wisp of green flame danced as if the flame had transformed into his arm. Moreover, he could feel that it wasn't blood that flowed in his body but flame!
Indeed, the Flame Demon Dragon wasn't an offensive means. It was an auxiliary means to increase the flame energy of the cultivator and provide nourishment for the cultivator!
After devouring the Flame Demon Dragon, the cultivator who possessed the World Purifying Demonic Flame would transform into the Flame Demon King!
That was the true secret of the World Purifying Demonic Flame!
"I won the battle of 100 generals!"
A soft voice floated out of Lin Ling's mouth. The next moment, endless flames erupted from his body. The flames stacked on top of each other, with Lin Ling as the center. They emitted ripples, making Lin Ling look even more dreamy!
One could vaguely see a terrifying green flame demon dragon coiling around Lin Ling. The aura of nirvanic extermination bloomed!
"I'll leave the coffin to you!"
Swish!
With a light step, Lin Ling appeared in front of Sheng Feifan!
Sheng Feifan's pupils constricted. In his eyes, the young man in front of him was covered in green flames. He looked dreamy and ethereal. If the young man in front of him gave him the impression of the Emperor of Fire, then he was now the Ancient Flame Demon King!
Like a flame and a demon!
"What do you want?!"
An innate suppression enveloped Sheng Feifan, causing his body to tremble. He didn't know why, but he had a feeling that Lin Ling couldn't win!
"I'll kill you!"
A cold voice came out from Lin Ling's mouth.
"Dream on, Flame of the Emperor!" "Roar!"
Sheng Feifan roared. Golden flames bloomed from his right fist as he punched toward Lin Ling! Pop!
Pop!
Pop! The air was torn apart and burned fiercely. That punch was terrifying!
Pop!
Unfortunately, before the fist could reach Lin Ling, Lin Ling gently grasped it. The green flames on his arm bloomed and extinguished the golden flames as if they were natural restraints.
"You're too weak!" "Disdain!"
Lin Ling's disdainful voice made Sheng Feifan's face turn ferocious!
He should be the one to say that!
But now, Lin Ling was standing in front of him and telling him that he was too weak!
That kind of calmness that looked down on all living beings humiliated him.
"I don't believe it!" "Roar!"
Sheng Feifan roared again. He was a Saint. How could he be humiliated like that?
"Destroy!" "Destroy!"
There wasn't any imposing attack. Lin Ling only threw a light punch!
Boom!
Under that punch, Sheng Feifan felt an endless flame attack him. It was even more terrifying than his Golden Brilliant Emperor Flame. In a flash, his right arm was burned. No golden flames could stop that demonic fire!
The World Purifying Demonic Fire's grand concept had reached perfection. Any flame would be burned, unless Sheng Feifan also had a grand concept that had reached perfection. Unfortunately, it was impossible. Sheng Feifan had only scratched the surface of his flame concept!
"The Sacred Flame Tribe is great, but I think it's just so-so!" "Kill!"
Lin Ling said coldly. He threw out another punch like a demon king. With a boom, Sheng Feifan's left arm was burned. His face turned pale!
Killed!
He was killed by Lin Ling!
He had regarded Lin Ling as an ant. He had fought with Lin Ling for the sake of a game. But now, he was the ant!
"Wait, you won! The battle of hundred generals is over!" "Kill!"
Sheng Feifan shouted in panic. His panicked voice made the entire city silent. Was this the Saint of the Sacred Flame Tribe? The Cloud Domain's Heaven's Pride who had dominated everything not long ago had now admitted defeat and begged for mercy!
"The battle of hundred generals has already ended. Now, it's a battle of life and death between you and me!" "Kill!"
Lin Ling's face was indifferent. He lightly shook his head and gently pulled out the Cloud Pattern Black Sword with his right hand. The next moment, green flames wrapped around the sword as if the sword had turned into a terrifying demonic dragon!
The World Purifying Demonic Fire had allowed Lin Ling to break through the limits of the human body. He had turned into a flame and all of his attacks returned to their original state. All of his attacks were based on the World Purifying Demonic Fire's grand concept!
"Since you brought a coffin, take it back with you!"
The sword ruthlessly slashed towards Sheng Feifan. Sheng Feifan's pupils constricted. He wanted to resist but found that he couldn't move. Lin Ling's tyrannical flame restrained his flames!
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