I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

"Roar!"

However, just when Zhang Yi stepped forward and wanted to end the battle.

Suddenly, from the area shrouded in night in the arena, there was an angry roar of a lion.

After Zhang Yi paused, he raised his eyes and saw that the Scarlet Flame Demon Lion's limbs were tied to the ground by tendrils, and it was roaring upwards.

And following the sound of the lion howling, a black magic fire suddenly burned in the opponent's body, consuming some kind of bright blood.

With this, the aura of the Scarlet Flame Demon Lion suddenly increased, infinitely approaching another level.

The opponent seemed to have entered a state of animalization at the cost of burning blood, and his combat power soared. At this moment, even the tendrils that bound his limbs exploded, and could no longer stop the action of the Red Flame Demon Lion.

"Is this a state of burning blood..."

"Damn it!"

A light flashed in Zhang Yi's eyes, and with his eyes of insight, he understood the state of the Scarlet Flame Demon Lion at this time, and he couldn't help cursing secretly.

This is a special ability of the opponent, burning blood, which can consume the power of the blood, so as to gain the blessing of combat power in a short time.

It has to be said that the Scarlet Flame Demon Lion has been cornered by Zhang Yi's Night Field.

This blood-burning ability is used to consume one's own blood heritage in exchange for a short-term burst of combat power, so it should not be used lightly unless it is absolutely necessary.

At this time, the Red Flame Demon Lion was cast, obviously planning to die.

"Damn it, actually playing this hand."

At this time, Zhang Yi frowned slightly, his expression full of anger.

He wasn't afraid that the Scarlet Flame Demon Lion would become more difficult to deal with in its blood-burning state, but that he was annoyed that they were all under the spirit-defying formation at this time.

This means that the opponent is defeated, and all of his background will be turned into his own martial arts merits.

Therefore, in Zhang Yi's eyes, the other party's behavior of burning blood and desperately fighting is just reducing his martial arts accumulation. How can he bear it?

"You dare to waste my things!?"

Zhang Yi couldn't sit still.

He shouted angrily, and the magic tree that grew in mid-air immediately stopped hiding its tracks and materialized directly, appearing from the night.

Then, four thigh-thick twisted spirit tendrils broke through the air from between the branches and leaves of the demon tree, locked on the limbs of the red flame demon lion in the state of burning blood, and forcibly imprisoned it in place.

At this time, the intensity of the aura of the Scarlet Flame Demon Lion has surpassed its peak, infinitely approaching the fifth heaven.

But the lingering vines entwining its limbs are also of extraordinary origin, which are formed by the natural Dao pattern of the magic vine tree, so the red flame demon lion did not break free immediately.

After seeing the other party being imprisoned, Zhang Yi also had a cold look in his eyes.

He quickly put his hands together in a circle, and a mirror immediately fell into the circle formed by his hands.

Yanyang Mountain Zhenzong Chongbao, Xuantian Mirror.

In order to preserve the complete cultivation of the Scarlet Flame Demon Lion, Zhang Yi no longer held back, but planned to kill him with one blow.

And Xuantian Mirror is his method.

"Fall."

"Xuantian strike!"

Zhang Yi exploded with power all over his body, pouring all the radiant true energy into the Xuantian Mirror, and then he turned the mirror to the Red Flame Demon Lion.

When the opponent's figure appeared on the mirror, a beam of golden light shot out suddenly.

At this moment, it was as if the heaven and the earth lost their voice, and wherever the beam of golden light passed, the space collapsed, leaving behind a black scar that was difficult to heal for a long time.

Even the field of invisible traces in the night that Zhang Yi launched was divided into two at this moment, and penetrated by the whole, which shows the horror of Xuantian's blow.

And because the limbs of the Scarlet Flame Demon Lion are firmly imprisoned by the twisted vines, it can't dodge, and can only passively resist the power of the heavy treasure!

...

"boom!"

A loud noise exploded in the arena, and it was as if a small sun had risen in the central area, with bright brilliance illuminating the surrounding fields, and golden shock waves spreading in all directions.

At this moment, the protective light curtains around the arena kept flickering, and cracks appeared, as if they were about to explode.

It wasn't until many ancient runes revived on the ring that the light curtain stabilized tremblingly and was not broken.

But at this time, the ancient runes supporting the light curtain are more than twice as large as before!

The protection level of the arena at this time has been raised to the state of a duel between five heavenly saints.

It has to be said that Zhang Yi urged Xuan Tianjing's all-out attack to be really powerful.

...

In the arena, frenzied energy shockwaves scattered in all directions, until they raged for several minutes before gradually dissipating into nothingness.

And Zhang Yi's figure also appeared on the side of the ring at this time.

His night was destroyed by his Xuantian blow, so the night disappeared, and the day landed on the ring again.

At this time, Zhang Yi looked down at the Xuantian Realm in his hand, and found that the realm had returned to its dilapidated appearance, and there was no magic in it anymore.

With a slight smile, he put it into the ocean of primordial essence and slowly conceived it.

Then, Zhang Yicai looked forward.

At this time, the Scarlet Flame Demon Lion was standing opposite him, its wings were already broken, and the magic fire covering its body was also shaking and about to be extinguished.

Its aura has plummeted even more, from infinitely approaching the fifth heaven, to now it can't even maintain the level of the fourth heaven, and has been falling down.

The opponent is undoubtedly defeated.

In the field of night, when the opponent wanted to burn his blood and fight desperately, Zhang Yi made a decisive move and ended the battle early with the Xuantian Mirror.

"You lost."

Zhang Yi said calmly.

"Roar."

The Scarlet Flame Demon Lion roared and was extremely weak.

Its red eyes looked at Zhang Yi, and in the next moment, it moved its limbs and rushed out violently, intending to pounce on Zhang Yi.

Obviously, it is still unwilling to be reconciled and wants to knock down Zhang Yi.

But it's a pity that it was crushed and beaten by Zhang Yi in its heyday, not to mention it was extremely weak after being hit by Xuantian?

Therefore, seeing the red flame demon lion rushing towards him, Zhang Yi just waved his hand, and a crescent moon sword energy rushed out instantly, landing on the head of the red flame demon lion.

"goodbye."

Zhang Yi said softly.

As soon as the words fell, the sword energy exploded, shattering the head of the Scarlet Flame Demon Lion.

The flying movement stopped, and the body of the Scarlet Flame Demon Lion fell to the surface of the ring, and the red eyes gradually became cold.

At this time, as Zhang Yi made up his sword, the last breath of life of the Scarlet Flame Demon Lion also dissipated.

The arena is divided into life and death.

Immediately, in Zhang Yi's eyes, he saw the patterns of formation engraved on the ring shining one by one, forming a brand new pattern of formation.

He realized in his heart that this was the Great Formation of Rebellious Spirits!

When the two fight, one must die.

At this time, the battle ended with the death of the Scarlet Flame Demon Lion, and the spirit-defying formation was activated accordingly.

Zhang Yi quietly waited for the evolution of the formation, and soon, the body of the Scarlet Flame Demon Lion dissipated, turning into bits and pieces of energy essence.

Where Zhang Yi stood, a black hole appeared on the ground.

And the dissipated energy essence was thrown into the black hole under his feet, and then poured into Zhang Yi's body, becoming his martial arts merits.