C910 (2/2)

At the moment when his voice fell, the breath on the Red Fire King disappeared instantly, obviously consumed all the strength, and the body fell back.

Xiang Shaoyun dragged the wounded body and hurriedly swept over. He caught the red fire king and didn't let him fall.

Xiang Shaoyun helped red fire Xingjun up and felt the exhaustion of his power. He immediately took out the spirit liquid and spirit grass and fed them to red fire Xingjun.

It's just a matter of seconds. It's really too fast.

”I want Lingjing,” said the red fire king with difficulty.

Xiang Shaoyun quickly took out a large number of Lingjing he had and put them in front of the red fire king for him to absorb.

Red fire line gentleman's nostril slightly a smoke, 100000 square meters of Lingjing instant into a force toward his nostril rushed in, but in a blink of an eye there will be no 100000 square meters of middle-class Lingjing.

Xiang Shaoyun no longer hesitates to take out hundreds of thousands of square Lingjing. As long as he can help the Red Fire King recover, what does Lingjing count.

Chihuo Xingjun is not polite at all. He absorbs all these holy crystals. But these forces are just a drop in the bucket for him. They are not enough. They can only restore a little power at most.

After all, to his realm, the non holy crystal can not meet his power needs.

Xiang Shaoyun has holy crystal, but his holy crystal is not fire holy crystal, which is not very important for red fire king. But it doesn't mean that he can't help it. He takes out Li Zunyan and says, ”Xingjun, there is a fire, how much can you recover a little power!”.

The red fire line gentleman opened the vision, rudely opened the mouth to that fire and swallowed up the past.This kind of fire was originally obtained by Xiang Shaoyun when he killed a deacon emperor Zun. It belongs to a fire that is more advanced than yunzhiyan. It was originally left for him to improve his strength, but now he has to give it to red fire Xingjun to recover.

After the red fire king got the fire, the breath strength gradually increased, and his thin body became red, with more explosive power.

Xiang Shaoyun looked at the red fire walking King, and some strange pictures flashed in his mind inexplicably. In the picture, a handsome and tall young man with fire hair rode on a fire lion to fight around and kill experts of all ethnic groups. He was very proud and unstoppable.

Until one day, a young man with purple hair appeared, and only in ten moves, he suppressed the young man with fire hair.

Fire young people refuse to accept, purple young people let him leave, agreed to fight again time.

In the Second World War, they were three years later, but three years later, the purple haired youth still defeated the huofa youth with ten moves.

Huofa youth still refuses to accept, and Zifa youth lets him leave again, and is not afraid of huofa youth's revenge at all.

In the Third World War I, ten years later, huofa youth lost to Zifa youth in ten moves.

This time, the angry young man had no excuse not to admit defeat, and he chose to follow the purple young man after this time and fight for the world together.

After a long time, the red fire line gentleman opened his eyes and said, ”old is useless!”.

”No matter how old you are, you are also my brother. I hope you will accompany me to fight against the world again!” Xiang Shaoyun said with burning eyes.

In his mind, the boy with purple hair and the young man with fire hair are the last generation of him and the current red fire king. They just don't know each other, and finally become brothers.