A long series of flames, violent and chaotic, like the flames in the center of the sun, continued to accumulate in Ivan's hands, and finally formed a huge fireball with a diameter of ten meters.
The scorching aura of this fireball almost roasted the ground.
On the battlefield, there were also injured soldiers of Luo State, who couldn't withstand the heat wave and died of heat.
"Go!"
Ivan exerted his strength with both arms, the alchemist six-pointed star in both hands flickered, and a huge fireball came out of his hand, like a cannonball shot towards Chu Wangxian.
Chu Wangxian stretched out one hand and resisted with his bare hands.
"It's a hidden fire!"
Ivan smiled and looked confidently.
Rumble!
The fireball was like a meteorite dragging out flames, and it hit Chu Wangxian's palm.
In the loud explosion, the power extended a hundred meters to both sides, and then rushed backwards a hundred meters.
It's like a wild wave hitting a reef and destroying it completely.
If anyone is alive, he will never be able to escape this wave of attacks, and even the ground will be roasted.
This is not a human confrontation, but a confrontation between gods.
Ivan looked confidently, although he was not a god and was only called a divine messenger, he already claimed to be a god.
And under the secret fire, let alone people, even the monks of Penglai Xianmen have killed him.
Just as the Taoist priest is good at practicing Dan, he must learn the flame, and the name of Danhuo and Samadhi True Fire is widely spread.
Among the Western alchemists, they are equally good at fire.
Alchemist's flame is divided into four types in the alchemy texts.
The fire of nature, the fire of the hidden, the fire of the center, and the fire of heaven.
The fire of nature, ordinary fire, can burn everything.
Secret fire, only alchemists know how to control, if people who don't know how to control will use hidden fire, it is very scary, which is one of the reasons why the secrets of alchemy should not be explained to ordinary people.
Alchemy, mystical power.
The central fire, the creative force at the birth of the universe, the ancient energy, is present in every object in the universe.
Heavenly Fire: From God, white and tasteless, gentle, the purest fire, contained in the central fire, both are an inner fire that cannot be perceived.
In his later years, Newton was obsessed with theology, which was the flame of alchemy.
Ivan's self-confidence is not for nothing, he is a divine envoy, equivalent to the foundation building monk of Penglai Xianmen.
When I came this time, I knew that Chu Wangxian's strength was comparable to him.
However, Chu Wangxian's strength was exhausted by the army, and he was even more fully prepared, and he didn't believe that he couldn't kill Chu Wangxian.
"Whew!"
Nice flame.
Chu Wangxian squinted in the flames, although the power of the secret fire was huge, it was still not enough to burn the Gang Qi that covered his whole body.
"I also have flames, so let's compare them and see whose flame is more powerful!"
Chu Wangxian joked, and with the same move in his hand, the Nine Infant Spirit Fire turned into a huge fireball and smashed towards Ivan. was devoured by the Nine Infant Spiritual Fire, even if it was a foundation building monk, he couldn't hold on.
But Ivan resisted it all his might.
"The alchemists of the West also have a few brushes."
Chu Wangxian stared and nodded silently, and after Ivan's shirt was burned, the tattoo on his chest was exposed.
A snake.
A black snake like a circle.
In the West, the snake is a symbol of evil, and the Ouroboros, represents the devil.
Ivan gasped, fortunately he had the Philosopher's Stone, which supplied endless mana, otherwise he would definitely be killed by Chu Wangxian with one blow.
"You're from the dark alchemy."
Chu Wangxian asked.
Alchemists have their own heritage, and Ivan has an ancient heritage, but this inheritance is known only to those on the inside, and those on the outside call them the Dark Alchemy.
The dark alchemy vein is easy to distinguish, worship the devil, or use human life to refine the formation, it is the dark vein.
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In Chu Wangxian's previous life, he knew about the Dark Alchemist, but he didn't know much about the origin of the Dark Alchemist.
Unless more memories of past lives, or even memories from 10,000 years ago, can we know its true origin.
Chu Wangxian has hundreds of previous lives, and when he gets back to his previous life, it is only one percent.
"Chu Wangxian, the flames of hell will make you suffer for eternity."
Ivan slapped his hands on the ground, and the Ouroboros in his chest flashed violently.
The ground trembled like a ten-magnitude earthquake, and a huge refining array flickered on the ground, and there were already thousands of people's blood and souls here, which was a good place for dark alchemists to cast their refining arrays.
The philosopher's stone was also thrown, and it was shattered into a refining array that fell to the ground.
Refining into a array, as the name suggests, can be refined into all things, but it must also follow the principle of equivalent exchange.
What Ivan exchanged was thousands of fresh souls here, as well as the philosopher's stone in his hand.
In front of me, one, two, three......
The black and blue flames that were generated out of thin air were like holy flowers, gathering together one by one, entangled and burning.
This is the central fire among alchemists, and in alchemical texts, it is claimed that it is the power left over from the birth of the universe.
Ivan used his best means to refine the fire in the center.
"Yes, it should be a bit powerful."
After Chu Wangxian observed, he nodded indifferently.
But this scene, in Ivan's eyes, was underestimated, which made him angry, "We alchemists, the more sacrifices, the more terrifying the power we get, which is definitely not something that you, a Chinese person, can understand." ” "In that case, I will also use my true strength to fight you."
Chu Wangxian smiled coldly.
Flames erupted from his body, swept with the wind, reaching a height of 100 meters, and the dancing flames seemed to have life.
Roaring, bloody, ferocious, furious.
Chu Wangxian's strongest flame is still the Nine Infant Spiritual Fire.
After the foundation was built, the Nine Infant Spiritual Fire gradually had some ancient momentum, and the flame had its own Nine Infant Will, turning into the flame of the ancient demon beast.
You must know that the true flame has its own will.
And the Nine Infants, as an ancient demon beast, naturally have a fierce will.
"A flame with a will?
This is a flame comparable to the fire of ancient alchemy.
Ivan was a little afraid Seeing Chu Wangxian's flames turn into the appearance of a nine-headed dragon, Ivan's confidence weakened a little.
It was difficult for him to ride a tiger at the moment, and he also saw Chu Wangxian's terribleness.
But at this moment, with the sacrifice of thousands of people, the fire in the center has been refined, and it must be fought.
Instantly, two flames collided together.
The collision of two flames is like the collision of two stars, which is extremely tragic.
Victory or defeat is decided in an instant.
"How could I be defeated!"
The six-pointed star on Ivan's hands and the Ouroboros pattern on his chest disintegrated, and the philosopher's stone was even more shattered.
In the raging flames, Ivan, who was full of unwillingness, looked at Chu Wangxian, and he regretted it.
Before Ivan came, he had planned everything, who would have thought that Chu Wangxian's hole cards were more terrifying than he imagined.
"What a ruthless method, yellow-haired monkey, the Orthodox Church Order, will not let you go."
The strength of this Chinese man is too terrifying, and the painful feeling keeps coming, Ivan took a look at it unwillingly, and was burned to ashes.
In the flames in the sky, Chu Wangxian let out a sigh of relief, and he shook his head.
Sometimes you don't look for trouble, trouble comes to you yourself.
With a slap of his right hand, a stone wall collapsed, revealing an elderly Luo Guoren.
The clothes worn by this Luo people are still the style of forty years ago, and they are also a little old, and they feel like they are about eighty years old.
Chu Wangxian only glanced at the old man, and he had a number in his heart.
"You've been looking at me for so long, what's the matter with me?"
Sure enough, the old man's expression was very complicated, and he finally gritted his teeth and knelt down in front of Chu Wangxian.
"It looks like we've helped you, please help us."
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Chu Wangxian glanced at it and frowned.
He inherited the memories of his previous life and knew some of the inside stories of the past hundred years.
"Are you an alchemist of the Ideal Order?
Unfortunately, I have no interest in getting involved in the infighting of you Western alchemists. ”