The Douluo Heaven Ranking is here, I can't hide my identity!

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Chapter 179

"What kind of ghost skill are you trying to tickle me?"

In the flames, a mocking voice came.

Then, Mo Yun's handsome figure walked out slowly.

With a chirping sound, the flame covering several meters around was extinguished at once.

Looking at this scene, Yan's face was instantly filled with horror and disbelief.

He never thought that the little boy in front of him would be so strong, blocking his hell magma charge!

Of course, it's not uncommon to block his hell magma rush.

What's strange is that from the beginning to the end, there is no soul power flowing from the other party!

"You can block my attack without even using your soul power?!"

Yan suspected that he was dreaming, he even pinched himself quietly, his thighs were purple.

Not a dream!

How on earth did he do it? ! !

Yan's face turned pale with shock, and he stared at Mo Yun with wide eyes, inexplicably flustered.

But soon, he calmed down again.

I've been beaten, it's too embarrassing to admit cowardice now.

Besides, the other party looks like a dude, so it's probably useless for him to confess his love.

That being the case, it is better to fight!

What's more, he just attacked and tested casually just now, and he didn't show his true strength at all.

Fight with all your strength, you may not lose!

What if this little boy just has a special defense method?

What if it was just luck that this little boy escaped his first soul skill Hell Magma Rush?

No matter what the situation is, Yan feels that he still has hope.

After all, the little boy in front of him is still so young.

It's unbelievable to be able to crush yourself at this age.

Yan took a deep breath and instantly calmed down.

Things have come to this, and we can only bite the bullet!

He yelled violently and rushed towards Mo Yun.

At the same time, the third spirit ring on his body flashed quickly.

"The third soul skill, flames of hell!"

boom!

An incomparably violent red flame gushed out from the ground, with terrifying power, like the fire of hell that was about to burn everything, it swept towards Mo Yun full of violence.

The air was instantly scorched and distorted, like a pot of paste.

To this, Mo Yun smiled, and still stood motionless.

Soul masters above level 50 are too weak, they can't break through his defense at all, even if he stands here and lets him fight for 100 years, he won't hurt a single hair.

But this flame... seems to have something?

In this way, Mo Yun took a 6-year-old goblin and roasted it.

Soon, he was overjoyed.

"Hey, it's just right to bake this thing!"

"Uh, something's wrong, this goblin... is actually absorbing fire elements?" Mo Yun was a little confused.

…………

boom!

The flames were hot and violent, enveloping Mo Yun and burning violently.

The ground instantly cracked, and the surrounding flowers, plants and trees withered in the blink of an eye, and burned up, turning into dust in an instant.

In an instant, the land was full of desolation, and the violent fluctuations of the battle had already attracted many onlookers, all of whom stared at this side with wide-eyed eyes.

They didn't expect that Yan would actually fight someone in the Wuhun Temple.

But they didn't care about it, they just thought it was a normal sparring.

Soon, however, they realized that something was wrong.

"Why is Yan always attacking? Where is the other person?" Someone asked.

"It's on the fire, it's almost half a minute!" someone explained.

"Ah? That person was hit by Yan's flames of hell? How is this possible?!" Someone's eyes widened, and they couldn't imagine.

"Damn it! It was burned for half a minute? It shouldn't be burned to death, right?" Some people wondered.

"It's not dead, look carefully, the figure in the flames seems to be enjoying it..."

"Fuck! What is he doing?!"

"Hiss! He's roasting sweet potatoes!"

"Fuck! What kind of evildoer is this! Roasting sweet potatoes with other people's soul skills?!"

"My God! This is Yan's third soul skill, Hell Flame! Even stones can be roasted and fused! He actually used it to roast sweet potatoes!"

"No! How can there be such a baked sweet potato?!"

"What the hell is he holding in his hand?"

Everyone opened their mouths wide and stared round their eyes, completely bewildered by Mo Yun's sao operation.

"By the way, who is Yan fighting with?" Someone asked a final question.

"I don't know, it seems to be a friend of the saint..."

Everyone: "???"

When they heard that it was Hu Liena's friend who was fighting Yan, everyone suddenly realized.

"It turned out to be a battle between rivals in love..."

"It's just why didn't that person fight back? Are sweet potatoes so delicious?"

Everyone was dumbfounded and became more and more confused.

…………

At the same time, seeing Mo Yun still not dodging or evading, Yan suddenly looked happy, and a look of hope flashed in his eyes.

"Damn little boy, you are so arrogant, even if you are a Title Douluo, even if you don't use your soul skills, you will be injured even if you allow a battle soul king to attack!!"

Joy flashed in Yan's eyes, he didn't believe that Mo Yun's strength could be stronger than Title Douluo.

"Hmph! When you beg for mercy, I will definitely humiliate you!"

Yan's face was full of anticipation, and he continued to output soul power.

He was ridiculed just now, so he must return it!

However, one second, two seconds, three seconds...

The flame continued to burn, but Yan felt that Mo Yun didn't seem to be hurt in any way!

Not only that, but the other party is still roasting food in the flames!

"How unreasonable!" Yan was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, and with a loud roar, he released another soul skill.

"The fourth soul skill, magma turning—"

However, as soon as the soul skill was released, Yan trembled all over, and looked ahead in disbelief.

Mo Yun waved his big hand, instantly extinguishing the flames around him.

Then, the fourth soul ability that Yan had just released also came to an abrupt end, and fell silent before it was officially activated.

"It's almost done. If I set fire to it again, my rank nine goblin will be burnt. Besides, you're almost useless. Stop."

"Hey, it tastes really good—"

Mo Yun took a bite of the goblin and laughed.

This is a sweet potato roasted with the purest flame element... Bah, goblin, the taste is amazing!

"You, you—" Yan rounded his eyes and looked at Mo Yun in disbelief.

Not only did the flames covering Mo Yun go out just now.

Even the burning flames on Yan's body were extinguished in an instant, the five spirit rings dimmed, and the martial spirit instantly became illusory and disappeared.

"how can that be……?"

Yan stared at Mo Yun with wide eyes in disbelief.

He never expected that Mo Yun was unscathed under his fierce attack!

Not only was he unscathed, but his martial spirit was miraculously submerged!

At this moment, Yan found that he could no longer summon the martial soul, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep!

"What did you do to me?" Yan stared at Mo Yun, a little hysterical.

He couldn't mobilize his martial spirit anymore!

Wuhun is equal to the second life of a soul master.

Many soul masters regard martial arts as more important than their own lives.

But now, he finds that he can't use his martial soul anymore, which makes him so calm?

Looking at Yan who was anxious and wanted to come up to fight with him, Mo Yun smiled.

"Why are you nervous? It's just that you absorbed a little bit of your flame attribute. It's no big deal to come back after practicing for ten or eight years."

"You—" Yan was so angry that his eyes were dizzy, and he only felt the pain in his chest, and he spit out a mouthful of painstaking effort.

Then, he took a deep breath and rushed towards Mo Yun like crazy.

"I fought with you!"

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared and stood in front of Yan.

A cold voice came out: "It's almost done."

Hearing this voice, Yan trembled all over, quickly fell to his knees, and said in a trembling voice.

"Attend His Majesty the Pope..."