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Tie Shan made a contribution with one blow, and Temujin flew backwards weakly, gaining momentum forward, kicking his feet, leaping forward like an arrow from the string, and sticking to Temujin in the blink of an eye.

Temukin knew that he was facing a desperate situation, and there was no possibility of escape; that strong attack on the mountain almost broke most of his ribs, and now even his light breath would bring severe pain. It is characteristic of severe damage to the lungs.Temujin could feel the strength of his body draining rapidly, and it was extremely difficult to even swing his arms. He knew that as long as he lay down, he would be doomed to be slaughtered; so he gritted his teeth and tried his best to , urging the ring on his hand.

"Let's die together!" Temujin let out a crazy roar!

The ring inlaid with fiery red gemstones suddenly lit up with a ray of light, and a terrifying force condensed in it, and the next moment it turned into a scorching flame and gushed out of the gemstone.At the last moment, Temujin let go of the control of the flames and used all his spiritual power to amplify the power of the flames.This extreme method will maximize the destructive power of the flames, turning the surroundings into a sea of ​​flames, but the out-of-control flames will also engulf Temujin himself.

As assessed by the psychological profiling team of the Shenspear Bureau, facing the last moment of failure, Temujin really chose to die together.

At the moment when the flames spewed out, he leaped forward, his left hand reached out like lightning, his five fingers stretched out, wrapped Temujin's right hand in his palm, and also held the surging flames in his palm.Amidst Vector's exclamation, a golden light that was more dazzling than flames bloomed from under the skin of the forward left hand, and the light penetrated the skin, enveloping the entire left hand in the light in the blink of an eye.

The flames gushing out from the ring were firmly confined by the golden light, like a caged animal, rolling and crashing continuously, but still unable to break through the golden light.

What are the consequences of violent combustion in a confined space?This is a simple middle school physics problem.Almost at the next instant, the palm of Qianqian's left hand shone brightly again, and a deafening noise erupted. The loud noise made everyone around them subconsciously raise their hands to cover their faces, in order to resist the imaginary explosion shock wave.

But to their surprise, they felt nothing but a gust of wind.There was no shock wave, no high temperature, as if the loud noise was just an empty cannon.

Vector put down his arm suspiciously and took a peek, only to see Qiangqian still standing in place, a ball of flames rolling in the palm of his straight outstretched left hand, the incandescent light brought by the extremely high temperature made people tremble, but no matter what he couldn't rush Out of the shroud of golden light.As the succession became exhausted, the flame gradually became dim, from incandescent to blue, and from blue to red; the size of the fire was also gradually shrinking.In the end, the light of the fire gradually faded away and was completely covered by the golden light.

Under the cover of the golden light, the tall and standing forward looks like a god.

A violent explosion just disappeared, as if it never happened.But Vector knew that this was an illusion, because Temujin, who was lying a few steps away at the moment, proved the fact of the explosion with his miserable appearance; the clothes in front of him had been blown into rags, covered with The black and gray traces left by the explosion left little hair and eyebrows, and they were scorched by the flames; the worst thing was his right hand, the palm of which was gone, and half of his small arm, which was also missing. The fracture was burnt into coke by high temperature, and fortunately so, the bleeding from the fracture was stopped by accident.

Although the explosion was suppressed forward, the explosion that caused the flames was sent from the ring on Temujin's hand after all. The shock wave directly acted on Temujin's hand, and part of the shock wave and high temperature were transmitted along the arm, allowing Temujin The front of Jin's body also suffered another heavy blow.If the forward sticking to the mountain only discounted half of Temujin's ribs, then after this explosion, there may not be many intact bones on Temujin's body-but he is not dead yet.

Looking forward with a sneer and looking down at the collapsed Temujin, the golden light in his left hand gradually dissipated; he rubbed his fingers lightly, and puffs of black ash fell from his palm.These ashes came from Temujin's missing right hand. Biological substances such as skin, flesh and bones were burnt into coke by high temperature, and then annihilated in ashes as he moved forward.In the end, there was only a ring with a strange shape lying quietly in the forward palm; the violent explosion did not cause any damage except for some gray and black marks on the surface of the ring.

He moved his palm forward slightly, with the ring between his fingers, and fiddled with it flexibly: "It really is the treasure of the Ten Rings Gang, it is a waste of money to fall into your hands."

The contemptuous look at Qianqian made the dying Temujin angry again, and there was a venomous look in his originally absent-minded eyes, as if he wanted to swallow Qiangqian alive.However, at this time, Temujin had suffered extensive fractures all over his body, and he was no different from high paraplegia in a short period of time. Just like the plan ahead, he even lost the ability to commit suicide.

Xiangqian didn't let Temkin go easily, he not only wanted to deprive the opponent's ability to resist, but also completely defeated the opponent's will.He moved forward and gently pinched the ring with his thumb and index finger. With a slight movement of his mind, the gemstone on the ring obediently lit up a ray of light, and a flame gushed out again, rolling into a ball of round fire directly above the ring, bringing The sound of "huhu" turned rapidly.The flames in the ring spewed non-stop and poured into the fireball, but instead of getting bigger as everyone expected, the fireball was gradually shrinking.

Under everyone's amazed eyes, the fireball turned smaller and brighter, and finally condensed into an incandescent light spot the size of a finger joint.As he glanced forward, the light spot shot out along the direction of his gaze, hitting the armored vehicle in the west that was still fighting fiercely with the defenders.

The light spot flashed on the front of the armored vehicle, and before others could be suspicious, a "boom" was heard. The armored vehicle was blown to pieces from the inside out, and violent flames burst out from the inside of the vehicle, instantly turning the armored vehicle into a A ball of fire.The burning flames exuded terrifying high temperatures, and part of the burning wreckage of the car body melted in just a few seconds.

Xiangqian's understated performance made it clear to everyone that his control over the ring had surpassed that of the original owner, Temujin.However, the forward performance did not stop, the ring was still emitting flames, but this time forward did not concentrate, but randomly threw fireballs at the militants' defense lines; what he threw was not one fireball, but one after another , Continuously, like a dense meteor shower, splashing on the militants' positions.

Temujin's face is ashen, compared with his strenuous use of the ring, his forward performance can be described as light; not only in terms of fighting skills, but also in terms of spiritual strength, the two are also decisive.

Qianqian didn't care about the militants who were crying and howling, nor did he care about the allies who were full of astonishment and didn't forget to beat the dogs in the water. He walked slowly to Temujin and squatted down, shaking the ring in his hand, smiling Looking at each other.

"Mandalin entrusted you with all the treasures in his bottom box. It seems that you are indeed his own son." Qianqian's tone seemed to be frivolous, but there was an irresolvable hatred in his indifferent eyes, " Come, tell uncle, where is your father?"