Blood stained the desert red, the black wind blew on the desert, and countless souls wailed in the wind.

"Is this what the teacher calls danger? Is this the sin my father committed?"

With sticky blood on the bottom of her feet and her expression was dull, Semiya wandered on the street like a lonely ghost. When the black wind blew, people kept wailing towards death. Faced with such a situation, Semiya had reached out to save them more than once, but she could not do it at all.

She was able to live because she had the essence of the fifth level, and the others could only flow away from the black wind and die in pain. Faced with such a disaster, as a five-transformed bloodline, she was like a newly born baby. She could not do anything except watch and watch, looking at the familiar, unfamiliar, close, and hated one person after another who kept dying in the black wind.

"Sir, please save my daughter, please."

A weak voice sounded, and a blood-stained palm stretched out from a dilapidated house.

Upon hearing this, Semiya turned her head blankly.

The door was half open, a woman over thirty years old, with a pale skin, wrinkles on her face, and calluses on her palms fell into a pool of blood. She struggled, looking at Semiya with her eyes full of begging, and there was a little girl about six or seven years old in her arms, who seemed to want to use her body to block the blowing black wind for her young daughter.

The heart was touched, and Semiya's wooden expression showed a glimmer of light at this moment.

"Okay, I agree to your request."

Walking over, squatted down, and looking at the begging woman, Semiya made a promise, and there was a hint of swallowing in her hoarse voice.

Hearing this, the woman laughed and then disappeared.

Silently silent, Semiya reached out and closed the woman's eyes that had not been closed yet. She lied that the woman's child had died long before she arrived, and Black Wind was not so easy to resist.

"Even though you know you can't do it, you are still willing to give your life to win a glimmer of hope for your daughter. As the new king of this country, I might also do something."

With unprecedented firmness in her bloody eyes, Semiya stood up as she spoke.

Huh, the red flame spread, igniting the mother and daughter's bodies. Semiya's momentum began to grow wildly. In the early stage of the five changes, the middle stage of the five changes, the late stage of the five changes, one breath changed one breath, and then accompanied by an invisible shackle being cut off, Semiya's aura rose directly to the six changes stage, and this is not the end.

The cries were heard, and the sharp birds were piercing through the sky, and what was hidden inside was Semiya's boundless anger.

Hu, transformed into an immortal bird, wrapped in boundless flames, like the emperor in the flames, Semiya flew to the sky, where it was the source of all disasters, and at this moment, the battle in that place had entered a white-hot stage.

"I'm immortal. I said you can't kill me. I am the master of the Flame Crown, and I am the real king."

The annihilated body condensed again. Looking at Savachi in the distance, Jordan's face was full of arrogance.

As an immortal, Sawachi is indeed very strong. Even with the blessing of the Crown of Fire, Jordan is no match for him at all. From the battle to now, Jordan has been "killed" five times in just one hour. However, with the Crown of Fire, Jordan has a certain degree of immortality. Every time he is killed by Sawachi, he will recover again, and his own strength will further increase.

"You should die this time."

Feeling the increasingly powerful power in the Crown of Fire, looking at Savachi, Jordan did not hide his murderous intent.

The sacrificial ceremony of the wailing wind has two functions. The first level is to pollute the blood of sentient beings, or to refine the crown of flames, so that its essence will shift from a blood treasure to a hell magic weapon, and the second level is to collect the souls of sentient beings, use it as a sacrifice, open the door to hell, and lead the arrival of the hell demon god.

Under such circumstances, as time goes by, the degree of contamination of the Crown of Flame becomes more and more serious, and the power is released more and more. Jordan's own strength has also increased, and at this point it is no less than Sawachi.

"Crown of Fire is mine."

Unconsciously murmured, three blood-colored eyes were full of madness. Looking at Jordan who was resurrected again, Sawachi launched an attack again. At this moment, he was completely crazy. On the other side, Jordan directly met without any hesitation. The madness he showed was not much inferior to Sawachi. At this moment, his form was very similar to Sawachi. He also had four arms and three eyes, like a god and a demon. The only difference was that he had a white bone crown inlaid with rubies on his head, as if it had grown out of his flesh and blood.

Buzz, the void twisted, and the two monsters collided again, while the other two six-transformer Ubano Doyle and Delige Doyle had already died and were seriously injured, in the hands of Jordan and in the hands of Sawachi. The cause of death was simply because he showed a trace of fighting for the crown of flames in the battle. It can be said that Sawachi is now standing on the edge of the cliff, only one step away from losing control.

Boom, the two monsters who were constantly colliding, completely let go of their hands and feet, without any scruples, and the battlefield gradually approached the ground from endless altitudes.

Bang, Jordan fell with a punch, and a huge flame fist seal was formed. After being dodged by Sawachi, it hit Bue City directly. If this punch was implemented, Bue City would completely disappear into this world. At this moment, the sharp birds cries sounded, and the sea of ​​fire surged, swallowing the fist seals up.

Turning into an immortal bird, wearing red shiny feathers, Semiya rushed up without any hesitation.

At this time, she was still worse than Savaji and Jordan in terms of hard power, and was only comparable to being entrusted with the title of the upper class, but the unique ability of the Immortal Fruit gave her the capital to intervene in this battle.

The red flames ignited the sky and burned the earth. Three monsters who mastered the rules of the flames fought wildly. However, although the scene was chaotic, Semiya, who was the only one among the three, still remembered her target clearly. Even if she was attacked by Sawachi from time to time, she still mainly targeted Jordan.

After suffering heavy damage and revival, Semiya's own strength became stronger and stronger. At some point, she broke through the boundaries again and temporarily reached the level of a close god. This is the mythical ability given to her by the Immortal Fruit. As long as she is not conceptually killed, she can continue to recover, just like an immortal god, and her strength will be enhanced to a certain extent every time she revives.

Boom, when Semiya's strength reached the level of being close to the gods, the sound of the three monsters fighting became more and more terrifying. The sky cracked, the earth whined, and the boiling magma flowed on the earth. The deep spring water surged into the sky, and one city after another was affected and disappeared into the endless desert.

"Ah, I must kill you. I am immortal. I must kill you."

With an angry roar, Jordan's body was finally blown up again.

After his strength was further enhanced, Semiya could do more. Her deliberate targeting made Jordan completely at a disadvantage in the melee. Although Sawachi's mind was already in chaos, his obsession with the Crown of Fire still made him launch the most terrifying attack on Jordan. In this case, with one against two, Jordan was finally beaten again, but he was not dead.
Chapter completed!