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Everyone gasped.

Six-colored Taoist fire?

Huang Yelang actually condensed the six-colored Taoist fire!

According to legend, the most powerful genius can only condense five colors!

But Huang Yelang broke this iron rule.

Directly break through the limit of five colors and achieve six colors.

Now Xiao Chen is in trouble.

Above the Grandmaster level, Dao Fire is an extremely important means of attack and killing.

Huang Yelang possesses the six-colored Taoist fire, and Xiao Chen is afraid that he will be burned to ashes.

"Six-Colored Dao Fire, it's stable, it's stable this time!"

"What do you mean by a demon? This is it! The six-colored Dao Fire has not appeared in tens of millions of years! I didn't expect the Holy Son to hide so deeply!"

"Our choice was correct. The Holy Son has lived up to our expectations! Just based on this six-colored Dao Fire, Xiao Chen is not even worthy of carrying the Holy Son's shoes!"

The Huang sect elder who had been wilting before came back to life and talked a lot.

"Brother Chen, retreat quickly. The six-colored Taoist fire will burn you to death!" Xu Potian could no longer sit still and shouted.

He had just recently broken through to the Grandmaster level and condensed the Dao Fire, and he knew Dao Fire very well.

According to his master Dao Huang, three-color Taoist fire is considered a peerless genius, four-color is invincible, and five-color only exists in legends.

He had already satisfied the Sword Emperor with the three colors.

But now, that beast Huang Yelang is actually six-colored!

How to fight this?

"Brother Potian, do you have so little confidence in my eldest brother? Maybe he is above the sixth color?" Lei Bao was dissatisfied.

"Brother Shu, you are still young and don't understand many things. I don't blame you! You don't even know what the six colors mean! Although brother Chen is terrifying, the six colors are an existence that transcends legends. Even I dare not even think about it in my dreams. He can't surpass it!" Xu Potian said.

He didn't look down on Xiao Chen. On the contrary, he thought highly of Xiao Chen. It was just that surpassing the Six Colors was too difficult.

It is as exaggerated as using a mortal body to compete with gods!

"Are you sure?" Lei Bao asked doubtfully.

"Sure!"

"But you said that before!"

"If you make a wrong judgment again this time, I will just eat it!" Xu Potian pointed to a huge rock not far away.

Lei Bao glanced at the half-man-high rock, nodded slightly, and believed it a little.

If you eat such a big stone, you will die!

Xu Potian even dared to make such a vicious oath, it must be true!

Wu Qinglong and Zhao Changhe looked solemn, and obviously felt that the situation was very tricky!

"King Wu Jian, what color of Dao Fire does your disciple have?" asked an elder of the Chen Sect.

"I don't know."

"Can you reach six colors?"

Wu Qinglong was silent.

The elder of the Chen sect knew that he had said the wrong thing and kept silent.

Not to mention six colors, even five colors!

It also only exists in legends.

How could Xiao Chen possibly achieve that!

Looking at the dazzling six-colored Taoist fire in the void, all Xiao Chen's fans fell silent.

Although they support and admire Xiao Chen, they must also respect the facts.

The six-colored Taoist fire is so terrifying!

No one is a match.

Xiao Chen glanced at Huang Yelang across from him, his expression a bit strange. Isn't it just the six-colored Dao Fire? Is it worth going crazy like this?

And what about the people around him? Why are they looking at him like he's dead? He's an eight-colored creature!

Qiongqi was speechless and felt offended!

He could hear Xiao Chen's inner thoughts and thought that this kid was too pretentious!

But he was powerless to refute, because his demonic fire was far inferior to Xiao Chen's.

"What? Are you scared silly? I've told you long ago that you, a peasant from a worldly background, are destined to be trampled under my feet all your life." Huang Yelang thought Xiao Chen was scared and sneered.

How about the horror of nuclear soul?

So what if the sword art goes against the will of heaven?

After entering the Grandmaster realm, Dao Fire is the foundation!

"Just six colors, what's there to brag about?" Xiao Chen couldn't bear it anymore.

Everyone was stunned and couldn't believe what they heard.

Xiao Chen actually said that the six colors are not worth bragging about?

Does he even know what six colors are?

That is the supreme fire that surpasses the legendary five-colored existence.

Huang Yelang was also slightly stunned, but soon he figured it out.

Xiao Chen probably couldn't accept the reality, his mentality collapsed, and he was desperate, so he started talking nonsense, trying to save face with words.

Huang Yelang sneered, thinking Xiao Chen was too stupid.

"Xiao Chen didn't expect that you are such a person who talks nonsense! You look down on the six colors? Okay! Do you dare to tell everyone, which color of Taoist fire you are?" Huang Yelang said.

"Eight colors." Xiao Chen said truthfully. It would be revealed soon anyway, so there was no need to hide it!

"How many? Eight colors? Xiao Chen must be crazy! There is no such thing as eight-colored Dao fire in the world!"

"You can't even tell a lie, let alone make it sound convincing!"

"I'm dying of laughter! The mighty Sword Demon is actually the King of Awesomeness!"

Everyone laughed!

"The eyes of the masses are sharp. Everyone is criticizing you. I don't need to say anything else!" Huang Yelang sneered.

Eight colors?

Totally impossible!

His Dao Fire originally had only four colors. It was only after Huang Yingxiong used a secret method and fed him a few Dao Fire Fruits that he was able to barely increase the four colors to six.

There were many dangers involved and something almost went wrong. It was extremely difficult!

He was gifted with extraordinary talent and had a great opportunity, which allowed him to become Liucai!

He was convinced that there was no young person in the world who could compare with him, not even close!

Many of Xiao Chen's fans also looked at Xiao Chen with disappointment, thinking that this time, he must be bragging!

however.

next interest.

There was a bang.

Xiao Chen's dantian lit up with a dazzling fire that shot up into the sky!

Red, yellow, blue, green, cyan, gold, purple, and white!

Everyone's pupils contracted as they kept counting the colors of the fire. Finally, they all froze in place like petrified, not moving at all!

Their hearts were shaken!

I couldn't believe what I saw.

Eight colors!

It’s really eight colors!

"The Sword Demon... possesses eight-colored Dao Fire! This is simply shocking!"

"Impossible! Five colors are only a legend in the world, how can he possess eight colors?"

After a long time, someone came to his senses.

"Bacai, could this boy be the reincarnation of a god?"

"It seems that we have all made a mistake!"

"Xiao Chen is stronger than Huang Yelang!"

The lips of several Huang sect elders trembled slightly.

"King Wu Jian, you are so mean! You knew that Xiao Chen was an eight-color, but you still hid it. What's the matter? Are you afraid that we will tell on you?" An elder of the Chen faction laughed and punched Wu Qinglong on the shoulder.

The two have known each other for hundreds of years and have a very close relationship, often hitting each other!

Wu Qinglong's eyes were wide open, and he let the fists fall on his body without any reaction.

hide?

He doesn't even know, okay?

At this moment, he felt that Xiao Chen was shrouded in a layer of fog, making it difficult to see clearly.

Eight colors!

He actually possessed the Eight-Colored Daoist Fire!

This is simply appalling!

Huang Yelang's face looked grim as he stared at the ball of eight-colored Taoist fire in Xiao Chen's dantian, his heart in turmoil!

The other party is actually eight-colored!

How can this be?

Soon, the two balls of Dao fire seemed to be competing with each other, rushing towards each other and colliding in the void!

boom!

boom!

After a few hits, Huang Yelang's Taoist fire was blown away and he fled back in shame!

"Xiao Chen, I admit that you are truly exceptionally talented and worthy of being my rival! But I also have the True Immortal, can you withstand it?"

Huang Yelang retracted the Taoist fire, his chest glowed, and a white immortal rune appeared, slowly rising into the air and floating towards the top of the sky.