He was really surprised, originally he was just going to take a breath and deal with this little ghost, but he didn't expect to find this surprise, and luck really can't stop anything.

"I didn't expect you to have xenoflames!"

The young man said to Xia with a sneer.

Xenomorph is a general term for something other than the norm, and some people get various opportunities due to various coincidences, causing their own magic to mutate, which is more powerful than ordinary ones, but this is unavoidable.

Ice, Red Flame, Gangfeng, Meteorite, Purple Thunder......

These are all xenomorphic magic, and there is no doubt that the special flame of this imp is a kind of xenomorph, and the power just now confirms this.

Instantly breaking through his wall of fire defenses, and the oppressive aura in the flames, although he didn't know how he got it, it didn't matter.

The important thing is that xenomorph magic can be stripped away, forcibly stripped from a person and fused back into one's own.

In other words, as long as he solves this imp, he will be able to get the alien flame of this imp, so that his strength will be greatly improved, and the certainty of the competition will be greater.

The originally depressed mood immediately turned from dark clouds to sunny, so it was, God's intention to arrange this little ghost here, it turned out to be this, and sure enough, he was the one favored by God.

"Imp, give me the flames!"

The magic words began to wrap around the hand, constantly spinning, this is the process of casting the spell, and the process takes less than two seconds:

"Red Artillery!"

The condensed flames, which became even more crimson and had a more terrifying temperature, were fired in the direction of Xia like a cannon, with an extremely fast speed, hitting Xia in an instant, and a huge explosion occurred.

The explosion was further elevated at the bottom of the narrow crack, and the sound was like the wrath of the heavens.

"Cut, it's a waste of so much effort on my part, but it's not bad to be able to get a kind of magic!"

The young man said to himself, the red cannon is his specialty, and it has reached the peak of the great magician in terms of power and speed, and there is no longer a long spell casting time.

"It's not like there's no corpse!"

The young man was not worried, because xenomagic did not disappear with death, even if the wielder died, xenomagic would still exist, even if the body was gone.

It will take at least ten days to wait for no external supply before it will gradually wither.

"Huh?"

At this time, there seemed to be a figure faintly in the flames, and the young man squinted his eyes to see clearly, but the figure actually moved in the next second.

Xia seemed to be reborn from the fire, and the flames didn't seem to affect him for half a point, and he broke through the flames unscathed, approached before the young man could react, and then punched.

Yes, a punch!

The young man didn't know how to react, isn't this little ghost a magician? Why did he suddenly move his fist, and this power ...... Also, why was he able to stay intact?

"Dragon's Fist!"

Simple and straightforward move names.

Under Linpu's supervision, and with the tempering of dragon blood, Xia's physical strength was no less than that of any high-level warrior, and the young man was directly knocked to the rock wall with a punch.

Xia gasped, the dragon pattern on his body gradually faded, and he was really taken aback by the situation just now.

When the red cannon hit him, he thought he was dead, but the flames of the red cannon had no effect on him, as if it were not fire, but water.

He felt like he was bathed in water!

It wasn't until now that Xia realized that the effect of dragon blood on him was so great that he was immune to even flames, so that he didn't have to be afraid of any fire magic in the future?

Ka~

Falling to the ground, the young man propped himself on the ground with his left hand and covered his mouth with his right hand:

"Gross!"

A mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt directly from between your fingers.

Xia's punch was too heavy, he never thought that a little imp who he originally thought was a magician would actually play hand-to-hand combat, and he also had such terrifying power.

Everyone knows that the body of a magician is weak, but fortunately it is a little better than ordinary people, after all, to carry a strong magical power, the body will slowly strengthen.

But there is a limit to this enhancement, and in the face of this equivalent punch of a high-level fighter, how can he be unharmed?

My eyes are spent, and I am confused when I look at the scene in front of me, and I can't stand up if I want to, but I am so damn that I was made like this by such a ghost.

Damn it!

Humiliation, anger, unwillingness, hatred, all kinds of emotions came to my heart.

Xia looked at the miserable other party, until the other party has now lost the ability to fight, originally he was just to protect himself, and he would not take advantage of this to kill the other party.

Since the other party is no longer able to fight, then it is time for him to leave!

"Let's go, Kirby!"

"Hey!"

Vaguely, seeing that the other party was leaving, the young man naturally wanted to stop it, he couldn't let the other party leave like this, he wanted revenge, he wanted to kill that little ghost.

However, the injury made him unable to speak, and could only watch the other party leave.

Xia didn't take a few steps before stopping, not for any reason, but he had to stop, because in front of him stood a middle-aged man in a red robe.

And the breath of this man ......

Xia couldn't help but take a step back, it was too strong, much stronger than that young man, this was the real magic oppression, suppressed like a mountain.

"Humph!"

The man snorted coldly, and without any movement, the flames in the sky shrouded Xia, and there were terrifying high-temperature flames in front of him, left and right, or above his head, and there was no way back.

"Who are you?"

Xia is still tough.

It's a pity that the man didn't pay attention to Xia, but turned his gaze to the young man:

"I didn't come back for a few hours, and I thought you couldn't find your way, but I didn't expect you to be made like this by a ghost, useless disciple!"

Dissatisfied, very dissatisfied!

It turned out that this man turned out to be the young man's master.

It's a pity that the young man was so injured at this time that he couldn't speak at all, and he couldn't even hear what his master was saying, but he knew that the master was coming.

He gave a miserable smile so that the master could avenge him.

Xia stared at the man in front of him, and at the same time kept observing the fire cover around him, constantly considering in his heart that although the temperature of this fire cover was extremely high, he knew that he was not afraid of flames now.

Maybe you can break out of here!

Luckily, Kirby wasn't shrouded in the fire, otherwise he wouldn't know what to do.

He moved back little by little, and as soon as he approached the fire cover, he ran backwards, crashing into the fire cover like a moth that had killed itself.

"Stupid!"

The man said disdainfully, how could his magic be broken by such a ghost.

However......

Break through!

"What?!"