The immortal bird seemed to anticipate Mo Li's sudden attack, flapping its wings and golden flames flying through the air, trying to block her movements.

Mo Li's golden fox eyes glowed with a cold light that did not match her image, the gold that was originally like the sun became cold, she raised the knife and only left an afterimage in the same place, the flames hit her afterimage and instantly engulfed it, Mo Li appeared on the top of the immortal bird's head in the next moment, and the demon plant in her mouth turned into a two-leaf clover at some point.

She blew lightly and flicked her head, and a long fiery serpent followed the trajectory of her head's movement and the golden undead flames collided with each other, intertwining and twisting and mingling, expanding into a huge fireball between them. Mo Li slashed down, the fireball was cut through the center, and the flames automatically parted to both sides, and she shuttled out of the flames, aiming the tip of the knife at the head of the immortal bird in both hands.

"Chirp!" The immortal bird noticed Moli's attack, instigated its wings to bow its head and its tail, flicking its tail and dragging out a long flame, fanning around the rapidly falling Moli.

"......" Mo Li, who was in the state of the snake god's possession, frowned slightly, and the four-leaf clover was exposed in his tail, and he flicked his tail to fight the flames with the wind and blow the flames away. Then the wind then moves backwards in mid-air, rebalancing the somersault that falls on the ground.

Mo Li had just gained a foothold, bent down and lowered his center of gravity, lifting the Kusanagi Sword and rushing towards the immortal bird again.

The undead bird flapped its wings to dodge the rushing Mo Li at a speed that did not match its size, and then flapped its wings and pressed down violently to nail Mo Li with its claws, and this nail was just stuck in front of Mo Li rushing to the undead bird and had no time to leave!

"Hmm!" Mo Li was suddenly blocked to the ground by the claws of the immortal bird, and only a dazzling golden flame could be seen on his back. She struggled twice, the strength of the immortal bird at the moment was surprisingly great, and the shape of its claws just pressed her to the ground, and she felt that her chest was almost suffocating.

His body was almost burned by the flames, and the torturous temperature reminded Mo Li of the unforgettable pain of the virus evolution fluid acting in his body. The flame of the immortal bird has no special function, but it is as hot as the sun. Her eyes were empty, and her hand unexpectedly twisted the weapon into the claws of the undead bird.

"Chirp!"

The immortal bird chirped loudly, flapped its wings and slightly released its claws, and the golden blood dripped on Mo Li's cheeks and chest, burning a brilliant flame, and the flame would not spread, and the originally smooth skin on Mo Li's face became charred and sunken at a speed visible to the naked eye. Ignoring the flames burning on her face, Mo Li rolled and fled from under the claws of the immortal bird, and threw a clover into the air without changing her face, and the water column fell from the sky to extinguish the hot flames on her body. Half of her face was burned, and there was a smell of toasting and ziz, and wisps of water were turned into green smoke by the steaming heat.

Mo Li coldly touched half of his disfigured face with his hand. Putting her fingers in her mouth, the burnt skin continued all the way around her eye sockets, and her eyes became even colder!

The undead bird hovered in the air, its bloody claws dripping from its claws, and the flames bloomed on the ground, and the wound pierced by the Kusanagi sword was cursed to be completely unhealable. The places where Moli could stand became less and less as the blood of the undead continued to fall.

The immortal bird let out a long call. Flap your wings and gather a huge fireball in the air. Mo Li raised her head, the cold red light emitted by the red moon, and the scorching red light emitted by the surrounding magma walls, were all hidden in this piece of gold, and her half-yin and half-yang face also shone in this brilliant light.

The golden fireball was like the sun on a sunny day. It's impossible to look at it directly.

Mo Li lightly lowered his head and held the clover in his hand, and sent all the Demon Realm plants back to the Demon Realm after all the summonings, and even the Spore Grass No. 3 and the Devil Vine, which refused to leave on his body, were sent back by it.

"A tooth for a tooth. An eye for an eye...... Flames are to be fought with flames. ”

Mo Li's feet were crossed in place, resisting the pressure of the fireball above her head, and the blue fox fire continued to surround her body, and the rope-like flames gathered above her head in a swirl, gradually forming a fireball. The flames with cold tones contrasted sharply with the warm flames of the undead birds, and quickly condensed into a fireball no smaller than the undead birds at an objective speed.

Both fireballs reach a certain size and do not increase. But the energy contained in it was increasing, and both of them continued to compress the energy into the fireball, wanting to use it as a final blow.

Beads of sweat hung from the corners of Mo's forehead, falling all the way down the tip of his nose, some sweat flowed to the burned half of his face, and the salty tears stimulated the pinprick pain there. Not to say that nervousness is fake, but Mo Li in this state can rarely express his feelings on his face.

The same physical fitness, the same mental power fluctuations, condensed with the same energy fireball, the only difference is the variety of flames. Whether the fox fire of the demon fox can extinguish the immortal flame of the immortal bird, or whether the flame of the immortal bird engulfs the fox fire of the demon fox, both sides look into each other's eyes, and there is only silence there.

Finally, the undead flapped its wings, and the golden fireball slowly crushed straight down from the sky.

Mo Li also waved his arm, and the large blue fireball crushed towards the sky at the same angle.

Two fireballs collided in mid-air and merged together, half blue and half golden, the two colors at first disintegrated with each other, like pigments in a color palette, and began to merge with each other. But these two diametrically opposed energies devour each other in a form of fighting to the death, wanting to completely defeat each other.

At first, the golden flames prevailed, and gradually appeared in the blue field and continued to spread inward, but the blue flames began to devour the heart of the golden flames from the center. The two flames did not allow each other to mix, but the colors were very distinct and did not interfere with each other.

Mo Li's face was pale, her demonic power was lost, and she only fought a tie with the immortal bird when the physical fitness of the snake god's possession was strengthened by 300%, and she knew that once she accidentally got out of this state, her fox fire would be immediately consumed by the flames of the immortal bird.

Why...... The immortal bird is based on my physical fitness, and it is impossible to exceed my limits, but I can't even tie it right now. 】

The momentary distraction is a fatal loophole, the two flames that were still in a stalemate made the fireball maintain its original shape, and now the golden flame suddenly burst into an irregular shape, instantly turning blue into gold! Moli's pupils dilated, and he stuck the Kusanagi sword into the ground, summoning spore grass, extracting mistletoe branches, and throwing it back into the Demon Realm.

"I pray!"

Mo Li almost roared a brief spell, and the vines supported the natural barrier the moment the fireball fell. Golden flames smashed into the ground and spread out, enveloping the entire magma-covered area in a golden shade!

"Chirp—"

Undead birds hover in the air. The crisp cry could not be heard whether it was the joy of victory or the instinctive chirping. It flew higher and flapped its wings, and the wind brought by its wings blew the flames of the ground to a low level, like a candle flame that was blown out, and was extinguished in an instant.

There is an encirclement of carbonized plants in the middle of the barren land, and the wind from the fan of the immortal birds peels off the outer layer of carbide. Mo Li gasped, holding the Kusanagi sword stuck in the ground with both hands, and half-knelt on the ground despite the hot surface.

Moli summoned enough mistletoe to surround him, and the flames of the undead quickly burned out the outer layer of plants, using demonic power to urge new plants to spawn, and then burned out again. Maintaining such a delicate balance, the exorcist's clothes provided her with the last layer of protection, and Moli was not materially harmed by the flames. But he used up all his demonic power to maintain the protective shield of the plant.

The coldness in her eyes faded and turned back into her original fox eyes, but with a thick sense of exhaustion and unwillingness. Mo Li has only been embarrassed in front of monsters like this twice in his life. Once against the Eight Crows, and once stabbed into a sieve by the corpse mutant. Now her face has been blackened by the flames, and she can't see her original beauty, and even the soft hair of her tail has been burned and curled.

Seeing that Mo Li didn't have the strength to attack herself, the immortal bird slowly landed in front of her. She lowered her head and put her head in front of Mo Li, and from those delicate eyes, she could see how embarrassed she was.

"Why ......" Mo Li looked up at the head of the immortal bird, there was no joy of victory in the eyes of the victor, and there was no killing intent, just as light as stagnant water, and she muttered as if a monster could understand her words.

"Your strength is equal to mine. Why did I fail miserably at your hands? ”

"Chirp!" The immortal bird tilted its head, and lowered its head even lower, almost touching Mo Li's head. The heat was blowing in my face.

[That's the end of it...... Is it? 】

Mo Li was inexplicably disheartened, feeling that the original war intent in his heart was extinguished by a basin of cold water. Now that the immortal bird was close at hand, if she wanted to fight it, she might be able to use the Kusanagi sword in her hand to pierce the head that she could stick to with her head, but she couldn't afford to lift the Kusanagi sword stuck in the ground at all. It was as if the sword had become one with the ground and could not be pulled up at all.

"Chirp!"

Seeing that Mo Li didn't react, the immortal bird flapped its wings in a hurry. But Moli couldn't understand the bird's language, and he didn't understand what it wanted to express to himself.

Mo Li no longer looked at the immortal bird, let go of the Kusanagi Sword and spread out his hand to look at his scarred palm, and then his originally somewhat lost eyes looked at the Kusanagi Sword again, looking back and forth at the palm and his own weapon, Mo Li's eyes suddenly widened in surprise-

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"What's going on...... Why is this happening? That, that, why didn't the captain respond to my mental power fluctuations! Tongtong was so anxious that she circled in place, the area surrounded by magma could not hear the sound of the battle at all, the quiet was a little abnormal, she hadn't seen the demon fox's violent fire attack method, when did she become so elegant?

Not knowing what's going on is the scariest thing.

"Tongtong, can you detect Mo Li's mental power fluctuations?" Hanama asked suddenly.

Tongtong hurriedly replied, "Yes, the captain and I were disconnected very suddenly, but I was able to detect her fluctuations when I searched again, but she didn't respond to me at all... That, that, the captain won't be ......."

"Impossible." Hua Jian immediately interrupted Tongtong's terrifying conjecture, and calmly analyzed the eight-point mirror who stroked his chest, "Unless she is defeated and dies, Captain Moli's mental power fluctuations will not disappear, which means that she is still alive now!" But why can't I receive your spiritual chains...... The premise of the Psychic Chain is that the recipient receives your psychic invitation, which means that now Captain Moli suddenly loses control of his psychic power and is unable to respond to your request subjectively. ”

"At first I thought the Immortal Bird was blocking the connection, but now your connection is completely unblocked...... The problem is with Captain Moli herself, does she have no time to take care of it? No, with her personality, she listens to the opinions of others when she fights alone, and she won't reluctantly ask for help when she really can't help it. In such a situation where it is impossible to contact...... Isn't there anything she can perceive? She couldn't see what was going on inside, and she couldn't hear any sounds of battle, and in this case she was unconscious, which would only happen if she was unconscious! Did the Immortal Bird and Captain Moli both fall into a coma inside? ”

Hanama suddenly clenched the Eight Mirrors, and he suddenly had a bold conjecture, "This particular horror copy is a branch of the 'Inception', and this is the 'Inception'...... Each horror dungeon has its own setting. That is to say—"

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Mo Li looked at the Kusanagi sword, which had not been stained with blood, and his palm, which had nothing but scars, and muttered to himself, "This is not reality, it's a dream!" ”