The flames that surrounded Ling Ya's body were consumed in the blink of an eye with each step forward. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Flame Spell is a flame that is difficult to extinguish, unless the caster extinguishes the flame on its own or someone who is strong enough to crush the caster to forcibly extinguish it, otherwise the Flame Spell will never be extinguished.

However, the wooden house does not seem to be built by ordinary old trees, and after being burned into jet-black charcoal in the place where Ling Ya passed, the burned place magically suddenly stretched out a new wood, which was perfectly re-spliced together with the fracture.

Originally, the flames would spread to the surroundings after burning down one place, but the characteristics of the wooden house's continuous regrowth forced the flames into half a meter around Ling Ya's body, scorching, no one retreated, the flames could hardly spread to the surroundings in the slightest, and the wooden house could no longer be restored to perfection.

Although Ling Ya's flame spell was fixed half a meter around her body, the power of the flame spell did not decrease in the slightest, and even because it did not spread to the surroundings, the flame spell became more and more dense in Ling Ya's body half a meter around, and the dragon head on Ling Ya's head became more and more real, and you could see the dragon's head snort and spit out a trace of fire and fire.

The curtain began to retreat step by step, Ling Ya took a step forward, he took a step back, and he felt that the flame spell that Ling Ya was surrounding at this time was no longer a joke.

However, every time the curtain cloth took a step back, he was using the ice sealing technique to freeze Ling Ya's surroundings, and as a result, as soon as the ice seal entered Ling Ya's body, half a meter around him, it was immediately melted into water vapor.

Over and over again, the second time, water vapor filled the cabin again.

"What is he going to do?" Ling Chu clutched his chest and watched the curtain cloth retreat, muttering about the Freezing Technique in his mouth, puzzled.

He knew that his sister's fire spell would be difficult to approach once it was wrapped around his body, because once he touched the heat of the flames, it would melt it instantly, but the pervasiveness of the water vapor made his restless heart even more uneasy.

Suddenly, Ling Chu's eyes shrank, and he saw that the curtain cloth that was blurred by the water vapor suddenly stopped retreating, turned over, jumped onto the wall, and swooped towards Ling Ya with both feet.

The sensitive series of movements of the curtain cloth were extremely difficult to catch in this hazy water vapor, and Ling Ya could only barely see the blurred figure of the curtain cloth.

The dragon's mouth suddenly turned to the direction where the cord cloth was swooping in, from slightly open to large, ready to swallow it in one gulp when the cord swooped in.

"Whew!" The dragon's head let out a dragon's groan, and the whole wooden house echoed under the dragon's groan.

The curtain cloth looked at the dragon head with a dragon moan, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he rushed straight to the dragon head without dodging.

Ling Ya looked at the curtain cloth that swooped in, and shouted decisively without thinking. "Swallow!"

I saw that the dragon head on Ling Ya's head suddenly rose, and the dragon body appeared from the flames surrounding Ling Ya at the moment of rising, and the vivid Yan Dragon swallowed the curtain cloth with a hideous mouthful.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Ling Ya's mouth were slightly raised, and at the same time, the flames around her began to slowly dissipate, ordering Yan Long to spit out the curtain cloth she swallowed, she had already won, there was no need to really let Yan Long burn the curtain cloth to death.

Yan Long lowered his head and slowly opened his mouth, and a boy with severe burns all over his body was spit out, and after landing on the ground, it instantly turned into a white smoke and dissipated.

"Not good! Pseudonymism. Ling Ya was immediately shocked when she saw the boy turn into white smoke and dissipate.

At the same moment, Ling Chu's loud shouts came from her back. "Behind my sister."

Ling Ya heard the shouting and hurriedly turned her head to look, only to see that the curtain cloth was actually swinging her fist at her, Ling Ya was so frightened that she hurriedly retreated and controlled the Yan Dragon that had not yet dissipated to bite towards the curtain cloth, but it was too late for Ling Ya, and the curtain cloth's fist could be swung at Ling Ya in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Ling Chu suddenly inserted a fist between Ling Ya and the curtain cloth, ready to take the curtain cloth's punch.

"Idiot!" The curtain cloth said contemptuously to Ling Chu who suddenly stepped in, and with Ling Chu's unbelievable agility, he suddenly closed his fist and turned around to dodge Ling Chu's fist, and then stretched out his right index finger and middle finger to poke Ling Chu's shoulder and forcibly changed Ling Chu's fist direction, and at the same time, the curtain cloth's right foot kicked at Ling Chu's popliteal socket and hooked it violently, Ling Chu was involuntarily forced to turn around instantly, and Ling Chu's fist was aimed at the Yan Dragon who was diving.

It only took a breath for the cord cloth to complete this series of unreasonable actions.

Yan Long's head bit towards Ling Chu, and at this time, Ling Chu and Ling Ya were already unable to withdraw their fists and Yan Long.

"Boom!" The fist touched Yan Long's roar and immediately sounded, and a result that no one expected happened, Ling Chu's fist was instantly scattered after it collided with Yan Long's big mouth.

"Poof!" After the Yan Dragon was dispersed, Ling Ya violently spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Sister!" Ling Chu hurriedly came behind Ling Ya and held her.

"This fist!" Standing aside and watching quietly, Sun Curtain was a little surprised, when he saw Ling Chu's fist swinging towards Yan, Long Di had an intuition that Ling Chu's hand was not crippled and had to be severely burned, but he never expected that Ling Chu's punch could actually blow up Yan Long.

The curtain cloth that caused this scene was also shocked, he originally wanted to borrow Yan Long to injure and cripple Ling Chu and let him roll away to cool off, but he didn't expect Ling Chu to blow Yan Long with one punch, and at the same time, he was also a little glad that he had never fought with Ling Chu in a fist, and it was definitely him who was seriously injured once he fought against him.

The curtain cloth was gloomy, and without thinking, he blinked to Ling Chu, who was nervously caring about Ling Ya, and was ready to kick it.

When the curtain cloth was about to kick Ling Chu, a hand reached out and grabbed the curtain cloth's ankle.

Sun Curtain stood beside Ling Chu and said lightly. "That's it! For some reason you're bullying the big right now, and it's enough that you've proven that you're the best in your class. ”

Sun Shumu turned his head to Ling Chu and said again. "You are very good, in my eyes you have proved your talent and strength, get back to your position! I'm going to give you a good introduction to the identity of the curtain cloth now! ”

"Identity!" Ling Chu helped Ling Ya, both of them raised their heads in surprise, the word identity sounded like they couldn't help but think that the curtain cloth was a very noble person.

Although there were doubts, Ling Chu Ling Ya was not in a hurry, Ling Chu helped Ling Ya and walked towards the seat.

Ling Chu said coldly as he passed the curtain cloth. "You wait, I will definitely defeat you in the future."

"Huh!" After hearing this, the curtain cloth sneered, glanced at Ling Chu and said in a contemptuous tone. "I'll wait!"

After Ling Chu Ling Ya returned to her seat, Sun Curtain loosened the ankle of the curtain cloth, and the curtain cloth snorted coldly, and then became silent, standing quietly beside Sun Curtain Curtain.

Sun Curtain looked at Zhang Yang Wang Wei, who was lying behind the wooden house and almost forgotten, and said lightly. "Go back to your seats, too."

"Uh...... Be. Zhang Yang Wang Wei immediately stood up, although he was beaten and vomited blood, but this injury was nothing to them, it would be almost fine after a rest, and walked to his position in embarrassment, they had just been lying in place and watching the duel between Ling Chu Ling Ya and the curtain cloth forgot for a while.

After Zhang Yang Wang Wei returned to his throne, Sun Curtain slowly spoke. "I'm sure you've understood a lot in the past thirty years, have you ever heard of the word Ascension?"

"Ascendant!"