The face is quite unhappy! No, you can't lose like that. [......~~ Ying Zihan moved her lips slightly, and her mouth vibrated with words: "Fire Dance ......"

After the words fell, a hurricane suddenly blew, and the fireball that had just been turned into Xiaoice blocks could no longer see the flames of the shadow, and suddenly set off a gust of wind!

Inside the compound, a super large red tornado suddenly appeared and began to rotate.

A red light appeared from the hurricane, and gradually filled the entire courtyard with red rays!

Dongfang Ling Wei carefully watched Ying Zihan's movements and spirit form, the corners of her mouth kept chanting spells, and the red silk began to be re-forged in such a strong red light.

Bursts of red light appeared, and they began to fly.

From the very beginning, the small ice cubes began to form a small ice hockey ball, and gradually, it became a large ice hockey ball...... And the red flame burning inside can be seen clearly with the eyes.

Dongfang Ling Wei was furious.

I even want to use her spirit again!

As soon as his eyes opened, he changed, and his pale golden eyes suddenly flashed, and suddenly became colder.

Bai Rong also looked up, and only felt that things were not good!

Those fireballs with fire in the ice are slowly patched together and slowly repaired.

The red glow is getting stronger and stronger.

Ying Zihan's face also became even more ugly, pale as paper!

And the scarlet in the center of her eyebrows became even more dazzling.

There was even a flame that began to jump in the palm of her hand and began to burn...... And the ice on her arm began to melt...... At this time, Dongfang Lingwei was not surprised, but smiled.

It turned out to be there!

Dongfang Ling Wei finally found Ying Zihan's weakness.

Ying Zihan, are you underestimating your opponent!

The previous arrogance also disappeared, Dongfang Ling Wei frowned tightly, a light smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and slowly spit out: "Go, Blue Ice Gun!" ”

I saw that the blue ice spear suddenly bloomed with blue light, and a powerful ice spike flew out.

At the same moment, Ying Zihan was still thinking of using these ice cubes to deal a painful blow to Dongfang Lingwei.

Ying Zihan was very sure, she knew that Dongfang Ling Wei didn't know anything about the demon clan at all.

She actually has a demonic mixing point, just like the spiritual vein point of the Terran spirit master.

However, she was really right, Dongfang Lingwei really didn't know that the demon clan had a mixing point, but she could see that Ying Zihan cared about that position very much, so all this was inevitable.

At the moment when Ying Zihan was still fusing fireballs and ice cubes, a voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

"Woohoo!"

The crisp voice is cold and rushes straight up!

The floating puck in the air was not attacked, but a stinging pain was suddenly felt in the palm of her hand.

"You!"

Ying Zihan never expected that she guessed wrong, she actually lost?

The palms of the hands are full of blood!

Ice hockey balls floating in the air suddenly exploded.

It turned into one small block of crushed ice after another, with a little red flame in the center, and finally sprinkled into the air and turned into rain.

Empty, it rained lightly, fluttering and fluttering.

Dongfang Ling Wei looked at Ying Zihan who fell to the ground with a smile, and said coldly: "Don't underestimate the enemy, this is your end." ”

"Madame!"

Beitang Yin called her, and the next moment the door of the room was pushed open, and he saw that Dongfang Lingwei was fine, and even a smile appeared in his eyes.

In his hand, he held a bone umbrella.

There are ink paintings embroidered on it, and the ink is very delicate.

Step towards Dongfang Lingwei.