"A cry of despair in the abyss, Purgatory Fire Lotus!"

In an instant, Zhao Hongwei's feet were restrained by the dark red lotus, if the bewitching red lotus at Ling Jin's feet was extremely beautiful, then the dark red lotus flowers that restrained Zhao Hongwei's feet were synonymous with ugliness, its petals were full of small eyes, and the place in the middle of the stamen looked especially like a crying face, this is the purgatory lotus from hell.

Being entangled by it, not only has to endure extreme high temperatures, but most importantly, its petals are corrosive, and when you see the wound, a small eye on the petals will follow the wound into the person's body, absorb the person's blood for continuous multiplication, invade all parts of the body, and gather to a certain extent, it will produce severe poison, so that the person's body will be corroded, and finally turned into nutrients to promote the growth of purgatory lotus.

Although this is a fifth-order martial art of the fire system, it is regarded as extremely insidious by famous and decent people, and they are unwilling to let people cultivate, so they put it in the category of dark magic, and the magicians who cultivate dark magic are the public enemies of the whole continent.

But Xiyue will know this, tens of thousands of years ago, where was there such a difference.

Seeing the dark red and extremely ugly lotus flower under his feet, a sense of crisis came to his heart, Zhao Hongwei immediately opened the tortoiseshell shield and wrapped his whole body, so that under his quick reaction, the wound was not corroded, and he only felt a hot pain in his ankle now.

"Piercing power, Flame Spear!"

On Zhao Hongwei's back, a spear condensed by flames broke through the air and pressed Zhao Hongwei to the ground directly from top to bottom, and the Purgatory Lotus immediately appeared beside him, but his tortoiseshell shield was not penetrated, so it did not cause direct damage to him.

But Zhao Hongwei knew that this was not a good trend, and now he had to use multiple spiritual power to maintain the stability of the shield, and if he continued to consume it like this, sooner or later it would be exhausted, and at that time, his death period would come.

Immediately after, the giant fire lotus under Ling Jin's feet moved quickly and came to the bottom of Zhao Hongwei, and the stretched petals gradually closed, but Zhao Hongwei couldn't dodge it at all, he was entangled by the purgatory lotus, and was hit by the flaming spear.

In this way, Zhao Hongwei was trapped in this giant lotus, and the lotus petals had closed, but this did not seem to hurt Zhao Hongwei.

At this time, Zhao Hongwei didn't know what was going to happen next, but he felt a burst of uneasiness, so he increased the release of spiritual power, wanting to break through this fire lotus cage, but all his efforts were in vain.

"Flame Domain, Red Lotus Touch!"

Charging type fire fifth-order magic, the so-called charging type, that is, it takes a certain amount of time to prepare for chanting, if it is interrupted in the middle, then this magic cannot be completed, but if it is completed, then, its power will be much higher than that of ordinary types of magic of the same level.

"Ling Jin, I'm ready to do the final blow, as for what will happen later, it's up to fate!"

Xiyue's serious voice sounded in Ling Jin's mind, now, she wanted to release all the dragon god power forcibly sealed in Ling Jin's body at once, and complete the last attack, which was also their only chance.

A little waiting may change the tide of the battle, so Ling Jin did not hesitate, directly expressed his agreement, and was ready, isn't it just that he is suffering a little more, compared to the despair he encountered in his childhood, what is this pain?

"Chaos, chaos, fire, rain!"

When Ling Jin said these four words word by word, a red cloud formed above Zhao Hongwei's head, and then, sword blades condensed by flames appeared from the clouds, falling one after another, and all of them bombarded Zhao Hongwei's body.

And that huge fire lotus was now actually burning with a raging fire, and the firelight illuminated the entire large courtyard extremely brightly, even Shen Yongchang, Wang Jingshan, and those people from the Zhao family couldn't withstand the high temperature, and hurriedly withdrew to a farther place.

The place where Ling Jin and Zhao Hongwei fought had already become a sea of flames, and Ling Jin, whose whole body was burning with flames, was like a king in the fire, controlling them, and Ling Jin at this time was like a god of war.

"Divine Fire Yang Yan!"

Ling Jin's hand was covered with a layer of even hotter flames, like the sun, illuminating the scene even brighter, and the flame energy gathered in Ling Jin's palm was still soaring, and the bright light had already made others unable to open their eyes.

Three seconds later, Ling Jin's body seemed to turn into a ray of light, blasting towards Zhao Hongwei's head. Within less than three feet of Zhao Hongwei, Ling Jin's momentum underwent earth-shaking changes, and the power of the dragon god sealed in his body rushed out in one go, increasing the power to the fire in his hand, and directly slapping towards Zhao Hongwei's head, one blow was sure to hit!

Ling Jin felt that his whole body was torn apart, and when the dragon god's qi was mobilized, he had completely lost consciousness, and all these actions behind him were all made by Xiyue.

But at this time, Xiyue was no better than him, and after using fifth-order fire magic many times, her mental power had long been overloaded, and now, in order to complete the final blow just now, Xiyue also returned to the Dragon God Temple, cutting off her perception from the outside world.

Therefore, what Shen Yongchang saw was that Ling Jin struck with all his strength and attacked Zhao Hongwei's head, and then, Ling Jin was bounced out by the force of the rebound and fell to the ground.

The power that Ling Jin had burst out in this quarter of an hour had completely exceeded their imagination, this was the true ability of a magician, to strengthen himself and control his opponent.

When the huge lotus flower under Ling Jin's feet was formed, Zhao Hongwei fell into his calculations, and then, he was always restrained by Ling Jin, and he was always in a passive state.

It was only when the raging fire on the spot had dissipated that they could see the situation inside.

Zhao Hongwei fell to the ground, motionless, his entire head had been scorched, but the Purgatory Lotus under his feet was gone.

On the other side, Ling Jin also fell to the ground, bleeding from his seven orifices, and the blood stained the whole place where he fell, and the naked eye could see that every tendon and vein on his body were bulging, and his eyes were closed. He seemed to be bleeding from all over his skin, unconscious.

Did the two of them lose and die together?

Just as Shen Yongchang was about to go over to investigate Ling Jin's situation, Zhao Hongwei's hand moved slightly.

Under everyone's shocked gaze, Zhao Hongwei, who was seriously injured, supported the ground with one hand and sat up again.

He slowly pinched his cheeks with both hands and tore them off with all his might.