Chongyang knew that this move was a fourth-level mid-level earth-based magic! The black-robed young man was actually able to instantaneously, which meant that his magician level was definitely far above him.

Chongyang had already drawn the staff on his back from the moment he fled, and when he was attacked, the brewing magic was immediately cast, and the staff flashed like a sharp sword shadow, pointing towards the sky.

"Beaded Fireball!"

Second-level mid-level fire magic, this is the strongest magic that Chongyang Instant can do. Suddenly, I saw that a full nine palm-sized red fireballs appeared out of thin air around his body, blasting towards the direction pointed by the staff.

A sneer appeared at the corner of the black-robed youth's mouth: Dealing with a fourth-level earth-based magic with only second-level fire-based attack magic?

Anyone with a little magical knowledge knows that the earth system is the nemesis of the fire system. Facing the earth system, the fire system is naturally a little shorter at first, plus the most direct level is naked there, and the height is immediately visible.

As the young man expected, after the nine fireballs collided with the Fallen Spear, its violent explosion failed to shatter the *. In the midst of the fireworks, three spikes fell from the sky, threatening to pierce the fleeing people on the ground.

Peng!

The young man sneered smugly, but he didn't expect that the three fallen spears only pierced the man's side in the end, grazing the man's robe a little.

Chongyang himself knew that those nine fireballs were not intended to shatter the Fallen Spear from the beginning, but skillfully blew up the direction of the Fallen Spear.

It's impossible to fight Level 4 magic with Level 2 magic, but it's possible to just deflect its attack.

The black-robed young man couldn't imagine that Chongyang had such a strong on-the-spot reflex, he just waved his staff again when the other party was lucky, and wanted to cast the next magic.

But this time, Chongyang's movements were faster than him, his mouth stopped drinking, and his staff pointed back.

Nine fireballs reappeared! One after another, they blasted towards the black-robed young man behind them, and once again burst into a roaring sound that shook the dark alley.

"Rock Protection!"

The black-robed youth cast a fourth-level low-level magic spell and formed an earthen wall in front of him, easily blocking the attack of the fireball. But in just a few seconds, Chongyang was already running wildly close to the alley.

The black-robed young man's face was pale, if this person escaped, spread the conversation between himself and his junior sister, what would be the consequences...... Immediately, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and took out a scroll of paper from his bosom with his left hand, which was a magic scroll.

Shake off the scroll and instantly spell - "Abyssal Thorn"!

With a wave of the black-robed young man's staff, countless stalagmite-like sharp cones suddenly pierced out on the ground from a few meters in front of him to the hundreds of meters from the end of the dark alley!

"What ......" was too heavy to parry, so he was hit by the instantaneous seventh-level earth-level group attack magic of this scroll! Sharp cones of different lengths pierced through his robes, piercing his feet, thighs, and abdomen......

"Woo ......" A mouthful of blood gushed out, and the vision suddenly blurred, and the sharp pain spread throughout the body.

In a moment, the abyssal thorn magic effect ended, and countless sharp cones retracted into the ground.

Chongyang fell weakly on the cold ground, covered in blood. He could clearly feel that the temperature of life was rapidly fading with the opening of his abdomen, and in the pain and dazedness, it seemed as if he had returned to his previous life.

In my last life, I worked hard in the city, but in the end, I was easily killed by a cold bullet. This life...... Do you want to repeat such a tragic fate?

I'm not reconciled! Chongyang's eyes welled up with tears.

What kind of effort and effort I have spent losing to others? All my deeds are worthy of myself and the conscience of the world! Why should I suffer misfortunes again and again?

Heaven and earth are unjust.

"I'm sorry, but who told you to eavesdrop on my conversation with my junior sister, heh, die here. The black-robed young man slowly approached, indifferently looked down at the strange third-level magician in the pool of blood, and raised his staff.

Chongyang Huo Ran opened his eyes and raised his head, his bloodshot angry eyes glared at the condescending black-robed young man's face, and his right hand suddenly stretched out and held his naked feet!

"What are you doing!?" the young man felt a chill in his heart when he saw Chongyang's blood-stained eyes, and he shook his foot to break free of that hand.

Chongyang, whose eyes were already a little dazed, tried his best, his left hand trembled and reached into his arms, opening a magic scroll in his arms.

"Yuhuo burns!"

An extremely blazing temperature spread from Chongyang's chest to his right hand, spreading to the legs and feet of the black-robed youth!

Cast spells with bare hands.

It is generally believed that only when a magician has cultivated to the level of the Holy Spirit can he use magic with his bare hands without relying on his staff to communicate with the elements of heaven and earth. But in reality, it is possible for a mage of any level to cast spells with his bare hands. It's just that if a magician below the Holy Spirit level casts a spell with his bare hands, it will not only be difficult, but also cause a considerable degree of damage to himself.

Chongyang, who had been repeating for six years, had cultivated the third-level magic to the top level, and during this time, he had studied the method of casting spells with his bare hands for a while. In his opinion at the time, although casting a spell with bare hands was a way to injure the enemy by 1,000 and damage 800, it was a wonderful way to win in some predicaments.

Unexpectedly, the first time I used it in actual combat, it was my own dying counterattack.

Chongyang's right hand grabbed the black-robed youth's bare feet, and the magic effect of "Yuhuo Burning Body" was completely at the expense of himself, directly transmitted from his body and arm to the black-robed youth, making the black-robed youth unable to defend at all.

The scorching temperature instantly spread from the bare feet of the black-robed young man all over his body, causing him to scream in horror, only to feel that his body was extremely hot, as if he had been forced into a large pot of boiling water in his body.

First the fair skin became red like a burn, and then after a while, flames began to burn from the feet!

The terrified black-robed young man frantically struck Chongyang on the ground with his staff, breaking Chongyang's right hand and finally breaking free. But before he could do anything more, the flames that ignited completely consumed him.

"Whoa, ah, ah————" The terrible screams echoed through the dark alleys. The black-robed young man became a fire man, colliding and struggling in the alley like a headless fly, like a ghost.

"Hey...... Hehe...... Finally...... Pulled a cushion back ...... Hahaha......" Chongyang spit out another mouthful of blood from his mouth, facing the cold earth, and the pupils in his eyes gradually dilated.

"Damn it...... Thief ......"

......

............

Strange, why isn't it dead yet?

I don't know how long later, Chongyang slowly opened his eyes, only to see the middle of the dark alley, in a raging flame, a humanoid face appeared with a hideous and terrifying expression, and those empty burning eyes seemed to see straight to the bottom of his heart.

Fanatical expressions, weird and terrifying faces...... made Chongyang suddenly think of something.

"This ...... Looks like I summoned ...... earlier."

"Fire elemental elves, you can call me a fire demon. The face in the flames said hoarsely, and the voice was really creepy. However, at this time, Chongyang's surprise completely overshadowed the fear. He didn't even think about why he could still talk as he could when he was supposed to be dying.

"Fire Demon?"

The spirit of the fire element is referred to as the fire element, and the lowest level of the fire spirit can be summoned with the fourth level of magic, and the form that appears varies depending on the magician. But the fire spirit in front of him who could speak obviously subverted Chongyang's general perception of fire spirits.

"I have been in this form for more than five hundred years, looking for a suitable person, and now I have finally found you. The Flame Demon laughed hoarsely.

"Looking for me, what are you doing?" Chongyang frowned.

"Accomplish what I once left unfinished as a human being, and make fire magic the strongest magic on the continent!" said the Fire Demon Fanatic.

"You were once a human?"

"Yes, when I was a human, I was constantly doing research on the power of fire magic, but after I made a breakthrough, my enemies found me. I was seriously wounded after a big fight with him. I had no choice but to abandon my human body and combine my soul with the fire element, becoming a fire elemental spirit. Firedemon said.

"Since then, I've been wandering between the elemental and material planes, looking for someone to carry on my business. And that person is you. ”