The flames rose higher and more intense, almost turning into a spew of lava.

The hard snow melts into a liquid, which then boils and escapes into the air as a gas.

Soon, not only the ice and snow, but also the earth and rocks began to melt and turn into real magma, flowing freely.

At the same time, something appeared in the flames, initially just a thick flame, which quickly became thicker, like pieces of crimson steel plates, and like flowing magma.

Bang.

The flames exploded like fireworks, and a hulking giant beast appeared in front of Lu Yang.

The magma fell from his face and turned into a beard, the flames in his hands cooled, and they turned into hammers and anvils, and the most striking thing was the exaggerated pile of ram's horns, and there seemed to be magma flowing in the ravine.

Flame of the Mountain, Orn!

The demigod that Lu Yang was looking for appeared in front of him like this.

Orn grunted, meaning to wait for me here.

With heavy steps, he walked towards the tornado that Volibel had turned into.

Because his body was so large, the earth trembled with every step he took and fell.

With a loud roar, Orn swung his hammer and smashed it into the ground, smashing a furrow and charging at the enemy. Sulfur and lava erupted into the air, and clumps of fire and storm churned together.

Orn paused slightly, and stepped out, his bulky body turning into a storm of flames heading towards where the magma and the wind converged.

Lu Yang's face changed, and he hurriedly turned his mind and blocked the Killing God Sword in front of him.

The next moment.

Bang dang.

It was as if the mountain peaks had collapsed and the sky had cracked, and then a shockwave swept through, and the space was ravaged to shreds like fragile paper.

Lu Yang exerted his domain, attacking the tornado without any change with all his might, and was directly knocked away by a blazing charge from Orn, and Volibel's figure appeared in the heavens and the earth again.

His whole body was filled with lightning, his wounds healed quickly, and his cruel eyes burst with infinite rage, and with a roar, he rushed towards Orn.

Thousands of years ago, after the Great War in Furnace Township, the two have become mortal enemies.

Voliber's actions have been sabotaged countless times by Orn, and even the injuries on his body are now inflicted by Orn.

With a wave of his claws, he seemed to grasp the thunder in the sky, and Volibel's every move was full of great power.

Orn also staggered to his feet, and the majestic flames erupted, condensing in front of him into an angry ram.

Boom.

The two terrifying beasts collided, and the ground shook.

In the battle of strength, Orn was superior, and he directly put Wobel on his shoulder and slammed into the muscular ram that was rolling in and over.

Oh...... Volibell's roar resounded through the heavens.

The flames erupted, and the surrounding earth and mountains turned into magma, rushing down the slopes and raging through the valleys, surging and surging in waves.

The next moment another bolt of lightning burst out, tearing apart the fog and magma.

Smoke evaporated, alternating between blue and white arcs and hellish scarlet flames.

Orn and Volibel turned into fire and magma, storm and thunder on the other, and the forces of the two terrifying laws intertwined, one moment soaring into the sky, the other piercing the earth, and completely erasing the village of Lillri.

Lu Yang had already left the center of the battle between the two.

Even for him, resisting the aftermath of their battle was a strenuous affair.

He has divine sense, and there is no difference between distance and distance, so there is no need to spend so much effort for a little distance.

"A demigod is not a demigod."

Lu Yang sighed, even if he opened such a big hanging, he was only barely comparable to the weakest demigod in terms of attack power, this gap between gods and mortals was really desperate.

However, he is not far from this level.

As long as Orn could craft the flying sword he needed, Lu Yang would immediately set off to hunt down demigod-level void creatures.

Thinking of this, Lu Yang looked at the smoke of thunder and lightning and flames with some fiery eyes.

The battle between the two sides, Orn, had the upper hand from the start, but he was not a demigod known for his attacking power, and Volibel was thick-skinned and had no way to turn his advantage into victory for a while.

In this way, the battle continued until dawn, and finally ended with Volibel's voluntary departure.

Orn couldn't keep him, and Lu Yang didn't have this ability, so he could only let him leave.

At noon the next day.

When the Abd caravan, which had not heard movement for a long time, returned here, neither Lu Yang, nor Orn, nor Volibel were gone, leaving only a piece of gradually condensed magma and a valley full of holes, which made everyone stunned.

"Who wins, you say?"

After a long silence, Natalia asked in a floating tone.

Zaro blurted out: "Then it goes without saying, it must be Lu Yang!" ”

"That's the legendary giant bear that has been stabbed and speared by thousands of people." The middle-aged man said meaningfully.

If it is said that among the five warriors above level forty in the Abd caravan, who has the worst relationship with Lu Yang, it is undoubtedly this person, from the beginning, he was suspicious of Lu Yang, and he tried him many times.

Of course, in the current view, his actions are more like a clown.

Zaro glanced at him and mocked, "Yes, the giant bear with a thousand swords, if he wins, now you have become the feces in the belly of the bear people." ”

"You!"

The middle-aged man's eyebrows immediately furrowed.

Seeing that the situation was a little wrong, Cynthia immediately interjected: "Yesterday, in addition to Lu Yang and the legendary bear, it seems that there was a third person who appeared, no, probably not a person." ”

"That's right." Natalia took over: "The magma in front of him should be his masterpiece, Lu Yang uses a sword, and the power of the giant bear seems to be thunder, obviously neither of them can create this kind of scene." ”

"Three gods."

The middle-aged woman who didn't have much sense of existence sighed, and her tone was very complicated: "I don't know if we are lucky or unlucky." ”

The crowd was silent.

No one has an opinion on her classifying Lu Yang into the category of gods, and some people have already guessed in their hearts that he is not actually a human at all, but the incarnation of a certain god.

"Shit! Certainly not unlucky! Lao Tzu has failed again! ”

The silence was broken by angry scolding, and a stout figure came out, swearing and spewing incessantly, as harsh and harsh as it was, so harsh that all the men of Abd's caravan had bruises on their foreheads, and they were eager to go up and tear his mouth.

Shot away by Volibel, Olaf escaped.