Chapter 163: A man stood up in the magma

The huge spiritual power of the dwarf dark elf king and the huge black flying carpet rolled in the air collided together, making a huge sound. The Burning Island shook with a loud roar.

At this moment, a dull roar suddenly erupted from the bottom of the burning island. Zhuang only felt the rocks under his feet tremble violently.

The rock cracked, and a puff of smoke mixed with fiery red magma rushed out. Red magma, rushing into the air. Accompanied by the scorching magma, a pungent smoke, mixed with red gravel, rolled in midair. The scorching rubble fell to the ground, causing a wave of heat. The thick black smoke mixed with the dots of sparks spread high in the sky.

Ah Zhuang was stunned, stupid. He had forgotten even the hot magma that had scattered on his head from high in the air. A large expanse of scorching magma, with scorching heat, was under the hood. When Ah Zhuang found out, it was too late to dodge.

Ah Zhuang didn't shout, he didn't scream, he stared at the magma under the hood with a pair of eyes wide. Before the magma arrived, a heat wave smoked Ah Zhuang and couldn't open his eyes. Ah Zhuang covered his eyes with his hands. He knew that in a few moments, he would merge with the red magma and turn into flowing liquid and steam.

Just when Ah Zhuang was covering his eyes and waiting to die, suddenly a hand reached over, grabbed Ah Zhuang's neck and collar, and threw him far away.

Ah Zhuang's body was thrown far high. The place where he had stood just now had been swallowed up by the scorching magma. Not to mention people, even the rocks on the ground melted the moment the magma fell.

Before Ah Zhuang's body that was thrown high fell, he was grabbed by the collar by the neck.

The man who turned the collar of Ah Zhuang's neck was none other than the dwarf, the king of the dark elves.

The dwarf King of the Dark Elves stood in the air, his small, stubby hands still gripped Zhuang's neck.

Ah Zhuang wanted to speak, but he couldn't say it, not to mention talking, it was difficult to breathe.

The hands of the dwarfs and the king of the dark elves were still gripping Zhuang's neck.

Ah Zhuang's face turned purple and black, and the green tendons on his head bulged high.

The dwarf, the king of the dark elves, still clutched Zhuang's collar. Although Ah Zhuang is strong and strong, the king of the dwarfs and dark elves carries Ah Zhuang like a little chicken.

The entire burning island was trembling, and almost all the craters on the island erupted. Red magma soon engulfed the island.

Ah Zhuang's soul is all gone, he wants to shout, but he can't. He kicked his legs wildly, his hands tightly gripping the arms of the dwarf king of the dark elves. If it weren't for holding the arm of the dwarf King of the Dark Elves, Ah Zhuang would have been strangled to death. In the face of great fear, he forgot to release his spiritual power, and he, a strong man in the spirit realm, seemed to have suddenly become a powerless little deflated three.

The dwarf king of the dark elves glanced at Ah Zhuang, who was kicking around, and said lightly, "How do you feel?"

Ah Zhuang opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't speak, he pointed to his neck.

The dwarf king of the dark elves seems to have only now found out that he had strangled Ah Zhuang's neck. He smiled and said lightly, "I'm really embarrassed...... Unexpectedly, you can't hold back such a little anger. As he spoke, he suddenly let go.

Ah Zhuang fell. He didn't have time to release his spiritual power, and even if he had time to release his spiritual power, he couldn't stand in the air. Ah Zhuang screamed and fell. The closer you get to the ground, the higher the temperature. Ah Zhuang's clothes were scorched by the heat, and his sleeves fluttering in the wind were on fire.

Ah Zhuang couldn't care about this, he shouted for help.

The heat scorched Ah Zhuang. Ah Zhuang looked at the red magma flowing under his feet, and he was completely desperate. At this moment, a huge spiritual power suddenly held him up. The spiritual power enveloped Ah Zhuang and was suspended in mid-air. The huge spiritual power not only held Ah Zhuang up, but also isolated the rising heat.

Ah Zhuang was suspended in the air, and he gasped for breath. Half of his sleeve was burned. The arms, palms, and face were blackened by thick smoke.

The king of the dwarfs dark elves looked at Ah Zhuang and smiled: "You look like this, your wife will not recognize you when she sees it." ”

Ah Zhuang also wanted to laugh, but unfortunately, the muscles on his face were numb and stiff, and he couldn't laugh if he wanted to.

On the burning island, there was a dull roar. It seems that this small island is going to be completely destroyed.

Magma is constantly gushing out of the cracked crust. The scorching magma and scorching air scorched everything around it.

Ah Zhuang was wrapped in the huge spiritual power of the dwarf king of the dark elves, and he kept floating in the air.

Suddenly, in the tumbling magma, a man staggered up. A villain.

Ah Zhuang was surprised to find that this villain was actually the owner of the Fire Island. The little red old man had now become unrecognizable, but even so, Ah Zhuang recognized him at a sight. The height and size of the little red old man, among the ten thousand people, there is not a single one.

The dwarf king of the dark elves looked at the man standing up in the magma, and a strange expression suddenly appeared on his face.

Ah Zhuang was already shouting loudly: "Save people...... ......"He doesn't have the ability to save people himself, he is calling the dwarfs the king of the dark elves."

The dwarf king of the dark elves glanced at Ah Zhuang, but did not speak or move.

Ah Zhuang's eyes were already red, and he gasped and said, "Save people...... Fast...... It's too late to ......"

The dwarf king of the dark elves suddenly smiled, he stood in the air, and with a wave of his hand, a short knife appeared out of thin air in his hand. The dagger looked short, but it suddenly grew wild in the hands of the dwarf king of the dark elves. It was originally a short knife more than a foot long, but it grew to four or five zhang long in an instant.

It's the first time Ah Zhuang has seen such a long knife. Ah Zhuang couldn't see the origin of this short knife, but he knew that this short knife, at the worst, was also a magic weapon. In the Demon Continent, the weapons used by martial artists can be divided into many types. There are ordinary weapons, magic weapons, spiritual weapons, and extremely rare artifacts. The artifact can change in size. The spirit weapon has all the functions of a magic weapon, and it can also transform into a beast. The artifact has all the functions of a magic weapon and a spiritual weapon, and it can also transform into a human. The spirit weapon phantom forms a beast, and the artifact phantom forms a human, which is a significant sign that distinguishes a spirit weapon from an artifact. In the Demon Continent, Luo Xiaofeng's fame is also closely related to the many artifacts he has. Luo Xiaofeng's Demon Divine Sword and Blood Flame Divine Sword are both attack-type top-grade artifacts. Spiritual weapons and artifacts can be divided into three types: supportive, defensive, and attacking! In battle, the attacking type is the most powerful in terms of lethality.

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