Immediately after, with a loud bang, the furnace exploded above Mu Cang's head, shattering his bones, and the tumbling magma poured down, like a boiling waterfall of red pulp, pouring straight onto Mu Cang's body. "Leader!" the crowd exclaimed.

"Close!" Huo Li roared, and immediately ordered to put away the lava spirit spell.

The spirit caster's spiritual method was too slow, and Mu Cang had already been submerged in magma! I saw a cold force gathering in her hand. Just as she was about to help, Fanyin's hand stopped abruptly, stopped in mid-air, and suddenly said silently in disbelief: "Wait!" Huo Li obviously didn't care so much, and continued to move, "Wait!" Fanyin then stopped loudly.

"What are you waiting for! Our leader is going to die! Keep collecting!" Huo Li said angrily.

Seeing that this situation could not be stopped, Huo Li's subordinates withdrew their spiritual methods one after another, and the molten slurry quickly decreased. Fanyin half-jumped into the air, took out a heavy sword, swung the sword a few times, and hundreds of clusters of magma were cut off by Fanyin in the air, the speed was so fast that none of the soldiers could see clearly. In an instant, all the magma had fallen, surging into the protective wall of the Red Flame Shield, three or four meters high. Mu Cang has long been submerged in it, and there is no trace of him.

"Fifth, what are you doing!" Huo Li shouted at Sanskrit.

Sanskrit ignored it, her eyes still fixed on the magma.

"Go on!"

"I said it!, stop!" said Sanskrit.

"Don't listen to her!" Huo Li said to his subordinates.

Suddenly, the magma in the protective wall forged by the Red Flame Shield suddenly stopped, and there were no more waves. The crowd looked at each other in amazement. A huge whirlpool appeared inside the protective wall, and the magma surged along the whirlpool, surging more and more rapidly, and the higher and higher the whirlpool, it was already about to pass the protective wall, and rushed out.

"Raise the protective wall!" ordered Sanskrit.

Huo Li stood still and looked at Sanskrit. "Fortify the protective wall!" said Sanskrit. The fighters did not delay any longer, and immediately obeyed the order, and the protective wall was raised again.

The magma retracted sharply along the whirlpool, looking less and less, and soon retreated again. The crowd stopped moving and watched every move in the protective wall. Suddenly, the magma went high and gushed upward, shooting into the sky like an optimus. Gradually, the fog in the sky began to dissipate, and sporadic firelight scattered down, extinguishing in this endless cold mist.

Fanyin's heart tightened: "Zuo Ling!"

"Remove the Red Flame Shield Protective Wall!The fog is about to lift! No one outside the Ministry of Military Affairs can see the situation here!Quick!" A thick voice came from the Red Flame Protective Wall.

"Captain Huoli, remove the Red Flame Protective Wall!Quick!" Fanyin ordered. "Captain You! Change the defensive partition technique outside, and the situation here must be tight, and you won't let the outside world know!

"Zuo Ling, Zuo Ling is still alive!" Huo Li trembled and ordered to collect the Red Flame Protective Wall, and a strong man left tears.

I saw that in the empty field not far away, every inch of soil was burned to ashes and had turned into limestone. A strong figure stood there, it was Mu Cang.

"Leader!" shouted the soldiers. Sanskrit was also excited to tears.

Mu Cang looked at a piece of broken stone in his palm, only the size of a fingernail was left, crystal clear, like a quenched gem, and there were no black silk impurities. He settled down, turned and walked out.

By the time he arrived among the warriors, he was exhausted and could hardly hold on. Seeing this, Huo Li immediately stepped forward to frame Mu Cang. The boy burst into tears.

"What are you doing, big man! I'm not afraid of the soldiers' jokes!" Mu Cang rebuked softly.

"Sit down and rest. Fanyin hurriedly said. Mu Cang in front of him, his coat was torn, his arms were completely ruined, his burns were serious, and his hands were like charcoal.

"Fanyin, you kid is really good eyesight. Mu Cang staggered to his feet and looked at Sanskrit.

It turned out that the magma poured just now, and it didn't pass Mu Cang's body in an instant. Mu Cang immediately launched a melee defense technique, but he was not injured. But in the midst of a molten sea, it was difficult for him to find the remnants of the red lazuli. Just as Huoli ordered his men to recover the magma, he found an anomalous crystal red lazuli in a molten sea.

Mu Cang didn't care about a lot, rushed into the molten sea, the molten sea was extremely high, the magma was half solidified and half solidified, and it was extremely difficult to walk. Mu Cang exerted all his strength to find the red lazuli and grasped it in his hand. Seeing that Huo Li outside was still ordering his men to recover the magma, he wanted to stop it immediately. But at this time, more than half of the defensive shield armor around him had been lost, and it was extremely dangerous to open his mouth to speak, let alone speak loudly.

At this moment, suddenly, an extremely cold Ling Mirror broke through the magma and rushed in! It turned out that Fanyin released Ling Jing to find Mu Cang's figure. I saw that Ling Jing was extremely spiritual, not afraid of the high temperature of magma, the ice was clear, intact, and he was shuttling quickly in the molten sea, and soon Ling Jing found Mu Cang's figure. Mu Cang immediately spoke in the direction of Ling Jing and said, "Fanyin! tell them to stop!" Fanyin's Ling Jing in the outside world immediately received a message from transmitting back, and she immediately stopped Huo Li's movements.

Then Mu Cang's spiritual power was fully opened, and with the power of one person, he recovered the lava spiritual power of hundreds of soul caster warriors. I saw that at the bottom of a molten sea, a whirlpool rose from the ground, and a whirlpool appeared. Mu Cang held the object in one hand and opened it with the other, and his spiritual power was collected. When the charge is complete, he turns to put it again, with the left hand for the furnace and the right hand for the attack. The power of magma poured out, all of which hit the red lazuli in his left hand.

In this way, the red lazuli received a fatal blow and fell apart. The dark power rushed out in all directions, and Mu Cang's hand was hit again. But he resolutely persevered, and the power of magma did not stop, attacking the dark spiritual power with all his might. Eventually, the dark spiritual power was swallowed up by the endless magma and ceased to exist. Only the last piece of red lazuli remained.

However, the power of magma and the power of darkness eventually cancel out. But Mu Cang's hands of the two spirit casters were severely damaged by the collision of these two spiritual powers, and it was difficult to recover.

"Zuo Ling, it's really hard for you!" said Fanyin. "Captain You, hurry up and get the corpse over. ”

"Don't be busy, I'm afraid my hand won't get better, it's useless. Mu Cang said calmly.

"Leader. Sanskrit said.

"Zuo Ling, it's impossible, your hands are the most powerful weapons among the spirit casters, it's absolutely impossible!" Huo Li said.

"I haven't said you yet! How did you talk to the Fifth Minister just now! She told you to stop, but you still won't listen!"

"I was in a hurry just now, Fifth Minister, don't take it to heart. "Huo Litang, a dignified man, has a big heart, knows that he is wrong, and immediately apologizes.

"Captain Huoli, don't say that, it's a pain in the fall. Sanskrit immediately stopped. "Zuo Ling, your injuries will definitely be cured when you return to Lingdu, let the Lingshu come over and deal with it first. ”

"Good. Mu Cang replied.

Mu Cang's move just now not only destroyed the red lazuli, but also caused the power of the grand magma to break through the air at a height of 100 meters, scattering down, and quickly condensing with the cold mountain air, heating up rapidly. The power of magma gathered the spiritual power of nearly a thousand spirit casters, which was enough to destroy a mountain range, and Mu Cang controlled them to the sky with only one person. Hundreds of miles of fog evaporated and gradually dissipated.