"Why!" I saw a person with the wind and landed firmly beside Mu Cang. "Leader. Sanskrit Yin spoke in a steady tone.

"Fanyin, great!" Mu Cang said.

"Yes, I'm sorry for you along the way, thanks to your guidance, otherwise I don't know how long I would have been trapped in this fog. Sanskrit said.

At this time, Fanyin had already followed Chiyan and found Mu Cang's team all the way. With her arrival, the red flame behind her had also been extinguished by her ice magic spiritual power. Now in this realm, she looked around, Mu Cang's team was here, and the thick fog had dissipated, thinking that it was the work of the pyromancer.

"You've been really hard along the way. Mu Cang said, his even more green and burly at this time. The man who used to be silent no longer skimps on his words at this time, and bowed to Sanskrit to show respect.

"It seems that with your soul casters, it won't take long to dispel this fog. Sanskrit bowed back and continued.

Unexpectedly, Mu Cang shook his head and said, "Look at this canopy." ”

Fanyin looked up, only to find that the originally clear air had become foggy again. "This?" said Sanskrit.

"I also thought that I could use fire magic to dispel the cold and fog here, but I commanded the soldiers to work for two or three hours in a row, and it was still the way you see it now. Mu Cang was no longer in the mood to look up, "The environment of this Beth Mountain is changeable and harsh, and we can't reverse it by ourselves." They were cold day and night, and the more I tried to dispel them with fire, the more the fog gathered above my head, and I couldn't break through it. It is still beyond the strength of people to resist these thousands of miles of mountain ranges. ”

"I can't contact the ministry anymore, and neither can you. Sanskrit asked.

"Same. This severe cold has long blocked all communications. Not only that, but after I find you, I plan to let the soldiers pause against the mist, so it is not possible to consume physical and spiritual power needlessly. Before he could break out of the fog, the soldier's spiritual power could no longer support it, so how could he go to the front line again. ”

"Yes. It was Sanskrit who nodded. "I guess it took you about all the Soul Smiths to get the message to me. ”

"That's right, a thousand of my cronies, all activated. I reckoned that you were at least a hundred miles away from me. I'll have them set fire to the trunk of the tree, turning it into a star-dotted marker to guide you. This hundred miles of forest sea has been lit into a sea of fireflies by my subordinates, a dense network of starlight. However, the fog was so thick that no other light could be seen from a few meters away, and it took a while. ”

"Thank you, Leader. Sanskrit bowed after hearing this.

"Finding you is more important than anything else. Mu Cang stopped, "Let's not talk about this yet, what about the spar you said earlier that contains dark spiritual power, show it to me." ”

Sanskrit reached out and took the hedron from the roll bag. In order to suppress the powerful dark power of the spar, Fanyin used spiritual power all the way to suppress it, and did not dare to relax for a moment. At this time, Fanyin's palm had already been covered with a layer of ice, and the spar was also wrapped in ice power, tightly sealed.

"I'll see. Mu Cang was ready to take it with his bare hands.

"Zuo Ling, this thing is too evil, you will hurt yourself like this. Fanyin held the spar and didn't dare to withdraw the spiritual power for a while.

"No, it won't. Mu Cang stretched out his hand that had been forging the weapon key for many years, it was a thick, calloused, and scarred hand. Due to years of casting, the joints of Mu Cang's fingers have become misaligned, and the skin is charred. Even Fanyin has known Mu Cang for many years, but seeing Mu Cang's devastated hands so closely, I can't help but feel a sense of admiration in my heart.

"Be careful. Sanskrit handed the spar over.

At the same time that Mu Cang took over the spar, Fanyin withdrew his spiritual power. Suddenly, a powerful dark spiritual power burst out of the spar, and the aura was unstoppable. I saw Mu Cang's eyes blazing, his fiery eyes, his whole body exerted his strength, the clothes on his arms exploded immediately, and the already thick and unusually thick arms doubled at this time, and the maroon muscles stretched up instantly, and the whole palm looked like it could kill a brown bear without much effort.

"Drink!" Mu Cang shouted, his palm exerting force. I saw that a red flame instantly ignited in his palm, and the scorching smell seemed to be able to melt the entire forest, which was not comparable to ordinary pyromancers at all. The flames and the dark spiritual power were intertwined together, and the powerful dark spiritual power was actually suppressed by this red flame.

Fanyin watched the battle intently, not daring to relax her vigilance. Suddenly, the black spiritual power swung violently in the flames, and a cluster of flames was instantly engulfed. Sanskrit Yin's whole body began to tense. I saw that the swing of the dark spiritual power was getting bigger and bigger, like a nine-headed water snake that had gone crazy, opening its teeth and dancing its claws, and rushing wildly.

Huo Di, Mu Cang's palm was strengthened again, and the original red flame turned from red to purple, from purple to black. Sanskrit narrowed his eyes, seeing that the two spiritual powers were even more inseparable.

"Zuo Ling wants to melt it?" thought to himself.

"Casting furnace!" Mu Cang suddenly said loudly.

At the sound of an order, the two hundred elites under Mu Cang's command quickly gathered together and formed an encirclement fifty meters square. The two hundred people were divided into two layers, inside and outside, and they raised their palms one after another, and their hands were folded. Just before Sanskrit Yin figured it out, they were empty-handed, and what kind of casting furnace they were going to take. I saw that the soldiers on the inner layer were aimed at the open space, and a stream of red flame spiritual power shot out from the palm of their palms.

"Boom, boom, boom!boom!" With a loud bang, pieces of red shields several meters square appeared out of thin air and were firmly rooted on the ground. The thick snow in the mountains had long since turned to nothing, and the dry earth seemed to be set on fire.

Fanyin's eyes widened, looking at everything in front of her. She had never seen such a powerful pyromancer. No, it wasn't a pyromancer, it was a soul caster! The giant red flame shields were like red-hot copper walls, and even a little closer would melt them in an instant.

Thinking of this, Sanskrit suddenly came back to his senses! If it goes on like this, the soldiers guarding the surroundings will also be affected, and such a powerful spirit casting and smelting technique is not something that ordinary people can approach. Sanskrit jerked back, trying to inform the soldiers to evacuate temporarily. Unbeknownst to her, when she looked around, a column of hundreds of soul casters was already on the periphery, forming a larger human wall. They used a joint defensive barrier to block the lethality brought by the Red Flame's spiritual power. The soldiers outside the defense barrier are safe.

Fanyin was steadfast and continued to focus on the progress of Mu Cang's side. At this time, the red-hot shield was like solid magma, emitting high temperature from the inside out, and Fanyin saw the spiritual power of the soul caster slowly flowing on each magma-like red flame shield. She never knew that flame-based spiritual power could also create solidified weapons and spiritual weapons, and this was the first time she had seen such a powerful flame-based spiritual power in her life.