480, a big war

With the almost heart-rending roar of the giant's condensation, the realm of the sea of fire magma that had been extinguished by the waterspout that had been extinguished by the pillar of waterspout had all turned into black flames boiled again.

The flames burned, the magma was boiling, and the pressure of the scorching soul rose suddenly, but compared to the red flames of the normal sea of fire magma domain, all the visible flames turned black. The white vapor that permeated the surroundings, thick and could not be seen from other sides, seemed to be the burning nourishment of the black flame, and I saw that the black flame that covered the entire sea of fire magma suddenly jumped more than a foot high. Some even spontaneously combusted in the white vapor with nothing, one cluster in the east and one in the west, wispling black gas, spreading wildly, devouring both the white vapor and the visible vision of the spiritual practitioner.

Mo Tong suddenly had a pain in his skull, a large patch of spots appeared in front of his eyes, a ghost hand seemed to be pinched on his neck, a boulder seemed to be pressed on his chest, and a time bomb was about to explode into his chest.

Alarmed.

Repression.

Disorder.

Dazed.

Dyspnea.

Hopeless.

……

It seems that everything is disappearing, everything seems to be roaring, it seems to be placed in the sea of fire magma, it seems to be thrown into ice and snow again......

A sharp roar rose from her mind and spread throughout her body, and Mo Tong knew that it was the Black Flame Magma Domain and the Giant Mingning Condensing that was consuming her rope power. Her spiritual power has been exhausted and burned dry, if her life force is not burned, how can the black flame magma boil again! How could Ming Ning, who was holding back her fart, roar arrogantly!

Hitomi tries hard to stay awake, however, there are some things that can't be done with hard work.

As soon as the giant's roar sounded, Feng Yiling pulled her behind him. At this moment, in her eyes, the figure of Feng Yiling in front of her had turned into a triple quadruple.

Mo Tong clenched her hands, her nails digging into the flesh, the buzzing in her skull, the images that swelled and extinguished, appeared and dissipated, made her suddenly have a vain attempt to kill herself to solve all the problems.

Anyway, people will die eventually, and it is better to die a hundred than to live so painfully. As long as she died, she wouldn't be so painful, so sad, so angry, so desperate, so- she didn't know what she was at the moment!

Of course, the most important point is that if she dies, her connection with the realm of fire magma and the giant condensation should be broken. Everything should be too peaceful.

But if she died, Feng Yiling would definitely come to rescue her again. He never asked her if she wanted to be rescued, and he never asked if she wanted to live, he only wanted him to ......

In the self-pulling of Mo Tong like a psychopath, and trying to maintain composure and peace, not wanting to be discovered by Feng Yiling and Wei Yong, the white vapor around them not only burned countless black flames that jumped three feet high, but also more than a dozen huge black shadows.

"What are those things?"

Looking at the mixture of white and black around him, several huge black shadows suddenly condensed, Wei Yong held the staff and said with a solemn face.

Endless soul coercion came from those black shadows, and the ink pupil was still struggling to support, with the eyes that had reached the late stage of cataracts, and the almost invisible eyes looked around strongly, and the voice lost its previous calmness, and the mechanical indifference, became trembling, and was very weak, "It's a giant." ”

Wei Yong frowned, "Giants? What's that? How can there be giants here? ”

Feng Yiling was on guard, looking at Mo Tong, seeing that Mo Tong's face was pale, and his words seemed to be dying, his eyes that were as black as ink in the past, without the slightest ripple, were a little confused at the moment, and said, "What's wrong with you?" What's wrong with it? ”

As he spoke, he pulled the ink pupil and touched the ink pupil's forehead.

Seeing Feng Yiling like this, he was decisive and made Wei Yong look unhappy.

Feng Yiling touched the ink pupils covered with cold sweat, his whole body was not only as cold as a dead man, but even trembling involuntarily, and the not very smart braincase suddenly opened, "Those black flames are actually your flame magma domain, they are your fire giants?" ”

Mo Tong was dragged by Feng Yiling and spit out a mouthful of old blood, and the braincase that was still able to hold on was a little crooked on his shoulder, "Not now." ”

"What the hell is going on?"

As soon as Feng Yiling's voice was closed, Mo Tong didn't react at all, just now Feng Yiling's mouth was closed and what he was doing, and he heard men and women, old and young, several different voices mixed and roared, "Humble slave, it is your glory to see my strength!" ”

"All my black flames are endless, omnipresent, and nothing is burned."

"Suffer death!"

After the roar of the remix ended, the dense ice crystal long needles, carrying the terrifying black flame that spontaneously combusted nothing, like one black flame arrow after another, all around them, in all directions, even the ground under their feet, all turned into dense, endless, like the area where the ice crystal needles converged.

Wei Yong immediately sacrificed the staff, and swayed left and right to clean up those ice crystal long needles just now, but what he didn't expect was that this time, none of the ice crystal long needles were affected by the staff.

All the ice crystal needles naturally aimed the tip of the cold poison at them.

This is the staff that Wei Qi used before, and because Wei Yong liked the spar on the staff, he asked Wei Qi for it as a collectible. Wei Yong himself is not good at magic attacks, and the reason why he sacrificed his staff just now was because from this cave, he felt the same energy as all the energy of the spar on the staff.

So, the blind cat bumped into the dead mouse and took it out and fiddled with it.

Without shaking the dense ice crystal long needle for half a minute, Wei Yong decisively handed the staff to Feng Yiling and asked Feng Yiling to try it. Similarly, the staff in Feng Yiling's hand did not emit any power.

After all, the energy possessed by that hedron was too small compared to all the energy in this cave.

When Wei Yong and Feng Yiling were on full alert, facing the dense white and black ice crystal long needles that were overwhelming, Mo Tong could no longer hold back and fainted.

The moment Mo Tong closed his eyes and fell, Feng Yiling raised his hand and scooped her into his arms. At the same time, the first wave of white and black ice crystal needles suddenly attacked.

Wei Yong sacrificed the fire of hell, and with the power of the bloodline of the dignified hell demon dog, he burned it in a circle. The white and black ice crystal needles that rushed to the front and faced the hellfire were incinerated by the hellfire. Immediately afterward, the second wave immediately pounced again.

Feng Yiling held the ink pupil in one hand and pinched the trick in the other, releasing a thousand miles of ice. However, his frost talent is extraordinary, and he has reached the point of perfecting the use of ice for thousands of miles, and here, he is only freezing the white and black ice crystal long needle that pounces on the forefront.

When Feng Yiling had not yet "broken" the ice crystal long needle that had been frozen for thousands of miles, the white and black ice crystal long needle at the very front was automatically cracked and gave way, and more white and black ice crystal long needles continued to pierce at the back.

It seems that I am unwilling to tie them into hedgehogs today.

So Wei Yong stepped forward again, releasing a wave of hellfire, extinguishing a circle of ice crystal long needles, and then Feng Yiling stepped forward again, releasing a frozen thousand miles...... After reincarnating like this five times, Wei Yong spit out fire so much that his mouth was smoking, and he wanted to turn into a prototype, and the white and black ice crystal long needles on all sides of them were still dense, just like the golden light of the scorching sun, which seemed to have never been reduced.

Seeing this situation, Wei Yongmian approached Feng Yiling solemnly, planning to tell Feng Yiling what he found to see if there was a way for his family.

"Ah Ling, it's not a way to go on like this, I feel that these things are related to that kind of energy."

In this cave, that kind of energy is too much and too pure, and there is already a tendency to get out of control.

Feng Yiling's brows furrowed, and he looked at the half-dead and inactive ink pupil in his arms, "It's dark attribute energy." ”

"You know that, too!"

"Hmm."

Feng Yiling went through Wei Yong concisely and to the point in terms of the power of dark attribute energy that he knew, as well as the relationship between the ink pupil and the realm of fire magma and the flame giant.

Hearing that Mo Tong had awakened the domain ability of the Magma Domain of the Sea of Fire, could summon the Fire Giant, and also obtained dark attribute energy, Wei Yong was reluctant to surprise her.

"I said this dead girl, wasn't she so ruthless in the past, how is it wilting now! It turned out that he lifted a stone and shot himself in the foot! ”

"Her realm has been alienated by dark attribute energy, what should we do?"

Feng Yiling looked down at the faint ink pupil again, and the deep worry and love in his eyebrows and eyes made Wei Yong extremely jealous.

If it weren't for Mo Tong, a dead girl, his family Ah Ling would have looked at him with such affectionate eyes and touched his dog's head! Forget it, it's an extraordinary time, first solve these white and black ice crystal needles, and then settle the general account with the ink pupil after the autumn.

Feng Yiling touched Mo Tong's face, then raised his hand and flipped it, and took out Wei Qi's staff. This staff is an artifact that Wei Qi has been refining for 100,000 years. If it weren't for the fact that his old man unfortunately died with his goblin girlfriend and was wiped out, the staff would not have been passed on to Feng Yiling.

The power of this staff is naturally a thousand times stronger than the staff that Wei Yong sacrificed before. As soon as the staff came out, a luminescent realm condensed in front of them. The black flame that burned around them and kept compressing their living space actually retreated by two points because of the fluorescent realm illuminated by the staff.

Feng Yiling bit the index finger of his right hand, stirred up the power of the golden blood, drew a spell mark with a complex pattern with the golden blood, and then slapped it on the head of the ink pupil.

His operation made Wei Yong stunned.

In other words, shouldn't they deal with the white and black ice crystal long needles, the surrounding black flames, and the giants that are approaching after the black flames? How could such a complex and powerful spell mark be used on the door of the ink pupil's brain? Why do you feel a bit tyrannical!

However, what Wei Yong didn't expect was that after the curse mark slapped on the door of Mo Pupil's head, a burst of golden light suddenly swayed from Mo Pupil's body. In that dazzling golden light, all the ice crystal needles around him, as well as the thick black flame that had nothing to spontaneously combust, actually disappeared and extinguished.

The coercion of the scorching soul has actually weakened a little!

It seems that the result of this disease is really on Mo Tong!

Without the threat of the ice crystal needle and the black flame, there was only an endless end left in the entire karst cave, and there was no end in sight, like white vapor like a tent. The huge black shadows were still standing in the white steam, and gradually approached them.

They roared in a low voice, as if they were dissatisfied with Feng Yiling's ability to extinguish the Ice Crystal Needle and the raging black flame in one fell swoop.

Feng Yiling sealed with one hand, and it was directly another frozen thousand miles with frost falling from the sky. The essence of white steam is water, and Feng Yiling's power to control water and release ice is perfect, so this move directly extinguishes the white steam hidden in the entire cave.

Without the cover of white steam, everything in the cave is revealed. Twelve great giants surrounded them in a distance, and although they all had beautiful facial features, they were disfigured like Ming Ning.

Without the support of the spiritual power of the ink pupil, the black flame armor that was originally burning on the giant was torn away, and the huge and mighty giant lost the armor of the flame and black flame, and only a few pieces were left that looked like dirt and not earth, like wood and not wood, and looked extremely ragged, like the rotten clothes worn by beggars on the side of the road. Their embarrassment is like the condensation of a prisoner on an octagonal diamond-shaped prison frame.

Seeing Ming Ning, Feng Yiling suddenly knew the reason why Mo Tong was here.

Without the cover of white steam, the battle began directly