Seeing the golden-red flame in Feng Qiqi's palm, the flower god couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, this was the third flame she saw on Feng Qiqi's body.

Thunder fire, evil fire, and this golden-red flame, each of them was incredibly powerful, and they could all dissolve in her.

If Feng Qiqi is given a chance to reach an intensity that is difficult to surpass, it is not a problem.

Feng Qiqi played with the unusually docile golden-red flame in her hand: "This flame followed me when I woke up, it should have evolved from thunder fire."

Because it's actually the first time I've used it since I woke up, and I've lost all my memories in the ancient ruins, are you afraid? ”

Feng Qiqi compromised with reality, she understood that she had to save the flower god to get out of trouble, but she looked at the flower god with a touch of playfulness in her eyes.

Although Feng Qiqi felt that she had compromised, this was just a way to choose, her behavior and attitude could not be lost, and she had to be a flower god to be frightened.

Sure enough, the flower god's pupils constricted, staring at the seemingly gentle blazing Yan, and hooked the corners of his mouth: "Is it important whether you are afraid or not?" But I'm sure Feng Qiqi, you don't dare to kill me, with your current ability, you can't resist the pressure of the realm! ”

Feng Qiqi really wanted to just throw the fire on the head of the flower god, burn her whole person to ashes, and save herself from continuing to block her heart.

However, Feng Qiqi was still heartbroken, controlling the amount of flames to a minimum, and landed on the blood line on the right hand side of the flower god.

Approaching tentatively little by little, the golden-red blazing Yan was very docile in Feng Qiqi's hands, and wherever Feng Qiqi pointed, it seemed to rush over.

Little by little, the blood thread on the wrist of the god of flowers is entwined.

As soon as he got close to the blood line, the blood line immediately made a sound of blood being boiled, and the flower god couldn't help but wail: "Ah pain!" ”

Feng Qiqi was about to retract the line of fire immediately, but the flower god's eyes widened, with a touch of broken cauldron and sunken boat: "Burn it!" Don't let me suffer a second time! ”

Beads of sweat the size of beans fell from the forehead of the flower god, so you can imagine how high the temperature of this blazing sun was?

Looking at the painful appearance of the flower god, Feng Qiqi couldn't help but give the flower god a thumbs up in his heart, if others came into contact with her blazing temperature, I am afraid that they would not be able to bear it for a long time.

The more this happened, the more her wariness of the god of flowers was raised.

An enemy who can endure all pain is much more dangerous than an enemy who can only pay lip service.

With a "bang-" sound, the tight blood line broke, and the hand of the flower god fell weakly to the Zheng of the pool of blood

However, the blood in the pool of blood slowly poured in with the wound on the flower god's wrist.

This blood turned out to be the divine blood released from the body of the god of flowers, no wonder it had a strange fragrance, this should be the blood fragrance of the gods.

"I'm going to burn the second one now, you bear with it."

Long pain is better than short pain, the lingering afterglow of pain on the flower god has not passed, Feng Qiqi is ready to attack her again.

The golden-red flames slashed directly at the diagonal line with lightning speed.

The excessive speed and the amplified power of Feng Qiqi made the blood line break in an instant.

"Ahhh!!hhh The god of flowers let out a miserable scream, and his upper body lost support, and he fell into a pool of blood, and the whole person sank.

Feng Qiqi looked at the blood pool hesitantly, she wouldn't be too strong Mountain Flower God, this would be a bit embarrassing.