Only then did I realize that Wen Zhuo Jinjia was still powerless with ordinary molten molten power, but the molten molten force driven by the dark fire made Wen Zhuo fearless.

The golden armor has all the mana and cultivation of Wen Zhuo, and how can the dark power of the dark fire be injured, even if the two dark fire envoys are driven by more molten slurry, it will not help, in the golden light, we see Wen Zhuo calmly raised the golden mace, and his left hand pinched out the finger and wiped it from the golden mace, and recited the Taoist mantra in the golden light.

Heaven and earth ride the wind, there is a life of abundance, Huo is in the center, and the nine palaces are captured. Cast the heaven and the earth, all protect me and bow, the thunder master comes and goes, showing supernatural powers, and is as urgent as the law.

As soon as Wen Zhuo's Dao spell fell, two bright lightning flashes were drawn in the gloomy sky, accompanied by a deafening thunderous sound, two barbaric thunders fell from the sky and slashed heavily on the heads of the two Immortal Fire Envoys, and in an instant, the Immortal Fire made the body composed of molten liquid completely unable to withstand the power of the brute thunder, and the shattered shattering dissolved into the molten lava beneath the body, and the molten fire pillar summoned by them also abruptly stopped and fell.

They thought that as long as they didn't get close to Wen Zhuo, they would be helpless, but they shouldn't have expected that it was Lei Zu Tianzun who was standing opposite them, Wen Zhuo was not afraid that they would use the magic power, which would make Wen Zhuo handy, but this time Wen Zhuo didn't dare to slack off and stared at the molten in front of him, and sure enough, as expected, the dark fire that had just been annihilated in the molten was still able to be reborn intact, but this time what emerged from the molten had become five.

"It's not a way to go on like this, as long as the molten slurry is not extinguished, even if Wen Zhuo's mana far exceeds that of the Hellfire Envoy, but if we continue to be resurrected and reborn like this, sooner or later we will be swallowed by the slowly gathering molten lava." Yun Duruo said worriedly.

I just looked around with the erosion of the molten lava, there are fewer and fewer places for us to stay, Wen Zhuo also realized that even if we are not injured by the Immortal Fire Envoy, we will be trapped in the molten fire sooner or later, and the Immortal Fire Envoy standing in the molten should have sensed Wen Zhuo's power, and this time he did not give Wen Zhuo a chance to sacrifice thunder and lightning, and five people attacked from the molten molten at the same time.

Wen Zhuo knew that the molten slurry on the fire axe was not trivial, and he didn't dare to slack off and raise the golden mace to face him, the five hell fire envoys cooperated seamlessly, the five fire axes were in their hands, and the sword light in the sky was intertwined into a net, Wen Zhuo was like a fish in the net being shrouded in it.

While!

With a crisp impact sound of weapons, Wen Zhuo swung out and blocked the five axes without moving, but the sparks splashed on it dripped onto him, coupled with the scorching heat on the fire axe, Wen Zhuo's hand sank down slightly, and the hand holding the gong in great pain lifted up forcefully, shaking away the five Immortal Fire Envoys, but before he could breathe, although he missed the blow and returned to his hand, the five fire axes were vigorously sunk to give Wen Zhuo the slightest chance to breathe, and attacked again.

With Wen Zhuo's divine power, even if he can deal with more Dark Fire Envoys, he can easily deal with them, but Wen Zhuo must always be on guard against the splashing molten sparks, and the five people on the opposite side have no scruples.

Although Wen Zhuo does not have the upper hand, but he is tired of running for his life in the fire axe of the five Dark Fire Envoys, several times Wen Zhuo wants to sacrifice thunder and lightning, but the Dark Fire Envoy knows the power of Wen Zhuo's thunder and lightning, and does not let him have a chance to start at all, the longer the time between the five and Wen Zhuo's territory, the more burned wounds Wen Zhuo's body is, presumably Wen Zhuo's scruples opposite the five Dark Fire Envoys are more and more handy, the fire axes in their hands dance faster and faster, like five flame dragons coiled and intertwined, the five people have also become smart, how can they not use the magic power to control the molten lava, even if the fire axe can not hurt Wen Zhuo, but the molten slurry splashing everywhere is enough to make Wen Zhuo at a loss.

Wen Zhuo may also be aware of the danger, waiting for the opportunity to find a flaw to get out of the entanglement of the five people, but even if these five people have the slightest mistake, Wen Zhuo wants to take advantage of the situation to fight back but because he wants to dodge the molten slurry several fleeting opportunities have been missed, although Wen Zhuo does not fall behind but is completely suppressed, and the five people on the opposite side are pressing step by step, Wen Zhuo should know that it is difficult to break the enemy with one blow, and he slammed the golden mace into the ground with his backhand, and the golden mace was forced into the mountain rock, Wen Zhuo did not care about the fire axe that was slashed around him, and quickly recited the mantra with calm breath.

A golden light was emitted from the golden mace in Wen Zhuo's hand, and quickly spread out to shield him in the middle, the golden light with electric thunder flashed, and the five fire axes around him slashed heavily on it, although there was the momentum of Mount Tai's top, but it was never able to break through the golden light barrier to move forward, but was shaken open by the golden cover, but the splattered molten slurry could penetrate the golden cover and burn Wen Zhuo's body, and suddenly bursts of white smoke from the skin were burned, Wen Zhuo used this method to grasp the flaws of the Dark Fire Envoy, even if it was in great pain, he did not stop sweeping the golden wedge ring in his hand, With Wen Zhuo as the center, the golden light thunder cover dispersed with the gong, and the five Immortal Fire Envoys who hesitated slightly on the opposite side were hit by the golden light and thunder lightning, and they couldn't resist Wen Zhuo's body composed of divine power molten and fell into the molten pulp one after another.

Wen Zhuo was so difficult to repel the five Immortal Fire Envoys, and he also killed a thousand enemies and damaged eight hundred, his whole body was scarred, and there were shocking and burned wounds everywhere, but before Wen Zhuo could stand up, ten intact Immortal Fire Envoys appeared in the slowly converging molten slurry, not only us, but even Wen Zhuo, who had always been fearless, was stunned, and there was a burning panic in his expression, not that he was afraid of these Immortal Fire Envoys, but that he could not get rid of the entanglement of the Immortal Fire Envoys if he continued like this, Unless the molten is extinguished, there will be more Demonic Flames, but this is a fiery abyss covered in molten lava, and the molten lava will continue to pour out of the Red Sky Pillar all year round.

Just when the ten Hellfire Envoys were attacking Wen Zhuo in unison, Wen Zhuo didn't meet the enemy this time, but instead retreated a few steps to my side.

"Lend you the Flame for a while!"

As soon as Wen Zhuo's voice fell, the golden mace in his hand passed through the dark flame rising from the palm of my hand, the dark flame swirled around the golden wedge and the golden light on it reflected each other, Wen Zhuo raised his sword finger, closed his eyes and concentrated on it, picked up a Dao talisman between his two fingers, and lit it with the dark flame on the golden mace, and recited the Dao mantra loudly in his mouth.

Taishang Fire Bell, the essence of the Yan Emperor, flowing fire for thousands of miles, ghosts without souls. The seal of the gods is a Zhuo, and the evil spirit is destroyed. The wind knife kills the shape, the Beidou beheads the corpse, there is no obstacle to the supernatural powers, all souls return together, what god dares to refuse, what ghost dares to peep, the divine sword is a sword, and all ghosts are eliminated. Haste as a law.

After Wen Zhuo finished the spell, the Dao talisman in his hand was raised, and the golden wedge swung straight out impartially against the burning Dao rune, and suddenly a dark blue dark flame gushed out from the golden wedge like a fire dragon roaring in the world, and the ten dark flames that had just been attacked and killed made it have nowhere to escape, and in an instant, it fell into the dark flame, and it was burned in an instant, and there was not even a trace of molten slurry left.

"Don't think you're the only ones who can harness the fire." Wen Zhuo stared at the scorched ashes of the Dark Fire in front of him and said coldly.

Only then did I remember that Wen Zhuo was best at fire spells before he could control thunder and lightning, and he borrowed my Dark Flame to deal with the Dark Fire Messenger, which can burn all evil obstacles under this dark flame, since the Dark Fire Envoy is a dead soul, of course, it cannot be resisted, and in this way, the Dark Fire makes the smoke disappear and is estimated to not reunite in the molten lava.

Wen Zhuo reacted quickly enough, and just when we breathed a long sigh of relief, Gu Xiaoxiao next to him shook his head with a stern face and said.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple, there are only ten Hellfire Envoys, I told you before that the Hellfire Envoy was the guard of the Fire God Zhurong before his death, how could there be only ten ......"

Before Gu Xiaoxiao could speak, I saw that the molten slurry around me began to rise and fall, this time it was no longer a few, but all the molten slurry that was gathering as far as the eye could see, and we knew that it was not a few Hellfire Messengers that we were going to face.

"It's not a way to go on like this, since it's the revenant soul and the yin soul in the Three Realms, they should also go the same way, let me try." The prince took a step forward and offered a golden tin staff.

The prince put together a golden tin chant stick with one hand and slammed it on the ground, and then closed his eyes and recited ten rounds of scriptures, which were specially used to transcend the dead, and as the prince's Buddhist scriptures were recited, his body shone with bursts of Buddha light, and the ten rounds of scripture tattoos imprinted on his body turned into shining golden light, covering the molten slurry like the Buddha's light.

We were surprised to find that the molten lava covered by the scriptures seemed to be unable to break through the gathering, presumably because the prince was the leader of the Netherworld Sect and the Ten Rounds of Sutras were specially used to transcend the dead.

The molten lava that was still protruding before slowly annihilated with the coverage of the scriptures, I hurriedly stepped forward to support Wen Zhuo, who was already scarred, and just when we were able to relax a little, we suddenly saw that although the molten lava that could not be gathered suddenly began to gather in front of us, a huge protrusion slowly formed in the endless sea of molten in front of us.

I saw the prince's eyebrows squirming a little messily, and the hand held up in front of his chest also trembled slightly, although the prince had been reciting the ten rounds of sutras quickly in his mouth, but it seemed that he couldn't hold it anymore, and as the protrusion became more and more huge, the prince's hand trembled even more.

"This doesn't seem to be the revenant soul of the Hellfire Messenger, I can't control it!" The prince said in a trembling voice.

Needless to say, the prince also realized that the huge protrusions that slowly rose in the molten slurry were definitely not something that the Dark Fire enabled could do, the prince's ten rounds of scriptures could transcend the ten yin spirits, and even the Dark Fire envoy could not resist, and the resentment that the prince could not control was definitely not something that the Dark Fire enabled could have.