Behind the temporary disciple was the official disciple who was also red-eyed in despair.

This order was no more cruel than the martial arts drill in the morning, when the Demon Pavilion's two hundred lives were paid, they finally stopped fighting on two fronts, and the most powerful of them had already fled for almost three thousand meters, leaving the Blue Flame Demon Rat far behind.

The rat swarm was still pursuing, but a large number of temporary disciples separated them from the core force of the Demon Pavilion.The entire Demon Wei Pavilion army turned into an exclamation mark-like shape, and a group of temporary disciples gathered, hopelessly blocking the blue fire tide, already surrounded on all sides, three hundred meters behind them, there were several sticks holding the Awakening Bell to supervise the battle, and behind the sticks were the fleeing team of the Demon Pavilion, which was stretched into a long strip.

At this time, no one would have taken into account that next to the Mowei Pavilion escape team, in the strange rocky darkness, there were two sneaky figures, they were two disciples of the Mowei Pavilion who had discarded their torches and disobeyed the order to escape decisively: Zhang Baisheng and Ge Shibai.

No one will notice that their eyes emit an unusual green glow.

Feng Lieshan, who had run three thousand meters, slowed down a little bit, and when he looked back, he could still see the flickering blue flames. "Don't stop, keep running!" he shouted, but at the same time he heard a scream from Aunt Mingquan.

"It's good to be dead! this scheming!" Feng Lieshan was secretly happy in his heart the moment he heard the voice, but when he mentioned Mingquan's second scream, his face also changed.

"Listen! Listen! What is that!" Mingquan's screams were not the screams of injury or death, but the screams of fear, and in her terrified voice, there was another voice.

Not the rumbling sound of an underground river flowing, but the rattle of some kind of crystal shattering one after another. Feng Lieshan was furious as soon as he heard this voice, because the sound of the crystal shattering was the original sound of the blue red flame demons who were hiding in the Holy Spirit Spring in the sulfur cave when they woke up.

He guessed correctly, the Blue Red Flame Demon, or more figuratively, the Cold Flame Demon Rat, was awakening in large numbers on an unimaginable scale and in an unforeseen way.

The largest, the head of the Cold Flame Demon Rat with the size of a baby elephant, did not make any noise, but lowered his head high, as if waiting for something. In the blackwater river that had already solidified, there were dots of blue fluorescence silently, and there was not much difference between that light, that color, and the flames on the cold flame demon rat.

The ice peaks condensed by the black heavy water were shattered in a crisp clicking sound like music, and clusters of blue luminous objects jumped out of the ice peak. Sharp claws slashed across the black ice, making a clattering crystal cracking sound and a few squeaks of excitement, fully indicating the identity of the blue glowing object.

Cold Flame Demon Rat.

Thousands of cold flame demon rats.

At this moment, the truth is revealed, the black dignified and cold river water is actually the material for condensing the Cold Flame Demon Rat, and the big river that has been roaring is actually the hotbed for breeding the Cold Flame Demon Rat.

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As the pure blue flames enveloped the True King's ranks, the black streams erupted like hellish judgments.

The silver sleeves swelled, and with a water sleeve movement, endless black bands of light erupted, and the edges of the black light flashed with a strange dark red streamer.

The black light did not shoot at anyone, nor did it aim at any of the cold flame demon rats, and the filaments of light passed through the space illuminated by the torches, weaving back and forth in the darkness that the fire could not illuminate, and instantly turned into several extremely complex magic arrays, and in that magic array, there was not only dark red dark power, but also arcane power that emitted purple spiritual light.

The mana turned into black flames, burning around the silver figure, while the dark red or bright purple magic aura formed a new constellation in the darkness. In the next second, the night sky converged, the stars shone brightly, and as the dark constellation of the mission slowly rotated, a huge coercion that could not be resisted exploded.

Before the Cold Flame Demon Rats who were besieging the True King's team could take any action, they were suddenly frozen. The blue flames that were originally fluttering on the bodies of these monsters turned into blue translucent sculptures in an instant, as if they were animated special effects that were frozen. In the dark space, a one-dimensional attribute that is equally important to the space itself has been withdrawn, and the ice blocks that have broken and fallen on the black ice peak, and the blue ** rat that has been freed from the black ice bed are completely frozen in the air at this moment.

"A thousand hands go to the sky and forbid the big seal. When the silver sleeve was lowered, the magician's voice came clearly, quickly filling the space that had suddenly lost the course of time: "It can only last for about ten seconds." ”

No one spoke.

Silver Dust casually materialized a computer, ready to gamble with Canonicle's powerful computing power to see how he could fight his way out, otherwise he would have to overdraw his mystical power to stop time to escape.

He turned on the power of the computer, and the moment the boot screen appeared, a very unfamiliar voice suddenly came to mind.

The sound was unfamiliar because it had no emotion at all, and it didn't have the slightest hint of a familiar tone or a quality to remember. It seemed to be a man's voice that had erased all recognizable features, and there was nothing else to identify except for the man's features in the sound quality. The voice was not thick, not sharp, not mechanical, not hoarse, not gentle, not humble, not clear, and not magnetic, as if all the words that describe the human voice did nothing to it, the voice that sounded from the depths of the mind, could not Gaussian noise reduction, no Dolby sound, no Viper algorithm, and even whether the sound could be amplified by the amplifier.

"By painting your friends with Heartbreaker Flames, you can disguise yourself as one of your kind, which will not attack their own kind and can be used to abscond. ”

"Who are you? Why are you in my head?" Silver Dust was startled, for the magician, an uncontrolled voice suddenly appeared in his head, it was terrible, when condensing the spell position and arranging the magic array, it required a high concentration of mental power, if you really want to be disturbed by this sound, it will definitely directly detonate the magic power and blow yourself to the ground.

"I'm Dawn. ”

"Huh?" Yinchen was stunned for a moment, and almost instinctively asked an inconsequential stupid question: "Why didn't the Heavenly Tribulation speak?"

"He's busy, didn't you use dark arcane?"

Silver Dust quickly shut up, and in this way, the two consciousnesses exchanged a few words in their minds, and the dark starry sky he maintained had begun to tremble and burst into cracks. There were less than six seconds left for him in the swastika seal.

That's more than enough, though.

"Heartbroken Cold Flame will kill if it is directly applied to people, but since it is a 'flame', it should be able to form magic according to the rules of fire magic, right?" Silver Dust raised his hand, and the silver fingertips bloomed with blue light, and then a blue flame appeared.

There are five seconds left.

"Flame Amplification Array!" The finger with the blue flame drew a relatively simple magic array in the air, the cold mana burned, and a large amount of water vapor in the air began to condense, turning into a projectile-like spherical water droplet, and then burned into small blue fireballs, floating quietly in the air.

In four seconds, the magic circle was completed, and the archmage was in the middle of the magic circle, quickly reciting the incantation.

"Flame Kamui!"

Remember Chinese New Year's Eve that year? Or the child's silver dust was expelled from the martial arts hall, helpless in the heavy snow, and could only use a flame magic shield to keep warm. That magic shield is the power of the flames.

Bursts of blue firelight bloomed on everyone around him, turning into a protective shield like a spherical grid, and a defense was laid against their body shield. After 0:31 seconds, the constellation above his head silently collapsed and disappeared, and in a completely pure blue, the blue cold flame demon rat finally gained the ability to move again.

"Don't attack them. Silverdust warned, convinced that he was speaking to the people around him, but it was the blue rats that were bouncing around him.

The cold flame demon rats burned with blue heart-shattering cold flames, and quietly and hurriedly scattered around, jumping towards the upper reaches of the river, and none of the rats glanced at the silver dust.

These rats don't even have to use their sense of smell, just by their subtle perception of the temperature around them, they can know that there is a group of their own kind around them. Countless Flame Demon Rats spread throughout the river, scrambling past them, converging on a pilgrimage somewhere upstream of the river.

Except for Silver Dust, everyone in the True King's team was stunned, and many of them were holding weapons that were also contaminated with a large number of heart-shattering cold flames, as if they were facing a great enemy, but after more than a minute, these Cold Flame Demon Rats that might not have been able to kill at all still passed by them without hesitation, ignoring the fresh flesh and blood wrapped in the blue fire.

"Let's go! Continue to retreat! Get out of this place!" Silver Dust gave the order, and the entire team began to move unhurriedly, going downstream against the tide formed by the Cold Flame Demon Rats, and disappeared into the dark underground space in a short time.

They patted their butts and walked away, walking in a dashing manner, but they did not know that in the city-like camp they left behind, a group of flowery girls were falling into despair with their old bustard mothers.

All the doors on the city wall were closed, blocking the blue leaping flames from the outside, and completely cutting off the way of escape.

"I can't run away. "As the most powerful member of the girl class in the sect, Han Gaoli did not have any privileges to enjoy at this time, and he had to dig out stones from one wall like the lowest-level temporary disciples, carry them up the city wall, and then throw them at the endless rats below the city wall.

The turquoise wind swelled, wrapped in stones and fell down from the high city like rain, smashing on those fat blue bodies, the wind froze, the rocks froze and cracked, and only the impact of the fall could knock the porcupine-sized giant rat to the head, and that was the only little effect that a whole set of uninterrupted hard work could achieve.

Li Bingqing, the protector of the Hedao realm, has already taken twenty-four young girls with him to prove a fact with the tragedy of the loss of corpses. The two legs of the girls can't outrun the four paws of the Blue Flame Rats.

In order to survive, the girls had to close the gates of the city, and took turns climbing the high walls and throwing stones downward, which was the only way they could do, the only way they could think of to delay and stop the rats from rushing to them and chewing them like biscuits. All the magic skills in the Interpretation Sect are no match for the blue fire state of the rats, all the blades in the Interpretation Sect are no match for the steel teeth of the rats, all the rhythm attacks in the Interpretation Sect, the hidden weapon attacks and even two or three sharp poisons, for these monsters composed of blue fire, it is completely just an itch in the boots, and provoking them is the only effect. All the delicate girls in the Interpretation Sect can only be food in front of these gluttonous rats.

The concrete wall left behind by the silver dust was the only guarantee that they could barely survive at the moment, and it was some kind of security that was being lost.

"I can't escape. Every time Han Gaoli threw out a stone, she said to the people around her, and the people around her understood her meaning as "Don't think about abandoning the city and running away, you can't outrun these blue monsters." Only she knows that "can't escape" means "we don't have a way to live." ”

Yes, there is no way to live. This idea is not only Han Gaoli, but also Xu Mengli. The newly appointed head of the Interpretation Sect didn't need to climb the city wall to know that the endless blue rats had already exceeded the limit of what the city wall could defend.

Whether it's the Red Flame Demon or the mutant Red Flame Demon, as long as it's a creature in the form of a mouse, it's inevitable that it loves to punch holes. Outside the walled city, the crunch of rats gnawing on cement has gradually masked their own squeaks, becoming an invisible pressure, more and more solemn pressure on every girl.

The maidens' movements slowed down, slower and slower, for the walls were about to be broken, and their fear of being in danger was like the weight of darkness, multiplying and weighing on their hearts. In every action they make, they have to pay more physical strength and courage than they usually do on the training ground, and they have to pay a geometric progression of courage and faith, and courage and belief are exclusive to the righteous path, not something that the demons can ask for.

The walls began to shake, and the creaking sound became louder and louder, and in the fear that slowly solidified like cement, someone finally overwhelmed it.

One of the youngest temporary disciples, finally unable to endure the growing suffocating fear, threw away the stones in his hand, sat down on the avenue in the middle of the camp, and began to cry.

"Mother-"