The tooth of Huangquan, the specific level is unknown, even Mo Ling'er doesn't know much about it, only knows that it is cast by Grandpa Netherworld using the teeth of a ghost wolf with dark wood and a wolf bead.

It's not so much a casting as it is a matter of hand. Mo Ling'er clearly remembered the scene at that time, when the three separate things appeared in the hands of Grandpa Netherworld, just a burst of ghostly light appeared and turned into the Fangs of Huangquan.

"Little girl, this Yellow Spring Tooth is a gift from me, and I am relieved to have it by your side. ”

Thinking back to the kind face of Grandpa Netherworld before leaving, Mo Ling'er's heart flowed with warmth, and in her eyes, Netherworld had turned into her grandfather and became the most important part of her life.

Feeling the power transmitted from the Fangs of the Yellow Spring, Mo Ling'er couldn't help but think of Grandpa Netherworld. It seems that after the game, she will have to find a way to find out Grandpa Nether's residence from Chen Zixuan, so that she can go to see Grandpa Netherworld often.

These are all later words, and the main thing now is to solve this problem at hand. Mo Ling'er had already interfered with Jiao Yan's power with a ghost bullet, as long as he won before he recovered.

This is Mo Ling'er's tactic, when facing the warlocks, as long as their elements are disordered and they can't use spells normally, they will become like toothless tigers, and with her physical strength, she is afraid that a few breaths can end the battle.

With the hostility of the two academies of Gru and Huwei, it is impossible to fight without serious injuries. If it were another student, I am afraid that I would be impatient to pierce the Huangquan Fang in my hand into Jiao Yan's body, but Mo Ling'er would not.

In any case, Mo Ling'er is still a girl, so she will naturally not be so heavy. Although he launched an attack, he only pushed the Fang of Huangquan against Jiao Yan's throat, obviously to force the other party to admit defeat.

Victory was just around the corner, and the Yellow Spring Tooth was getting closer and closer to Jiao Yan's throat, and was even about to touch it. During the whole process, Jiao Yan only went through the initial surprise, and then there was no other reaction, and he still looked like he didn't care about himself.

"Fire Dance!"

A ball of flame appeared on Mo Ling'er's back without warning, and if she continued to attack, I was afraid that she would also suffer heavy damage.

Mo Ling'er was surprised at this moment, she couldn't figure it out, the power of the ghost bullet only exerted less than ten breaths. In previous battles, the power of the Ghost Bullet lasted for at least three minutes.

However, Mo Ling'er ignored a problem, that is, the opponent she was facing now was a person with an open fire element, and the power of the ghost bullet would naturally become weaker.

Without having time to think about it, Mo Ling'er could only give up the attack, and with a jump under her feet, she was out of the attack range of Huo Yaowu.

"Why were you able to regain control so quickly?" Mo Ling'er said with some puzzlement.

When Mo Ling'er on the other side asked, Jiao Yan didn't mean to answer at all, but instead a beating flame appeared on each of his hands, which was the spell fire dance.

With a flick of his hands, two flames flew towards Mo Ling'er, one left and one right forming a flanking momentum.

Mo Ling'er's situation suddenly changed, there was a scorching flame burning in front of her, and there were attacks from Jiao Yan on the left and right, and her only way back now was to retreat and distance herself.

In fact, Mo Ling'er did so, and after quitting the battle circle, she had to think about what to do next.

Jiao Yan didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, still defending with the fire of light, standing calmly in place, waiting for Mo Ling'er's attack.

Dysphoria!

This is Mo Ling'er's current mood, not only does the other party's elemental attributes make her feel annoying, but even the other party's arrogant attitude makes her feel a little uncomfortable.

Looking at the bright fire in front of her, Mo Ling'er seemed to think of something while having a headache, but she couldn't think of it for a while.

After some thought, Mo Ling'er made a decision, she couldn't drag it out in the face of such a difficult opponent, especially in the case of attribute suppression.

The power of the dark elemental has been weakened quite a bit, and only the energy in the Yellow Fountain Fang can be unaffected. However, the power in the Fangs of Huangquan was consumed because of the servant Ah Fu of the Thirteenth Prince, and after a few days of replenishment, it only recovered forty percent, and it had already consumed a lot just now, and the remaining power could only be used once.

Having made up her mind, Mo Ling'er no longer hesitated, and the Fang of Huangquan was raised in front of her, and the ghostly light was pervasive.

In the blink of an eye, a giant wolf glowing with a ghostly light has slowly formed, and it is the howl of the ghostly wolf. With a flick of Huangquan's fangs, the wolf rushed towards Jiao Yan.

When Mo Ling'er was preparing for the howl of the ghostly wolf, Jiao Yan was not idle, and the fire of light condensed again, transforming into an angry tiger and galloping towards the wolf.

"Burst Tiger Rage!"

The two beasts collided and bit each other as if they were real. After a few brief encounters, the wolf pounced on the tiger and bit the tiger's neck to devour it.

The ghost wolf did not stop because of this, and ran towards Jiao Yan with the remaining strength, directly hitting the wall of fire in front of Jiao Yan.

Laugh at!!!

The power of the wolf howl actually began to weaken sharply the moment it touched the wall of fire, but it still managed to break through the wall of fire after the strength was reduced by half and crashed into Jiao Yan's body.

"Hmph, let me pretend to you, I know how powerful the wolf is!" Mo Ling'er said proudly.

Obviously, Mo Ling'er was full of confidence in her wolf howl.

Before Mo Ling'er could be proud, she suddenly felt that the air around her had changed, and it had become hotter and hotter, and this source was where Jiao Yan had been standing.

The aftermath dissipated, and Jiao Yan's figure appeared in people's eyes, because of the impact of the wolf's howl, he finally left the place, but only five steps back. At this moment, Jiao Yan's body was covered with a layer of armor, flame armor!

"Fire Spirit Body!" When she saw this set of armor, Mo Ling'er finally thought that Jiao Yan actually had a special spirit body.

In this way, it makes sense that Jiao Yan was able to squander such a large amount of elements to form a large-scale defense. Few people know what exactly is so wonderful about special spirits, but almost everyone with special spirits can achieve infinite things in the future.

As far as special spirits are concerned, there are three major benefits that are well known, one is that they can cultivate more effectively with half the effort, the second is that they can help them consume less when fighting, and the third is that they can help them use their power beyond the ranks. It's like the armor on Jiao Yan's body now, it is a sixth-order spell flame armor, and it is a stronger means of defense than Huo Dun.

"You've finally seen it, so let's end this boring competition. The fire is blazing!" Jiao Yan finally said a relatively long sentence, but what followed was the raging fire that filled the entire arena.

Firelight, a sixth-order high-level martial art, spreads around with the aggressiveness of fire, and is a spell with an area attack.

Jiao Yan once again proved his ability, he was indeed a fire spirit body. Unlike Bokwater, who hides his strength, Jiao Yan is indeed a fifth-order high-level warlock.

On the platform filled with flames, a ghostly light appeared, it was the power of the Yellow Spring's Fang, it was it that protected Mo Ling'er from the damage from the firelight.

It's just that Mo Ling'er is powerless to resist at this moment, so she can only stand there and struggle to support. Jiao Yan's Flame Flame Burning Plains was extraordinary, due to the open fire element, the Flame Burning Plains at this moment probably already had the power of a sixth-order intermediate spell.