Tearing and scorching, this is the only thing Lu Lin can feel now, if this attack can't succeed after this, I'm afraid it's unknown whether he can stand on the ring alive.

The Flame Shield's obstacle was only a matter of moments, and even Lu Lin's attack was not weakened much.

Although the attack had not yet hit his body, Feng Xiang already felt that his body was a little uncontrollable, and the numbness that permeated his whole body had already made him move a little slowly.

Seeing that Lu Lin's fist was about to touch Feng Xiang, success was in front of him, but Lu Lin's body retreated uncontrollably, as if he had been pushed out by something, and the purple light on his fist began to dissipate, and the attack fell short.

"Fire Resistance!"

It turned out that this was Feng Xiang's hole card, and it was this fifth-order top-level spell that gave him the capital to have a game with Lu Lin.

The sense of crisis disappeared, Feng Xiang was really glad that he didn't hold it up, but made preparations in advance, if he waited until the moment Lu Lin's attack was launched and then mobilized the elemental spell in his body to cast spells, I am afraid it would have been too late.

But is Fire Resistance so easy to use?

Fire Resistance, a fifth-order top-level spell that can uncontrollably push enemies close to you out of a distance.

As long as the cultivator is not two levels higher than himself, the fire resistance can force the opponent to retreat from a distance of twenty meters. This spell is a life-saving skill for a weak warlock, and the only drawback may be that it consumes more elements.

Unleashed powerful spells one after another, and even Feng Xiang, a warlock with natal flames, was a little overwhelmed. In particular, the successive use of the Beak of the Blazing Bird, the Spark Burning Plains, the Flame Shield, and the Resistance of Fire, if it were not for the Red Luan in his hand, I am afraid that even the elements in his body would be depleted in his heyday.

"It seems that we are evenly matched, my attack did not hurt you, and your attack did not hurt me. It's up to us to make it to the end. After a moment of respite, Feng Xiang stood up straight, held Hongluan in front of him, and said lightly.

Lu Lin, who was pushed out by the resistance of the fire, had been half-squatting on the ground, and when Feng Xiang said this, Lu Lin finally raised his head, "Yes, you can end this game!"

Before Feng Xiang could truly understand the meaning of this sentence, Lu Lin's figure had already disappeared from his sight.

At this time, Feng Xiang was finally no longer calm, what shrouded him was no longer a sense of crisis, but the shadow of death, could this young man of his age on the other side be able to launch a more powerful attack?

"Infernal Pulp!"

Feng Xiang used it uselessly to save his life, yes, it was his natal flame.

The purgatory pulp, the power from the purgatory illusion, is the power of the fire elemental materialization, this is no longer a spell, it is simply with magma.

When the Purgatory Pulp appeared, Shunjiang formed the shape of a flower, and Feng Xiang stood in the center, guarded by the Purgatory Pulp, and the extended petals were the attack. At this moment, Feng Xiang can be described as a combination of offense and defense, and he firmly believes that no one has a reason to withstand such an attack.

Although it was separated by the eighth-order protective shield, everyone who was close to the doutai felt the terrifying temperature, which was a terrifying temperature that was about to melt their bodies.

At the moment of crisis, a light blue halo shrouded the bucket table, and its appearance made the surrounding temperature drop a lot.

It is the eighth-order defensive formation wall water array, but this time it is not used by several warlocks together, but by the power of one person in an instant, and there is probably only one person in the empire who has such strength, and that is the kingdom's first warlock Mu Jingqi.

That's right, when Feng Xiang's Purgatory Pulp appeared, Mu Jingqi had already realized its temperature, and he saw that he gently pointed his staff in the direction of the bucket platform, and the wall water array shrouded the bucket platform.

"Haha, Master Mu was able to send this wall water array smoothly, and it was just around the corner to break through and become a saint. ”

"As soon as the expert makes a move, he knows if there is one, and Master Mu really deserves to be the first warlock in the kingdom. ”

Sitting next to Mu Jingqi are the patriarchs of the famous big families in the Miller Kingdom, and they will not let go of this opportunity to take the opportunity to get closer to Mu Jingqi.

For their worship, Mu Jingqi can only smile politely and return the salute, this is the treatment that he can only enjoy if he has the strength, for the legendary sage realm, Mu Jingqi is more and more eager, even with a trace of madness.

This proves how wise the action of the Muslim Instrument was.

When Lu Lin reappeared, he saw that his left fist was covered with a soft purple-black light, and everything seemed to be so bland, colliding with Feng Xiang's purgatory slurry without warning.

"Five thunders!"

These were the last three words Lu Lin said before he fell unconscious.

That's right, this is the attack that Lu Lin really wants to launch, although he is suffering from this, he is still sober. He understood Feng Xiang's status in the Burning Flame Academy very well, as well as his Fire Resistance Spell, the previous attack was completely false, the purpose was to consume Feng Xiang, and now it was the real attack.

Five thunders, the specific level is ominous. Lei Zhentian once said these words when he taught him: One thunder breaks the sky, two thunders and the earth are shocked, three thunders punish the evil, four thunders and the earth collapse, and five thunders break the void!

As the name suggests, this is a martial art that can grow, and it will grow with Lu Lin's growth, and the reason why Lu Lin divides the thunder vitality in his body into yin thunder and yang thunder is to exert the more powerful power of the five thunder bombs.

The moment the five thunderbolts came into contact with the purgatory slurry, time seemed to stand still for a moment.

When the two powerful forces collided, Lu Lin's face was full of madness and horror. At the last moment, he stepped back with his feet on the ground, and seemed to try to turn his head to look out of the ring, but his body was already exhausted, and he had closed his eyes and passed out when he was in mid-air.

Feng Xiang was not so lucky, he was a warlock, he didn't have the physique of a warrior, and it was too late to escape at this moment. After experiencing a moment of despair, Feng Xiang made a decision, only to see a continuous stream of Purgatory Pulp flowing out of his body, both arms turned into magma, and the Red Luan Staff in his hand only lasted for a moment before turning into fragments, and his purpose in doing so was just to make the Purgatory Pulp wrap itself.

It was too late, and before everyone could react, the two energies on the platform had already collided together, and then everyone heard a loud noise.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion sounded, and the mushroom cloud formed by the firelight mixed with the thunder instantly enveloped the real bucket platform, and the eighth-order wall water array covering the bucket platform also became more profound, and even its volume changed, and the entire magic circle was like a balloon that was blown up, and it seemed that it could explode at any time.

At the critical moment, Mu Jingqi appeared on the edge of the platform at the right time, and I saw that his hands did not hesitate to stick to the wall water array. Immediately after that, a magical scene appeared, and the raging energy on the platform seemed to be attracted by something, and it gathered towards Mu Jingqi's hands, and a few breaths of kung fu had disappeared.