Li Wen was stunned, this voice was very familiar to him, it was the voice of the person who taught him the Water Illusion Technique. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Believe him or not?" Li Wen hesitated slightly. Then, Li Wen's eyes flashed, and the lines were slowly withdrawn, and the color of the Sealing God Seal dimmed.

The fire tire burst out of a flame again, and traveled along the vein, straight towards Li Wen's wrist. There, it was the place where Molten Flame grabbed Li Wen.

Molten was wondering to himself. Obviously, although Li Wen bared his teeth and looked in extreme pain, he was still alive and well. This shows that his blue-green flame has no refining effect on Li Wen.

In his heart, Rong Lie couldn't help but sigh, "It seems that if you want to rely on your natal true fire, you can't refine this kid from the inside, you can only use the fire practice method to refine him from the outside." ”

Molten finally admits his defeat. But at this time, he did not have much of a loss of failure, and his whole mind was replaced by a great doubt.

"This kid must be quirky. What the hell is weird?" Molten couldn't help but start thinking about this strange thing.

If you want to say that a walker can make the natal true fire of a Fire Xingzun disappear, and it will disappear completely, leaving no trace again, this matter is said, I am afraid that no one will be able to believe it.

However, this incident really happened to the molten body.

Rong Lie frowned and pondered, he was a Fire Venerable and well-informed, especially for the various ways of fire, he could be described as extremely sophisticated.

He began to wonder what kind of situation had brought Li Wen the ability to disappear his natal true fire.

Suddenly, Molten was shaken, as if he had thought of something. He turned his head and looked around. Lakes formed by lava have completely surrounded the slopes of the mountains. Red lava that glows with a blazing light.

"Is it the fire tire?"

The surprise of Molten Lie is really extraordinary. When he realized this, he immediately wanted to let go of his grip on Li Wen.

At this moment, he felt a strong suction force from Li Wen's wrist. At the same time, all the transformed flames in his body surged towards Li Wen's body.

Molten was shocked. Absorbing his flame in this way is tantamount to absorbing his cultivation. He hurriedly shook his hand, but that hand was not under his control, and he couldn't shake it off at all.

The flames surged towards Li Wen's body with a surging and majestic momentum.

The molten face finally showed a look of fear. If he continues to lose like this, he is afraid that it will not be long before his whole body cultivation and his more than 2,000 qi veins as a Xingzun will be sucked dry.

The blazing lava around it was once again pulled by the fire qi machine, and it all erupted in thin air. A hundred feet of magma sprayed into the sky, reflecting the entire sky in a fiery red.

Fenghua City was not lightly destroyed, and everyone suffered some losses to a greater or lesser extent. People are busy, picking up the pieces.

Suddenly, all the people in Fenghua City stopped what they were doing. They have civilians, officers and soldiers, officers, disciples of the Fenghua faction and their relatives, masters of the Fenghua faction, several heads of the Fenghua faction, and the city lord of Fenghua City.

Everyone looked at one place together.

It was in the depths of Wuling Mountain. They saw that the huge lava erupted into the air, reflecting the sky in red, and the Fenghua City was also reflected in red.

People's faces are also blood-red. The whole world was shrouded in blood red.

"Wulingshan is angry......" I don't know who it was, and shouted with a crying voice.

"Fenghua City is about to be destroyed in the anger of Wuling Mountain......"

Suddenly, all the people knelt on the ground, in the direction of Wuling Mountain, kneeling down, muttering and praying endlessly.

"Spirit of Wuling Mountain, please extinguish the anger of the sky......"

For a while, the entire Fenghua City was echoing with a low and desolate prayer voice.

......

"Let me go. Molten was about to shout.

As soon as he shouted a word, the cultivation in his body surged out even more frantically, and he closed his mouth when he was on the ground.

He was anxious in his heart, if he was absorbed like this, Rong Lie could expect that his cultivation would be completely absorbed. At that time, he will become a wasted person. If you want to resume your cultivation, I really don't know what year or month it will take.

But he was in a hurry, but there was nothing he could do.

At this time, Li Wen's body also changed.

As the fire tire absorbed more and more flames, Li Wen finally got used to the pain of the flames. Not only that, Li Wen noticed that the power of the flame seemed to be not as strong as at the beginning, and the burning sensation it brought to him was not as strong as before.

How did Li Wen know that this was because Ronglie was getting weaker and weaker.

In short, Li Wen began to experience a kind of comfort that he had never felt before. Of course, this kind of comfort is contrasted, but in fact, the pain is only slightly reduced. Even if it is only the weakening of the pain, the feeling that brings Li Wen is comfort.

couldn't help it, Li Wen groaned softly, this was a catharsis for comfort.

However, Li Wen's moaning sound, looking at Feng Qing's eyes, was that Li Wen was suffering a lot, and he couldn't help but moan.

It's just because although Li Wen can feel comfortable, his face is still the same hideous look, even more terrifying than his previous face.

Feng Qing was on the side, and there was only Li Wen's hideousness in his eyes. The pained look on Li Wen's face, like a silk thread, was tightly wrapped around the tip of Fengqing's heart, tearing her heart open and sewing it back together.

Every moment, Feng Qing is suffering from this spiritual pain.

She only hated that her cultivation was too low, she was just a water walker, and she couldn't compete with Li Wen against strong enemies. All she could do was stand by and watch. She thought more about Li Wen's pain, and was able to share some of it for herself.

However, this is also not possible.

Finally, after Li Wen groaned, Feng Qing couldn't bear it anymore. She struck decisively, a stream of water that struck the molten wrist. She knew that doing so would be tantamount to a mayfly shaking the tree, and it would not have the slightest effect on the molten spirit.

But she still did it resolutely, and as soon as she made a move, she did it with all her might.

What Feng Qing is good at is the flexible exercise in the water practice method, she can give full play to the softness and coldness of the water.

But at this time, Feng Qing changed his style, and the water turned into a long stick, hard and thick.

In Feng Qing's expectation, this water flow long stick must have been dissolved by Ronglie with a wave of his hand or a flick of his fingers before it hit Ronglie's body.