Chapter 153: Qiao Wenbo's Death
After the two finished speaking, they stood quietly in place, looking at each other with a blank look in their eyes.
Enemies are agile and difficult to catch.
Coupled with the shroud of the sea of fire, the special environmental advantages created made it difficult for them to be restrained.
The number of elemental warriors is much smaller than that of the other two martial artists, and the frontal combat power is usually weaker than that of the same level, but in a specific environment, the combat power that can be exerted is extremely terrifying.
In addition, elemental martial artists can usually become specific powerful sub-classes, so as long as the level of martial souls is not low and their cultivation talent is good, they are often more valued than other martial souls with the same conditions.
It was also the first time that the two of them had felt the difficulty of the Fire Elemental Awakened.
"What now?"
"Hurry up and calm down, when the recovery is almost over, let's go in together and bring the patriarch out, we have already lost two elders, and the patriarch must not die again, otherwise, even if the Qiao clan is not destroyed in the hands of this man in black, it will be destroyed by other forces."
"With the strength of the patriarch, he should be able to hold out in the sea of fire for a while."
Qiao Hongwen blinked vigorously.
The strong feeling of dryness and burning pain made him can't help but squeeze out a few big tears.
He touched his hair again, and it was all charred and curled, and it was like a large ball of withered grass on his head.
The skin on his body was also reddened, and there was a noticeable burning sensation.
He is a martial soul of the divine weapon department, and his resistance to flames can only rely on the invisible force field of the yellow-level mid-grade martial arts and the true qi protective body formed by the defensive martial arts.
And the yellow-level middle-grade exercises, there are only two in total, even if they reach the Dacheng realm, they only open up the six veins, which is consistent with Ling Jiuqiu's current exercise realm.
As for the maintenance of defensive martial arts, it requires the consumption of a large amount of True Qi, and it is impossible to completely resist the damage of high temperatures.
So.
Although he is ranked as the top powerhouse in the Qiao clan with the patriarch, his ability to tolerate high temperatures, not to mention that compared with the patriarch, even compared with the weakest elder beside him, it is also indistinguishable.
After the two of them rested for a few minutes, the burning pain in their bodies was relieved a lot, and they immediately got up and rushed into the fire again.
And at this time in the sea of fire.
The battle between Ling Jiuqiu and Qiao Wenbo has entered a white-hot one, and the two sides come and go, fists and swords constantly collide.
"Hammer!"
The two seem to be comparable.
But in fact, at this time, Qiao Wenbo was already at the end of the crossbow, and his body's tolerance had already reached its limit.
Under the continuous scorching heat, his eyes could barely be opened, and he could only squint into a line slightly, barely seeing Ling Jiuqiu's hazy figure.
The skin is like a boiled shrimp, red all over, and the hair is curled up to a mess on the top of the head.
On a pair of seemingly fierce iron fists, the skin completely melted away, sticking together with the hot black iron fists.
Hatred, anger, grievance, madness.
The emotions quickly faded in his mind.
Maybe it was because of the fierce battle, or maybe because his body exceeded the limit, Qiao Wenbo finally calmed down and felt a trace of regret.
"I knew I wouldn't be so impulsive!"
Just as he was thinking like this, he only heard the voices of Qiao Hongwen and the others not far away: "Patriarch, hold on!" We're here to support you! ”
Qiao Wenbo was suddenly overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly regained his spirits and tried his best to deal with Ling Jiuqiu.
But right now.
Ling Jiuqiu dodged one of his punches, and opened his mouth to spray, and a raging flame rushed towards him.
Qiao Wenbo endured the burning pain everywhere all over his body, and his body retreated sharply.
But what he never expected was.
Although the flames didn't hit him, the terrible heat still carried over his body.
The clothes on his body, which had already reached a critical point, burst into flames that completely enveloped his entire body.
His gaze was fiery.
The skin, facial features, hair, everything on the surface of the body were rapidly twisted under the shroud of flames.
In the past, the natural flame formed by the burning of clothes was not a threat at all in the face of his strong strength, as long as it was not a long-term burn, he didn't care about it at all.
But now, his body has long exceeded the limit, and he is only one straw away, and he is about to be completely crushed.
This fire is the last straw.
"Ahh
Qiao Wenbo screamed in pain.
Sight, hearing, and touch were all incapable of normal sensing, and the mind was completely occupied by a terrible burning sensation, and it was impossible to think normally at all.
He finally got a taste of what Elder Hammer felt before he died.
The next moment.
The sword slashed through his neck.
The high-temperature flames attached to the sword ironed the wound directly, and there was not the slightest blood flowing out.
Ling Jiuqiu took off Qiao Wenbo's head, quietly looked at the two elders Qiao Hongwen who happened to rush over, and grinned: "It's just right, one is over, it's time for the next one!" ”
Qiao Hongwen and the others couldn't see the smile under his mask, but at this time, they instinctively felt a cool breath rushing to their minds from the bottom of their hearts, making them faintly feel cold hands and feet in the sea of hot fire.
"Withdraw!!"
Another elder who had awakened the Shadow Wolf Martial Spirit screamed bitterly, and quickly turned around and fled.
The death of the patriarch completely extinguished their hopes of defeating each other.
No, maybe it's an extravagant hope.
With the strong body shown by the other party, the only chance for them to win is for multiple people to besiege at the same time, and expect the other party to show a little flaw.
But now, the two companions have died one after another, and there are only two of them left, and in this sea of fire, they have completely lost the possibility of defeating each other.
Case.
The only thing they can do now is to find a way to save their lives! Leave a spark of hope for the Joe clan.
Elder Qiao Hongwen also thought of this.
He also turned and fled without hesitation.
By the time Jiuqiu had finished plundering Qiao Wenbo's martial soul, the other party had already escaped from the sea of fire again.
"No wonder there are people in previous lives who said that fire promoted the development of the entire human race, and even promoted the evolution of the human species."
Ling Jiuqiu smiled slightly.
casually threw down Qiao Wenbo's head.
Plundering two ground-level martial souls in a row, all the golden energy refined by him was thrown into the flame pattern by him, and was devoured by the fire element martial soul.
The fire element martial soul is currently a high-grade Xuan-level martial soul, and the golden energy refined by the ground-level martial soul has the highest upgrade efficiency, and the cost performance is naturally the highest.
In Ling Jiuqiu's plan, after entering the Yanlong Martial Arts Academy, the Fire Element Martial Soul would come in handy, so naturally it couldn't let its level fall too far behind.
What's more, in the last few battles, the Fire Elemental Martial Soul's auxiliary ability for combat has also made him quite satisfied.
It can not only attach to the sword to increase its lethality, but also create its own most favorable environment, and can also be used for large-scale attacks, or destroy corpses.