Suddenly, the nectar from the dragon king rained down, and the fire was extinguished but the jade flute was also wet.

Mo Ran trembled and held the jade flute that fell to the ground, and the wide sleeves embroidered with silver filaments kept and gently erasing the water droplets and smoke on the jade flute.

His eyes were red, and his body was still trembling uncontrollably, and the last fire almost burned her. Even though she was back in his hands now, he still couldn't help but be afraid, afraid to part with her from now on-

When the jade flute finally returned to its clean appearance, it was as clean as before, and there was still temperature. He held the jade flute tightly on his chest, and a unicorn fire ignited on his body, but this unicorn fire was different from the unicorn's, but mixed with green flames.

The temperature of the flames caused the Qilin who were surrounding Mo Ran to retreat again and again.

Kirin looked at the flame that belonged to him but was different from his own in shock. sighed in his heart Mo Ran's perverted talent and physique.

The green flame-colored unicorn fire was like a colorful practice, inextricably linked, and the strips bound the skeleton, and the sound of hissing, that was the sound of the skeleton being burned.

The skeletons of the wraiths, unable to move and struggle anymore, trembled with the blue light in their eyes, allowing outsiders to see their fear at a glance.

The green flame-colored flames burned them into charcoals, burned to ashes, and burned them to the annihilation of their souls. It's just that all of this made the man look indifferent.

Listening to the heart-rending voices and wails of the skeletons, and looking at Mo Ran from the Shura Hell, fear and trembling slipped through everyone's hearts.

It seems that the person in front of him is no longer Mo Ran, but has become a demon.

If the fire just now burned the jade flute, then how would Mo Ran retaliate? Everyone trembled, and they didn't even dare to think about it.

The dragon king, who has always been arrogant, actually has a slight hint of happiness in his heart at this time.

"Bang-" The gray ashes all over the ground silenced the air.

Mo Ran put the jade flute back into his arms, and his face was no longer as warm as jade: "Let's go." ”

Looking at Mo Ran, who was the first to walk in front, everyone followed silently.

Leng Yue is Mo Ran's reverse scales, this is everyone's cognition at this time.

The flames in Mo Ran's body did not stop because the second courtyard was destroyed. He walked in front of his companions, and with every step he took, a hundred meters in front of him were reduced to ashes.

Courtyard after compound......

Carved beams and painted buildings, jasper beads into inches, inch by inch into Egypt.

All the guards in the temple retreated to the very central temple. The Mo Ran in front of them is no longer a human, a demon or a god, it is a demon, a Shura.

Eighty-one enchantments were now useless under his flames, and they were burned by the flames before they could go up a hundred meters, and their souls could not survive.

Mei Yi, who was hidden in the shadows, couldn't help but be shocked, if the master came in person, he might not be able to repel the snake king. I was angry in my heart, I knew that I should not have been merciful two thousand years ago, and I should have sent him directly to hell.

Xue Ying was worried that Mo Ran's mana would be consumed too much: "Brother Qilin, should we persuade Brother Mo Ran, if he continues like this, his mana will be consumed." ”

There was envy and understanding in Qilin's eyes: "Let him vent the fear in his heart." Even if he runs out of mana, won't there still be us! We won't leave him alone, will we?"

"Hmm. "Snow Eagle doesn't understand very much though. But he knew that it was right to listen to the Qilin at this time.