The blazing fire burned vigorously in Fu Ji's body, burning Fu Ji's originally charming body into a twisted and deformed.

The Mist Demon raised another flame and shouted again at the empty sand: "Demon Beast Contractor, I'll count three times, if you don't come out, she won't be able to see the next second of light!"

The flames danced, as if they could burst out unintentionally at any moment, burning everything in front of them. In the trembling flames, the fog demon's fierceness burned on the surface, taking away the warm face of Cangeryuan, at this moment it was more like an evil spirit climbing out of hell, ready to cause a killing in the world.

Like a fiery snake that constantly demonstrates to life, it writhes in Fu Ji's body, breaking a hole in Fu Ji's waist that penetrates the front and back.

Enduring the severe pain, Fu Ji's eyes became trance-like, as if a figure was shaking in front of her. I couldn't see the figure clearly, and the moment I felt death coming, Fu Ji slowly closed her eyes that were as clear as an ocean.

There is no way to choose that she was forcibly classified into Shen Moli's divine soul, which is still a mistake in the end. She wanted to delay time and slow down the pace of her death, but in the end she couldn't wait for Shen Moli.

With despair, Fu Ji once again remembered the Sea Emperor, the amazing woman who dominated the six seas, and was a bond that she could not untie for the rest of her life.

Slowly losing consciousness, Fu Ji resolutely heard a voice calling her, the voice was far away, and it made her murmur the familiar name in her gradually blurred thoughts: "Wan'er......"

That was the name of the Sea Emperor before it was unknown, and it was the name of the Sea Emperor by people who were familiar with it. That name alone has been forgotten since some time. For many years, when people mentioned the Lord of the Six Seas, they were only called the Sea Emperor, but no one remembered her truest name.

Looking at Fu Ji, who was unconscious, Shen Moli, who came in a hurry, suddenly became angry, she sacrificed her origin and slammed towards the fog demon.

Shicai, when Fu Ji and the fog demon were whirling, Shen Moli was not idle. She took advantage of the gap of the fog demon's clone to extinguish the several strange fires scattered by the fog demon.

The rapid burning fire, if Shen Moli dealt with it together, he naturally had no certainty of extinguishing it. However, the strange flames were scattered, and they wanted to break through the sand clan enchantment from all over the place, which gave Shen Moli an excellent opportunity.

She and Luan Er cooperated with each other, and it finally took a lot of effort to annihilate the strange fire that could not be extinguished with a strong splash of water one by one.

I thought that if I rushed back here, I should be able to fight against the Fog Demon before the Fog Demon attacked Fu Ji. However, there was an accident, and Fu Ji's exaggerated performance of surrender aroused the suspicion of the fog demon, and directly injured Fu Ji.

The deafening clear stream collapsed, turning into a huge cover that trapped the fog demon inside. The jade flower flying waves, almost instantly, turned into sharp arrows, derived from the water cover, and directly stabbed at the fog demon in the center.

Seeing such a scene, the fog demon waved his palm, as if he wanted to withdraw the few strange fires that had just been sacrificed.

Afraid that he would not be able to break the enchantment, the strange fire that the Fog Demon had just wielded was really a bloody investment, and he integrated his own soul and six spirits into it. Right now, the flames in his body were still burning vigorously, but he alone knew that half of the strength was already left in them.

It was only in the wave of the summon, a few strange fires that should return to the palm of the palm extremely quickly, but there was no movement at this time.

In the fruitless summoning, although the fog demon was a little surprised, he didn't care about it anymore. He swung the remaining flames, directly slicing through the many watery arrows that were overwhelmingly coming at him.

Lacking half of the different fires, the fog demon still had extreme confidence to resist the power of the source that Shen Moli used to use his strength.

Earlier, Shen Moli had two turbulent water potentials in the Heavenly Soul Divine Soul to confront him, and he still lost thousands of miles. Only now, although he has lost half of the different fires, Shen Moli has also lost Fu Ji, and he has lost nearly half of the water flow power.

With the same loss, the fog demon was really not afraid of Shen Moli's only remaining Heavenly Soul Stream. With the help of Kun Fire Beads, the Fog Demon was even more convinced that with half of the different fires, he could kill Shen Moli without leaving a piece of armor.

In the battle against the source, the fog demon silently praised his action of striking Fu Ji first in the bottom of his heart. If it weren't for this, he would lose money at this time, and Shen Moli could still gather the power of the two streams of water, which would inevitably make him a little difficult in the competition.

Seeing the water cover that had been broken, Shen Moli's eyebrows frowned. In this confrontation with the fog demon, she was at a disadvantage at the beginning. It's just that if she doesn't show up in time, I'm afraid that Fu Ji has been burned by the fire at this time.

Sacrificing the source stream again, Shen Moli was half-suspended in the air, and a water dragon danced out of his clothes in a light turn, circling and flying with the crisp sound of water waves crashing, and struck towards the fog demon again.

Roaring out of his throat, the water dragon was like a horse unleashed, and the tiger came out of the mountain, and in a short period of time, it went straight to the front of the fog demon, and in a few dexterous movements, the fog demon was tightly bound, and there was a great momentum to tighten it and suffocate.

For the various actions of the water dragon, the fog demon is disdainful. He burned the strange fire in his body, and quickly evaporated the huge body of the water dragon into the air.

"I see. "After feeling that half of the alien fires that disappeared out of thin air had been extinct in the world, if the fog demon understood Shen Mo Li's true intention to disappear.

Because it was to sort out the reasons before and after, the fog demon's anger was aroused again.

In this game, which was like a prey of banter in his eyes, a kind of anger against being teased arose in the bottom of the fog demon's heart. With extreme anger, the fog demon even became hoarse and terrifying, and said, "If you extinguish half of my strange fire, I will fight with your life." Your source has tried many tricks, and now is the time for you to try my flame. ”

After that, the fog demon no longer had any patience to deal with Shen Moli, and directly sacrificed ten thousand flames to turn into an endless demon, and with countless real swords and swords in it, he rushed towards Shen Moli.

The momentum of thousands of troops holding swords and dancing swords is one of the unique demons contained in the Kun Huozhu, which uses cremation to turn the invisible flame into real people and things, and makes the flame have invincible power.

Seeing that the legions were rushing towards him, Shen Moli sacrificed his dreams again and fought against the alien fire to the end.

Earlier, in the confrontation with the strange fire, Shen Moli used the power of dreams to create a moment of illusion in front of the fog demon, so that he could hide from the fog demon in the illusion and avoid dodging elsewhere.

Now that the interval between sacrificing dreams is far shorter than the limit that dreams can bear, and sacrificing dreams again carries a great risk to Shen Moli himself.

With the help of the power of dreams, although Shen Moli was able to get out again, but Fu Ji's life was in danger when she was trapped in the fire cage, and Shen Moli really couldn't leave Fu Ji and flee by herself.

Sacrificing to the dream, Shen Moli fused the source of the heavenly soul with the dream, and in an instant, he turned countless water droplets into thousands of fishmen, and fought towards the surging alien fire army with a blade in his hand.