After killing Wei Renjie, Lei Luo finally stepped into the Pure Heart Water Pavilion.

Looking at this familiar place, there was a familiar fog all around, and there was a looming promenade in the lake, everything was so familiar.

"Let me out, let me out!" a depraved voice came from afar.

Although he didn't see a figure, he knew by listening to the voice that this person was Yan Zhuo, another disciple of the Lihuo Palace who was acting with Wei Renjie.

Because he was trapped in the Pure Heart Water Pavilion, he was struggling to find a way out everywhere but couldn't find a way out, and he was short-tempered due to the cultivation of fire attribute exercises, so the current Yan Zhuo had already been a little crazy.

Looking at the young man in front of him with a gloomy expression and a distorted face, Lei Luo sneered and walked towards him.

Although the person in front of him was already very embarrassed, but after all, the other party was a mid-stage Jindan monk, and being able to cultivate to such a realm was not something that could be defeated with a little setback, and he also needed to personally send the other party on the road!

"It's you!" Yan Zhuo said with a resentful expression when he saw Lei Luo appear.

The fact that their group was able to fall to such an end was all caused by the people in front of them, and the enemy was naturally very angry when they met today.

"That's right, it's Lei, I don't know what Yan Daoyou will do when he sees it?" Lei Luo teased with a strange expression.

In terms of real strength, this Yan Zhuo may be a little stronger than Wei Renjie, just by that breath and mana, Wei Renjie in the later stage of Jindan is a fancy shelf, and Yan Zhuo still has some background.

That's why he didn't kill the other party immediately, but wanted to see if this Jindan monk from the Fire Palace had some means, and he could see it today.

"Of course I want you to die!" Yan Zhuo suddenly yelled.

Then he slapped the storage bag, took out five fiery red talismans from it, and began to pinch the spell with both hands.

"It's the art of manipulating the flame again!" Lei Luo looked at the familiar movements, and after the familiar law decision, he shook his head and said helplessly.

Yan Zhuo didn't know that Wei Renjie had died at the hands of the person in front of him, and all he had to do now was to get the Heaven Replenishing Stone and the Golden Wheel magic weapon, so he kept moving in his hands, and his mouth was full of words.

The five fiery red talismans turned into five fireballs that exuded a scorching aura, and then these five fireballs converged in mid-air, turning into a huge fireball with a size of more than ten zhang.

Yan Zhuo counted the dots with both hands, and the flames around the fireball surged for a while, and they actually grew into the wind, and finally turned into a flame giant with a pair of horns more than ten feet high.

Then more than a dozen red talismans swirled and flew around, and when these fiery red talismans turned into fireballs and flew into the flame giant's body, the giant's torso and limbs all solidified into red entities.

Lei Luo felt the intense heat of the flame giant in front of him, and for the first time, he had a little high opinion of Yan Zhuo's strength.

Because the giant in front of him looked more like a magma giant, there was an amazing heat wave between his gestures, and the ground under his feet made a melting sound.

"It's much better than Wei Renjie!" he nodded in admiration.

This move is much stronger than Wei Renjie's half-, so it deserves his admiration.

"You self-defeating bastard, let's go down here, let's die!" Yan Zhuo kept controlling the flame giant with both hands, and roared even more loudly in his mouth.

The Flame Giant's massive head let out a demon-like roar, then raised one hand in the air and swung it violently downward, as the intense heat caused a burning sensation in the air around it.

"The power is there, but the speed is a little worse!" Lei Luo said lightly.

Just as the Flame Giant's fist fell, his figure shook several times in a row, and by the time he stood again, he was already standing more than a dozen feet away from the Flame Giant.

Yan Zhuo showed a sneer on his face and pointed at the Flame Giant with one hand.

Just as Lei Luo was surprised, three golden points of light suddenly lit up on the flame arm that had hit the ground.

Then three bowl-sized fire pythons rushed from the giant's arms and shot at him.

These three fire pythons actually had three talismans in their heads, which meant that Yan Zhuo controlled the three talismans to attack him alone.

This multi-purpose ability also shows that this person has a lot of experience in the art of manipulating fire, and even has a lot of experience in dealing with enemies.

Lei Luo took out an ink-colored heavy sword, and then slashed at the three fire pythons that shot at him with one sword.

After the three jet-black sword rays swept through, the heads of the three fire pythons collapsed into three lumps of magma liquid and fell to the ground under the force of the shock.

After these hot magma drops to the ground, there is a violent sound of "bang", and a trace of burnt smell comes from the ground.

Seeing the ground being melted out of holes, this all shows that this hand fire technique is not only flexible, but also the power of the flame is not weak.

"It's actually an ancient treasure!" Yan Zhuo said in surprise when he saw the heavy sword that cut off the head of the fire python.

However, the greed in his eyes was even more after the surprise, after all, an ancient treasure was not something that any Jindan monk could have.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent, and after slapping the storage bag with one hand, more than a dozen talismans flew out one after another, and then all of these talismans turned into fireballs and flew into the body of the flame giant.

When more than a dozen talismans were all submerged, the body of the flame giant suddenly rose to a height of thirty zhang, and the aura around his body was several times stronger, not even weaker than that of ordinary Jindan peak monks.

Steaming heat erupted from the Flame Giant's body, and even the surrounding air felt a burning sensation, and the hot heat wave even caused the Flame Giant to twist for a moment.

"Die under my Flame Technique!" Yan Zhuo shouted with a frenzied face.

Lei Luo also grinned at it, and then, in the other party's surprised gaze, he put away his heavy sword and made a move with his right hand, and at the same time rushed towards the body of the flame giant.

His right hand was covered in a pitch-black flame, and then his body threw itself into the body of the flame giant like a stone, and in the blink of an eye, it was consumed by the hot flames.

"There are still fools who send themselves to death, my flame manipulation technique has reached the point of perfection, although this flame is not a magical power, but under the blessing of the flame manipulation technique, it is even several times more fierce than those spiritual fires!" Yan Zhuo sneered sarcastically.

But his smile didn't last for a few breaths before it gradually froze, and a look of disbelief emerged from it, and then his heart "chuckled", and his complexion suddenly changed!

"Impossible, what kind of flame is that!" Before the flame giant could change, Yan Zhuo had already roared first.

As if in response to his words, the Flame Giant suddenly let out a miserable howl, and then his hands began to wave wildly, and at the same time, countless bubbles appeared on his body, and his body began to writhe irregularly.

The Flame Giant suddenly roared in the sky, and a black flame emerged from its chest, and this flame spread towards the Flame Giant's whole body, turning the red Flame Giant into pitch black in the blink of an eye.

A figure wrapped in pitch-black flames rushed out of the giant's back, and then landed in front of Yan Zhuo, it was Lei Luo himself.

The flame giant behind him was engulfed in pitch-black flames in an instant, and disappeared in an instant.

The pitch-black flame in Lei Luo's right hand was fleeting, and Yan Zhuo couldn't believe what was happening in front of him, why his own technique of manipulating flames was actually cracked by the other party so easily.

"Is there only this kind of means for the disciples of the Fire Palace, that Wei Renjie is really weak, I didn't expect you to be the same!" Lei Luo said in a flat tone of disdain.

As soon as these words came out, Yan Zhuo's face changed slightly, but he didn't expect Wei Renjie to die at the hands of the other party.

And the words just now were full of disdain, which made him even more angry as a disciple of Lihuo Zhenren.

As soon as he opened his mouth and spit out, a golden and red thorny round wheel that was exactly the same as Wei Renjie was sacrificed by him, and the wheel was surrounded by a trace of flames, which looked powerful.

Yan Zhuo's eyes flashed, and after slapping the storage bag, two strange transparent vials were held in his hands.

The light flickered in the two vials, and inside were actually two strange flames that were still burning.

Lei Luo looked at the scene in front of him quite interestingly, and did not rashly make a move, but waited quietly to see what happened.

However, the flames in the two small bottles did make him a little curious, and the bottles were made of unknown materials, but they could actually place the burning flames.

As Yan Zhuo chanted a spell, the surfaces of the two small bottles were suddenly full of cracks.

Then after two "bangs", the small bottle shattered, and there were two more strange flames in his hands, one green and one blue.

"Taste the power of this strange fire in heaven and earth, I don't believe that my strange fire can be broken by you!" he smiled grimly at Lei Luo.

Then he flicked his hands at his natal magic weapon, and the two flames, one blue and one blue, flew into the round wheel.

The wheel, which was originally still gold and red, was wrapped in blue and blue flames, and its surface also became blue and blue.

"Go!" Yan Zhuo pointed forward with his right hand.

The cyan and blue wheels carried a whistling heat wave and flew towards Lei Luo, and at the same time, the flames around him were generous, forming a cyan and blue flame vortex of more than ten zhang in size in the process of attacking.

Lei Luo calmly looked at the flame vortex in front of him, a pitch-black flame appeared out of thin air in his hand, and then with a flick of two fingers, the pitch-black flame turned into a little blood light and quickly sank into the blue and blue vortex in front of him.

The round wheel flew forward a few feet further, and then in Yan Zhuo's incredulous gaze, his natal magic weapon actually stopped, and the blue and blue flames trembled and swayed violently.

"Poof" Yan Zhuo looked up to the sky and spit out a mouthful of blood, and the breath of his whole body was even more sluggish.

Being able to cause such a situation also means that there is something wrong with your natal magic weapon, or that you have been injured by something.

When he looked forward with all his might, he saw that his round wheel magic weapon was actually covered in pitch-black flames, and the blue and blue flames were completely devoured after only a few breaths.

"You, that's, what kind of flame!" Yan Zhuo asked, spitting blood.

Being able to defeat the True Divine Power of the Lihuo Palace and his own alien fire so easily, that pitch-black flame was definitely not a mortal thing, so he thought of knowing the other party's supernatural power, otherwise he would have died too unjustly.

"Invasion Demon Flame!" Lei Luo said lightly.

Hearing these four words, Yan Zhuo's pupils suddenly contracted violently, because what the other party was talking about was not a flame, but a demon flame, which meant that the other party's exercises were actually yes!

But before he could react, a pale red sword aura had already hit the center of his eyebrows.

After a "poof", a two-inch-sized blood hole appeared in the center of his eyebrows.

Then a trace of unwillingness flashed in Yan Zhuo's eyes, but he died of anger, and he didn't close his eyes until he died.

Lei Luo walked in front of the other party, stabbed his right hand into his body, and then in a few breaths, this core disciple of the Fire Palace turned into a dried corpse.