With the temperature, the body began to heat up, and then the whole body was hot. Only then did Mo Fan finally find his own feeling. Top novels are updated the fastest
It's definitely not a cold fire that shines alone in an ice cave, but a sky flame that burns the air into red lotuses in the sky!
Mo Fan finally realized that it was not that the other party's ice and snow were cold, but that his senses had been eliminated by the other party's psychic magic. When he burned wantonly with the help of Little Flame Fairy's pure sky fire, the temperature was high enough. Only then did I finally let myself slowly gain consciousness!
"What an insidious method!"
Mo Fan cursed.
He almost used his own fear and disbelief to twist his will, and almost died in the nightmare that the other party painted for him!
Mo Fan heated up like crazy and burned his body like crazy.
He wanted this most familiar and real feeling to completely awaken him who was immersed in the dream of other people's paintings!
really!
The stronger the fire, the more the surrounding ice and iron python nests melted, and even the ice lead under the feet was no longer heavy.
The deep caves of ice and snow seen in the eyes began to melt. They were real ice, but they were not shackles of ice and snow that could not be broken. As long as the shackles of ice in the heart were broken, they would not be able to survive the sky fire of Mo Fan and Little Flame Fairy. It is difficult to exist!
"Whirring whirring!!!"
After Mo Fan regained consciousness, Queen Flame Fairy officially arrived.
Bunches of sunflowers were scattered between heaven and earth. They gradually bloomed from the form of flower buds with the appearance of Queen Flame.
Their blooming is not just about admiring the solitary sunflower fragrance, but they will constantly spit out fire elf birds. They cover the sky and fly above the Flame Queen, turning the cold cloudy sky into a red sky with fiery clouds! !
The elf bird born in the fire sunflower is constantly emitting scorching light, scorching the earth.
The ice-blue snow melted quickly, and the dark back of the earth was gradually exposed, and the hot heat was emitted again. Even the rock vein throne under Mo Fan's feet glowed with the arrogance of before.
The familiar feeling of the blazing sun, the familiar breath of the stone veins of the earth.
It was obviously just a shackles and hanging magic, but Mo Fan felt like he had been thrown into an ice prison for decades and finally saw the light of day again!
The pair of blazing clouds stared at the Ice Writer White Leopard. The flaming soul of Queen Flame was attached to him. The sky full of elven fire sparrows attacked the earth like meteor fire from the sky. Each fire sparrow exploded hundreds of meters away. Waves of fire, layer after layer, followed by the sea of furnaces.
The eye-catching red color and the rolling dragon fire and phoenix flames are spectacular and shocking! !
Possessed by the Queen of Fire, Mo Fan is more like a fire king who has emerged from the sky. Even a sharp look can make the rivers dry!
The ice writer Bai Bao retreated involuntarily.
Behind Mo Fan, the light mage Damon, who was preparing to attack, also stood there, unable to move forward for a while.
Damon knew the White Leopard's ability, so Mo Fan couldn't really be broken. The opponent could only faint temporarily due to the dissipation of his willpower in the ice painting. He needed to go up and make up for it, so that the opponent would be in his Demon Trial Sword. Turn into ashes.
But Damon found it difficult to use his light magic at this time.
Even though his back was turned to him, the demonic aura of King Fiery Yama made Damon tremble all over. It even reminded Damon of a God-Burying Bone Dragon he encountered in the Andes a few years ago. He had a very similar feeling of fear. .
"I have seen through your skills." Mo Fan walked forward. Every step he took, the footprints he left behind were burning and lingering for a long time!
"So what, it's just to add a little color. A true ice artist can depict the scene he wants without paint. My ice element is the third level of super level, how can you compete with me!!" Ice Writer The white leopard was not afraid at all.
He flipped his hand violently, completely scattering the white ink in the ice inkstone around him.
The white ink splashed and touched the ridge of the dyke rock, and soon white corrosion appeared on the hard dyke rock.
This white ink is like some kind of acid. Half of the entire back of the majestic earth veins has been corrupted by the white ink. Some dense forest plants not far away were accidentally splashed by the white ink. They moved at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wither, turn white, deteriorate.
With a light touch, whether it is rocks or plants, they turn into white powder. It looks like snow powder, but in fact it is not as pure as snow at all. Instead, it looks like some kind of biochemical substance, which is extremely dangerous!
"Although I am not a Heavenly Seed, my Soul Ice is still the most powerful Ice Seed in the world. Coupled with my cultivation, how can you compete with me!!" Ice Writer Bai Bao roared angrily. .
On Mo Fan's side is the black rock of the earth's veins, and the fire burned it into a spectacular forest.
The white leopard's end of the ice writer is equally shocking and terrifying, the whiteness of silence, the whiteness of withering, and the powder of snow can't feel the breath of life at all. It seems that entering his world, there is only one end, dead and frozen. Finished!
Mo Fan can also see that the biggest obstacle standing in front of him is this person. The person who can steal most of the territory in Queen Flame's Skyfire Reign has indeed reached the peak of his ice cultivation.
Super level three.
The pinnacle of the ice system!
Without the presence of Queen Flame, Mo Fan would have no chance of winning against such a strong person!
"My ice skills should be reserved for the most powerful people in the Federation, but since you want to be the first dead soul in my ice pen, I will make it happen for you!!" The ice pen Bai Bao pointed at Mo Fan with the goose-feather snow pen in his hand, He said with great coldness and arrogance.
"My furnace hell can accommodate the entire Black Holy See, including you." Mo Fan replied. As he spoke, he glanced at the light mage who was leading a large group of soldiers and disciples under the rock ridge. Damon.
Damon was deeply trapped in the fear of Mo Fan's Fire King, but those rebel soldiers were far from having such good eyesight.
In their opinion, those flames are just burning more intensely. With more people and greater strength, they can defeat a super-level mage!
The soldiers were densely packed, and they were all the elites of the rebels, and each of them had reached an intermediate level of cultivation.
They climbed up the back of Mo Fan's earth veins, but they didn't know they had stepped into the realm of the King of Hell!
"Don't shoot these people and send them to death!" Mo Fan glanced at them coldly.
Under the rock ridge of the earth's veins, the black rocks similar to the mountains began to shake violently. If you look carefully, you will find that a black death ring appeared where the soldiers stepped!
With these shrimp soldiers and crab generals, I am afraid that if they can't even climb up this rock ridge, the whole army will be wiped out!
There were more and more black death rings, and suddenly Mo Fan gave him a heavy hand!
