Melting Moon is a fire cultivator, and all the spells she practices are related to fire. Her most powerful move is called "Earth Fire Melting Moon", which is where her title comes from.
The Western Continent is rich in earth fire resources, and Xuandan Mansion is built on the largest earth fire. It is said that the successive heads of Xuandan Mansion can directly take a piece of earth fire as their own cave, and practice every day to improve their skills.
Earth fire is easy to absorb, but difficult to completely refine. The average monk can only use one or two levels of earth fire skills. It is nothing more than increasing the power of earth fire in fire spells, but it can be cultivated to the seventh level, which shows that This person must have mastered the rules of the operation of earth fire and has a deeper understanding of earth fire.
Therefore, the Earth Fire used by Master Rongyue is very different from Zhao Yisu's Earth Fire.
The move "Earth Fire Melting Moon" seems inconspicuous at first glance. It is just a fire spell with red light. However, after it flew out, it rose several feet high in the wind, making it difficult to tell where the fire was. Is it rising from the ground or falling from the sky.
The ferocious flames swallowed up Li Tingyun's figure in the blink of an eye. Only the light of Tingyun Sword stood firmly between heaven and earth, showing the majesty of Zhenren Tingyun.
At this time, several sixth- and seventh-grade real people below had already flown into the air.
The one who rushed at the forefront was Master Fenhui. He was also a fire cultivator and was not afraid of earthly fire. He used his magic to quickly open a path in the flames, while Master Fuxue, a seventh-grade monk from Suihan Palace, walked on this path. As she walked forward on the road, thick ice spiritual power flew out of her magic weapon, and an iceberg pressed on the head of the real person Melting Moon!
Suihan Palace's presence in the siege of Xuandan Mansion was not high. Firstly, it was because their sect's senior practitioners came late and did not participate in the battle command; secondly, because Suihan Palace's disciples mostly practiced water and ice spells. . Water and fire are in conflict with each other, Xuandan Palace is afraid of them, and they are also afraid of Xuandan Palace. For many years, there has been little contact between Suihan Palace and Xuandan Palace.
Master Fuxue is a seventh-grade master, and he is also the one with the highest cultivation level among the monks who rushed forward. He can compete head-on with the seventh-grade Master Melting Moon.
When the iceberg pressed down, Master Rongyue's earthly fire was obviously blocked. Master Changling, a sixth-grade master from Kunlun Sect, and Master Zhiming, a sixth-grade master from Bodhi Mountain, stepped forward at the same time, each showing their magical powers, and their spells struck mercilessly. On the body of the real person Rongyue.
The battle between the high-level cultivators happened in an instant. The low-level cultivators on the ground did not see it clearly. They only felt that the world was shaking, and powerful spiritual pressure was erupting everywhere, making them dare not poke their heads out easily.
More and more disciples from the same sect gathered together to build a barrier. Therefore, while the high-level cultivators in the sky fought hard, the low-level cultivators on the ground stopped fighting, and round-shaped barriers of different colors bulged on the ground.
Master Rongyue was restrained by other monks, and the fire gradually became less intense than at first. When the flames receded, Li Tingyun's figure was revealed to everyone.
He was not affected by the flames at all, and still held the sword steadily in his hand, and finally suppressed the devil and cut off the second sword!
"ah--"
The Demon King roared again, and the huge figure went crazy in the air. Zingyun Zhenren showed no fear and waved the Zingyun Sword to fight with the black giant.
The sky has become a battlefield for the high cultivators. Everyone's eyes are fixed on it. Only one person is still looking at the ground and taking out the black palm print printed by the devil.
Dongfang Yu didn't believe that Zhao Yisu would die so easily.
This belief appeared so suddenly that he felt it was sudden, but he didn't have time to think about it carefully. He stared at that place persistently, wishing to make a hole there.
Suddenly, there was movement in the black, sunken land.
It was like an earthworm rolling a few times in the ground. That thing was very, very subtle, but Dongfang Yu was sure that he saw it right.
The next moment, a figure emerged from the ground!
Zhao Yisu's whole body was wrapped in thunder and fire, like a fire bursting out of the ground, suddenly cutting through the darkness, slowly rising up, until finally stopping in mid-air.
All the monks on the ground saw this scene.
If the fight between Gao Xiu and the Demon King is a future beyond their reach, then the present moment when Low Xiu Xiu faces the Demon King without any damage is enough to ignite their passion!
"Alive, she's alive!"
"How is that possible? That's the Demon King..."
"If evil does not prevail against good, the devil will be defeated!"
"Senior Sister Zhao! That's our Fuxishan disciple Zhao Yisu!"
"Yes, they are from Fuxi Mountain!"
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Zhao Yisu, standing in the fireball, didn't know that.
She was not as unscathed as it looked from the outside. The devil's palm almost crushed her into a pulp. If it weren't for the huge stone puppet standing in front of her and Jiang Yunchen protecting her, she would have died a long time ago. .
As for Jiang Yunchen...
Even if he was born with a spirit body and excellent muscles and bones, it would be impossible for him to emerge intact after receiving the devil's palm.
But he understood that he could protect Zhao Yisu in the end. As long as he protected Zhao Yisu, he would protect himself.
This is the kind of friendship they have, simple and rough, with absolute trust.
At this moment, Zhao Yisu, who was high in the sky, had flown aside and landed on a certain peak of Juling Mountain. The Nine Levels of Thunder and Fire Technique enveloped her whole body. People outside could only vaguely see her figure, but they could not see the life chart that lit up under her feet.
She stood on the fortune board, calmly and calmly, and pinched a magic trick taught to her by Jiang Yunchen in her hand——
"Burn my blood and transform it into your soul! Move your soul to live longer, and your fates will be locked together!"
The moment she finished reciting the spell, she felt a sharp pain in her heart, but Jiang Yunchen burst out of the black palm print and flew into her thunder fire like a phantom.
Zhao Yisu raised his hand to catch him, endured the severe pain all over his body, and looked down at Jiang Yunchen.
Although he was tall, he was very thin, with pale skin, and a face of pure purity. When he closed his eyes, he had a sense of brokenness and alienation that was difficult to hide, which made him look particularly weak and pitiful at this moment.
She would actually feel pity for a ninth-grade major cultivator.
Zhao Yisu smiled bitterly, and blood immediately poured out of the corner of his mouth - Gan, he didn't say that it would be so painful when using this move, and it would also damage his vitality!
The overflowing blood dripped on Jiang Yunchen's neck. Jiang Yunchen immediately opened his eyes, and his cold eyes met hers.
His stern eyebrows furrowed slightly. He raised his hand to wipe the blood on his neck, and then glanced at the corner of Zhao Yisu's mouth, with an unwillingness to hide his disgust in his eyes.
"Let go."
"Ah!"
Zhao Yisu immediately threw his hands and threw him out. I would sympathize with him. I was really heartbroken by shit!
