"Hahaha, if I punch you, you might die!"
I don’t know why Nan Rongxu’s voice can still be heard from the lava giant, but his big words made Mo Yingge want to laugh.
After all, Zhao Jing has almost reached the full level of super cultivation. Even if he runs away, his cultivation level is too low. You, a person with two or three elements, or earth and fire elements, dare to speak loudly here?
Earth mage's attacks have never been very good. Even if Nan Rongxu is the one-in-a-million fighting earth mage, that's it. After all, when another fire mage hits him, Mo Yingge may not even need to dodge.
"Lava Fist!"
Although the lava giant is huge, its movements are very agile, and it has a feeling of a Western Titan. It quickly punches Moyinge, and the lava fists the size of houses hit Moyinge one by one.
But how could such an attack hit Mo Yinge? He avoided it gracefully like a butterfly wearing a flower. There was a huge roar behind him, and the giant lava fist caused the earth to shake. Unfortunately, it was useless if he couldn't hit it.
"Lan Zhan!"
Mo Yinge stepped on the air and swung down a blue wind blade in his hand. However, there was something about this lava giant, and it was not cut in two by her. A crack opened on his chest and the firelight instantly seemed to recover.
At this time, Mo Yingge was already very close to Nan Rongxu's lava giant. The lava giant stretched out his hands and clasped his hands together, swatting Mo Yingge like a fly. Strong wind burst out from his palms, and there was even a thunderous sound. The feeling of explosion was obviously the result of using the greatest strength!
But just like most people who can't hit a fly with their hands, Mo Yingge's figure appeared again, still standing firmly on the giant's clasped palms.
"Hoo~~~~"
The lava giant suddenly opened its mouth and spit out surging flames. The power was terrifying, comparable to two or three levels of super-level fire magic. Mo Yinge was so frightened that his beauty turned pale. He touched his face, well, it was getting farther and farther. Got it!
Although his body resisted the fierce flames, Mo Yinge even had the time to gather his hair and put a hairpin on it.
On the top of the lava giant's head, special stars larger than basketballs emerged, shining like small stars. They quickly built a magnificent star palace, but this time the power of the majestic star palace did not move towards it. It was released externally and was not injected into other magic, but was constantly circulating in the Star Palace.
"Transcendental Power Fire Temple!"
How dare you, Nan Rongxu, call yourself the God of Fire? It's really ridiculous, then let the palace where the real God of Fire lives suppress you, a pirate!
The Temple of the Fire God is as big as a mountain, and the lava giant seems a bit smaller against the backdrop of the Temple of Fire.
"boom!!!"
The earth was crushed, the Fire Temple fell from the sky, the lava giant was suppressed deep underground, and the impostor was not qualified to stand up!
Only Mo Yingge stood tall and graceful. She was not affected by her own magic and stood quietly in the center of the Fire Temple, isolated and independent.
It's like the false gods have been suppressed, and the temple has welcomed its true master!
Turning her eyes towards Mo Fan, Mo Yinge frowned slightly. She didn't notice Mo Fan at first, but after taking another look, she found a charred figure slowly climbing towards the top of the mountain.
Good guy, how many lightning strikes did you take? Everyone was turned into coke!
Those who don’t know may think that this guy has done something outrageous, but you must know that Mo Fan is only a small mid-level mage. How many more lightning strikes can he withstand?
"If this continues, Mo Fan will die before he can get to Lei Ling!" Mo Yingge frowned slightly, feeling that he was still too impatient. Let Mo Fan go up alone. This was no longer subduing Lei Ling, but You are sending yourself to death!
At this moment, Mo Fan seemed to feel the gaze from behind, and slowly turned his head back as if he had a tacit understanding, showing a black toothy smile towards Mo Yinge.
Mo Yinge was stunned for a moment, then relieved.
"Really, I still treat him as a child. He also has his own opinions and judgments." Mo Yingge shook his head gently, with a smile on his face, stretched out his hands like a trumpet, and looked towards The top of the mountain shouted:
"Mo Fan, come on!"
This is not only to conquer the Thunder Spirit, but also a test of Mo Fan's spiritual will.
How revered are the Holy Spirits of heaven and earth? They are the true darlings of heaven and earth, fairy-like beings. They are pure and supreme. What can humans do to impress such beings?
Is it possible to really rely on so-called magical power to conquer by force?
Contract magic is actually a very equal magic. It is far from simply releasing a star map and it is done. What is required is the recognition between the magician and the contracted beast.
They are partners, beings who entrust their lives to each other, beings who are closer than relatives, loving more than lovers, and partners who can truly protect their backs and live and die together!
Such a magic is not just about drawing a star map and then forcibly conquering it. It is a slave and a forbidden evil magic.
A real contract should be a contract that recognizes each other and is equal to each other. Just like a contract, it should be fair and peaceful.
The magician chooses the contract beast, so why isn't the contract beast choosing the magician?
This is originally a two-way process!
With every step he took, Mo Fan had to bear the pain of lightning disaster. The lightning resistance of a mere mid-level thunder mage had almost no effect. His back was scorched by electricity, and his hair turned into withered grass ash and drifted away. His steps staggered, but Still move forward and upward unswervingly!
Suddenly, Mo Fan didn't notice a slightly raised stone under his feet, and his already shaky body suddenly fell to the ground.
"Mo Fan." Mo Yinge's heart was clenched, his hands flashed with silver light, ready to fish him out at any time.
"Ah~~!"
Mo Fan was struck by lightning again, and he didn't have a few good pieces of meat left on his body. Since he couldn't stand up, he had to climb up. If he couldn't conquer the thunder spirit, he should at least let him see what this thing looked like. Bar!
"Ah ah ah, move!"
He was dragging his blood marks while climbing, but every stone on the top of the mountain was charged with electricity. You can imagine the pain Mo Fan endured.
The thunder roared in waves, the momentum became more and more terrifying, and the roaring thunder shook the sky!
But underneath, Mo Yinge, who had a worried look on his face, slowly lowered his jade hand that was surrounded by silver light, with a trace of expectation on his face.
Although the thunder is getting louder and scarier, the actual power of thunder falling on Mo Fan is constantly decreasing.
This is of course not because the thunder has become smaller near the top of the mountain, but because something is not willing to embarrass Mo Fan.
And the only one who can do this is Lei Ling.
In the cracked stone on the top of the mountain, a silver-purple light group was slightly suspended, showing a corner from time to time, as if looking at the dying human being, and then seemed to retreat with shyness and surprise.
But within a second, he poked his head out again and took a look.
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