"Could it be that Xue'er came back from somewhere? But that's not right. This wave is obviously that of ultimate fire, not ultimate ice? Could it be that Xue'er is still an ice and fire cultivator who has been hidden for hundreds of thousands of years? "
The beautiful emerald-like Scorpion's small yellow diamond eyes were full of doubts. However, after just thinking about it for a while, he decided to go to the Snow Emperor's residence first to see what happened.
After all, she had not found the Snow Emperor for a long time. Ever since the Snow Emperor said goodbye to her, they had never seen each other again.
It's not like the Ice Emperor has never looked for traces of the Snow Emperor in these years. He even went to the Snow Emperor's residence that he was currently heading to several times, but every time he left in good spirits and returned disappointed.
This time, the Ice Emperor finally felt the special aura there again. No matter what, she must grasp this only hope.
Without thinking any more, the emerald-green Scorpion took her steps again,&bsp&bspWell,&bsp&bspAnd there were still a lot of steps.
At this time, under the bright valley, purple-red flames were burning fiercely on the ice lake, and as the clusters of flames burned, some conspicuous distortion marks appeared in the space around the flames. Ge found that he had underestimated the temperature of the beast spirit fire. It was really much hotter than he had imagined.
And just after Ling Ge entered the ice lake, Ling Ge could clearly feel that the beasts' spiritual fire had gradually become violent.
In mid-air, the purple-red flames swelled in the wind. In just a blink of an eye, they had already expanded their size dozens of times. As their volumes continued to change, the small flames that were originally released were now A group of flames also became violent. The flames roared and roared, making a chirping sound. The surrounding air was also burned into nothingness by the blazing flames.
Feeling the coldness below him and the sour feeling of heat above him, Ling Ge gritted his teeth and stared closely at the purple fire in mid-air that had begun to change into various animal shapes, and then he felt deeply. After taking a breath of the hot air around him, his whole body covered with layers of hair began to move in the direction of the purple fire.
It was a very easy distance on weekdays, but this time when I was close to the strange fire, I felt that I couldn't move an inch, and I could only move slowly in the ice lake.
Fortunately, he is surrounded by the rich ice elements in the ice lake to protect him. He can constantly mobilize the ice elements around him through his mental power to continuously fight against the flames above.
Otherwise, he is very likely to be burned into nothingness by the terrifyingly hot temperature at any time.
Even though the distance between Ling Ge and the Ten Thousand Beasts Spirit Fire was only a few meters, Ling Ge's soul power consumed by advancing just a few meters was extremely huge.
With his eyes fixed on the purple-red flames that were getting closer and closer to him, Ling Ge's breathing was slightly hurried, his forehead was covered with sweat, and the sweat was flowing down his cheeks, indicating that he was being The coldness of the ice element below directly froze into ice beads.
In the year before Ling Ge, there were not many opportunities to meet the Taotie Douluo Xuan Lao in Shrek, let alone see him take action or feel the pressure.
However,&bsp&bspHe had once felt the aura of Ning Qingwei—Old Ning, who was a ninety-seventh-level super Douluo, and what Ling Ge felt now was that Wan Qingwei was still growing in momentum in front of him. The momentum of the beast spirit fire is only slightly different from that of a ninety-seventh level super Douluo.
"It's probably equivalent to the strength of a super Douluo at level ninety-five." Ling Ge secretly compared the strength of the Ten Thousand Beasts Spirit Fire in his mind.
When Ling Ge had reached about one meter in front of the huge purple flame, even the black ice on the ice lake that had been accumulated for who knows how many years had been burned by the terrifying high temperature emitted by the alien fire. The gradually burst apart.
And even after the small pieces broke apart, the smaller black ice began to melt slowly, and the pieces of black ice turned into streams of water, flowing downwards.
Ling Ge looked at the purple flames tumbling in front of him, and he was secretly complaining. Thinking that the system in his spiritual sea was still guiding him, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he had the urge to curse.
"Put your hand into the center of the alien fire and grab out the original fire of the alien fire. It sounds really simple."
This thought that seemed like pure suicide flashed through his mind. After a moment, Ling Ge calmed down from the bitterness. Since the system said so, he would do it anyway. Just do it.
He himself didn't even have the slightest experience with Devouring Alien Fire. Who else could he listen to if he didn't follow the guidance of the system?
When swallowing the alien fire, it can be said that any small mistake will be turned into a ball of ashes by the alien fire. Therefore, Ling Ge, who has no experience, must completely follow the system's instructions. To do this, you must have unreserved trust in the system.
Ling Ge suddenly raised his head, his eyes fixed on the purple-red flames that were getting closer and closer. His slightly trembling palms opened and closed slightly, ready to rush into the strange fire and catch the wisp of flames at any time.
When Ling Ge reached the distance of two or three feet from the beast spirit fire, the surrounding black ice that was originally immortal had been burned to the point of melting into water and then evaporated into gas again.
Ling Ge's dark eyes were reflecting the purple monster flame at this moment. Ling Ge looked at the huge flame staying in front of him, his throat rolled slightly. The next moment, Ling Ge finally made up his mind and suddenly Gritting his teeth, his arms covered with red hair began to slowly insert themselves into the beasts' spiritual fire.
In fact, it's not that he doesn't want to cut through the mess quickly and insert it directly to take out the tinder, but it's really because of the high temperature that he can't insert the tinder at once!
Whenever he wanted to speed up and thrust in hard, Ling Ge would always feel layers of invisible resistance, always restricting the progress of his hand.
In the end, he had no choice but to fight with the spirit fire of the beasts here, bit by bit, and reach into the opponent's core bit by bit.
And as Ling Ge's arm gradually stretched into the beasts' spiritual fire, he saw that the layer of blood-red hair originally covering his arm began to burn rapidly.
