Immortal Mortal

Unscrupulously, it turned out to be a burning futon. Every time the interest goes, the temperature in this futon will rise to a level. Not only that, but the burning futon is still growing and growing.

Yan Ze and Su Yu, who are far apart, were invaded by this horrible temperature and immediately retreated. Originally, the two of them were planning to come up for Mo Wuji. Now they find that it is difficult to get close.

Mo Wuji directly blasted a thunder net, and the thunder net wrapped the futon for the first time.

Just breathing time, after a burst of sound, the unscrupulous thunder net was burnt out by the temperature of the futon.

Mo Wuji guessed that the means of desolation of the massacre must be this futon. This futon has a kind of flame that he could not see at all. This kind of flame is extremely powerful.

We must not let this futon continue to stretch. Who knows how far this futon can reach? Once this flame has reached the wind, it is useless to be here.

The celestial sticks swept out and the illusion of the boundless sticks slammed into the futon.

"Boom!" The celestial stick slammed on the futon that had been dozens of feet in the square. Not only did it not open the futon, but it splashed the invisible flame of the sky. The heat swept over and burned the hair of Mo Wuji directly.

It seems that because of the power of Mo Wuji, the flame futon did not expand, but bent down to form a space.

The orientation of this space seems to be in the middle of it, and the temperature of the space is more terrifying than before.

"There is a person in the district, and dare to do it with me." The sneer sneered, raising his hand and taking a few shots on the futon.

A few flaming flames were shot from the futon and directly rushed to Mo Wuji.

The temperature of the futon space is terrible, even if Mo Wuji has experienced the test of the heart of the Qing Dynasty, I feel that I am burning all over my body, and even his Yuanli shield can not be blocked. Once his power shield is burned by this futon flame space, his clothing and skin will be quickly scorched.

Mo Wuji took a breath of cold air, he did not care to be wrapped in this futon. But because this flame futon is too strange, the power is simply scary.

Mo Wuji tried to make a space teleport. He found that this flame space seems to have a unique rule constraint. He teleported once, just like a difficult step.

A few shots of flames were escaping by Mo Wuji, and the swan outside the flame futon was continually photographed on the futon.

More and more flames are coming over, and the temperature in this flame futon is getting higher and higher, and it is more and more difficult to act. Finally, a flame of rubbing the unscrupulous waist past, Mo Wuji only felt a burst of hot, the blood that was brought up was quickly baked into nothingness by the hot air in this flame futon.

Mo Wuji took a breath and he never saw such a powerful magic weapon. This magic weapon even made him only beaten, and even a direct dialogue with the singer could not be done.

"Hey!" The flame futon finally gathered the flame space and locked Mo Wu directly into the flame space.

Mo Wuji calmed down at the moment, and he knew that he was still missing the battle experience and would fall into this dilemma. He is sure that this demise is far less than a distortion, and that his current strength is ten times stronger than when he was against the distortion.

But now he simply did not have the opportunity to directly confront the stagnation, and he was tied to the raging flame futon. If his combat experience is rich, he will definitely bombard the sin in the first place, instead of attacking the flame futon.

Mo Wuji raised his hand and blasted a few thunder swords. These thunder swords were just a slight vibration of the flame futon, but they could not tear the flame futon.

After trying the number, after being shot twice again by the flame, Mo Wuji completely gave up the idea of ​​tearing the flame futon space.

The heart of the Qing dynasty directly formed a new shield outside the wall of his protective body. Since it is a flame, he first blocked the flame space with a flame, and then found a solution.

Desolation simply did not care about the flame shield of the blue heart of the unscrupulous sacrifice, and still constantly raised his hand on the flame futon, more and more dense flames shot into the flame space.

Desperate and long-lasting warfare, experience is more abundant than Mo Wuji. Although he did not even bother, he still did not underestimate the enemy. Since Mo Wuji can kill the leopard and the gray ear, and even become the star of the star emperor, it is a bit of a skill.

Now he just needs to kill Mo Wuji, and he wants to kill the city and there is no more blocking. He also believes that even if he does not use his flame futon, it is easy to kill him. Since it is safer to get rid of Mo Wuji, why should he fight with Mo Wuji?

"嘭嘭嘭嘭......." The continuous flames of the mans shot on the shield of the unscrupulous green heart, splashing a large flame in the space of the flame futon. Then these splashing flames, like water droplets meet the sponge, all penetrated into the shield of the heart of the green, disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, he was surprised by the fact that he did not even use much force. These flames were swallowed up by his green heart shield.

Mo Wuji first sacrificed the heart of the Qing Dynasty, just want to temporarily block the opponent's flame futon, and then think of a solution. At this moment, he found that his own heart seemed to restrain the flames in the flame futon, and there was no pity in it. He directly drove the heart of the Qing dynasty and began to refine the flame space that the flame futon stretched out.

Just a dozen breath times, I know that he is right. After the heart of the barley has absorbed the hot flames and temperature in this flame futon, the intensity seems to be rising.

Not only that, but with the absorption of the heart of the Qing Dynasty, the flame space supported by the flame futon gradually weakened and shrank.

Mo Wuji can find out that nature can also be found. His flame futon is his biggest card. The reason why he took the flame futon with Mo Wuji today is because Mo Wuzhi killed the leopard, killed the white-eyed wolf, and killed millions of wolf-wangshan. The starry beast, his hatred of Mo Wuzhi almost reached the extreme.

The ugly and ugly, the fact is a very rational guy. The more he hatred, the more cautious he is. This kind of caution, let him take the shot, is the strongest move, he must first control Mo Wuji, and then slowly vent their hatred.

But now he hasn't controlled Mo Wuji. His cards seem to be controlled by Mo Wuji. How can this be done?

It was necessary to take back the flame futon immediately, and soon he found that his flame futon was now locked by another kind of flame, and the essence of the flame was constantly absorbed by the unscrupulous flame. Every time he passed, the unscrupulous flame increased by one point, and his flame futon seemed to weaken a point.

At this time, participation can no longer be cautious, he stepped into the space of the flame futon in one step, and Zhang Liuyun Festival has been screaming and rolling toward Mo Wuji.

The white cloud of the Six Clouds Festival screamed, Mo Wuji seems to be in a fierce battlefield, his fighting will seem to be crushed by the killing on this battlefield.

At this moment, Brahma's stick shadow was smashed out in the sky, and the overwhelming force exploded in the flame space.

When Yuan Li hits together, it is like a heavy hammer banging on the unscrupulous chest. Mo Wuji can even clearly hear the pain of tearing his skin.

Compared to Mo Wuji, it is even more furious. Mo Wuji had a kind of flame that could restrain his flame futon, which had shocked him to the extreme. Now that Mo Wuji District is a fairyland, can he compete with him? Want to know that he is a nine-level monster? Even if it is the beginning of the 9th level, it is also the 9th level.

Mo Wuji is not afraid, just a fight, he is very clear, the sorrow is simply not comparable to the distortion, not only can not match, the two are still too far.

Waiting for the demise and then shot, Mo Wuji took the emptiness out of the sky, raised a hand and a few thunder swords shot to the gloom, and then a space forbidden. With the intervention of the heart of the Qing Dynasty, the space in the flame futon is no longer in control.

From the time of meeting with the singularity to the present, it is all taking the initiative. He has been passively facing the battle. Now it is his turn to take the shot.

With a sigh of sorrow, the Liuyun Festival once again stunned a group of white awns, and Lei Jian banged on the white mans with white light and blue thunder.

In this moment of time, the desperate feeling is wrong, Mo Wuji is really strong, and there is no threat to him at all. It stands to reason that Mo Wuji finally has the opportunity to take a shot. It will not be so a waste of opportunity. It is definitely a problem. It is definitely a problem. When I think of it, Yuan Li is crazy into the Liuyun Festival. The six-day festival will change in time.

At the same time, I felt a stagnation around myself. Space does not seem to be the space just now. During this time, he can't even feel the unscrupulous position.

Not good, I just thought of it here, a breath of death poured into his mind.

At this time, wherever he can still be able to continue to deal with Mo Wuzhi, his whole person is madly twisted and wants to leave the place at this moment.

"Hey!" An iron rod slammed into the sinuous neck, and the pain of tearing came, and even the flame futon could not be taken care of, and turned and left.

Space imprisonment and the next stick in Brahma's shadow, this has become a loreless lore, and I did not expect to be shunned by the sin.

In the blink of an eye, the desolation has reached a dozen feet.

If it is someone else, it may be gone like this. He is faced with Mo Wuji, the distance of ten feet, under the space teleport, it is not a distance at all.

"Boom!" Haven't waited for the singer to sneak away again, and Mo Wuji is a punch in the back.

"Hey!" Desperate to go, where can I think that Mo Wuji will suddenly appear next to him. His body, which is close to Zhang, is like a ball, and is flying directly by Mo Wuzhi.

Both Yan Ze and Su Yu, who were frightened in the distance, retreated to the side of Feng Xiaocheng. They were desperate and incompetent, and they could not insert it. Under the flame futon, they do not know who is in the upper hand and who is in the wind.

At this time, they saw that the sky suddenly flew up, and a fist-sized blood hole appeared in the back of the heart.

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