Versatile Mage

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<p even Mo Fan feels hot, it shows that the temperature on this mountain is really exaggerated.

Mo Fan arrived at the top of the mountain along the rugged road. Although he did not climb to the highest peak, it was considered a mountaintop.

This height does not see any gravel. It is difficult for the wind to blow the sand so high. The whole mountaintop is a very strong flint that is baked by flames. Some spiritual fragments can be seen everywhere. Mofan is also in the pocket of income. Xiao Yan Ji is ready for milk powder.

The quality of the spiritual fragments here is extremely high, I believe Xiao Yan Ji will like it.

"I am here waiting for the next flame?" Mo Fan sat on the stone and thought about this problem.

This time, the flame was reborn, and it was not only Xiaoyan Ji, but Mo Fan himself estimated that he had to stay here. I don’t know if the demon body can keep himself from burning at the high temperature of the Magic Mountain.

"Wait, it’s not easy to get up once. They shouldn’t have anything at the back of the station." Mo Fan said to himself.

Mo Fan has already explained a few of them. They may burn the flames on the mountain again. Only when the flames are ignited, Mo Fan can find the truly pure and holy place of fire. In order to resurrect Xiao Yan Ji, let alone It’s been a day here, and I’m not afraid of living for a year.

Closed his eyes, Mo Fan began to enter the meditation, this high temperature zone gathered a considerable amount of fire elements, purely natural, more than a few times better than the three-step tower processing, just to take this opportunity to consolidate Take a look at your own fire system.

Mo Fan was very engaged, gradually forgot the time, and forgot the sweat.

Mo Fan opened his eyes once, when the sun was hanging high, and the next time he opened his eyes, the sun had already set, and the temperature on the mountain suddenly rose, but it was contrary to the law of the hot sun.

Time flies quickly, and another midnight falls. Lin Feili tells himself that this time the flame will once again sweep the whole mountain, and Mo Fan also sees the dust storm konjac as always here, burning himself into ashes!

The fire is raging, the whole mountain is a sea of ​​fire, Mo Fan is in the flames, the fire is hot enough beyond the imagination of Mo Fan, the body of the demon is also burned!

"No, it's so fierce!" Mo Fan was burnt and screamed, feeling like a special grandson monkey thrown into the gossip.

There are fire everywhere, and my eyes are a little bit open. How do you find the source of the flame? ?

Mo Fan moved hard and felt completely with the flesh...

"It should be here... damn, nothing can be seen, all is alive!" Mofan ran wildly in the flames. In fact, his clothes had been burned, so he was also naked at the top of the mountain. run!

High places, those dusty konjac with collective depression are still insanely watching, but they do not know that they do not have this strong resistance of Mo Fan, not long after they were burned to death, turned into black ash.

"Well? These dusty konjac seem to fly there, is it the holy place of fire?" Mo Fan suddenly found an interesting phenomenon.

The creatures are all profitable. Although you don't know why the dust storm konjac is so embarrassing, it must be something there, so that these things are thrown in desperately.

Guided by the dust storm, Mo Fan arrived at a mountain top surrounded by more than a dozen large rocks. The flames here...that is pure and fierce, and Mofan feels that he has to be burned to ashes! !

"Good guy, it's here!!" Mo Fan was ecstatic, suddenly felt how cute a group of little creatures, or why he could find the holy place of fire in this whole flame mountain. !

"Is there a soul?" Mo Fan was curious. What a huge amount of energy caused the mountain to burn like this every night. If it is not in the desert where no one lives, it must be a magnificent spectacle. !

Mo Fan used his own ideas to perceive, and did not perceive the existence of souls.

However, there should be a flame soul on this mountain, but there are some difficulties to find.

"Xiao Yan Ji, are you still satisfied with this place?" Mo Fan held the robbed fruit of Xiao Yan Ji in the palm of his hand, and his face showed a ugly smile that was burned by the fire.

Xiao Yan Ji seems to like it very much. Mo Fan is not too dare to be alone. It is close to the holy place of fire, so he throws the fruit of the robbery into the flame holy place, so that Xiao Yan Ji can enjoy the recovery in this warm package. nutrient!

Xiao Yan Ji is not the darling of fire, its fruit is suspended in the center of the most fierce fire, let alone burn it, but there is no trace of cracking, but the energy of fire is madly going to Xiaoyan Ji to gather here!

Mo Fan couldn't stay here for too long, and hurriedly retired. If Xiao Yan Ji had his body attached to him, Mo Fan's flame resistance was very powerful. Now he can't bear this kind of fire system. Torture.

"You are here to make hot springs, my father can't stand it, go outside to hide, and wait for the fire to come and pick me up." Mo Fan said to Xiao Yanji.

After that, Mo Fan ran quickly, and then he would have to become a pile of ash.

Mo Fan ran to the holy place outside the fire for about a kilometer, and the temperature here was barely acceptable.

Through this opportunity, he also began to cultivate, I believe that there are not many people in the world who can meditate in the fire like themselves. The devil system has indeed made a lot of convenience for himself.

“Hey, hey, hey~~~~~~~~~~”

Mo Fan was about to close his eyes, and suddenly he heard the sound of flapping.

Mo Fan turned his head and was surprised to find that a blue-red dust storm konjac in the flame flapped its wings on the rocks not far away, surrounded by numerous flames of four or five meters high, but this dusty konjac It is not burned like other konjac, but has the same immunity as Mo Fan.

Its movements are a bit clumsy, and the body size is much smaller than the normal dust storm konjac, just like the little konjac just born.

"It turned out to be a small konjac of variation. Come over and be a companion with the brother." Mo Fan couldn't help but laugh.

Dust storm konjac is resistant to high temperatures, but they are afraid of flames. The flames can ignite them all in one breath, burning nothing, leaving Mo Fan not thinking of the tens of thousands of dust storms. Out of such a bloodline of the next king, a mutated konjac who is not afraid of the flame.

The little konjac is not afraid of people. It flies over and falls to the side of Mo Fan. A pair of round eyes stare at Mo Fan, and I don’t know if Mofan is regarded as food.

"Give, eat some fresh meat." Mo Fan took a piece of dried meat from the space capsule and handed it to the little konjac.

The little konjac ate ​​this roast meat in one bite. If you want to open your mouth slowly, it is estimated that the piece of meat will directly become a group of burnt black.

The little konjac had no hostility towards Mo Fan, and Mo Fan was not interested in killing a young konjac. So he closed his eyes and practiced himself. The mutated little konjac jumped around and was obviously learning to fly. .

Its wings are weak and weak, and it takes several breaks and recovery to be able to have real flight capabilities.

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After the flame ended, Mo Fan immediately went to Xiao Yan Ji, and Xiao Yan Ji did not break out of the shell, and he did not eat enough.

Mo Fan is very helpless. He can only continue tomorrow. Fortunately, he has been burned for a whole day. Mo Fan has gotten used to it. He has been taken out of the crispy skin and has grown new and more resistant to burning. skin!

The mutated little konjac followed Mofan, followed very hard, rounded eyes with a bit of greed, and seemed to want to eat the flame mountain barbecue...

Waiting for another day, still midnight, Mo Fan sat on the stone, waiting quietly for the whole mountain to be swallowed up by the flames, and at this time the dust storm sorcerers came as scheduled, one by one to the holy place of fire.

The little konjac is also on the side, like Mo Fan, holding his head and looking at the beautiful scenery in the sky. It is estimated that this small mutated konjac is a powerful face to his companions. How are their uncles and aunts so weak? It’s been burned by these flames. Are these not particularly comfortable to bathe on?

Mo Fan once again threw Xiao Yan Ji into the holy place of fire. Mo Fan, who was seriously a child, tried to throw the little konjac into it. As a result, the konjac variation was mutated, but he could not bear the high temperature on the elemental holy land.

"It seems that Xiao Yan Ji is even higher." Mo Fan saw the little konjac flee and flew away, and hahaha laughed.

I thought that the little konjac was completely immune, and it seems that the real skyfire still has to become ashes.

"Hey! Hey!!"

Suddenly, Mo Fan heard the sound of the cracked fruit of the robbery, and Mo Fan was excited and excited.

At the beginning, the flame witch Jiang Feng was able to inject life into the fruit of the robbery before her own life. This made Xiao Yan Ji Jian healthy and healthy. At this time, I saw Xiao Yan Ji’s pure fire in this holy place of fire. The gradual release of life, the face also showed a few happy colors.

"Hurry up and recover!"

Yan Ji is the darling of the sky. There is only such a pulse in the world. How fertile and advent is it, and it will be extinct if it is not careful.

However, it is also the fragility of birth, which will have an unparalleled power after it grows up. Mo Fan is quite expecting at this time. How will Xiao Yanji, who is reborn in the fire, change? ?

“呤呤~~~~~~~~~”

Familiar with the crisp sound of the sound, the fruit of the robbery was finally completely broken, and a delicate figure wrapped in flames flew out from the inside.

She was as comfortable as a fish in the water, but the little guy didn't continue to enjoy it, but a small head hit Mofan's arms, and the little arm clung to Mo Fan.

Mo Fan himself was stunned, and it was too late to see what happened to Xiao Yanji, who was reborn in the fire. She completely sank into her arms. She missed herself more and was more reluctant to herself.

In fact, what really cares about her change is just this feeling, the heart that burns her chest but is not willing to let go.

"咚咚~~咚咚咚~~~~"

Mo Fan can feel the heartbeat of Xiao Yan Ji, that is also the mood of the heart summer!

"Let's go home!" Mo Fan glared at Xiao Yan Ji, and the whole person relaxed.

"嘤嘤嘤~~~~" Xiao Yan Ji swayed his head and muttered to Mofan:

This baby has to take this mountain! !