The king looked at the water and mountains that were no longer growing suddenly, and spoke slowly, then raised his hand lightly, and used the wind blades, like a knife to peel the bark of a tree, slowly and slowly peeling away from the outside inward.
The fine water droplets peeled off like ice particles and did not fall to the ground, but were still hanging in the air.
The mountains of water are rapidly decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the late Mahayana period, his vision was like a torch. When An Qingli used space to actively attack, he could determine where the space was.
In the center of the water mountain is the mustard space.
But An Qingli couldn't control space movement, which would only expose him faster.
"If you give up resistance, there may be a way to survive."
The queen held the glass lamp and spoke with a benevolent look on her face. It seemed that she cherished the treasure and did not want to destroy the high-level space magic weapon.
On the wick of the glazed lamp, a small purple flame kept jumping and could turn into a sea of purple fire at any time, burning the smaller water mountain and the trapped mustard space into ashes.
Of course, it may be a little time-consuming and laborious to burn mustard seeds in space.
But the queen was convinced that the space magic weapon could not block the power of the glass lamp.
Moreover, the space magic weapon does not move very fast. Once it is exposed to the purple glazed fire, there is nothing to hide from it.
Three Mahayana realms where victory is guaranteed.
"Green fence!"
"Owner!"
The little ones were all worried.
The water mountain was peeled off again, and those poisonous elixirs were also peeled off accurately, and not one of them was hurt by the wind blade, which shows that the Mahayana realm has mastery in controlling spiritual power.
Within a dozen breaths, the water mountain was reduced to a spherical shape about half a meter high.
"You still don't want to surrender?"
The queen pointed her fingertips at the glass cup and injected some spiritual power. A small purple flame on the glass cup instantly grew to a height of about one foot.
When the time comes, as long as the queen moves her fingers again, the foot-high flame will instantly turn into a fire snake several feet long, swallowing up the small ball of water and the mustard space.
"drop?"
An Qingli frowned. She also wanted to thank the two Mahayana realms in front of her for looking down on her and helping her clear away so much condensation water that was in the way.
Success or failure depends on this.
"Owner!"
The smelting fire was ordered to split into two parts, ready to help its master out of trouble at any time.
It can be said that it has devoured many high-level magic weapons with its master over the years. In order to forge immortal weapons for Mu Sheng and the sect, it has even devoured more than twenty spiritual treasures. Its strength is certainly not what it used to be.
I remember that when I was in Fengyu Secret Realm, I could heat up the master's magical weapon.
It has progressed by leaps and bounds over the past hundred years, and the scorching heat is of course unparalleled.
Although the shell of the Ruyi Red Flame Sword protects it from being invaded by ordinary water, it also limits its performance to a certain extent.
Now is the time for it to show its talents when faced with danger.
"Master, break out up or down?" Smelting Fire asked with blazing arrogance.
An Qingli lowered his eyes and said: "There is a Mahayana realm above, down there. Down there is fairy grass, the opponent will throw a rat weapon, and down there is..."
An Qingli raised his lips.
"Okay!"
Half of the smelting fire was instantly several times greater.
The queen couldn't wait for the other party to apologize, and frowned almost invisible.
The king of the country also squinted his eyes, and the black air on his face became a little heavier without realizing it.
The grass demon on the side kept watching, but did not dare to say a word to remind him.
It is the essence that is thought to be able to detoxify hundreds of poisons, but it cannot detoxify the poison in the body of the country. The poison is so powerful!
Then will it really die to apologize and be made into pills?
The queen didn't notice the king's poisonous aura deepening, she only focused on the small ball of water, with a hint of murderous intent on her face.
However, An Qingli also showed determination.
The wind blade suddenly stopped, and the king's black lips moved, probably to give an order to kill him.
But An Qingli's thoughts moved again and he took the initiative again.
This time it's not water, but fire.
The raging fire enveloped the mustard space and went downwards in an instant.
I saw a ball of red light appearing, and wherever it passed, water vapor was steaming and it was extremely hot.
This is the heat that can burn immortal magic weapons.
Even the queen in the middle stage of the Mahayana was burned by the heat and immediately moved away, hoping that the king would take action.
The Fire Spirit Realm is already not low, even if it is only half the speed, it is still in the Tribulation Realm.
The king took action brazenly, imprisoning the surrounding area, and at the same time, a hurricane appeared, intercepting it from bottom to top.
If the trapped air flow is compared to a ball of mud, the sudden hurricane is like a loach passing through it.
The speed of the fire spirit was hindered, and it was also torn apart by the hurricane.
Countless sparks flew everywhere.
That mustard seed space may be hidden in one of the small sparks.
Which Martian is it?
The king concentrated again, locked up the surrounding areas, and expanded the area of confinement. He also used his consciousness, opened his eyes wide, and surveyed the situation within a few miles.
Water vapor is rising all over the sky.
They were blocked by the immortal barrier and gathered high in the sky for a while without dispersing.
However, there is too much water vapor.
The entire barrier was filled with mist and scorching heat.
"It's so hot! What a powerful strange fire!"
The grass demon in the Tribulation Realm could not bear the heat, so it instantly transformed into its own body and was carried into the sleeve of the king.
However, at the next moment, the leader of the country, whose mental power was suddenly depleted, spat out a mouthful of black blood. His body was as stable as a mountain, and it was difficult to mobilize the spiritual power in his body.
"Very good!"
A few little ones jumped for joy, and the little fire man made the king unable to succeed.
The ruler's restraint on the surrounding areas suddenly weakened.
An Qingli no longer hesitated and immediately controlled the mustard space to rush downward.
"It turns out to be here!"
The king finally discovered the tiny thing that was moving, but was unable to take action. However, the queen also found clues.
In just an instant, purple flames suddenly arrived.
The mustard seed space is more eye-catching in the purple flame, just a small light of different colors.
But in the small mustard space, the creatures on the vast land were extremely frightened.
It's going to melt!
It’s about to melt!
The temperature of the purple flame is not high, but it is more terrifying than the high temperature of the smelting fire. It can gradually melt magic weapons and immortal weapons!
Successfully trapping the opponent's spatial magic weapon, the Queen was both happy and very disappointed.
"Owner!"
Only half of the smelting fire was left, and he called out weakly, asking for orders to fight again.
An Qingli didn't have time to reply, but with another thought in his mind, a ninth-level bursting talisman suddenly emerged from the space and was thrown downwards.
The confinement of the king is weakened, and the explosive talisman is falling extremely fast.
The mustard space is attached to the explosion symbol.
Purple flames have no effect on talismans.
The queen's eyes flashed: "Still stubbornly resisting!"
Before he finished speaking, he flicked his finger and a strong wind sent the explosive talisman upwards.
"hateful!"
Bingfeng was anxious, seeing that the Mustard Seed space was only one foot above the ground, and was easily sent high into the sky by the Queen.
Fall short of success and all previous efforts are wasted.
The purple flame still follows him like a shadow.
If it continues to bake, the mustard space will be destroyed!
"Since purple fire is useless against talismans!"
An Qingli thought again, and thousands of talismans came out of the space. First, they were densely packed, completely blocking the view of the Mahayana realm, and then they shot out in all directions like arrows.