Mo Xingchen was suffocating in his heart, but he also knew that continuing like this was not the answer. He was just waiting for Brahma Tianluo to save people. At this moment, he stopped and glanced at Brahma Tianluo, and saw Brahma Tianluo smiling at him. Mo Xingchen felt relieved. It seemed that the person was there.
He had been rescued, and he couldn't help but get excited again. He didn't expect that his father would be rescued in this accident. Thinking of this, he couldn't wait to finish the game immediately so he could go see his father. He didn't know he had suffered so many years.
, how is dad?
"Since you want to see the strange fire so much, let me let you see it!" Mo Xingchen's breath trembled, and he opened his hand, and a golden-white flame appeared in his hand. The air around him suddenly became distorted, and the temperature
It's rising steadily.
"The strange fire, it's actually a strange fire!" Another exclamation came from the audience.
"Great, I thought Beiming City was going to lose, but luckily I still have a trump card!" The people here in Beiming City seemed to be relieved.
"The strange fire of heaven and earth! To be able to obtain such a rare treasure, this boy is really very lucky."
"It's over, will the young master lose?" The people of the Moyin Sect began to worry.
"Fart, how could the young master lose?"...
There were a lot of discussions and noises on the court. Obviously, the appearance of Mo Xingchen's strange fire made the game more suspenseful.
Mo Qianye stepped back a few feet and frowned slightly. He felt that the temperature of the White Flame King this time seemed to be higher than the previous time. He was surprised. He was injured last time and did not have a head-on collision with the strange fire. But at that time, he
I feel that the strength of the strange fire is not higher than him, so even though Mo Xingchen has the strange fire this time, he is not too worried.
But seeing how White Flame King made him feel a little stronger this time, it made him think that Mo Xingchen and Brahma Tianluo must have had some adventures in the past three months, or that there might be something strange in the refining of He Bo's crystal soul.
One benefit of fire.
Thinking of He Bo's nine-star crystal soul, the corner of Mo Qianye's mouth twitched and his eyes were fierce. Under the firelight, he looked a bit ferocious. It made him feel violent in his heart, and he wanted to hit Mo Xingchen hard to stop him from thinking that he had it.
The strange fire can defeat him, the young master of the Demonic Shadow Sect.
Mo Xingchen waved his arm, and the White Flame King intelligently transformed into a long fire dragon that coiled around his arm, and directed a low roar at Mo Qianye opposite.
Mo Qianye snorted coldly, and a pair of fair and slender beautiful palms suddenly drew a circle in front of him. This circle was not an earthy yellow circle of light, but a circle of light formed by black mist, and an evil aura emanated from it.
This was Mo Qianye's first official use of the Dark Demonic Technique. Brahma Tianluo on the podium clenched her fists nervously. From such a distance, she could feel Mo Qianye's breath tightening due to the formation of the black mist.
Rising high.
Soon, his aura was on the same level as Mo Xingchen, who had the White Flame King.
"This guy's evil magic is really powerful. Let me know him first!" The cold snort of the White Flame King rang in Mo Xingchen's mind. After speaking, the fire dragon soared towards Mo Qianye's black mist like a living creature.
go.
The dragon's mouth opened wide, and a ball of intense golden-white flames with a heart-stopping temperature sprayed out against the black mist.
Mo Qianye's whole body was covered in earth-yellow armor. He pushed forward with both hands, and the black mist circle greeted the White Flame King without hesitation.
The sound of "squeaking" suddenly resounded throughout the audience, making everyone feel too harsh.