Drought Demon, a spirit in fire, is almost invincible in the fire domain. Thousands of years ago, when the alien crystal was formed, it was derived. At that time, more than a dozen martial sects broke in and were forced to retreat by it alone. Half of them died, and the remaining half fled in panic, never daring to come to the Fire Realm again.

Even with Old Fen’s assurance, Feng Hao couldn’t help but feel his heart tremble when he looked at the two-foot-tall monster with purple flames all over his body.

　"His!..."

The Drought Demon opened its big mouth full of fangs and let out a deafening roar. The sound was rolling, and the surrounding flames were even louder. It was rolling, and against its tall body, it looked extremely terrifying, like a devil from hell.

At the same time, the Thousand Miles of Flame Mountain changed due to its roar. Fire dragons rose up one after another, soaring into the sky. The fire in the fire domain expanded rapidly, destroying those The warriors who were very close to each other were swallowed up directly.

"What's going on?"

The people on the periphery seemed to hear the roar of the Drought Demon, and suddenly everyone looked into the depths of the Flame Mountain in fear.

People nearby have naturally heard rumors that the spirit spawned from the Flame Mountain, and every time it gets angry, the scope of the Flame Mountain will be expanded.

But this time, it seems to be even more ferocious!

Seeing the flames that were constantly churning in front of them, everyone's expressions became solemn.

"Did someone violate it again?!"

Thinking of this, the crowd around them couldn't help but retreat, and they retreated for more than ten miles before stopping.

Looking at the fire dragon churning on the sea of ​​​​fire, they were even talking about it.

"Oops!"

Although they were far away, Qingwu also felt the changes in the surrounding temperature. Looking at the red sky from a distance, she His thin eyebrows also frowned slightly.

"Although he can have the secret skill of fire prevention, with his level as a great martial artist, how can he be the opponent of Han Ba, who has the peak strength of Wu Zong?"

Although he has this skill Worried, but her figure did not move at all, she just whispered, "Could it be that...he still has some means to deal with the drought demon?"

　...

　Fire intensity Torrentially, like the ups and downs of the vast sea, Feng Hao was directly thrown away by this thrust, floating in the air, suffocated by the red and purple flames around him. Even with the ice attribute Wu Yuan to protect his body, he felt that It was about to burst, every inch of his skin was red, and heat was visible to the naked eye from every pore.

　“His!..."

The Han Demon took a step forward with its big feet, fell heavily, raised its head, opened its mouth, and a giant purple flame dragon poured out from its terrifying mouth, straight towards Feng Hao.

　“Crack! "

Looking at the purple dragon coming straight towards him, Feng Hao twitched the corner of his mouth and accelerated the absorption of Wu Jing's energy. Wu Yuan sprayed out and fell violently towards the ground.

　“Ahem! ..."

The rapid friction with the surrounding flames made Feng Hao's body feel as if it was on fire. His heart felt tight, and a few mouthfuls of blood spurted out directly, which was the exit. Then the flames burned directly into nothingness.

“Master! "

I exclaimed secretly in my heart.

"Leave it to me! ”

The old voice was full of caution, and just after the words fell, a majestic breath as strong as the vast sea overflowed, wrapping Feng Hao's body in it, majestic The aura caused the surrounding flames to appear as an isolated area, unable to get close to his body.

His body, under Han Bao’s humanistic and doubtful eyes, slowly floated up, and he was like He is like a god, with a pair of dark and deep eyes without boundaries, and a majestic momentum that shakes the heaven and the earth.

"Hiss! ..."

The Drought Demon felt the threat and let out a shrill roar, causing the flames around it to gather even more. The rich flames seemed to have melted into liquid. In this flame, , forming a lava-like existence.

Seeing its performance, a cold sarcasm appeared on the corner of Feng Hao's mouth, and an arm slowly stretched out.

　“Hiss! ..."

" The drought demon within the magma suddenly started struggling crazily. In its purple-black eyes, it revealed deep fear. It opened its terrifying Its terrifying mouth spat out purple fire desperately, and the magma surged, but its body was still slowly peeled off from the magma as if it was caught by an inexplicable hand.

The shrill roar of the Drought Demon spread far away, and the crowds far outside the Flame Mountain also heard it. Looking at the crazy flames in the Flame Mountain, everyone's emotions trembled with its roar. .

　“It’s screaming? "

"Who went in? "

"This is impossible, unless Wu Zun takes action! ”

Various voices spread wildly from the crowd. Everyone was almost certain that someone was plotting against the Alien Crystal, and they were already fighting with the Drought Demon, and it seemed that they were still fighting. Gained the upper hand.

After guessing, everyone was filled with emotion. All pairs of eyes were watching the changes in the sea of ​​fire, expecting the unknown Martial Lord to appear.

Faintly, Hanba's sad howl reached Qingwu's ears, and her slightly frowned brows slowly unfolded.

"She is indeed a very capable person!"

A cold smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her charming eyes shone with light.

　...

　"His!..."

No matter how hard the drought demon struggled, its huge body still fell out of the magma. It was stripped out, and in the void, it was still struggling crazily, and its howling was even more shrill.

"Hmph!"

A cold hum came out of Feng Hao's mouth, and his outstretched palms clenched slightly, and veins appeared, as if, This movement of making a fist is very laborious.

Then, Hanba, who was floating not far away from him, started to move even more crazy. His body seemed to be held by a large palm, and his body kept making crisp noises, and was slowly slowing down. Slowly shrinking, balls of purple magma scattered from his body.

"Break it for me!"

With the cold voice, Feng Hao's hand clenched tightly.

"His!..."

"Pfft!"

In a shrill howl, Hanba's huge body was directly hit Crush it into pieces and scatter into raindrops of magma that fall into the sea of ​​fire. Only a purple-red round bead is left floating in the air.

With a slight wave, the purple-red beads flew towards Feng Hao and held them in his hand.

"It's okay, just barely. I'm going to find a good piece of iron and make a medium-grade spiritual weapon. There's no problem."

Mr. Fen's old voice Passed out.

"The next step is up to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the vast sea of ​​energy surging around Feng Hao was immediately drowned. Without this energy, Without support, his body fell directly, and the fall was miserable.