Under the gaze of the intermediate saint-level fighting spirit, Qin Yichen did not dare to move easily, but looking at the three-leaf fire lotus not far away, he was unwilling to give up so easily.

With his strength, there is no problem in contending with a Saint-level junior strongman, but in this environment, it is obviously not an easy task to contend with a Saint-level intermediate fighting spirit who is as comfortable as a fish in water.

Moreover, Qin Yichen was a little worried, wondering if this fighting spirit would find that the token in his hand was no longer what it used to be, and the idea in it had completely disappeared.

"Damn it!"

Sweat continued to ooze from Qin Yichen's forehead, and he had been deep into the magma for quite some time. The feeling of heat was constantly seeping through the isolation of his mental power.

"Senior, isn't this what you said is not easy? Isn't this too difficult?"

Qin Yichen let out a long sigh in his heart, and his fists became tighter and tighter. There was a look of madness in his eyes.

"Wow!"

In front of Qin Yichen, the saint-level war spirit blocking his way seemed to sense something strange about him. Around him, pillars of magma kept surging, as if to warn Qin Yichen not to mess around.

"This should be a test deliberately given to me by that senior, right?"

Looking at the evil holy battle spirit, Qin Yichen took a long breath and his expression gradually became serious.

"Bang!"

The next moment, Qin Yichen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stamped his right foot fiercely. The magma below suddenly surged out, and his figure was as fast as lightning, shooting at the holy-level intermediate fighting spirit.

And go.

"boom!"

The moment Qin Yichen took action, the violence in the war spirit's eyes became even more intense. With a wave of his arm, two huge magma pillars, like giant pythons, hit Qin Yichen's head.

Qin Yichen was obviously prepared for this kind of attack. He suddenly rushed out to the side and dodged the two attacks.

"Wow!"

Two violent jets of magma shot hard into Qin Yichen's back. Suddenly, a muffled sound rang out, and the magma lake behind him seemed to be boiling, surging crazily.

Although Qin Yichen escaped the two attacks, he was still shaken by the fiery and violent storm.

Qin Yichen had no time to deal with the heat and poison that had eroded into his body. His body had already been shot out quickly by the thrust.

In just one breath, his figure had already appeared above the head of the fighting spirit.

"Just stop it for a moment!"

At this time, Qin Yichen could already see the three-leaf fire lotus very close to him. As long as he gave him a moment of effort, he could take it away!

"The power of killing demons, the eighth level of power!"

With a low cry, Qin Yichen's right fist suddenly struck the fighting spirit below. Under this punch, the magma within several feet was squeezed away, and Qin Yichen's other

One hand has already grabbed the three-leaf fire lotus.

"Crack!"

However, just when Qin Yichen's palm was about to catch the three-leaf fire lotus, a red palm was one step ahead of him, blocking the way.

Seeing this scene, Qin Yichen's expression changed slightly. With Qin Yichen's current strength, even a saint-level expert had to treat it with caution.

The blocking effect has not worked!

"Bang!"

The next moment, a stream of red magma slammed into Qin Yichen's abdomen, and a huge force instantly threw him away. Even with the protection of the Ten Thousand Dao Divine Armor, the violent heat and poison that eroded in was enough to make Qin Yichen fly away.

Qin Yichen's face turned pale.

"Whoosh!"

What surprised the war spirit was that after being thrown several feet away, Qin Yichen paused, stepped down, and was shot out again.

It was as if the magma, which was enough to crush a Saint-level junior powerhouse, did not cause him fatal injuries at all.

"Bang!"

Although Qin Yichen's courage is commendable, the strength of the holy-level intermediate fighting spirit is there. No matter what moves Qin Yichen uses, it is easily resolved by it, and then his body is thrown away again.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

In this constant setback, Qin Yichen not only did not retreat despite the difficulties, but became more and more courageous as he fought. He did not care about his physical condition and attacked again and again.

However, despite so many impacts, the figure of the saint-level war spirit never moved even half an inch. However, under this entanglement, the violent color in its red eyes became more and more intense.

"Buzz..."

Looking at Qin Yichen, who was rushing towards him again like Xiao Qiang, the eyes of the fighting spirit were filled with ferocity. He stared closely at Qin Yichen who was shooting towards him, and in his palm, a

A crimson flame rose up.

The temperature in the flame was more terrifying than those red flames, and the space around his palm was baked and twisted by the terrifying high temperature.

However, Qin Yichen seemed not to notice this, and he shot towards the fighting spirit as usual.

Looking at Qin Yichen who was getting closer and closer, the face of the fighting spirit became more and more ferocious. The next moment, it raised its arm and suddenly shot out its palm.

"Bang!"

As he slapped his palm, crimson flames suddenly roared out. As the flames squirmed, they turned into a giant flame python, and the magma around it was forced to retreat.

The giant python's eyes were fixed on Qin Yichen, and it neighed from its mouth. The sharp sound waves continued to echo in the magma lake, which was extremely harsh.

As the sound waves sounded, the figures lurking in the surrounding magma quickly retreated away, as if they were afraid of being affected.

As the sound waves rang out, the giant python made of extremely hot flames, with enough temperature to evaporate the magma, struck at Qin Yichen.

Looking at the giant python that suddenly appeared, Qin Yichen's face not only showed no trace of panic, but instead, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Qin Yichen's expression, the fighting spirit behind the giant python frowned. For some reason, a hint of uneasiness rose in its heart.

"Whoosh!"

Under the gaze of the war spirit, Qin Yichen actually raised a wordless token with his palm and suppressed it towards the giant python. On top of the token, there was a faint red light flickering.

, a strange fluctuation rippled out.

Feeling this wave of fluctuations, a strong look of awe appeared in the eyes of the saint-level intermediate war spirit. With a low roar from its mouth, the giant python that was about to swallow Qin Yichen suddenly exploded and turned into a monster.
Chapter completed!