Mo Fan had changed his position, Leng Hu focused on avoiding but did not notice it.

So this time the angle from which the slurry fist burst out gave Leng Hu no room for dodging, because the slurry river was still there before.

Leng Hu was shocked when he saw this situation.

It is impossible to dodge to the right, it is obviously too late.

At all times of danger, Leng Hu rolled towards the location of the previous slurry river.

The rolling of the ground made the slurry, and the flames could be seen flying from time to time. The lava was probably difficult to cool within a few hours. In order to avoid the second slurry fist that burst out, Leng Hu had no choice but to roll into the river channel left by the first slurry fist river.

"Squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak sque

Even if it is strong and powerful, it feels bad to be scorched by extremely high temperatures. It is no different from the oil pan under the flesh!

Leng Hu shouted in pain. Any object falling into this slurry fist river will trigger a fire that is difficult to extinguish, which will cause the entire slurry river that was originally slowly cooling to set off fire immediately. It looks extremely spectacular, like a bone-transforming dragon reborn on the earth, and the holy fire is added!

Leng Hu thought that rolling on the original slurry marks would prevent the impact of the new wave of fist rivers. Who knew that the power of the slurry river left on the earth had not been reduced much!

The rain was evaporated rapidly.

There was only one slurry river before, but now two appeared, and intertwined by Leng Hu. In the ignited flame river, Leng Hu didn't even know where he should escape, and was repeatedly roasted between the two slurry rivers!

"This...this is fist mark."

The senior officers were already scared to death.

Not to mention the slurry that burst out like a light column, it is already exaggerated to just turn the fist marks into a slurry river that will not cool for a few hours!

If this punch hits the densely populated battlefield, I don’t know how many people will turn into ashes and directly divide the battlefield!

"Extremely cold, ice!"

Just as Lenghu was about to cook, the silver-white robe wizard finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He casts ice magic, and the silver-white robe on his body also seems to symbolize his identity as an ice magician.

The air temperature began to drop rapidly, and the rain fog that had been evaporated by the magma river turned into large pieces of ice, constantly falling down.

These two fist marks of Mo Fan actually transformed the rebel generals to the other end, forcing them to get close to them. Even if those high-level officers who cannot fly and do not have winged demon tools combined and cannot cross the slurry fist, it will not pose too much threat to Mo Fan.

The white leopard naturally needs to cool off the slurry river first.

Unfortunately, even if he is an extremely experienced ice-type super-level mage, he cannot erase the slurry fist marks in a short period of time.

This made the magician Bai Bao frown.

In terms of cultivation, the opponent's fire-type cultivation is not attained by the super-level full cultivation. Why does his ice-type magic have very little suppression on him?

At this cooling rate, the melted slurry will stay for at least half an hour.

In half an hour, the other party must have come to the front of Master Yutian!

...

In desperation, the magician Bai Bao could only pull out his younger brother Leng Hu first.

Seeing this guy's whole body was burned and smelly, his face became even more ugly.

Leng Hu's strength could not stop the opponent. This time the Federation really sent a strong enemy to the scene and took advantage of the attack of the Eagle Horse Cavalry Corps to break their back camp.

"Big...Brother, why can't my invincible bones defend against his flames?" Leng Hu looked a little miserable.

Now he was afraid to let him jump around in front of Mo Fan.

In the past, even when facing super-level magicians, their elemental destruction skills were difficult to break through the solid equipment, but this time he just rolled on the fist marks a few times and was almost burned to a disabled person.

How could such a domineering flame?

"Is the Heavenly Fire?"

The magician Bai Bao finally realized something, and his eyes were staring at the difficult-to-cool slurry.

The lengthy fist marks did reach the scale of a river. Although they are a small figure compared to the Rehe hundreds of meters wide, they are just traces of the opponent's fist force. What is the difference between such an exaggerated effect and the demon god?

"Sky-level fire!!!"

Leng Hu suddenly realized, but this call almost made a large piece of burnt skin on his face, which hurt so much that he didn't dare to speak anymore!

"If there is heavenly fire, your strength is nothing to be put in front of others. I have told you many times that magic practice cannot be too single. You are fully committed to this rock bone magic. Even if you realize the transcendent power, your chances of victory are still very low when encountering this heavenly fire-level strongman." Bai Bao scolded the magician.

"Brother, you specialize in one department and get out of your own fighting style. Didn't you teach me? Humph, I think this kid has only had these two tricks and no other skills. Brother, you are a person with ice-type transcendent power and a top level of the third level of the super-level ice-type ice-type, so there is no need to be afraid of him!!" Leng Hu said.

The magician Bai Bao shook his head.

"My ice system has never reached the level of the sky. Originally, ice overcomes fire, and with such heavy rains, rivers, and swamp environments, it is difficult to exert fire. However, in front of the sky flame, these factors can be ignored." The magician Bai Bao whispered.

"Why is this?" Leng Hu said in confusion.

"Just like a slurry, it can flow in the sea water. That's because the temperature of the slurry is high enough that even the cold water at the bottom of the sea is difficult to cool. The sky-type flame is a slurry. Unless there is also ice or water of the same level, there is no suppression." The magician Bai Bao said seriously.

As an ice magician whose cultivation has reached the third level of the super level, seeing a person with the first level of the fire system that has the fire of the heavenly species, Bai Bao, the magician, is actually more afraid of the intention and fear...

It's jealousy!

It is a heavenly level, and it is hard to find.

If a person like him who has entered the super level early and has realized his transcendent power, if he has a heaven-level ice species, he will definitely be respected in South America.

Unfortunately, he has never obtained it!

The path of the brown regime was due to the grudge a year ago between the ice-type sky race and a leader of the federal government.

"Brother, can't you deal with him?" Leng Hu said in surprise.

The magician Bai Bao laughed.

"The Heavenly Seed is strong, but his cultivation is two levels lower than me, and he does not have the fire-type transcendent power. How could he be my opponent?" The magician Bai Bao said coldly and arrogantly.

"Then you kill him soon." Leng Hu couldn't wait.

"Don't worry, aren't there any masters under the Heavenly Master? It's clear that they are going to be for the Heavenly Master. Why should I rush to spend my energy? Let the people under my hands grind him first." The magician Bai Bao looked scheming and conjecture.
Chapter completed!