"hateful!"

Grandpa Ye roared angrily, and the red tassel gun in his hand drew a flame gear. The gear became increasingly huge as it rolled, and it crashed into the Silver Ting Titan hard.

The Silver Ting Titan was tilted by the flame gears, and the wooden centipede python suddenly secreted a venom like tar, which was sticky and smooth.

The wooden centipede python entered a crazy state. It gave up a small part of its body and forced its torso out of the giant lightning sword.

Swinging his bloody waist, the wooden centipede python actually used its body to attract the fire around him.

The asphalt-shaped weird oil was quickly ignited. These weird oils had already rubbed against the wooden centipede python during the battle with the Silver Ting Titan just now. For a moment, a raging fire swallowed the Wood Ting Titan and the Silver Ting Titan. The spectacular flame oil ball even rolled in the mountains and forests!

The silver stone skin of the Silver Ting Titan was burned and cracked. The wooden centipede python itself is not a flame-resistant creature. It is even more flammable to a certain extent as a wood property.

The wooden centipede python burned the flames on itself, aggravated them, and then entangled the Silver Ting Titan tightly to prevent the Silver Ting Titan from breaking free.

Such a crazy move surprised Mo Fan.

If you can't beat it, burn oil and die together??

The Silver Ting Titan roared repeatedly, and it also could not have imagined that the wooden centipede would use such cruel means.

There is no doubt that the first death must be the wooden centipede python, but in this way, the Silver Ting Titan will be burned to a heavy destruction!

Mo Fan looked at the old lady wearing purple clothes. She was indifferent. Faced with the Mu Centipede's behavior of losing both sides, she even showed some appreciation. It seemed that she was very satisfied that a summoning beast that was not as good as the enemy used this method to exchange life with the strong.

"return."

Mo Fan suddenly opened the ancient demon sect and sent the Silver Ting Titan back to the Thousand Tribe Elf Tower.

The strange oil flames were still following closely, and when they arrived at the forbidden realm of the ancient demon sect, they were finally blocked. The Silver Ting Titan, whose body was burned to pieces, was extremely angry and unwilling to accept it.

As an ancient god of war, it hates such a vicious creature. Even if it dies with the wooden centipede python, it will never give in. But Mo Fan is a humane summoner.

Many summoning mages do not take the creatures summoned by the dimension seriously, but Mo Fan is different.

The summoning plane is a complete and real world, where life is also life. Since the two parties reached a consensus through contract, it is also considered their own temporary worker.

Temporary workers are also employees, and Mo Fan will not just quit and block the gun.

"Hahaha, you can't open the ancient demon sect in a short time, how can you compete with us?" The seventh grandma in dark green clothes suddenly burst into laughter.

Mo Fan calmly opened the door of his contract, and the raging fire shone his face red, reflecting his confident smile.

"Little Yan Ji, they like to use fire. Let's demonstrate to them what the real flame is." Mo Fan said.

The door of the contract opened, and countless fiery red maple leaves as big as palms swept out from it, instantly covering the entire mountain forest.

The fire maple leaves are as quiet as a blanket, but they are bright and beautiful at the beginning. As a flame witch with graceful figure and noble temperament step out of the contract space, the fiery red maple leaves all over the mountains burn violently!

The setting sun just ended and the darkness just came, but the goddess Yan Ji fell on this island like a rising sun in the sky. The rolling fire clouds and the flame leaves everywhere shone the shiny island more brightly than noon. The vast sky and the vast sea surface were once again dyed with the shiny light...

"Contract...Contract summoning?" Le Nan, Du Mei, Shu Xiaohua and others were all full of shock.

What they couldn't believe was that Mo Fan had never used the contract summoning so far.

The strength of the royal pattern Canglang made all of them subconsciously think that it was Mo Fan's contract beast. It was not until now that they called out Xiao Yan Ji that they suddenly realized!

This is his contract beast - Goddess of Yan Ji!

Controlling the strongest sky fire in the world, there are many elemental elf kings on the tower of the Thousand Clan Elf, one of which is the Fire Elf King. If you really want to compare it, the strength of the goddess Yan Ji is probably not far from the Fire Elf King. Such an extremely powerful holy spirit is a contract beast, and it does not need to be called through the Demon Sect, nor does it mean to appear in a temporary battle...

"Your wooden centipede python seems to like flames very much. Let my little Yan Ji help it." Mo Fan said with a smile.

After seeing the Silver Ting Titan returning to the ancient demon sect, the wooden centipede immediately stopped the overflow of weird oil and used the soil to extinguish the flames on its body.

It is impossible that there are no enemies and they keep burning themselves.

Mo Fan didn't plan to let it go so easily.

The goddess Yan Ji stretched out her slender hand and pointed gently at the flames that had not completely faded from the wooden centipede python.

In an instant, the maple leaves all over the mountains hovered. They danced in the air like butterflies, light and difficult to deal with, and surrounded the wooden centipede python.

“Hohuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~”

The fire broke out again, and the maple leaves radiated more hot flames, and were crazily devouring the body of the wooden centipede python.

The wooden centipede python just suffered from the torture of fire, but is now surrounded by the fiercer and more terrifying heavenly flames.

The screams resounded throughout Xiayu Villa, and the wooden python turned into a large ball of flames, rolled from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, and then flipped from the foot of the mountain to the valley.

There is a valley stream in the valley, where the water is extremely cold. The wooden centipede python usually lives in this cold and humid place. It wants to use these cold springs to extinguish the flames on its body. Who knows that the sky-level flames don’t care about such cold water at all.

The fire did not diminish, and the flames cracked and penetrated into its festering armor, and began to burn the organs inside its body.

Not long after, the flames filled its body, and the screams of the wooden centipede python could no longer be heard.

It began to curl up instinctively, curling up into a ball.

The flames eventually turned into a ball. Not long after the mountain stream dried up, I saw a charred wooden thread at the source, which was the corpse of the wooden centipede python. Its bones were also composed of thousands of years of ancient wood. After being burned to death, it was naturally no different from charcoal.

The eldest grandma's face was twitching slightly.

I thought the ruthlessness of the wooden centipede could squeeze the boy's sharp weapon, but who knew that he immediately summoned a stronger creature to burn the wooden centipede to death.
Chapter completed!