The ordinary fire rain technique only gathers more than ten fireballs.

The power is barely good among first-level magic.

Li Qingxuan's fire rain technique has hundreds of fireballs. Each fireball can melt rocks and blow out a deep pit.

Queyue hesitated for a moment, which caused hundreds of fireballs to come when they reacted.

A crisp sound of the wave.

He could withstand the foundation-building magic shield of ordinary first-level magic. Without even a moment of persistence, he was burned and destroyed by the high temperature of the fireballs.

At the critical moment.

Queyue's eyes were congested, and she vomited blood on the lotus plate under her feet, and her magic power was poured into it like money.

He is not good at fighting.

Therefore, if you buy this top-grade lotus magic weapon for a high price, it not only has a slow flight speed, but also can protect yourself at critical moments, which is a life-saving thing.

The lotus frisbee is stimulated by the essence and blood magic power, and the petals stretch out, emitting a dazzling pink light.

The next moment.

Boom ~

There was a loud noise in the sky, and countless flames rioted. Even on the ground dozens of meters away, you could feel the heat in the center of the flame.

Li Qingxuan did not hesitate at all: "Fire Dragon!"

The magic power was poured out.

"Hiss~"

A fire dragon, more than fifty meters long, condensed out of thin air, roared, and its fangs were ferocious, and it bit into the center of the sea of ​​fire in mid-air.

Queyue looked at the lotus magic weapon that was hit by the explosion and hit countless tiny cracks. Before she could be happy, a violent roar came from her ears.

He subconsciously looked at his feet, and then his pupils shrank.

"Is this his MA Fire Dragon Technique?"

Even the foundation-building monks activate the Fire Dragon Technique, it is at most more than 20 meters long, but the fire dragon in front of him is thick and long, like a wild monster, more than 50 meters long!

Queyue was scared to death.

He didn't care about counterattack at all. He just inputted the lotus magic weapon under his feet without money. He could repair the cracks on the lotus before the fire dragon bit him.

The next moment.

The infinite sea of ​​fire submerged him again.

Below, Li Qingxuan was not happy at all.

He sighed, slapped out several wind-control talismans, flew hundreds of meters in the air, took out a yellow flag, and aimed at the sea of ​​fire in front of him.

Xuantu Flag!

After so long recovery, the energy of a full-strength attack has been stored.

The light surged.

A huge rock about twelve feet condensed in the sky.

"Attached!"

The huge rock was about to shoot out.

Li Qingxuan pressed his palms on the stones.

A dark red flame immediately attached to the boulder, turning into a tail of flames that swayed and swayed, and then blasted into the sea of ​​fire with the boulder.

Almost at the same time.

"Hiss~"

Sweet in the air.

The originally unparalleled fire dragon actually roared and exploded.

"You actually made me use the hard-earned talisman treasure!"

Among the fragments of lotus flowers, the long hair of the moon was floating and flying, living up to the former temperament of an exiled immortal. He looked angry and turned into a sword, pointing at Li Qingxuan in a black robe.

The moment Li Qingxuan was accused of the incident, his heart almost stopped and his hair stood up.

He is now at a height of several hundred meters, moving slowly and unable to dodge!

Without any hesitation, he tore off the robe that was filled with death energy on his body and stimulated it.

The next moment.

A light that was hard to detect in the naked eye, spanning hundreds of meters in an instant, bursting through the top-grade magic robe and hitting the golden light cover on Li Qingxuan's body.

Kakka ~

The triple golden light shield is like a bubble, and it breaks with one poke.

It's almost like my head is about to be pierced.

Li Qingxuan's forehead leaped up with a blue vein, and the originally reserved killer move flying sword shot out.

A hundred steps flying sword!

Clam ~

The sound of metal attacks was full of sharp edges.

The top-grade magic weapon flying sword, half of the sword tip was directly damaged, turning into flying ashes and falling down. The top-grade magic weapon flying sword also fell like a broken iron, and was unable to hit the ground.

The light that came from the thrust also trembled.

The last trace of power was finally exhausted and stayed before Li Qingxuan's forehead.

It was actually a slight silver needle!

Queyue's mind was controlling the silver needle talisman treasure. Unexpectedly, Li Qingxuan directly gave up a top-grade magic robe, offsetting most of the silver needle's power, and also a top-grade magic weapon flying sword, avoiding his own killing move!

He was about to take back the silver needle talisman treasure and accumulate momentum again, but the sea of ​​fire in front of him was penetrated by a terrifying power.

Queyue looked up and saw a huge rock with a storm of dark red flames in her pupils, striking at him with destructive power...

Boom ~

A flame streaked through the air, hitting the ground like a meteorite, blowing up several meters of dust, causing slight shocks on the ground.

The next moment.

Valley rice

The silver needle floating in front of Li Qingxuan's forehead also dissipated, turning into a silver needle pattern talisman falling.

"Queyue is over!"

The Fu Bao is out of control, which means that the Lu Yue is in a bad state.

Li Qingxuan showed joy on his face, and put the talisman into the storage bag, allowing his body to fall.

Near the ground.

The breeze lifted it and removed the momentum of landing on him.

Li Qingxuan did not hesitate and rolled on the ground, and his body was stable, so he shot towards the direction of the boulder.

After the impact of the huge rock, it has turned into earth spiritual energy and dissipated, leaving only a large pit on the ground.

And the Que Yue, who was originally like a banished immortal, had now become a piece of meat paste stuck to the bottom of the pit...

At this time, more than twenty breaths had passed.

Li Qingxuan didn't bother to check whether Queyue's soul had died. He swept his spiritual sense and took the two storage bags at the bottom of the pit into his hand, and then his mind moved.

A ball of black mist in the lower layer of the air was triggered by invisible force and fell into the pit.

After doing all this, Li Qingxuan did not dare to delay any longer. He shot out at the retreat path he had thought of before and ran away in a panic.

Behind him.

In the pit, a sad roar suddenly came from the pit.

The black fog was formed by the explosion of the velvet on Li Qingxuan's body, and the top-grade velvet was a foundation-building relic that he practiced and smuggled while he was on his way to Linghu.

Those black fogs are not good things.

The battle ended for a long time.

Only in the market did a gloomy foundation-building fly out.

After looking at the battlefield for a while, he showed fear: "Seeing the remaining magic, it is indeed the two foundation building blocks fighting, and the two have a considerable difference in strength, and the battle ends very quickly."

"Luckily I didn't rush to come out to check the situation."

This shows that there may be some monks in the middle or even late stages of foundation building.

When the market built a foundation, after seeing the remaining black gas in the pit, he looked around with caution. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he took out the messaging token and sent the situation to the higher authorities.
To be continued...