Martial Inverse

Drought, the monster in the fire, is almost invincible in the fire domain. Thousands of years ago, when the foreign crystal was formed, it was derived. At that time, more than a dozen Wu Zong broke in and were forced back by it alone. Half of the people fell, and the remaining half fled in panic, never daring to venture into the fire zone again.

Even with Fen Lao's guarantee, Feng Hao couldn't help but tremble when he saw the two-foot-tall monster covered in purple flames.

"hiss!"

The Hanba opened its big mouth full of fangs and let out a deafening roar. The sound wave rolled, and the surrounding flames rolled even more. Against its tall body, it looked extremely terrifying, like a hell demon.

At the same time, the Thousand Miles Flame Mountain changed even more because of its roar, one after another fire dragons soared up into the sky, and the flames in the fire area increased rapidly, killing those warriors who were close to each other. It was swallowed directly.

"what happened?"

The faint peripheral people seemed to have heard Hanba's roar, and all of them looked into the depths of the Flame Mountain in horror.

People who are close to the ground have naturally heard rumors that there are spirits spawned from the Flame Mountain, and every time it gets angry, the range of the Flame Mountain will expand.

But this time, it seemed to be even more fierce!

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

"Did someone break it again?!"

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

Seeing the fire dragon churning endlessly above the sea of ​​flames, they talked even more.

"Oops!"

Although it was far away, Qingwu also felt the change in the surrounding temperature, looking at the red sky from a distance, her slender eyebrows also slightly frowned.

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

Although she was worried about this, her figure did not move at all, she just murmured, "Does he still have the means to deal with Hanba?"

The fire was surging, like the undulating sea, Feng Hao was directly thrown away by this thrust, floating in the air, being suffocated by the red and purple flames around him, even with the ice attribute Wuyuan body shield, he still felt His body was about to split open, every inch of his skin was flushed red, and every pore of his body was emitting heat visible to the naked eye.

"hiss!"

Hanba took a step forward with his big feet, lowered his head heavily, raised his head, opened his mouth, and a mouthful of purple flame dragon gushed out from its terrifying mouth, heading straight towards Fenghao.

"Crack!"

Seeing the big purple dragon coming straight, the corners of Feng Hao's mouth twitched, and he accelerated the absorption of Wu Jing's energy, Wu Yuan sprayed out and fell towards the ground violently.

"Ahem!"

The rapid friction with the surrounding flames made Feng Hao's body feel like it was on fire, his heart was stuffy, and a few mouthfuls of blood spewed out directly, which was the exit, and was directly burned into nothingness by the flames.

"Master!"

In the bottom of my heart, I cried out.

"Leave it to me!"

The old voice was full of prudence, and it was only when the words fell that a majestic aura as strong as the vast sea overflowed, wrapping Feng Hao's body in it, and the majestic aura made the surrounding flames appear In an isolated area, he couldn't get close to him at all.

His body, under Hanba's humanized and doubtful eyes, slowly floated up. He was like a god, with a pair of dark and deep eyes without boundaries, and a majestic aura that shook the heavens and the earth.

"hiss!"

Sensing the threat, Hanba let out a mournful roar, causing the flames around it to gather even more. The dense flames seemed to be liquefied, forming a magma-like existence in the flames.

Seeing its performance, there was a touch of indifferent sarcasm at the corner of Feng Hao's mouth, and an arm slowly stretched out.

"hiss!"

The Hanba that existed within the magma suddenly struggled crazily, deep fear was revealed in its pair of purple-black eyes, it opened its terrifying mouth, and desperately spewed purple fire, and the magma burst into the air. Majestic, but its body, as if being grabbed by an inexplicable palm, was slowly peeled off from the magma.

The mournful roar of the Hanba spread far away, and the crowd far outside the Flame Mountain also heard it. Looking at the wildly surging flames in the Flame Mountain, everyone's heart trembled with its roar.

"It's screaming?"

"Who the hell got in?"

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

All kinds of voices spread crazily from the crowd, and everyone was almost sure that someone was planning to use a different crystal, and they had already fought with Hanba, and seemed to have the upper hand.

After guessing, everyone was deeply moved, their eyes were watching the changes in the sea of ​​fire, and they were all looking forward to the appearance of the unknown Wu Zun.

Faintly, Han Yan's mournful howl reached Qing Wu's ears, her slightly frowning brows slowly unfolded.

"Sure enough, he is a very capable person!"

At the corner of her mouth, there was an indifferent smile, and a pair of charming eyes shone brightly.

"hiss!"

No matter how much the Hanba struggled, its huge body was still stripped from the magma. In the void, it was still struggling crazily, and howling in its mouth was even more horrific.

"snort!"

A cold snort came out of Feng Hao's mouth, and his outstretched palm was clenched slightly, with blue veins appearing, as if the movement of making a fist was very strenuous.

Then, Hanba, who was floating not far away from him, moved even more crazily. His body seemed to be grasped by a large palm, and his body was making crisp sounds, and he was slowly shrinking, clusters of purple Magma scattered from his body.

"Crush me!"

With the icy voice, Feng Hao's palm was clenched tightly.

"hiss!"

"Pfft!"

With a shrill howl, Han Yan's huge body was directly crushed, scattered into magma raindrops and sprinkled into the sea of ​​flames, leaving only a purple-red round bead floating there in mid-air.

With a slight wave, the purple bead flew towards Feng Hao, holding it in his hand.

"It's okay, barely, I'm looking for a piece of good iron, and it's no problem to make a middle-grade spiritual weapon."

Fen Lao's old voice came out.

"The rest is up to you!"

As soon as the words fell, the vast sea energy surging around Feng Hao immediately sank down. Without the support of this energy, his body fell directly, and the one he fell was miserable.

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