Drawing cards can't save the weird world

The Lord of Molten Fire is the real silver after all, and the gods represented by the world's original fire element may be much stronger than those gods that exist in the myths of various countries.

And now in their territory - the Flame Realm, this kind of power is already so powerful that it cannot be described!

Existences with super high perception and spiritual vision like Zhao Hao, Sykes, and the supernatural beings suddenly felt as if their bodies were burning. There is really burning on the body surface!

After all, the person with a sense of transcendence is a bronze star, and his strength is relatively weak, so he fell into chaos, screaming and rolling all over the ground. The skin is full of burns and blisters!

But everyone can't take care of him anymore, because the others are not much better.

Most people feel as if there is a mountain pressing down on their heads, making them unable to stand still, as if they are about to bow their heads and kneel on the ground, their mouths and noses are burning as if they are on fire, and their psychic energy begins to be consumed inexplicably .

For example, the Great Monk Zhidian, Father Dewa, Guardian Knight Kai Luo and Tai Chi Yuan Hua, their own defense abilities have all started to function involuntarily.

What golden bell, holy light, dou qi, and taiji diagram are resisting waves of endless coercion.

And the military gunman, beret, Ciro, Sam, Pastor Fetterman and others couldn't stand up anymore, their faces were dark red and they were hot and they were about to fall to the ground.

At this moment, Uncle Tie and Mrs. Dongmei who were outside the molten iron hall began to get busy.

Uncle Tie lit a purple silk script, which was made of spiritual silk after several years. Just this silk book is worth several million knives, and there is no market for it, and it is impossible to buy it.

This silk book was obtained after Uncle Tie was promoted to bronze two years ago, at a huge cost from the Song Dynasty. This thing is something from the royal old Zhao family.

And the prayer written on the silk script with psychic gold powder is the "Prayer to the Southern Bingding Huode Xingjun", and there is a big seal of the Taoist scriptures on it.

The spirit frame prayer burns and turns into blue smoke, keeps rising, and gradually disappears to the sea of ​​spiritual energy...

Why did Liu Bowen kill the Dragon Jue Ling Qi in the first place? The current statement is no longer credible.

But since then, those ancient innate gods have become silent and no longer interfere in the human world.

Otherwise, today you, the Nine Heavens Xuannv, should help the demon star, and the day after tomorrow, my inanimate mother will come down to save the world, there will be no good!

But ever since Liu Bowen slashed the dragon, after the third Jedi Tiantong, those high-ranking gods have gradually disappeared.

Later gods, immortals, or the images of conceptual gods in the sea of ​​psychic energy, no longer have independent consciousness.

Either mortals have achieved success in cultivation, achieved Taoism and become immortals, and achieved something in the sea of ​​psionic energy or the land of the underworld. Self-constructed god system!

Of course, the silence of psionic energy became more and more serious, and the extraordinary people of later generations began to decrease significantly, and such things as becoming immortals and attaining the Tao gradually disappeared.

Later, later is the age of mortals!

And the Huode Xingjun that Uncle Tie prayed to is not a certain god, but a conceptual god worshiped by people in all oriental cultures in the spiritual energy sea.

According to the records of "The Story of the Jade Box", this is a sacrifice to turn bad luck into good fortune and to drive away evil spirits.

And Uncle Tie took advantage of Huode Xingjun's mastery of fire, and based on the Fengshui formation, forcibly suppressed the might of the Molten Fire Lord!

Cooperate with the surrounding Five Immortals and Five Elements Fixed Element Formation, Rune Rune Sealing Formation, Holy Light Gate Formation with the Holy Grail as the core...

Uncle Tie and the others are going to forcibly kill the Molten Lord!

This is like lowering the ceiling of the room, forcing the Molten Lord to straighten his back and lift his head.

Although they didn't participate in the frontal battle, they contained most of the Molten Lord's fighting power from the side!

Lord of Molten Fire: Really!

At this time, the temperature in the flame world began to drop and became milder. The unchecked spread of erosion also stopped, and even began to shrink its range.

And it's not over yet!

In the Rocky Mountains of the Inner World, Director Bai Fatty and Colt of the Mystery Bureau, who observed the core area through a psychic telescope more than ten kilometers away, were discussing countermeasures with a group of think tanks.

The group of think tanks kept calculating, designing, and making noise.

And Uncle Tie's big formation over there really started, here Colt glanced at the fat man, and then said to the communicator: "Start!"

At this time, one hundred and thirty heavy transport planes took off from the secret military base in Alaska, and they were already very close to Wyoming, Russia!

It is naturally impossible for Ami officials to pin all their hopes on these extraordinary people, and they have also made second-hand preparations, or some other auxiliary means.

Those heavy-duty transport planes were loaded with extraordinary materials that Ami had urgently prepared in the past two weeks. The price of these materials exceeds 145 million knives!

And their function is only emergency artificial heavy rainfall! In Wyoming, Russia, especially near the Yellowstone volcano, large-scale and severe emergency rainfall!

At the same time, all the big rivers, reservoirs, and water conservancy facilities near Wyoming, Russia, are fully opening their gates to release water. They must make the entire state wet in a short period of time!

The inner and outer worlds influence each other, and these means of the outer world will eventually be reflected in the inner world.

And this off-board auxiliary method will cost 300 million knives before and after! But Ami didn't even blink her eyes!

There are even more than 30 million knives of supernatural ice materials produced in the North Pole that have been transported to the inner world. At this time, they are directly bombarding the Flame Realm ten kilometers away through mortars. Forcibly lower the temperature of the flame world again!

Gods are strong, but mortals are definitely not weak.

The real operation of a superpower like Ami is quite terrifying, no worse than any natural disaster.

...

The Lord of Molten Fire was leisurely and leisurely. Although he couldn't see his expression, his attitude was very relaxed.

After all, just one sentence scares many little bugs into immobility.

However, when Uncle Tie and the others had prepared for a long time to run the large formation, when the entire Wyoming state of the watch world was flooded by heavy rain, and when the flame world was bombarded by thousands of extraordinary ice materials to cool down, He became angry!

Inexplicably, he felt that there was something on his head, which made him unable to straighten up.

Not a hat, but a ceiling!

These nasty bugs actually used the environment to limit Him! Limit the great Molten Lord!

This is blasphemy!

The most important thing is that in the middle of the ceremony, when the expansion of the flame world was not in place, and the entrance of the inner world was not big enough, he was forcibly awakened by the stupid evil fire demon, which caused him to be stuck at the entrance.

He can neither move nor get out, and his strength can only be mediocre. Then it was covered with a cap on the head~

Everyone felt that the infinite coercion and the burning from the bottom of their hearts were relieved all of a sudden. Don't say it's gone, at least it's bearable.

Everyone immediately relaxed.

Ciro quickly pulled out his mandolin, and tap-dancing while playing and singing, despite the sweat dripping from his brow.

"When the howling north wind brings snowflakes, it comes again~ oh~ I know the severe cold is coming! Praise the bitter cold winter, the strength of my ancestors for generations..."

A Nordic folk tune was sung, and as Siro plucked the strings of the mandolin, his spiritual energy trembled, and the epic book on his body was automatic without wind, and many ancient words appeared flying in the air.

Snowflakes really started to appear in the air. Although they could only be within three to four meters around him and melted in an instant, they made the surrounding teammates cool. The nameless restless fire in my heart also disappeared.

Everyone: This kid is really useful! Don't stop, keep playing and dancing!

Everyone drank medicine one after another, stimulated props to activate props, and released spells to release spells.

The Molten Lord saw it, you little bugs don't take me seriously!

Crushed! All crushed!

"Go to hell~~" He grabbed a crimson long-handled scythe from the lava pool under him, and swung it sideways.

Zhao Hao: Strange, the sickle he uses like this? Shouldn't he be using a hammer?

Zhao Hao always felt that the scythe used by the Molten Lord was a bit nondescript, and he was not a god of death, so what kind of scythe did he use? Where is your hammer? !

However, no matter what people use, where is the power!

Flames appeared in the air, and the crimson flames formed a long fire snake on the sickle, spitting out a letter and rushing towards the crowd.

"Scatter!" Someone yelled, and everyone scattered. In the blink of an eye, it scattered from the original place to the surroundings.

However, this only avoided the direct attack of the scythe, and with a buzzing sound, the air seemed to be cut open. It's like a train is speeding by~

But the Fire Snake, which had swelled to a thickness of two meters, rushed towards it as if it was going to sweep the audience.

Everyone showed their magical powers, attacking the fire snake one after another, or defending against the flame.

Even if he was only half of his body, even if he was calculated to be unable to straighten his waist and lift his head, the blow from the Molten Lord still made everyone flustered.

But it doesn't seem unbeatable? !

"Attack! Be careful everyone!" the guardian knight Kailo yelled, his Holy Spirit rage surged, and he turned into two golden wings behind him. Crash disappears.

Then the great monk Zhidian, Kai Luo, Yuan Hua and others have already tried to approach the lava pool.

The lava pool was forty to fifty meters in diameter, so it was impossible to jump into the lava to attack the Molten Fire Lord. Moreover, the Molten Fire Lord's body temperature was extremely high, and steel would melt if it touched it.

Fortunately, the melee fighters present were all bronze-level, and there were also long-range methods.

The shirtless great monk Zhidian yelled: "Accept the trick! I am merciful and merciful, and I, the Buddha, will teach you to go to the West Heaven Fist!"

Immediately, there must have been hundreds of golden fist shadows all over the sky, rushing towards the lava lord's chest densely.

This is the only way to hit it, and you have to jump more than 20 meters to get it.

That great monk was really fierce, his horse strode forward, his whole body trembled, and the fist in his hand was already waving so hard that he couldn't see it, and he saw the shadows of fists pouring out densely, and he punched for seven or eight seconds without stopping. .

If the Molten Lord hadn't been so angry that he chopped it down with a scythe, he would probably have been forced down forever!

Great Monk Zhidian's attack didn't seem to have any effect, and in fact, it can't be expected to have any effect at once.

The purpose of so many people coming is to grind hard when the Molten Lord is unable to exert his silver strength!

Over there, the great monk Zhidian dodged in embarrassment, and the guardian knight Kai Luo had already launched an attack, and he immediately used the move of "Evil Breaking Slash". The twelve or thirteen-meter-long crescent-shaped golden grudge was thrown out and struck the Molten Lord's arm, flames and magma gushing out.

Although it didn't cause any major damage at once, it smoked the seven orifices of the Molten Lord's Qi.

"Damn it!" It swung the scythe, but Kai Luo dodged it flexibly by waving the golden vindictive wings behind it.

But the Molten Fire Lord raised his chest and took a deep breath, and then spewed out a mouthful of hot lava!

Originally, everyone was about to come over to attack, but the scalding mouthful of "saliva" almost killed several of them.

Sam made a meritorious service at this time. His speed was really fast, and his reaction was really speechless. He flashed six times in an instant, and rescued six teammates who were in danger.

Otherwise, if you get sprayed, you will be seriously injured if you don't die, or your hands and feet will be burned.

But half of his own face that was roasted was almost cooked, and it was flushed red.

Dr. Sun quickly threw out a few golden needles and stuck them on that face, and there was a sound of gasping, like a kettle boiling.

Zhao Hao also quickly took action, using medical ninjutsu to heal those teammates who were splashed by the magma.

It's okay to be like Black Lincoln, his defense is really strong, and his skin is dark and shiny. After being splashed with lava, he just bared his teeth and smoked, but he was not injured.

But the other teammates can be said to be the tender flesh among the bronzes.

Gunners, priests, mages, etc., once they are recruited, they are really terrible.

This battle is not easy, and everyone needs to adapt to a certain extent.

The Melee Bronzes, such as the Teutonic warriors of Dezhizhi, the paladins of the French chicken, Ash the chainsaw hand, and the old Saipan, have all rushed up.

They take more risks. Since ancient times, diaosi wars have always been in this position~

A few people from the Mage Association and the Alchemist Guild are also preparing, and they want to make a big one.

The alchemists made preparations before they came, not only supporting the teams with alchemy potions and healing potions, but also preparing for this battle.

The materials obtained from the ten-thousand-year glacier in Antarctica were ritually refined in the name of the goddess of ice and snow, and finally refined into a pot of cold winter potion.

The three mages over there teamed up to cast spells, using Blizzard.

Although the blizzard had already melted and evaporated before reaching the Molten Lord's side, it lowered the surrounding temperature after all.

This protracted battle has to be grinded bit by bit.

At this time, an old alchemist handed Black Lincoln a white jar made of footballs...

Old Saipan over there is shooting with a large shotgun in his hand. Although he has used Glacier enchanted bullets, the effect is still very weak. You can only hit some black spots on the waist of the Molten Lord, and they will disappear in an instant.

But this also attracted His attention. After all, people have been stabbing themselves with toothpicks, and no one will let them go.

Just as he stretched out his hand and pressed it to crush the flea to death, Black Lincoln threw out the jar.

One arm of this guy became thicker, and he threw the dead jar over fifty meters away.

The pot hit the Molten Lord, and there was a crisp explosion, and then the hot and white flaming body cooled down, and the area of ​​more than two meters that was hit became cooled and pitch black. Three or four meters around became dark red!

This blow seemed to hurt the Molten Lord, and he let out a scream.

"Damn! Damn!" Although the cooling area on his body was rapidly turning red and bright, he was really injured.

The Molten Lord thrust his hands into the lava pool, and then violently set off a huge wave of magma!

The crimson magma, more than ten meters high and 40 to 50 meters wide, rushed over like a huge wave!

"Quick! Get behind me!" The heavy-duty psychic warlock of virtue and wisdom threw out something like a small metal box, and then the mechanical body all over his body suddenly lit up with psychic brilliance, and the small box expanded in the blink of an eye. It becomes a herringbone split dam.

Most people hid behind the psychic machine, and Father Deva and the other spellcasters added several layers of psychic shields to the thing, and then the huge wave of magma rushed over.

This thing is very powerful, it separates the magma to the left and right, and draws it away.

Seeing that the attack didn't work, the Molten Lord stretched out his hand, and dozens of lava fireballs as thick as a water tank spewed out.

Originally, the apse was quite huge, even if it was used as an auditorium for a school with thousands of people, it seemed empty, but it seemed so crowded under this trick.

Huge lava fireballs keep falling from the sky, and when they hit the ground wall, they will explode, bursting out a lot of lava flames and so on!

"Sam! I'll cover you!" Zhao Hao called out.

Sam glanced at him and found that Zhao Hao was pointing at the fireball-breathing hand of the Molten Lord. He immediately understood, nodded fiercely, gritted his teeth and disappeared in an instant.

In the next second, he appeared not far in front of the Molten Lord, and with his hands, he opened a space hole of more than ten meters in front of the large lava hand that was several meters in size.

Those lava fireballs rushed into the hole continuously, and then fell out from the top of the Molten Lord's head.

What does it feel like when the stone you throw hits you on the head? humiliation! The damage is not high but the insult is extremely strong!

The Lord of Molten Flame slapped him, and the air was cut short, but Zhao Hao had already captured Long Zonghe with one move in the distance: Come here and get you!

He pulled Sam back tens of meters and flew to his side.

At this time, several spellcasters joined hands to make an ice spear seven or eight meters long, which was marked by the enlarged Black Lincoln...

The Great Monk Zhidian also changed his routine, using Pluto's Prison Suppressing Fist, each punch sealed a lot of Molten Lord's spiritual energy...

The gunman assembled a five-meter-long giant sniper cannon far away from the entrance of the main hall, and was firing a liquid nitrogen howitzer...

The representative of the church is silently reciting the recovery prayer, speeding up the recovery of spiritual energy for everyone...

The Molten Lord fought for a long time and failed to destroy the group of bugs. Instead, he was smeared all over the ground with his hands tied. He immediately reached out and stirred in the lava pool, and then summoned dozens of various flame monsters with a wave of his hand.

The strong ones have reached the level of bronze, and it takes several people to besiege and eliminate them quickly. The weak ones are only black iron, but they will explode after death, increasing the surrounding fire attribute spiritual energy, and they need to be wiped out in one wave...

For twenty-two minutes, the Molten Lord seemed to have consumed too much.

Twenty-six minutes later, the cunning Molten Lord showed weakness to the enemy, and finally lured a few bugs, and killed the beret among them.

In twenty-eight minutes, when the ace spy attacked the Molten Lord's back at close range, he was burned by the flames, and 80% of his body was severely burned. But he also made his due contribution, stabbing a priceless dagger made from the heart of the glacier into the body of the Molten Lord.

This thing is made of bronze 3-star extraordinary material, and it also blesses the divine power of Chione, the goddess of snow in Greek mythology!

The only bit of divine power left by the Snow Goddess was stored in the temple in the secret realm, and now it was consumed all at once.

The damage caused by this backstab may be worth all the previous attacks. The Molten Lord's arrogance weakened as soon as he saw it, and the damage continued. The dagger would make him die of pain!

Thirty-two minutes, the mages were a little drained, Zhao Hao put an arcane heat barrier on them, and gave them magic mangoes.

The alchemists arranged alchemy formations under their feet to speed up the recovery of everyone's spiritual energy, and at the same time expel the fire attribute spiritual energy in the hall.

At thirty-eight minutes, the guardian knight Kylo was hit by a sickle from the Molten Lord, and the two-handed sword in his hand was almost broken. He was rescued by Father Deva, and Dr. Sun stepped up his treatment.

In thirty-nine minutes, Black Lincoln was hit by a flame ray from the Molten Lord, and a big hole was burned in his chest. He was seriously injured and unable to fight.

Forty-two minutes, the fat man blocked the ring of fire for Ciro and was slightly injured.

Several Konglan mages behind Prada's stand-in resisted the rain of flame arrows and slightly injured Konglan.

Forty-five minutes, Zhao Hao rescued the sniper gunner with a barrier. A lava spout suddenly appeared under his feet, almost cremating him.

Forty-six minutes, the military fighter was cut in half by a huge scythe, and turned into ashes in the air.

...

Sixty-six minutes later, Zhao Hao finally secretly commanded countless small refractory clay figurines, and threw countless psionic shielding clay into the lava pool, blocking the "lava moat".

When the Molten Lord was furious, he unknowingly filled the lava pool under his feet, and now there is only a diameter of less than 20 meters left. It was almost touching his waist, and he finally realized that something was wrong!

At this time in the flame world, the temperature has dropped to about 40 degrees, a drop of 20 to 30 degrees. That was caused by countless liquid nitrogen mortars.

Uncle Tie and the others also felt that the erosion of the flame world was gradually decreasing, and the fire attribute spiritual energy was no longer a steady stream.

"The plan was successful! Let's work harder!" Saying that, the few people who presided over the formation outside began to stimulate their spiritual energy with all their strength.

He was already sweating profusely, but now his face was pale and trembling.

The holy grail in the center of the formation began to spew holy light, and the holy spiritual energy began to dispel the fire attribute spiritual energy...

The Molten Fire Lord in the hall finally realized that something was wrong. The originally small passage was shrinking, the flame world was being driven out constantly, and the supply of spiritual energy was almost gone!

"Damn! Damn! You bugs! Bugs~~~"

The erosion of the flame world has been purified, and the power of rules in the inner world has begun to show its power. The oppressor Molten Lord, drive him away from this world!

It seemed that something was pulling him under his feet. Although the Molten Lord struggled hard, he still slid into the lava pool.

He clung to the edge with both hands, and would not let go of it.

The exhausted Great Monk Zhidian clasped his hands together: "My Buddha is merciful!" Going up is just a kick!

On the other hand, Zhao Hao didn't talk about martial arts, and sneaked up on this tens of thousands of years old elemental monster, taking advantage of his weakness, and directly cut off one of his fingers with an enchantment!

"Ah~~~~" The Molten Lord screamed and slid down the lava pool.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and won!

"Pfft~" The Molten Lord suddenly emerged from the lava pool, spewed out a mouthful of magma, and then sank again.

Lord of the Molten Fire: Hehe~ This is my last stubbornness!

Not to mention, more than a dozen people were scalded at once!

However, the great monk Zhidian and Zhao Hao are both very chicken thieves, and the perpetrators have avoided it~

Finally in this chapter, it's over.

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