Immortal Mortal

Mo Wuji could see clearly that it turned out to be a burning futon. Every breath passed, the temperature in the futon would rise by a level. Not only that, the burning futon is constantly stretching and growing.

Yan Ze and Su Yu, who were far away, were invaded by this terrifying temperature and immediately backed away. Originally, the two of them planned to come up to fight for Mo Wuji, but now they realized that it was difficult to even get close.

Mo Wuji directly blasted out a thunder net, which immediately enveloped the futon.

Just for breathing time, after a crackling sound, Mo Wuji's thunder net was completely burned by the temperature of the futon.

Mo Wuji guessed that Cang Jue's method of massacring the city must be this futon. There is a kind of flame in this futon that he can't see at all. This kind of flame is extremely powerful.

This futon must not be allowed to continue to stretch, who knows how far this futon will reach in the end? Once the flame spreads to Fengxiao City, even if he is here, it will be useless.

The Tianji stick swept out, transforming into boundless stick shadows and bombarding the futon.

Boom! The Tianji stick hit the futon with a radius of tens of feet, not only did not blow the futon away, but instead splashed invisible flames all over the sky. The scorching heat swept over, directly scorching Mo Wuji's hair.

It seemed that because of the power of Mo Wuji's stick, the flame futon no longer expanded, but bent down, forming a space.

The direction in which the space stretched seemed to engulf Mo Wuji, and the temperature in the space became even more terrifying than before.

A mere immortal dares to fight me. Cang Jue sneered, raised his hand and patted the futon a few times.

Several fiery red flames shot out from the futon and blasted directly at Mo Wuji.

The temperature in the futon space was terribly high. Even though Mo Wuji had experienced the test of Qingjin's heart, he still felt that his whole body was hot, and even his Yuanli shield couldn't stop it. Once his Yuanli shield is burned by this futon flame space, his clothes and skin will be scorched quickly.

Mo Wuji gasped, he was not wrapped up in the futon carelessly. It's because this flame futon is too weird, and its power is simply terrifying.

Mo Wuji tried to teleport through the space, and he found that there seemed to be a unique rule in the flame space. Once he teleported, it was like taking a small step with difficulty.

Mo Wuji managed to dodge the several flames that shot towards him, while Cang Jue, who was outside the flame futon, kept slapping on the futon ferociously.

More and more flames shot over, the temperature in the flame futon became higher and higher, and it became more and more difficult for Mo Wuji to move. Finally, a ray of flames brushed against Mo Wuji's waist, and Mo Wuji only felt a burst of heat, and the blood that was brought up was quickly roasted into nothingness by the heat of the flame futon.

Mo Wuji took a breath, he had never seen such a powerful magic weapon. This magic weapon even made him only have to be beaten, and he couldn't even talk to Cang Jue directly.

Crack! The flame futon finally closed the flame space and locked Mo Wuji directly in the flame space.

Mo Wuji calmed down at this moment. He knew that he had too little combat experience to fall into this predicament. He must be sure that the Cang Jue in front of him is far inferior to Zhu Qu, and his current strength is more than ten times stronger than when he was against Zhu Qu?

But now he has no chance to confront Cang Jue directly, so he is bound under Cang Jue's flaming futon. If he had more combat experience, he would definitely bombard Cang Jue immediately instead of attacking the flame futon.

Mo Wuji raised his hand and blasted out several thunder swords. These thunder swords only shook the flame futon slightly, but they couldn't tear the flame futon apart.

After several attempts and being shot by flames twice again, Mo Wuji completely gave up the idea of ​​tearing apart the flame futon space.

The heart of Qingjin formed a new shield directly outside his protective vitality wall. Since it was a flame, he first used the flame to block the flame space, and then figured out a way.

Cang Jue didn't care about the flame shield of the heart of Qingjin offered by Mo Wuji at all, and kept raising his hand to pat the flame futon, and the more and more dense flames shot at Mo Wuji in the flame space.

Cang Jue had battled for a long time, and had more experience than Mo Wuji. Even though he didn't despise Mo Wuji at all, he still didn't underestimate the enemy. Since Mo Wuji was able to kill Bao Lie and Hui Wei'er, and even become the star master of Xingdi Mountain, he was naturally capable.

Now, as long as he killed Mo Wuji, there would be nothing to stop him from massacring the city. He also believed that even if he didn't use his flame futon, it would be easy for him to kill Mo Wuji. Since he could get rid of Mo Wuji more safely, why did he fight Mo Wuji head on?

Bang bang bang bang... Continuous flames shot at Mo Wuji's Qingjin Heart shield, splashing a large amount of flames in the space of the flame futon. Then these splashed flames, like water droplets meeting a sponge, all penetrated into the shield of Qingjin Heart, and disappeared without a trace.

The next moment Mo Wuji was pleasantly surprised. He didn't even use much energy, and the flames were swallowed up by his green heart shield.

At first, Mo Wuji sacrificed the heart of Qingjin, just to temporarily block the opponent's flame futon, and then think of a way. At this moment, he found that his green heart seemed to restrain the flames in the flame futon, so Mo Wuji could not be polite. He directly drove the heart of Qingjin to seep out, and began to refine the flame space stretched out by the flame futon.

After just a dozen breaths, Mo Wuji knew he had guessed right. After Qingjin Heart absorbed the scorching flames and temperature in the flaming futon, its strength seemed to be continuously rising.

Not only that, but with the absorption of Qingjin Heart, the flame space supported by the flame futon also slowly weakened and shrunk.

If Mo Wuji could find out, so could Cang Jue. His flame futon was his biggest trump card. The reason why he took out the flame futon as soon as he met Mo Wuji today was because Mo Wuji killed Leopard Lie, White Eyed Wolf, and millions of star beasts in Wolf King Mountain. His hatred for Mo Wuji was almost to the extreme.

Cang Juesheng is strong and ugly, but he is actually a very rational guy. The more he hated Mo Wuji, the more cautious he was. This kind of caution made him the strongest move when he made a move. He had to control Mo Wuji first, and then slowly vent his hatred.

But now that he hasn't controlled Mo Wuji, his trump card seems to be controlled by Mo Wuji, how can this work?

Cang Jue was about to take back the flame futon immediately, and soon he found that his flame futon was now locked by another kind of flame, and the essence of the flame was continuously absorbed by Mo Wuji's flame. With each passing breath, Mo Wuji's flame grew stronger, while his flame futon seemed to weaken a little.

At this time, he could no longer be cautious in participating, he stepped into the space of the flame futon, and the Liuyun Festival with his open hand rolled towards Mo Wuji screaming.

The white Liuyun Festival came screaming, Mo Wuji seemed to be in a fierce battlefield, and his will to fight seemed to be crushed by the killing force on the battlefield.

At this moment, Brahma's stick shadow also blasted out wrapped in the Tianji stick, and the overwhelming power exploded in the flame space.

When Yuanli collided, it was like a heavy hammer hitting Mo Wuji's chest. Mo Wuji could even clearly hear the pain of Yuanli tearing his skin.

Compared to Mo Wuji, Cang Jue was even more shocked and angry. Mo Wuji had a kind of flame that could restrain his flame futon, which shocked him to the extreme. Now that Mo Wuji is only in the fairyland, how can he compete with him? You know he is a level nine monster? Even if it is the beginning of level nine, it is still level nine.

Mo Wuji was happy and unafraid. He knew very well that Cang Jue couldn't compare to Zhu Qu after just a fight.

Before Cang Jue could make another move, Mo Wuji stepped out of the void, raised his hand and shot several thunder swords at Cang Jue, followed by a space imprisonment. With the intervention of the heart of Qingjin, the space in the flame futon is no longer controlled by Cangjue.

From meeting Cang Jue till now, Cang Jue has always taken the initiative, he has always been passive to fight, now it's his turn to make a move.

Cang Jue let out a muffled snort, and Liuyun Festival once again conjured up a mass of white light, and the thunder sword slammed on the white light, splashing endless white light and blue thunder light.

In this instant, Cang Jue felt something was wrong. Mo Wuji's thunder sword was indeed strong, and it did not pose any threat to him at all. It stands to reason that Mo Wuji finally got the chance to make a move, so he wouldn't waste the chance like this.

There must be a problem, Cang Jue thought of this, and Yuanli poured into the Liuyun Festival crazily, and the Liuyun Festival will change in an instant.

At the same time, Cang Jue felt a slight stagnation around him. The space seemed to be no longer the same as before. During this gap, he couldn't even feel Mo Wuji's direction.

Not good, just as Cang Jue thought of this, a breath of death flooded into his mind.

At this moment, Cang Jue couldn't care less about continuing to attack Mo Wuji. His whole body twisted crazily, wanting to leave the place in this split second.

Pfft! An iron rod hit Cang Jue's neck, tearing pain came, Cang Jue didn't even care about the flame futon, turned around and left.

The next blow in the space imprisonment and Brahma's stick shadow has become Mo Wuji's lore, and he did not expect that Cang Jue avoided the vital point.

In the blink of an eye, Cang Jue was already tens of feet away.

If it was someone else, Cang Jue might just walk away like this. What he was facing was Mo Wuji. The distance of tens of feet was not a distance at all under the teleportation of space.

Boom! Before Cang Jue could escape again, Mo Wuji punched Cang Jue from behind.

Boom! Cang Jue wanted to leave with all his heart, but he never thought that Mo Wuji would suddenly appear beside him. His body, which was nearly Zhang Xu, was like a rubber ball, and was directly sent flying by Mo Wuji.

Yan Ze and Su Yu, who were frightened in the distance, retreated to the edge of Fengxiao City, and they couldn't get in the way of Cang Jue and Mo Wuji's power. Under the flame futon, they didn't know who had the upper hand and who had the lower wind.

At this moment, they saw Cang Jue suddenly fly up, and a bloody hole the size of a fist appeared in Cang Jue's back.