My practice narration is weird

The blood-colored ice crystals bloomed brightly, but they were fleeting like a flash in the pan.

But in the end, it took away the flames that filled the surrounding area.

His chest kept rising and falling, and there was confusion and surprise in Luo Qinghan's eyes.

It was Dao domain just now!

He has displayed the Dao Domain by himself, and he can only display the Dao Domain after mastering the Seven Realms.

But a single use of the Dao realm almost drained her of all her energy.

Her Qi became more and more scattered and depressed, but her eyes became brighter and brighter.

The figure in the sky looked silent for a moment, but then he smiled softly.

"But it's not easy for a generation of ordinary people to reach this point. It's a pity..."

The figure that had been hiding in the sea of ​​fire appeared.

The body is like a human, but the complexion is extremely ferocious. On the blood-red face, there are sharp fangs protruding from the corners of the mouth. The spine breaks through the skin and extends out. There are bone spurs spreading on the arms, but they are like blades. Sharp blade.

Like a Rakshasa Yaksha.

"It is not easy to understand the Tao realm. It is a pity that you, a mortal ant, do not kneel down and worship me when you meet this god. The cultivators of future generations will really lack awe."

The sharp claws were raised slightly, and then he pointed from top to bottom at Luo Qinghan in the sky.

"I forgive your disrespect and will send you to death."

The flames appeared instantly like a dragon, revealing its body from the sky. The clouds in the sky were extremely red at this moment, as if they were burning and boiling.

Even before the flames came, the heat wave hit.

[No lower limit] There is no way to isolate yourself from this red-hot high temperature.

Luo Qinghan still stood where he was.

The beautiful fair skin kept turning red at this moment, and finally the whiteness disappeared and turned into a bright red. The blood droplets were vaporized and dissipated before they could flow out.

The blood red turned into black red, and the skin became bloody and distorted.

There was no retreat because there was no chance.

The petrified right arm could no longer be lifted at this moment, so she stretched out her left hand, and Qi emerged from the palm of her hand and turned into ice crystals.

This is her last strength.

The blazing flames burned everything, and the ice crystals she condensed melted as soon as they emerged. With her weak energy, she was completely unable to resist.

If you are at your peak, with plenty of Qi and no injuries, it is not impossible to defeat the opponent.

Luo Qinghan thought silently.

She was unwilling to do so.

Just like before, I was always unwilling.

But now, there is no hint of complaint, and his eyes are still calm, which is in sharp contrast to Luo Qinghan before.

"Failed."

The woman thought silently in her heart.

With no chance of breathing anymore, she finally lowered her arms.

[No lower limit] blocks the burning flames.

But at this moment, the churning flames stood still.

This is [Time Zero].

But how long can it last?

Luo Qinghan looked at the surroundings wrapped in flames, seeing no way out.

She couldn't help but sigh softly.

Time seemed to pass very long at this moment.

Is it because of [Time Zero]?

In this still time, Luo Qinghan's eyes flickered slightly.

What he saw was not the flame, but the scene from the past.

In the past, a girl who used branches as swords stood coolly under the tree and finally rescued her.

In the past... a young man walked quietly and took off the heads of the others in front of her.

past...

Ice crystals emerged from all around, and the entire sea of ​​​​fire spread in an instant.

The burning flame actually took shape at this moment.

[Supernatural Power·Big Red Lotus]

Luo Qinghan's eyes were slightly frozen, but his expression was a bit stunned and confused.

Is this her magical power?

But he didn't use it.

The flames were frozen, and the figure wrapped in flames in the sky was stunned for a moment, and then a ferocious smile appeared in his eyes.

"How dare you still hold back? Your worldliness in future generations really makes me..."

The words were interrupted by a roar, a muffled groan came from the sea of ​​fire, and a familiar voice filled with disgust.

"Mortal in the future? You, a remnant of the old era, don't come out and embarrass yourself."

The Rakshasa-like figure fell high from the sky, but when it was about to touch the ground, it finally stabilized its figure and did not fall awkwardly.

At this moment, Rakshasa suddenly raised his head, his eyes were fierce, and then he raised his hand, and flames swept across it.

But in Luo Qinghan's eyes, a jet-black robe fell from the sky, flames swept across it, but he turned a blind eye.

His feet suddenly stepped on the Rakshasa's ferocious face against the burning flames.

Starting from the moment when the two people were around, the dry ground cracked inch by inch, and then suddenly fell into a deep depression.

Looking at the ferocious and ugly figure at his feet, Ye Wuyou showed undisguised disgust in his eyes, and his energy immediately bloomed. He turned his palm, the blade showed a bright light, and slashed it down with his backhand.

The sword raised the wind and thunder and slashed out at close range. The churning flames suddenly stopped, and the ice crystals condensed around them turned into powder.

Sweeping smoke and dust, it was filled with heat waves.

Flames rushed out from the ground like pillars, dispersing the vortex formed by the blade, and a figure emerged in a panic.

"You are disrespectful to God, you deserve to die!"

Ye Wuyou raised his eyes slightly and looked at the figure that had saved half of his life from his own sword. There was an extremely ferocious scar on the other person's chest. The flesh and blood were open, but no damage was done to it.

Should be beheaded?

Ye Wuyou gestured with the blade, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the figure with a chilling breath and amazing momentum.

Luo Qinghan was still standing there, she didn't even realize when [Time Zero] had been lifted.

Everything just now took a long time, but the short stillness made her recall many past events.

And now the past disappeared.

The young man covered in flames, with a straight figure, stood in front of Luo Qinghan with a knife.

Only Luo Qinghan was left with a back figure.

The black robe as black as the night was blown up by the sharp aura, the hot and scorching air, and the surging sea of ​​fire ignited everything.

The black robe was stained with flames, and even the cuffs were hung with wisps of flames, burning continuously.

This scene was reflected in Luo Qinghan's eyes.

Ye Wuyou noticed the gaze behind him, and also felt the other party's chaotic aura and embarrassed figure at the moment, chuckled, and did not look back.

"You don't read the message or reply to it, Luo Qinghan, you have become more capable."

The voice fell into his ears.

For some reason, the previous tranquility and indifference in Luo Qinghan's eyes no longer existed at this moment, and the pain all over her body continued to attack her at this moment. The stinging, burning pain, and the fainting feeling after the exhaustion of the energy made her body tremble slightly, but she collapsed directly to the ground, with fine cold sweat on her forehead, and she couldn't speak at all.

Ye Wuyou raised his eyebrows slightly, wondering why this guy didn't even have the strength to quarrel and fight back, but noticed the other party's embarrassed look, especially half of his cheek was burned and bloody.

He frowned slightly.

The next moment, Ye Wuyou's body was covered in flames.

The voice was still echoing in the sky with the flames.

The Rakshasa man looked ferocious, and the sea of ​​fire rose with his thoughts, burning everything and dominating the four directions.

"The lowly mortals of the future, this is the fate of disrespecting this god, regret it in pain and struggle!"

But then, the voice stopped.

Because there was a figure in the sea of ​​fire stepping on the flames, in just a moment, it had already jumped in front of him.

The Rakshasa man's eyes paused slightly, and then the blade of the elbow bone spur spread out.

But Ye Wuyou took the lead and covered his skull with his big hand. With a slight force on his fingertips, there was a terrifying crackling sound.

The burning flames seemed to have no effect on Ye Wuyou.

This is the fact.

The other party's realm is higher than his own, but his magical practice is almost all related to fire.

If not, Ye Wuyou might really have to spend some effort.

Can play with fire?

Whether it is [Adaptation] or [Rebirth of Flesh and Blood], Ye Wuyou is not afraid of such flames.

What's more...

Looking at the faint fluorescence attached to his [Ghost].

[No Lower Limit] + [Ghost]

Ye Wuyou looked around.

This flame is far inferior to the original [Burning Sky] of Pulao.

The scarlet pupils are now flickering with tiny black flames that keep jumping. Just one glance, it's like the blood is suppressed, and the Rakshasa man is almost frozen in place.

A cold voice sounded.

"Tell me, are you worthy of being called a god?"