Although this did not cause any major damage, it smoked the seven orifices of the main qi of the molten fire.

"Damn it!" It swung its scythe, but Kairo waved its golden fighting wings behind it flexibly avoided it.

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

It was just as everyone was about to come over to siege, but this hot mouthful of saliva almost killed several of them.

Sam made a contribution at this time. His speed was really fast and his reaction was really nothing to say. He flashed six times in an instant, saving six teammates who were in danger.

Otherwise, if you are sprayed, you will be seriously injured even if you don’t die, and your hands and feet will be burned.

But half of his face was cooked and red.

Dr. Sun quickly threw out a few golden needles and stabbed them on his face. There was a whispering sound, just like a kettle was opened.

Zhao Hao also quickly took action and used medical ninjutsu to treat those teammates who were sputtered by magma.

It's nothing to do with Black Lincoln. His defense is really strong, his skin is dark and shiny. He just grinned when he was splashed on lava, and his teeth were bared and smoke was coming out, but he was not injured.

But the other teammates can be said to be the fine skin and tender flesh in bronze.

What kind of gunman, priest, mage, etc., is really difficult to get hit.

This battle is not easy, everyone needs to adapt.

The Teutonic Warrior of Nade, the Paladin of the Flange, the chainsaw hand Ash, the old Saipan and other melee bronzes have already rushed up.

They take greater risks. Since ancient times, this has been the status of the loser war~

Later, several people from the Mage Association and the Alchemist Guild were also preparing to make a big deal.

The alchemists prepared before coming, not only to support alchemy potions and healing potions to the teams, but also to prepare for this battle.

The materials obtained from the Antarctic glacier were ritually refined in the name of the Ice and Snow Goddess, and finally refined into a pot of winter potion.

The three mages over there joined forces to cast spells and use the Blizzard.

Although the blizzard had melted and evaporated before it could even hit the Lord of Molten Fire, the surrounding temperature was reduced after all.

This protracted war will have to be polished little by little.

At this time, an old alchemist handed a white jar of football to Black Lincoln...

Old Saipan was shooting with the large shotgun in his hand. Although he had used glacier enchantment bullets, the effect was still very weak. He could only shoot some black spots on the waist of the Lord of the Molten Fire and it would disappear in a flash.

However, this also attracted His attention. After all, there have been people who have been stabbing themselves with toothpicks, and no one will leave it alone.

Just as He reached out and pressed it to crush the flea directly to death, Black Lincoln threw out the jar.

This guy's arm became thick and he threw out the dead pot more than fifty meters.

The jar hit the Lord of Molten Fire, and "Bang~" suddenly exploded sharply, and then the hot and white body of flames became cold. The range of more than two meters hit became cold and pitch black, and the surrounding three or four meters became dark red!

This seemed to hurt the Lord of the Molten Fire, and He screamed immediately.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Although the cooling area on His body was rapidly turning red and bright, He was really injured.

The Lord of Molten Fire inserted his hands into the lava pool, and then suddenly burst out huge waves of magma!

The red magma, which is more than ten meters high and forty or fifty meters wide, rushed over like huge waves!

"Hurry! Hide behind me!" The heavy spiritual weapon warrior of Deyuzhi threw out something like a small metal box, and then his mechanical body suddenly lit up the psychic light. The small box expanded and expanded in the blink of an eye, turning into a herringbone-shaped dam.

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

This thing is quite powerful, divide the magma into the left and right sides and strip it away.

When the Lord of Molten Fire saw that the attack was not working, he stretched out his hand and dozens of lava fireballs as thick as water tanks sprayed out.

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

Huge lava fireballs are constantly falling from the sky, and they will explode when hitting the ground wall, causing a lot of lava flames to explode!

"Sam! I'll cover you!" Zhao Hao shouted.

Sam glanced at him and found that Zhao Hao was pointing at the fireball's hand of the Lord of the Molten Fire. He immediately understood, nodded fiercely, and disappeared instantly with gritted teeth.

The next second he appeared not far in front of the Lord of Molten Fire. He supported his hands and opened a space hole of more than ten meters in front of the lava hand several meters in size.

Those lava fireballs rushed into the hole continuously and then fell out from the head of the Lord of the Molten Fire.

What does it feel like if the stone you threw out hits on your head? Humiliation! It’s not very hurt but it’s extremely insulting!

The Lord of Molten Fire slapped him with a slap, and the air was extremely strong, but Zhao Hao had already captured the dragon and crane in the distance: Come and take you!

He pulled Sam back dozens of meters and flew to him.

At this time, several spellcasters joined forces to make an ice gun that was seven or eight meters long, and were marked out by the larger Black Lincoln...

The Master Zhidian also changed his routine and used the Pluto Prison Fist. Each punch sealed the psychic energy of the Lord of Molten Fire...

The gunman assembled a giant sniper gun more than five meters long at the far distance at the entrance of the hall, and was firing liquid nitrogen howitzers...

The church's agents are silently reciting the recovery prayer to speed up the recovery of spiritual energy for everyone...

The Lord of Molten Fire fought for a long time but failed to eliminate these insects. Instead, he was frustrated with his hands and feet. He immediately reached out to stir up the lava pool, and then waved his hand to summon dozens of various flame monsters.

The strong ones have reached bronze, and several people need to siege and eliminate them quickly. The weakest ones are just 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...

Twenty-two minutes, the Lord of Molten Fire seemed to have consumed too much.

Twenty-six minutes, the cunning Lord of Molten Fire showed his enemy to be weak, and finally lured several insects and killed the Beret among them.

Twenty-eight minutes, the ace spy was burned by flames when he was attacking the back of the Molten Lord, and his whole body was severely burned by 80%. However, he also made his due contribution and stabbed a dagger made of the priceless heart of the glacier into the body of the Molten Lord.

This thing is made of 3-star bronze material, and it also blesses the divine power of the Greek mythical goddess of snow Kaonet!

The only little divine power left by the Goddess of Snow is left in the temple in the secret realm, and now it is consumed immediately.

The damage caused by this backstab may be comparable to all previous attacks. The Lord of Molten Fire was weaker and the damage was continuous. The dagger would make him feel in pain!

In thirty-two minutes, the mages had already squeezed them a little dry. Zhao Hao put an arcane warm barrier on them and gave them magic mangoes.

The alchemists arranged an alchemy array under their feet to speed up the recovery of their spiritual energy, and at the same time they were expelling the fire-attributed spiritual energy in the hall.

At thirty-eight, the guardian knight Kairo was hit by a sickle of the Lord of Molten Fire. The sword in his hand was almost broken and destroyed. He was rescued by Father Deva, and Dr. Sun stepped up the treatment.

Thirty-nine minutes, Black Lincoln was hit by a flame ray by the Lord of Molten Fire, and a big hole burned in his chest, and he was seriously injured and unable to fight.

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

Several Kong Lan mages behind Prada resisted the flame arrow rain and slightly injured Kong Lan.

Forty-five minutes, Zhao Hao used the barrier to rescue the sniper gunman. A gush of lava suddenly appeared under his feet, almost cremating him.

Forty-six minutes, the fighter of the military was cut off by a huge sickle and turned into ashes.

...

Sixty-six minutes later, Zhao Hao finally secretly commanded countless small fire-resistant earthenware and terracotta magic weapons, throwing countless psychic shielding clay into the lava pool, blocking the "lava moat".

When the Lord of Molten Fire was furious, he unknowingly filled the lava pool under his feet, and now it was only less than twenty meters in diameter. Almost all of them were about to touch His waist, and He finally found something wrong!

At this time, in the flame world, the temperature had dropped to about forty degrees, down twenty or thirty degrees. That was caused by countless liquid nitrogen mortars.

Uncle Tie and his friends also felt that the erosion of the flame world was gradually decreasing, and the fire-attributed spiritual energy was no longer continuous.

"The plan is successful! Let's work harder!" As he said, the few people who were hosting the formation outside began to stimulate their spiritual energy with all their strength.

They were already sweating profusely, but now their faces were even more pale and shaky.

The Holy Grail in the center of the formation began to gush holy light, and the sacred spiritual energy began to disperse the fire-attribute spiritual energy...

The Lord of Molten Fire in the hall finally realized something was wrong. The already small passage was shrinking, the flame world was constantly expelled, and there was almost no spiritual energy supply!

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

The erosion of the flame world was purified, and the power of the rules of the inner world began to exert its power, and the oppressor, the Lord of the Molten Fire, drove him away from this world!

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

He climbed on the edge with both hands, and never let go.

The great monk Zhidian, who showed his fatigue, folded his hands together: "I am merciful!" He kicked up!

Zhao Hao did not talk about martial ethics and sneaked into the old elemental monster who was tens of thousands of years old. Taking advantage of his weakness, he directly used the barrier to cut one of his fingers!

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

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and won!

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

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

Not to mention, it burned more than a dozen times!
Chapter completed!