Chapter 1,63 A man stood up in the magma

The huge spiritual power of the Dwarf Dark Elf King collided with the huge black flying carpet rolled in the air, making a huge sound. The Fire Island shook in the huge roar.

At this moment, a dull roar suddenly came from the bottom of the Fire Island. A Zhuang felt the rocks under his feet trembling violently.

The rocks cracked, and a thick smoke mixed with fiery red magma rushed out. The red magma rushed into the air. Accompanied by the scorching magma, a pungent thick smoke mixed with red gravel, rolling in the air. The scorching gravel fell to the ground, and bursts of heat waves rose. The thick black smoke mixed with the spots of Mars spread in the sky.

A Zhuang was stunned and dumbfounded. Even when the hot magma scattered towards him from the sky, he forgot about it. A large area of ​​hot magma, with hot air, was under the cover. When A Zhuang discovered it, it was too late to hide.

A Zhuang did not shout, nor did he shout. He stared at the magma under his head. Before the magma had arrived, a heat wave made A Zhuang unable to open his eyes. A Zhuang covered his eyes with his hands. He knew that after a moment, he would merge with the red magma and turn into flowing liquid and steam.

Just as A Zhuang covered his eyes and was waiting to die, he suddenly reached out with one hand, grabbed A Zhuang's neck, and threw him away.

A Zhuang's body was thrown high from afar. The place where he stood was standing just now was swallowed by the scorching magma. Not to mention humans, even the rocks on the ground melted the moment the magma fell.

Before A Zhuang's body was thrown high, someone grabbed the collar of his neck.

The person who turned Azhuan's neck was the king of the dwarf Dark Elf.

The dwarf Dark Elf King stood in the air, his short and thick hands still clutching A Zhuang's neck tightly.

A Zhuang wanted to speak, but couldn't speak. Don't just talk, it was difficult to breathe.

The hand of the Dwarf Dark Elf King was still holding A Zhuang's neck.

A Zhuang's face turned purple and black, and the veins on his forehead bulged high.

The Dwarf Dark Elf King still held A Zhuang's neck tightly. Although A Zhuang was strong, the Dwarf Dark Elf King carried A Zhuang as if he was carrying a little chicken.

The entire Fire Island was trembling, and almost all the craters on the island erupted. The red magma quickly swallowed the island.

A Zhuang's souls were all rising. He wanted to shout, but he couldn't. He kicked his legs and held the arm of the Dwarf Dark Elf King tightly with both hands. If it weren't for holding the arm of the Dwarf Dark Elf King, A Zhuang would have been strangled to death. In the face of huge fear, he forgot to release his spiritual power. He, a powerful man in the spiritual realm, suddenly became a little bastard without any power.

The Dwarf Dark Elf King glanced at A Zhuang who was kicking his legs and said lightly: "How do you feel?"

A Zhuang opened his mouth wide, but couldn't speak, and he pointed at his neck.

The Dwarf Dark Elf King seemed to have discovered that he had strangled A Zhuang's neck now. He smiled and said lightly: "I'm really embarrassed... I didn't expect that you can't hold back your breath." As he said, he suddenly let go.

A Zhuang fell down. He didn't have time to release his spiritual power. Even if he had time to release his spiritual power, he could not stand in the air. A Zhuang shouted and fell down. The closer he got to the ground, the higher the temperature. A Zhuang's clothes were scorched by the heat waves, and his sleeves that fluttered in the wind were on fire.

A Zhuang couldn't care about these things anymore, so he shouted for help.

The heat waves burned A Zhuang. A Zhuang looked at the flowing red magma under his feet and was completely desperate. At this moment, a huge spiritual power suddenly supported him. The spiritual power wrapped around A Zhuang and slung in the air. The huge spiritual power not only held A Zhuang, but also isolated the rising heat.

A Zhuang was suspended in the air, and he gasped. Half of his sleeves were burned off. His arms, palms, and face were all blackened by thick smoke.

The Dwarf Dark Elf King looked at A Zhuang and smiled: "Your wife is so good that she may not recognize you."

A Zhuang also wanted to smile, but unfortunately, the muscles on his face were numb and stiff, and he couldn't laugh even if he wanted to.

There were still dull roars coming from the burning island. It seemed that this island was going to be completely destroyed.

Magma continued to gush out of the cracked crust. The scorching magma and hot air burned everything around.

A Zhuang was wrapped in the huge spiritual power of the dwarf Dark Elf King and kept floating in the air.

Suddenly, a person, a villain, stood up staggeringly in the rolling magma.

A Zhuang was surprised to find that this villain was actually the owner of Huo Shao Island. The red old man had now become unrecognizable, but even so, A Zhuang still recognized him at a glance. The red old man's height and body shape could not be found among ten thousand people.

The Dwarf Dark Elf King looked at the man standing up in the magma, and a strange expression suddenly appeared on his face.

A Zhuang was already shouting loudly: "Save people quickly...Save people quickly..." He himself had no ability to save people, he was calling the King of the Dwarf Dark Elf.

The Dwarf Dark Elf King glanced at A Zhuang, and did not speak or move.

A Zhuang's eyes were red with anger and panted, "Save people quickly... It's too late to be too late..."

The Dwarf Dark Elf King suddenly smiled, and he stood in the air, waved his hand, and a short knife appeared out of thin air in his hand. The short knife looked very short, but suddenly grew wildly in the hands of the Dwarf Dark Elf King. The short knife, which was originally more than one foot long, grew to four or five feet in a flash.

This is the first time A Zhuang has seen such a long sword. A Zhuang cannot see the origin of this short sword, but he knows that this short sword is the second most, also a magic weapon. In the Continent of Demons and Ghost, the weapons used by warriors can be divided into many types. There are ordinary weapons, magic weapons, spiritual weapons, and extremely rare magic weapons. Magic weapons can change in size. Spiritual weapons have all the functions of magic weapons and spiritual weapons, and they can also change into animals. Spiritual weapons have all the functions of magic weapons and spiritual weapons, and they can also change into humans. Spiritual weapons and magic weapons form beasts, and magic weapons form humans. This is a significant sign that distinguishes spiritual weapons and magic weapons. In the Continent of Demons and Ghosts, Luo Xiaofeng's fame is also closely related to the many magic weapons he has. Luo Xiaofeng's demon sword and blood flame magic sword are both top-quality attack artifacts. Spiritual weapons and magic weapons can also be divided into three types: auxiliary, defense, and attack! In combat, attack type, the lethality is the most powerful.
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