Miss Eight Series Summoner

If this mysterious person could really kill him at this time, it would be a good thing.

At least, he will no longer feel the heartache of Neverland...

The flame burned more and more rapidly.

The pain made Bai Qingyun tremble all over, and in pain, he almost wanted to roar, and the blue veins on his forehead suddenly bulged.

But in those pure black eyes, it seemed to be so relieved for the first time in thirty years.

Hell is raging fire, everything burns, gold, wood, water, soil, fire, air, without exception.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that there is nothing that the fire of **** cannot burn.

Even... the soul is the same!

Perhaps even Feng Xi himself didn't know this.

Everyone's eyes widened and their mouths opened wide. Seeing that Bai Qingyun was ignited by the flames, the shock in their hearts could be said to bloom to the extreme.

"stop!"

A sweet voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone saw a group of dark shadows rushing towards Bai Qingyun quickly.

In the black mist, I saw a woman's hand flipping over, and a cloud of black light covered the flames of the Bai Qingyun, as if she wanted to extinguish it.

"It's so simple to put out? It's too easy for you to think of!" An extremely indifferent voice sounded gently.

Everyone looked in aghast, and suddenly a black figure appeared on the ground behind the black mist woman, and the black robe flew up. It was the black robe man.

Everyone didn't understand. He just disappeared clearly, how could he suddenly appear again?

I saw her looking at the woman in the dark mist with extremely cold eyes, and slowly said; "You are my real goal. I didn't expect you to come here by yourself."

As he stretched out his hands, suddenly a two-color flame jumped out, and in this dark night, the breeze was blowing.

This two-color flame seems to have opened the door of hell.

The woman in the black mist seemed to be a little frightened, and moved away.

Even if it is a demon, when it feels dangerous, there will be times of fright.

This time, the flame was bigger than the flame in Bai Qingyun, like a fire dragon, swaying in the dark night!

"I really want to see if the Demon Race is really immortal, and whether this soul can be burned under my flames." Feng Xi snorted coldly, and said sensibly.

The woman in the black mist is really the soul that invaded An Xuanxiu's body.

Hearing Feng Xi's harsh words, she seemed to really feel the danger of the flame in her hand, her face changed drastically, and she stepped back again and again.

"Who are you? You dare to fight against our demons. I think you are an old man looking for death."

"Who? Dead people don't need to know too much." The wind under the black robe, the light in the black eyes flashed coldly, and the corners of the mouth were drawn coldly.

The woman in the black mist had been staring at him vigilantly, but he hadn't moved, and could not help thinking that he was just pretending.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a puff of exclamation in the distance; "Look, that flame!"

"Oh my God, even the air is burning!"

The woman in the black mist was startled, looked down, and was suddenly shocked, and quickly lifted up the black mist to shake off the small flame that was on her feet.

I saw a small group of two-color flames under that foot, slowly spreading and burning, and the outer black mist had been burned clean.