Li Mo's roasted and shiny hands were still lifted into the air, facing the fire that kept digging into his body!

Li Mo felt unbearably hot all over his body at the moment. With the continuous injection of Uncle Huo's power, it was like falling into purgatory, burning his heart and bones! What's more uncomfortable is that in addition to this heat, there is another force that is constantly flooding When he got up, under this power, Li Mo felt like a balloon that was so inflated that it would burst at any time. Every inch of his body seemed to be torn apart from the inside!

The sweat on his face was evaporated by anger before it even dripped on the ground! Even his consciousness began to fade away, and suddenly, Uncle Huo's voice resounded in his heart again: "Boy! No! It's just this 357 Can't stand it any more?

Hearing Uncle Huo's voice, Li Mo was suddenly awakened by seven or eight points! He gritted his teeth in his heart and replied to Uncle Huo: "Who can't do it! Isn't it 20% of the power? Come on! I can stand it!"

Seeing that most of the huge flame had penetrated into Li Mo's body from the palm of his hand, and there were more and more black balls hitting from the countless soul silks in Samos' hands, which had the potential to cover the sky.

Opposite to Samos, Mu Shuangchen, who was using the "Swamp Dragon Spin" mud pillar to bind the main body of the soul-captured silk, also seemed to be struggling more and more; Powerful power continued to burst out from these black threads, as if it could burst Mu Shuangchen's restrictive mud pillar at any time!

If the main body of the soul silk breaks through the shackles of Mu Shuangchen, the consequences can be imagined. These main threads will emerge more branches in an instant, so let alone Li Mo and others will be swallowed by the black ball in the blink of an eye. , I am afraid that the reinforcements from the sky country who come down will be in danger!

"Marquis Mujun, don't struggle, if you don't use the power of the fifth stage of 'Artifact Spiritual Art', how long can your little pillar of the second stage of Artifact Spiritual Art hold my soul? Then again, if I guess right, once you use the power of the fifth layer of the ccfe technique, you will..." Summers looked at Mu Shuangchen and became more and more serious. Getting tired, he began to provoke intentionally to distract him.

Click!

Hearing only a slight crack, an obvious crack had appeared on Mu Shuangchen's mud pillar, and more black threads wrapped in it were about to burst out!

"Since that's the case, this old man can't care too much! Shen Long Yin Ze stick, the fifth stage of the magic weapon!" Mu Shuangchen saw that something was not going well, and a desperate attempt flashed in his eyes, and he began to use his spiritual power!

"Ah!" Suddenly, a loud roar from Li Mo came from behind! Mu Shuangchen looked back in time, only to see that the blazing fire had completely entered his body, followed by a burst of fire. Li Mo's palms happily circled around a few times, Zhanyan's gorgeous outline appeared in his hands again, seeing the flames getting darker and darker, the dark Zhanyan also fully appeared again!

The only difference compared to before is that the line that was darkly red in the center of Zhanyan Sword actually became a bit wider at this time; it was like a blood vessel surging with flames, and it continued to emit a faint light.

"Boy! Well done! You have fully accepted my 20% power!"

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