Chapter 380 Death Sahara (56)

Why does his fire talk? Ifrit fell into a brief confusion. The black and red flames on his body were burning, and the terrifying heat could burn the hardest bones into ashes.

But His fire does not speak.

How could flames speak? This man was teasing Him! Ifrit became furious, and the flames of anger made him swell even bigger, as tall as a skyscraper. The little man in front of him was like an ant in front of the great Ifrit. Ifrit was confident, and the little man in front of him was like an ant. It was impossible for a person to last even one breath under its flames. He wanted to immediately kill the villain who dared to tease Him and challenge His dignity!

"sky--"

Seeing that something was wrong, Taoist Ban Ming immediately stepped forward and stood next to Wei Xun. He stared at Ifrit and opened his thin lips. He only said the word "Heaven", and there was an invisible coercion coming down vaguely. Fleet competes - although his strength has not yet recovered, the top orange title Tianwen can still make him fake a tiger!

And even if he was half alive, Wei Xun was already prepared, and he took out the feather of the Angel of Dawn. Mental pollution condensed on the feathers, causing the distorted and blackened mold spots behind the feathers to become darker and darker, emitting a mire-like stench.

It wasn't until Ifrit withdrew his power that Wei Xun calmly put away the stinking feathers. His face was extremely ugly, as if he was irritated.

"Hahaha, Ifrit likes to compete."

But seeing that he was annoyed, Ifrit's tone softened. Even the arrogant and angry Ifrit is not a fool. Of course, the owner of the angel cannot be a human (no one can lie in front of Ifrit! Ifrit can confirm that he is the owner of this angel feather!) , the weakness shown now is probably to tease Him.

Yes, the demon spirit clan always likes to tease prey that they think is cunning and smart. The happiest thing is to kill the prey when it is satisfied. If it is someone else who is being teased, Ifrit might be able to get along with him. Together with him. But when he became the prey, Ifrit was furious and wanted to burn this arrogant guy to ashes, crush his soul, and imprison him forever!

"But it's not a fair contest."

Ifrit said angrily: "Since you have stipulated the content of the competition, the time of the competition must be determined by Ifrit."

Ifrit is very cunning. Although his fire cannot speak yet, fire can learn! As long as he doesn't compete now and delay time, he can better tell whether this person is really strong or whether he is strong on the outside but weak on the inside. If He saw that the man was weak, He would simply kill him.

Ifrit, who had made up his mind, allowed the man to taunt him again: ‘Can you not use fire? ’ ‘Just admit defeat.’ He was unmoved. This person just wanted to anger him deliberately, but the smart Ifrit would not be fooled.

"Okay Ifrit, when do you want to compete."

When the man finally stopped mocking and reluctantly compromised, Ifrit almost laughed.

He tested it out! I am afraid that this person is not much stronger than him. If it were Ifrit, he would directly kill the weak ones who dare to bargain with him! The fierceness in Ifrit's eyes became even more fierce, and he said slowly: "You woke Ifrit up from his deep sleep. Ifrit was supposed to sleep for another five hundred years..."

"Five hundred years?"

Wei Xun smiled disdainfully and said: "I am going to resurrect angels this year. If my angels are resurrected, do you think I will still be interested in competing with ants?"

"Ifrit is not an ant! Villain, you will pay the price for your arrogance!"

Ifrit roared angrily, but he was horrified in his heart. He can see through truth and lies, and what this man said is true! No wonder He looks so weak now, it turns out that its angel is dead. But it says that He can resurrect angels... What kind of being can actually resurrect angels!

It was precisely because of this doubt, jealousy and faint panic that even though Ifrit roared angrily, he did not take action. But He paid more attention to this person and was a little more greedy.

An existence that can resurrect angels... If Ifrit can devour him, then he should also be able to become an angel!

"Merciful Ifrit forgives you, human. Let me tell you the time of the contest."

Ifrit said: "It's already the afternoon now. Being too hasty will only make you look embarrassed. Ifrit thinks that tomorrow -"

"Then tomorrow."

Wei Xun said indifferently, he emphasized: "It's settled tomorrow during the day."

"No."

When he said this, Ifrit immediately regretted it: "No, Ifrit has not finished what he said. I saw that there will be an accident tomorrow, which is not suitable for our competition."

Just kidding, Ifrit was just testing it just now! Hearing this man emphasize that it would be during the day tomorrow, Ifrit immediately confirmed his suspicion - the Dawn Angels, of course, are the Sunlight Angels, and their power is definitely the most powerful during the day. How could Ifrit be so stupid as to compete in the daytime!

"Are you perfunctory with me?"

Wei Xun questioned with a bad tone. Then he heard Ifrit laugh and say: "How could it be, my friend."

Ifrit said softly and cunningly: "An accident will really happen tomorrow... I saw that the stone door covered with giant skin was about to appear, and the ancient royal court was about to open. The black man who had protected the royal court for thousands of years in the storm The snake will guide the sacrifices, and I will light the fire to guide them, and the sacrifice will be completed before the stars rise tomorrow night."

You see, he does have something to do.

"Our competition will be held tonight... in the early morning without stars, it is the most suitable venue for you and me."

"Early in the morning...tsk."

Wei Xun, who secretly memorized all of Ifrit's words, looked very impatient. He rubbed the feather, and the look in his eyes became more and more serious - making Ifrit, who had been observing his emotions, immediately add road:

"Of course, a simple competition is meaningless. Let's make an oath. If you win, Ifrit will grant your three wishes. If you lose, your soul will belong to Ifrit. how?"

"Do you think I'm a fool?"

Wei Xun sneered, and they bargained and finally decided on the content and prize of the competition-whoever's flame said "Vulcan" the loudest, would win. If Wei Xun wins, Ifrit will fulfill his five wishes. If Ifrit wins, Wei Xun will replace him and guide the black snake tomorrow night to complete the sacrifice.

"What is God? Is it Allah?"

After making the oath, Ifrit shrank and returned to the size of a mummy. The back half of its body was in the tree hole, and the body from the waist up flowed out like Aladdin's genie in the lamp, hanging in mid-air in front of the tree hole, holding its chin in its hand and asking curiously.

"No, Allah is One."

Wei Xun shook his head inexplicably and glanced at the sky: "God is above the angels and is a higher angel. Anyone who has authority and controls at least one angel is God."

"Yeah."

Ifrit said to himself, what he just said contained murderous intent. There is only one God, and Ifrit has never heard the word ‘God’ at all! If this person dares to say that God can be compared with Allah, it means that he is not from their lineage. To Ifrit, all outsiders are blasphemers, and he will tear them into pieces at all costs!

But if God is a higher angel, then Ifrit can understand it.

"The god of fire, the god of fire, controls the flames..."

Ifrit chanted it several times, listening to the notes that the flames in the man's hands chanted with piety and enthusiasm... The words chanted by the fires should be the word "Vulcan"! Ifrit secretly induced his own fire...but his fire couldn't learn it. That's right. If it wasn't really special, how could fire speak?

Ifrit believed the words of the 'Vulcan God' more and more, and the more he listened, the more he felt that the voices of the fires singing the Vulcan God were better than the most beautiful songs in the world. Controlling the power of fire, controlling angels, the god of fire... He Ifrit also wants to be the one!

That's right, the fire horn should belong to Ifrit!

"Vulcan, are you here specifically to compete with Ifrit?"

Ifrit asked reservedly and proudly, but Wei Xun was surprised and said sincerely: "Of course not. To be honest, I didn't even know you were here."

Oh, another truth. Ifrit found that he began to hate the truth. But soon, the next words of the ‘Vulcan God’ attracted his attention.

"I'm here because my egg is about to hatch."

Wei Xun tried lightly and said, "I'll take a look at it and then take it away."

"So that Phoenician stone egg is yours?"

Ifrit suddenly realized: "No wonder you brought these natives and local food."

Phoenicia? native? Local food?

Wei Xun understood immediately!

In Arabic mythology, angels are born from light, demons like Ifrit are born from fire, and humans are born from clay. Among them, dates, as human food, are made from the same soil as Adam, the ancestor of mankind.

The natives are human beings, and the native food is dates! The Phoenix in Arabic myths and legends loves dates the most, and even has the same name as dates.

The date palm is also known as the Phoenician date-bearing tree, and the phoenix is ​​a Phoenician bird.

Wei Xun's heart surged, which meant that the Phoenician stone egg was a phoenix egg! (Phoenix from Arabic mythology)

But he made a suspicious and unhappy expression: "Do you know my stone eggs?"

"Hahahaha, of course, you didn't protect it, Vulcan. It's exposed, and even wild beasts are trying to get their hands on it!"

Ifrit sneered unceremoniously, Wei Xun's face drooped, and the flames around him immediately ignited with 'anger', and he turned around without hesitation towards the depths of the petrified forest. It was delightful to see him so angry, and Ifrit laughed and followed him. Wei Xun was dissatisfied and looked at him sinisterly: "You want to see my joke?"

"Oh of course not, my friend, my respected rival."

Ifrit's floating upper body bowed exaggeratedly and said hypocritically: "Let Ifrit lead the way for you and drive away those dirty beasts."

Wei Xun stared at him for a while, then snorted coldly, nodded slowly, and said arrogantly: "That's right, it's just the right time for you to follow me, those despicable beasts are not worthy of me."

Hearing him belittle it like this, a fierce light flashed in Ifrit's eyes, but he didn't say much. The second reason it came here was to see Vulcan’s jokes, but the first reason was to follow Him! Ifrit found that the closer his flame was to the God of Fire, the more he seemed to be able to learn to speak! And those flames that have learned to speak are showing signs of being out of its control!

Ifrit was shocked and in disbelief, and then it suddenly thought - demon spirits are born from flames. Are these flames that have learned to speak given life and become new demon spirits? !

Ifrit is very ambitious. If he can control the flame and make demon spirits born from the flames, then it will become a being that surpasses demon spirits and is above demon spirits! We must understand how Vulcan did it!

‘You really can tell a lie to a person.’

The Half-Life Taoist sighed, and he ‘respectfully’ invited Wei Xun to sit on his back. The noble God of Fire must have a mount when traveling. The flames on Wei Xun’s body burned along to the Half-Life Taoist, and he gasped.

‘Your little fire is quite painful, what’s wrong, can’t control it?’

‘Yes, I can’t control it.’

Wei Xun smiled and told the truth: ‘I’m almost done, I only have one breath left. You see, I can’t move at all now.’

Ifrit is a mythical creature, stronger than a giant. It completely exceeds the difficulty of the ‘super dangerous level’ and is an unsolvable monster!

Ifrit will not wake up at all if it is normal. When the black snake attacks tomorrow night to capture the ‘sacrifice’, Ifrit will just light a fire to lead the way - he doesn’t even need to wake up completely, just light it up for a while and it’s done. If Chen Cheng and the others had noticed this through clues, they could have blocked this tree hole in advance, or let Ifrit sleep deeper, etc., without having to face Him directly.

But Wei Xun confronted Ifrit and kept nagging Him for several minutes! Even if he didn't feel any pain, Wei Xun knew that his body had reached its limit. His body was torn and bleeding, and he was burned dry by the flames. In the end, Wei Xun was holding on with Tong Hege's ginseng slices. If he had delayed any longer, he would have been reduced to zero.

'Why didn't you say it earlier! No, you're still acting like nothing happened after all this? !

The Half-Life Taoist was so anxious that he pulled the silk thread and scolded him. Hearing that Wei Xun was still laughing, he wanted to throw him out directly: 'Then why are you still going to see the stone egg? ? Heal your wounds first, my Cui, you can't die! '

'No, I can still hold on for a while'

Wei Xun said stubbornly: 'I want to get my egg first, maybe I can use it at night. Hurry up, go get the egg first, don't waste this moment! '

'You, you, you, hey! I can't argue with you! '

The Half-Life Taoist is not as strong as Wei Xun, but he has his own way. The Half-Life Taoist shouted directly, and the high-pitched voice spread throughout the petrified forest. He scolded: "Where is the snake?! Where did the snake go to hide! I told you to guard the egg well, but you can't. You know it's embarrassing, right? Come over here and see me, Bai Lao Er!"

Hearing his words, Ifrit was thoughtful. It was wondering why the God of Fire didn't send slaves to guard the egg. It turned out that the beast slaves were sent to guard it!

A few minutes later, there was a rustling sound, and Ifrit saw a beautiful black and white long snake crawling over hurriedly. It hissed and spit out its tongue, and it was the kind that was pampered and spoiled. It ignored the human slave (the Half-Life Taoist) at all, and climbed up the slave's legs to the God of Fire with its lowered eyebrows and eyes, as if to please and apologize, and licked his lips like a spoiled child.

An Xuefeng didn't care about anything else, and directly poured a bottle of life essence into Wei Xun to keep him alive, and then began to sort out the chaotic and heavy mental pollution in his body, sharing life force to heal the wound.

...The half-life Taoist who carried the weight of both of them trembled.