Chapter 2070: Fire King!
The extremely powerful flames escaped, but Queen Yan Ji's own aura was also extremely domineering.
Until now, the rebels have only seen the true face of Queen Yan Ji. Although she is equipped with holy flames, her slender and graceful figure is full of a special and charming fairy breath. The feeling of looking directly, coupled with Queen Yan Ji's own peerless and independent aloof temperament, makes people stay away from her, and she doesn't dare to have the slightest presumptuous humility in front of her!
"Flame Fairy!"
Sharjah blurted out, she finally saw the true face of Mo Fan, a contracted beast that can be possessed!
The last Flame Fairy in this world.
Sharjah's reading volume is extremely rich. She once saw an explorer write about the deeds of the flame holy spirit Yan Ji not long ago.
In a certain century, Yan Ji was a fire elemental race, which had been bred in some fire altars around the world.
Their hearts are pure, and unlike most brutal demons, they never take the initiative to attack humans. Instead, they are like holy guardians, obeying the laws of nature and continuing quietly.
For some unknown reason, the Yanji family has gradually decreased in the world, and has become an extremely rare race in modern times. Many international explorers have made final statistics. The last real Yanji footprint was in Dunhuang, China.
Thus, the report of the last Yan Ji was born.
For many magicians, they don't know what Yan Ji is, they only care about their own interests, but for many archaeological scholars, Yan Ji is probably the source of fire magic for humans!
Otherwise, why can Yan Ji be perfectly attached to the fire magician? ?
Yan Ji is the source of fire.
Sharjah believes in this because she has a bigger reason!
With a little hand, the evil book emerged.
The pages of the book were turned quickly, and they reached a few pages at the back end.
One of the pages was red all over, and those paints were like real flames, shaking constantly on the paper, burning the entire book to ashes at any time.
On this red-hot page, there is a monster with a figure like a woman.
What she embraced with her open arms was the swollen melt and the fire-breathing holy mountain.
The flames on her body did not damage her skin in the slightest, but instead set off her holy and demonic clothes.
Those extremely dangerous fires are more like her people lingering around, flanking, guarding, awe-inspiring, and at any time obeying orders!
The pages of the black lacquer ancient demon and the slashing sword Tyrfeng had evil spirits lingering in the borders, and the slashing sword Tyerfeng was even like a living body inside, and could fly out of the pages at any time.
But on the page of Yan Ji, although the illustrations in it are lifelike, they are still only illustrations in the pages, and there are no real objects.
Sharjah clearly remembered that his grandfather had told him this page, but his grandfather himself had never seen Yan Ji, who was the real Holy Spirit bloodline.
Now she sees it.
Still the mature Queen of Flame Fairy! !
The legends that are actually seen and heard, and the records of the book pages are completely two concepts.
Queen Yan Ji was stripped from Mo Fan's body. She was like the sun shining brightly in the freezing weather, not only dispelling the coldness of the withered life, but also letting the strong breath of life spread to the whole body like her firelight. piece of land.
The ice author Bai Leopard's cultivation is really amazing, letting the world sink into his frozen world, but Yan Ji, who originally symbolized life and holy fire, ruthlessly tore a fiery mark in her withered ice, Let the endless flames melt away these cold death intents!
Like the end of winter and the arrival of spring, everything will recover!
Cold, withered, and dead are replaced. The holy flame brings not only warmth, but also a vigorous flame that is cooled and cannot be buried, from waking up, to sturdy, and then to incomparably exuberant! ! !
The world of Queen Yan Ji is by no means scorched, let alone ruled by the cold and dead ice and snow.
The pen of the white leopard draws with all his might, like an enchanted painter,
Crazy scribbling on his own drawing board, as a painter, he needs his paintings to have soul and courage, that is, the withering and death he needs.
However, all of his performances were melted by the flame of Queen Yan Ji's life, the ice floes with enormous oppressive force were shattered into pieces, and the black scar that swallowed the sky and the earth was filled with flames.
How to paint, how to add weight, how to paint madly, even if all the white ink is poured on it, it can't cover the blazing fire and radiance.
The white leopard's face became paler and paler.
With each additional stroke, his mana will be consumed, and the faster he draws, the faster the mana will be depleted.
Unwilling, he began to load up his mental energy.
Queen Yan Ji stood there, calmly taking back her own territory.
The white leopard's face began to look hideous. It was the pain caused by forcibly squeezing his own spirit, just like a person who had not slept for several days and nights forcibly worked. The green eyes and extremely haggard appearance were actually terrifying.
"No one can burn my paintings, and no one can survive in my frozen world, let alone light, temperature, and flames!" Ice writer Bai Leopard roared.
With this roar, even foam spurted out of his mouth.
His eyes turned up sharply, and it was obvious that the last stroke he drew was equivalent to taking away part of his life, and the loaded body reacted violently!
Convulsed, vomited, and finally the white leopard couldn't hold it anymore. He wanted to draw ice, and he was kicked out by the energy of the backlash, and his body slammed into the iceberg behind him, and the iceberg collapsed!
"Big Brother!!"
Leng Hu hurriedly rushed over, but the white leopard stayed there. Even if the bones on his back were smashed and deformed, he stood like a soldier, otherwise he would fall down.
"I won't lose, I won't lose, I won't lose, I'm the strongest ice-type mage in this country, how can I lose to an unknown fire-type junior!!!" Ice writer Bai Leopard is still mad Roar, his body is already very strange.
"You guys, don't interfere!!"
"I can kill him. Yan Ji and Tianhuo will all become the ghosts under my brush!"
The white leopard staggered forward, holding the quill pen in his hand, but his fingers trembled.
He can't even hold the quill pen, how can he continue to fight?
"Rumble rumble!!!!!!!"
The ice floes began to collapse continuously, and the sky was falling apart in the true sense. Queen Yanji slowly descended from the black scar. Although the swaying skyfire on her body weakened a bit, it did not reduce her momentum.
There are still many enemies of Mo Fan, not only the ice author Bai Leopard, she is attached to Mo Fan again.
Queen Yan Ji was a little tired, and she just blended into Mo Fan's body in such a passive manner. Her fire will not fade, and it will continue on Mo Fan! !
The most powerful is not Mo Fan, nor is it Queen Yan Ji.
It's time to come together now!
Mo Fan, the heart of fire, is supported by Queen Yanji—
Fire King! ! !