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5. God of Fire

Ning Yue smiled quite playfully, and then said lightly: "Even if I am Master Fu Qing, what can I do?"

Luo Xuan confidently pointed at himself with his thumb, and then said proudly: "Although I left Penglai, I was summoned by another divine realm. If you are willing to help me, I can take you to that divine realm. How about it? This is the opportunity you have always dreamed of!"

Ning Yue pondered slightly, as if he was thinking. In fact, he was planning another thing, what exactly was Luo Xuan doing?

There will be extremely severe punishments for defecting to the Divine Realm, and even its own power will fall to several levels, not to mention being chased by people from the Divine Realm. Luo Xuangan takes such a great risk and wants to defect from Penglai, which must be an extremely important reason.

"What exactly does Luo Xuan want to do? He will never be the same as my cousin Pang, and he suddenly became funny, right?"

Luo Xuan was not very patient. When Ning Yue thought for more than his patience, the blonde boy couldn't help but say coldly: "Since you can't make a decision, I'll look for another partner! I believe you will regret it and lose this opportunity."

The blonde boy opened his hand casually, and a brilliant light emitted from his palm, and disappeared without a trace.

Ning Yue did not try to keep Luo Xuan because he really didn't want to intervene in this matter. His own affairs were enough to make him feel troubles and headaches, and he really didn't have the time to cause trouble.

A middle-aged man wearing a tailored and close-fitting suit, 80% of whom was a famous suit, was watching TV in a hotel room. He seemed to have no patience and exchanged channels. Finally, he threw down the remote control and took a deep breath, making his chest and abdomen swell, like a huge human-shaped toad, and then he slowly exhaled to calm his emotions.

"Damn it, why haven't that Death Waiter brought back the news? He is just an ordinary junior high school student and should be easily killed. Could such a simple task be unexpected? There are too many outsiders coming to this city, and I hope it's not really bad luck..."

The middle-aged man finished speaking and said, when a strange feeling suddenly came up, as if a strong wind was blowing, making him unable to help but close his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in a large square like the ancient Colosseum. The surrounding stands were extremely empty and there was no one there.

A knight with flames burning all over his body was covered with bright red armor, even with facial armor on his face, only a pair of deep and deep eyes were leaked out, riding a monster war horse with four hooves burning flames and spraying black smoke, holding a flame spear in his hand, staring at him with a fierce look.

The middle-aged man was slightly shocked, blurted out and shouted: "Dimensional battlefield! How could you use this high-end technique?"

The Flame Knight shouted in a hoarse voice: "Are you the one who manipulated the waiter of Death?"

The middle-aged man shouted: "Of course not, you recognized the wrong person..."

The Flame Knight smiled hoarsely and did not continue to argue with the middle-aged man. As soon as he urged the seat to step on the flames of the war horse with four hooves under his seat, the war horse ran, spreading its four hooves and charging, and as the flames on its four hooves gradually spread to its whole body, even covering the flame knight.

The middle-aged man hesitated slightly and suddenly showed a ferocious look. He reached out and pressed the ground and murmured to recite a strange spell. In the next moment, more than a dozen earthen buns raised their ground. As the soil broke open, more than a dozen dog-headed men jumped out of the ground.

The Flame Knight did not slow down at all. With the help of the sprint of the monster war horse under his crotch, he pointed the spear in his hand up to the sky and rushed into the encirclement formed by the Death Wayman. The spear turned into a flame rainbow, and suddenly swung it up and smashed it down hard. The shooting skills were so fast and the momentum were so strong that the Death Wayman had no time to hide.

In just a moment, the more than ten Death waiters were smashed over by the Flame Knight one by one. The flame spear in his hand had magical power. Any Death waiter who was hit by the spear burned all over his body and turned into ashes without hesitation.

Seeing that the more than ten death waiters he summoned could not stop the flame knight from half a step, the middle-aged man's expression became slightly flustered. As soon as he split his hands, two scimitars appeared in his palm.

The Flame Knight didn't even take a look at him, so he still swung the flame spear and smashed it down. The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, crossed his swords and stepped upwards, but he failed to stop the Flame Knight. The middle-aged man's swords were broken by the Flame Knight's shot, and his head was shattered.

The flame knight circled around the war horse, circled half a circle in the dimensional battlefield, raised his hand and took off his armor, shook his head slightly, and then the black hair that looked like a waterfall splashed down. He turned out to be a very beautiful girl, but he looked cold and afraid of people.

A piece of air suddenly rippled like water waves. The beautiful girl with short hair appeared from the air and appeared dozens of meters away from the Flame Knight. She frowned slightly and said, "Yan God! You are taking action too quickly. I also want to leave a living mouth. Ask this guy, how did you find Lord Yan Jifeng? If you killed him, wouldn't you cut off a clue?"

The girl, who was called the God of Flame by Feili, spoke lightly. Although her voice was still a bit hoarse, it was no longer the gloomy as before. Instead, it had a very special taste, which was very nice. She said: "Feili! You are the person in charge of the intelligence of our twelve spiritual servants. I don't believe you can't handle the origin of this person. This kind of thief who dares to attack Lord Yan Jifeng should be killed as soon as possible to avoid posing more threats to the Lord."

Feili shook her head, pinched a strange magic trick with her little hand, and with a light shout, the void twisted as if it had evaporated, and soon changed from a large square like the ancient Colosseum to the scene in the hotel suite.

The dimensional battlefield is a special ability that can temporarily open up a combat space. After the dimensional battlefield is lifted, anything that remains in it, including life and inanimate, will be thrown away from the different dimensions and will never be able to be found again.

After Feili removed the dimensional space, she didn't know where the middle-aged man's body was thrown away, so she could even save the effort of dealing with the beginning and end.

The God of Fire also removed her combat status and looked like a shrewd and capable workplace strong woman. Although her temperament is still cold and she has a faintly aggressive momentum, no one could imagine that she had a domineering fighting spirit just now.

Fei Li was still dressed like that just now. Obviously, she left Ning Yue's side and arranged for the Yan Shen to deal with the killer in the divine realm.
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