Pocket Hunting Dimension

With the red and purple luminescence in mind constantly disappearing, Lu Ze began to use the energy in the luminescence directly and heavily to restore his strength, regardless of whether his body could withstand it.

The bursting energy in the red light mass swelled through the cells, slowly tearing apart the cells, spreading severe pain all over the body, Lu Ze's eyebrows tight.

Thieves hurt!

It hurts. No, no, no, no!

He held his lips slightly, biting his teeth and enduring severe pain, absorbing all his energy while controlling the distant tornado of flames.

It was also the first time he had discovered whether it would be good to die much, tragically or not.

At least even in this situation of general pain to the point of not being able to breathe, his spirit remains fluctuation-free and can continue to control the balance between fire and wind.

Steady as Teddy!

With the energy support of the red light group, combined with the mental power provided by the purple light group, Lu Ze found that he might be able to last a little longer?

He endured severe pain and was feeling beautified.

This fierce to self-inflicted absorption has begun to rapidly improve his cultivation and spiritual strength.

Even faster than when he was practicing.

It hurts, but he's happy too!

Unfortunately, the situation on the battlefield is not suitable for him to expand, otherwise he would certainly expand into a ball by now.

The Flame Tornado is completely close to the Leibert Demon base, and at this moment the Flame Tornado is approaching a height of 4,000 metres.

Huge flame cyclones spin rapidly, and the bright red flames burning on them distort the surrounding air abnormally.

The flame cyclone is more than 10 kilometres from the battlefield at this moment, but the temperatures on the battlefield are even higher than they were just now.

All the areas through which flame cyclones pass are crystallized, and the dragged yellow sand is burned into crystals without even approaching the cyclones.

At this point, it has been felt that the commander of the desperate Leibert Demon clan is feeling the pull of a tornado from the flames. Although this force is not currently impossible for him to act, he has no choice but to retreat.

The alloy in the base began to vibrate slightly after the cyclone approached, so long as the flame cyclone burst into the base, the base would really be finished.

The strength of the guard soldiers in the base is no more than that of the spiritual martial arts, which is only Xuanwu, and Danwu, which is rare.

In the face of such flame cyclone pulling, many soldiers who failed to grasp things were pulled straight up into the sky.

In the air, they were unwilling to burst into spiritual power, trying to save themselves.

However, the spiritual shields around them trembled a few times and disappeared without a trace under the fire.

It's like foam, it breaks when you touch it.

Thereafter, these Rigid Demon soldiers were burned to ashes, and the spiritual armor they were wearing was pulled into the cyclone, spinning constantly in the cyclone and slowly distorted by high temperatures.

The base commander's bloody eyes looked at the scene and his eyes flashed slightly, turning and looking in the direction of the human battlefield.

There, there's a young people, because of him, this war could fail!

But as a warrior of the Blade Demon Nation, he will give his last strength to his race!

“Ho!! ”

He floated in the air, raised his head and shouted, his red and black spiritual light flashed violently, and his horrible breath spread all around him, even the torrential path of the flame cyclone was completely squeezed away.

Lu Ze's otherwise painful pale face changed slightly in the battlefield, and his mouth was slightly blurred.

At this moment his spiritual strength follows the tornado of flames, naturally knowing the situation of this powerful Blade Demon.

This thing is trying to blow itself up??

Why are you being so mean?

Why don't you just scold me?

I can't handle you like this!!

If this guy blows himself up, I'm afraid he's close to knowledgeable intermediate.

Though advanced to the tip of Flame Tornado, it is completely incomparable with the intensity of the mayhem.

However, at this moment in the flame cyclone, the balance between fire and wind is under Luzer's control, and Luzer is already barely in control at this moment.

If it is affected by a suicide bombing and the balance is broken, then the flame cyclone explodes, although the base is only partially destroyed, it's not fun!

Thinking of this, the breeze and flames flash in Lu Ze's eyes.

His face was pale and his eyes were sharp.

How could he not fight when everyone was so desperate?

He thinks he's a thief!

I can't lose at all!

Come to the front!!

The Red and Black Spirit rallied all over the Blade Demon Commander, reaching its limit and hurling towards the flame wind.

The flame that instantly melted the Xuanwu Realm Blade Demon Clan only caused his protective spirit to fluctuate sharply for a few points. His eyes flashed with blood, and the red and black flowing light instantly rushed into the flame cyclone.

The scene was silent for a moment, and then an explosion, like thunder, sounded from the flame cyclone.

Just for a moment, the flame cyclone slowed by almost a third.

At the same time, the flames kept pouring and the wind blades in the cyclone kept firing around, even reaching battlefield positions, injuring many soldiers by mistake.

Lu Ze's face changed and his already pale face appeared reddish. His mouth was slightly squeaky and his eyes flashed. He shouted: “Hold on! ”

His body fluctuated unconsciously with faint flames and breezes, and his body burst into strength, as if it were a volcano.

Lin Ling and others hundreds of meters away felt their chests suffocated, some had difficulty breathing, and the weaker soldiers felt as if facing a giant beast in the stars, their hearts trembled and their bodies softened.

The small luminous mass in his mind was constantly used, and the surge of power could not even be absorbed by Lu Ze, vibrating constantly in his flesh.

A tiny bit of blood seeped out of his body surface. The spiritual armor he was wearing could not bear too much power, and began to crack slowly, revealing a flesh filled with blood.

At this moment Lu Ze is completely unable to feel the movement around him, the mind remains clear under the action of the purple light group, all the spirit is concentrated on this flame cyclone, fully maintaining the balance between wind and fire elements.

The only thing to be thankful for is that under such intense pressure, my stagnant wind and fire systems began to progress slowly.

It's probably the only thing worth having fun with.

But now Lu Ze can't even smile, let alone expand, it's almost contracting.

The battlefield was silent and the fighting over the sky stopped, as did the killing over Huangsha.

Above the battlefield, all the powerful look at the unstable tornado of flames.

Forcing a flame cyclone at an altitude of 4,000 meters, it's like looking at a volcano that's going to erupt at any moment, and it's already on the edge of the eruption.

In the atmosphere beneath the vacuum, Nangong Jing, Los Angeles, Lin Maniacs, and the four Lewis and Sicilian geniuses all stopped fighting.

Four men and four demons are covered with scars.

Nangong Jing's tortoise over her left arm was cracked, blood spilled, obviously her arm was broken, but her face remained unchanged, her blonde hair floated, her golden eyes were sharp, and her temper was hegemonic.

The corner of Los Angeles's mouth is bloody, pale and slightly weaker than it was.

Lin Maniac is the most tragic, full of bloody spirits can fight tortoises, with scars all over his body, some of which are even deeply visible bones.

But he had a bloodthirsty smile on his face. His breath was bright and weak, but he was incredibly strong and strange.

Only Lois didn't have a scratch all over her body, just a pale face and a faint breath.

And the Four Demons of the Rigid Demon Clan are also scarred all over their bodies. At this moment, their breath is faint and they gasp slightly, retreating to the side.

At this moment, all four demons stare sharply at the giant flame whirlwind below.

As the flame cyclone continued to gush out flames and wind blades, Sicilian eyes flashed and the corner of her mouth rose wildly: "I can't hold it steady, hahahaha! I can't hold it! This situation, judging by the magical mastery of the guy hiding in the dark at the moment, he is absolutely unstable!! ”

“Almost! Ha-ha-ha! Nangong Iron Fist, it looks like we won, hahahahahaha!! ”

The other three Blade Demons grinned and laughed. They thought they were really going to lose this wave. Unexpectedly, at the end of the day, it was still blocked!

Sicilia grinned: "Commander Kukurt, good job! Be sure to report his achievements to the Temple later! ”

The other three nodded their heads, a wave that could have stopped, all thanks to Commander Kukurt's self-destruct.

Not every demon has the courage to blow himself up.

On one side, Nangong Jing heard that Sicilia actually called her Nangong Iron Fist, and suddenly her whole body flourished, angry to beat people.

However, she also knew that it was not time to open fire.

She stared closely at the flame whirlwind and secretly bit her teeth: "Son of a bitch, if it explodes, I must train you well when I get back!! ”

Los Angeles, Lin Maniac and Lois on one side also stared closely at the flame whirlwind on the ground, not paying any attention to the raging laughter of the Blade Demons.

It's not just them, the knowledgeable underneath the sky, the Leibert Demon soldiers and ethnic soldiers on the ground, gold diggers off the battlefield, beauty field reporters, and even the war network audience watching the war.

Everyone looked at the light screen with a breath. At this moment, the light screen was separated into two lenses: a flame cyclone in a state of instability, and a full-body spiritual war tortoise, bloody and pale Lu Ze.

Looking at Lu Ze, pale and bloody, everyone wanted him to stabilize the flame cyclone at this moment.

In Lu Ze's home, Lu Wen and Merlin looked at the unstable flame cyclone, their faces were full of cloudiness.

Fushua looked at Lu Ze's wounds all over his body, covered in blood, and his heartbroken eyes were red.

Lu Glass grabbed the panda doll in his hand and looked at Lu Ze rigidly, his eyes flashing, his lips biting, and he didn't speak.

Likewise, Alice on one side held her white hand tight and prayed for Lu Ze.

At this moment, the battlefield was silent.