MTL - From the Dungeon, Slaughter the Demon Apostle-Chapter 598 Master of the powerful fire element

"Hey, Contra, you broke your arm this time, and your cultivation has been greatly affected. I should let you rest well, but the situation is a bit chaotic now. I can only work hard for you to guard the main roads of Popo City. Once Ku If there is any change in the Neil family, report it immediately."

Contra's eyes flashed fiercely:

"Don't worry, my lord, this subordinate will definitely let you down again this time. I just ask my lord to promise me one request."

"explain!"

"I hope that on the day when the Kurnier family is completely annexed, I implore my lord to appoint me as the vanguard, and I will skin that kid with my own hands!"

Contra gritted his teeth, it seems that he hated Ling Fei to the bone.

Fan Helsing frowned, and said lightly: "Don't worry, I won't let you suffer, well, you all should step back first, the important thing is to get things done as soon as possible."

The city lord issued an order to evict the guests, and the seven strong men naturally did not dare to force them to stay. They glanced at each other strangely, and the last man, whose whole body was covered in smoke, bowed to Fan Helsing and hurriedly retreated.

In a blink of an eye, only the city lord Fan Helsing and the mysterious strong man were left in the room.

Fan Helsing's indifferent face suddenly became distorted, and his originally hale and hearty face also turned redder. Fan Helsing took out a bottle from his arms, uncorked the bottle impatiently, and a light blue cool air flowed from the bottle. Fan Helsing took a sudden inhalation, inhaled the blue gas into his body, and closed his eyes to exercise without any scruples.

It took about a quarter of an hour before he exhaled heavily. The turbid air carried extremely high temperature, which made the originally cool hall become hot and dry for a while.

"My lord, it seems that your time is running out."

The person shrouded in smoke suddenly spoke, his tone was so weird that he couldn't recognize a man or a woman at all.

Fan Helsing snorted coldly, and said without looking back: "Don't make it so easy, don't forget, if I fail, your master will get nothing."

"Don't dare, I'm just reminding my lord, in your current situation, if you don't take any action, I'm afraid it will be very dangerous..."

The person in the smoke continued talking indifferently.

Fan Helsing's complexion changed, and he suddenly smiled: "The old man admits that in order to achieve the ultimate in martial arts, the old man took a shortcut and paid the price for it, but your master is not a good bird. He actually betrayed the family to seize power. , in comparison, I feel ashamed."

Hearing Van Helsing's sarcasm, the calm smoke suddenly churned, and the voice of the person in the smoke suddenly became cold, with a faint coldness emanating:

"What seizing power is just taking back what belongs to us."

"Is it?"

Van Helsing showed a disdainful smile: "Then I am looking forward to what important news you will get from the Kunier family...

Otherwise, your wish may have to be delayed for decades. I still have some patience. After all, even if I am tortured by the fire of the real dragon, I can still persist for a hundred years. However, does your Patriarch still have a chance? Live so long, it is unknown. "

The person in the smoke was silent for a moment, snorted coldly, and disappeared into the hall.

Only one person knew about Fan Helsing's secret, and that was the person hiding in the mist. Looking at the back of that person leaving, Fan Helsing's eyes filled with a trace of complexity, which he immediately suppressed forcibly.

Looking back, Van Helsing's gaze fell on the faint purple fire again, and he pondered for a moment, then suddenly a blazing flame rose from his right hand, as hot and dazzling as the fire he threw out at the beginning.

Fan Helsing calmly raised his flaming palm, and made a light move towards the purple flame floating in the air.

The purple flame seemed to have spiritual wisdom, and flew to Fan Helsing's hand with a whoosh, and slowly turned in his hand.

The weak Zihuo was completely wrapped by the crimson flame wrapped in Fan Helsing's palm. The crimson flame was like a beast, and from time to time a flame burst out to attack Zihuo, and Zihuo was like a bullied little daughter-in-law, tightly The two are curled up together, but the strange thing is that even if they are so blended, the two seem to be mutually restrained, but they are as distinct as oil and water.

"Hmm... It's really interesting. Although it is also fire, it doesn't have the characteristics of fire. Not only does it not emit any hot feeling, but it makes people feel cold."

Squinting his eyes, staring at Zi Huo in front of him, Fan Helsing observed with interest.

Fan Helsing is still very curious about this strange phenomenon. If he has seen the power of this purple fire, I am afraid that any strong person will not turn a blind eye to it, and even want to use it for himself, let alone someone who has cultivated the fire element and achieved fame. Fan Helsing is the lord of the city. In fact, since he saw the fire, he has been thinking about how to smelt this fire into his own practice of fire.

When a pinch of flames once again provocatively charged in front of the huddled purple fire, the weak purple fire suddenly trembled~www.novelbuddy.com~ Then the weak flames rose suddenly, and suddenly sprayed the flames into the air. The coming flames wrapped it and attached to the flames.

Seeing that the crimson flame became dimmer in an instant, Fan Helsing was startled, and decisively cut off the connection with the rubbing flame. Without the attention of Zhenqi, Zihuo rolled up the flame and quickly shrank into a ball.

A strange scene was staged in front of Fan Helsing's eyes. The crimson flame, surrounded by the purple fire, gradually became dim, and the flame became smaller and smaller. After a few seconds, the little red in the purple completely disappeared. Disappeared, but Zihuo seemed to swell slightly.

Seeing this scene, Fan Helsing was not surprised but delighted, and praised:

"Haha, yes, although there is no heat from the fire, but still maintain such a violent temper, it only took a moment to swallow my real dragon flame, it seems that the rank of this purple fire is not low, and look at this purple fire Fire has such a spirituality, if I can master it thoroughly and cultivate it carefully, my strength will definitely be a step closer."

However, just when Fan Helsing was in a good mood, the purple fire in front of him changed again. The purple fire that had been huddled together just now suddenly burst into purple light, forcibly breaking free from the control of Fan Helsing's palm of fire, and was about to float away , Fan Helsing was taken aback, and shouted: "Want to run? Dreaming!"

As his words fell, the flame in his hand suddenly turned into the appearance of a miniature flying dragon, raised his head and roared, then opened his mouth and bit at Zihuo suddenly.

Seeing that Zihuo was about to be bitten by the big mouth of the miniature fire dragon, that Zihuo suddenly straightened up and fled, staying where he was.

Just at this moment, the big mouth of the mini fire dragon approached, bit down hard, and when the big mouth closed, there was a slight pop sound, and it completely swallowed Zihuo.