The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 1315 Demon Fire
Even if the black blood flowed from the face of a young man, it would frighten me, but now it is flowing from the face of this old witch, which makes me even more frightened.

What I am afraid of is that this old woman is so ruthless, not only is she ruthless to those infant spirits on the ground, she is ruthless to me, and she is also ruthless to herself.

Originally, you were not good-looking, but now you are disfigured, and your self-confidence in life is a little stronger. If it were me, I would be ashamed to show my face in front of people. You are still here to scare people, and you are really strong.

It would be a lie to say that there is no fear, because anyone who encounters such an ugly face will feel uncomfortable.

The old witch was obviously in pain too, she stroked her face with her hand, the blood on her face stuck to her hand, wiped it off, sucked it in her mouth, then smiled evilly again, put the broom Turning it upside down, I wiped the red gem on the end of the toilet bowl again.

The gemstone was already dull, but after being smeared with her blood, it turned into an attractive luster again.

This old hag was really willing to spend all her money, and actually used blood to nourish this gemstone, allowing it to continue to function.

More importantly, every movement of hers was performed by the three old witches together, and they were all exactly the same movements without any difference.

After the old witch finished this action quickly, she immediately erected the toilet bowl, and the broom hairs on the bottom stood upright and poked on the ground.

A series of rough and incomprehensible incantations were recited continuously, and the temperature of the entire stone room suddenly rose.

The rise in temperature surprised me, what kind of magic did this old guy use?
I observed the old witch carefully, and was surprised to find that three small flowers rose from the old witch's feet.

The flowers are green and black, rising continuously, like flickering flames.

No, that is the flame, the tiny flame, burning hard, the flame is rising, gradually burning more and more intensely.

What kind of fire is this?

My inspiration tells me that this is a kind of spiritual fire, and its power is not even weaker than my ghost fire, purple fire and Higan Hanabi.

"Demon fire, burn it, burn this fearless boy, and let him know that there is still a powerful magic fire in this world!"

The old witch kept singing, and the three green and black flames burned more and more vigorously, and gradually the whole stone room seemed like a furnace.

"Playing with fire with me? Old woman, you're still a little tender!"

I couldn't help being happy, I have three kinds of spiritual fires in my body, this old woman should not know, but she still chooses to use the so-called magic fires to fight against me, it seems that this old guy is at the end of his rope, and his skills are exhausted.

"I'll show you what real fire is!"

I put one hand between my eyebrows: "Hellfire, Nether Purple Fire, come out!"

The black hell's will-o'-the-wisp, and the Youming purple fire in You Ming's eyes rushed towards the old witch with charcoal momentum, and got entangled with the two demonic fires below her, burning each other silently.

I didn't release the Bigan Huahuo, because I discovered before that the Bigan Huahuo seems to be useless to this old witch.

But I also want to understand that everything in this world has mutual generation and mutual restraint, maybe this old thing can restrain the fireworks of the other side!

There is another reason why I didn't release the Fireworks of the Other Side, that is, I want to subdue this magic fire!
The power of the three magic fires is so great that I dare not take them by force, but I want to try the one magic fire.

So after the hell ghost fire and the other side flower fire entangled the two magic fires, they walked towards the last magic fire.

The last remaining old witch has no strength after casting the spell at this time, and she is completely protected by the magic fire. I walked over like this, and there was only one result, either I was burned to death by the magic fire, or the old witch died in my body. men.

I released the fighting energy of the sky, and stepped on the step, and the surging energy from the step dissipated a small piece the moment it collided with the magic fire.

And the magic fire didn't completely please it, and under the pressure of the stellar energy, it also shrank back a bit.

I continued to take steps. After recovering from my injury, I could already take eighty steps, and I was only short of the last step to reach the state of ninety-nine return to one.

Ninety-nine return to one is the entry to the realm of golden light soaring to the sky, and I have never been able to advance an inch.

But the eighty-step gang step is completely capable of dealing with this magic fire.

The rich stellar energy is obviously beyond the cognition of the old woman, because I usually use Maoshan hand art and three kinds of spiritual fires against the enemy, and I rarely use the stellar step, so many people don't know what my gang step is. To what extent have you learned.

Only I know that I have never given up the practice of Gangbu. It was practiced when I was very young, and I have always taken it as a compulsory course to learn.

This is also my biggest hole card all the time. Today, in order to subdue this magic fire, I had to use it.

There are many steps, and after seventy steps, every step I take is extremely difficult.

But with every step, I can leave an extremely deep footprint on the ground of this stone room. After seventy steps, I can stamp out a flame of the magic fire with every step. So he walked in front of the old witch.

The old witch looked at me in surprise, but I stood in front of her, not paying any attention to the skinny claws she stretched out to me. I bent down to avoid the claws, stretched out my hand on the ground, and grabbed the magic fire.

As a spiritual fire, the magic fire naturally ignites when it encounters it.

The magic fire burned directly along my fingers, and a scorching hot feeling came from my fingers.

I raised my finger and flicked it in front of the old witch, who retracted her skinny palm in fear.

"No, how did you, how did you do it? Why didn't you get burned by the magic fire?"

I glanced at her with disdain, and a Bianhua flower was born in my hand, and the magic fire immediately ignited on the Bianhua.

The whole Bana flower turned into a raging fire under the burning of the magic fire, and surrounded the magic fire.Then all shrunk to form a bud.

The bud retracted again and turned into a 'watermelon seed'.

There is a layer of green on the 'watermelon seeds', shining with a magical luster.

I put the watermelon seed back in my hand, felt it silently, and said in surprise: "You didn't expect, and I didn't expect, that this magic fire is so different from other spiritual fires, and now it belongs to me. "

The old witch's face was full of disbelief, and she suddenly opened her withered old mouth, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

This time, what she vomited was fresh blood, not black blood, it was from anger.

Then that black blood is another kind of blood she practiced, witch blood!

This old woman is actually a witch with two bloods. According to legend, there is a kind of witch who is half human and half witch.

This mediation is the carrier of attracting witches.

(End of this chapter)