Chapter 226

Ma Jiaojiao's smile had not gone away, but suddenly solidified on her face.

In her incredulous eyes, she reflected a human figure wrapped in flames, as if it was a real God of fire coming out of the flames. Layers of flames are burning and jumping tightly on the figure, but they can't hurt the figure at all. On the contrary, they are like countless flame elves who are dancing around the figure in a trance, worshiping their king of flame.

A person, safe in the sea of fire picture, where the fire is not retreat, but layer upon layer winding up, but can not hurt the people inside a corner, that is how shocking?

Now, Ma Jiaojiao deeply felt her own insignificance, and had a kind of fear from her heart. She opened her mouth and scolded Ma Sanmo. She was stiff in her throat. Her face was stiff. She didn't know whether it was fear or shame.

Not only she, but all the people who saw this scene were frozen in the same place. Several black star mercenaries with rifles and micro charge were ready to go to the front to drive the crowd. They put down their guns again in silence.

Ma Ziqiang and others have retreated further. This kind of scene, and what happened after that, is obviously no longer what ordinary mercenaries like them can intervene in.

"How could it be?"

Master Mao's eyes were incredible, and his hands trembled slightly.

No one knows more about the power of his own fire spell than he does. A robot will burn off a layer of iron by the fire at this time.

I'm afraid those who are strong in the area have already exhausted their internal strength and have been burnt into coke!

But

Wang Xu is not damaged, even a corner of his clothes is not damaged, the flame is jumping, only an inch away from his body in vain.

Is this boy a dark warrior? But even the dark warrior can't hold his flame

All of a sudden, an extremely frightening idea came out of master Mao's heart.

Is this boy a warrior of strength?!

For a moment, his face was in a state of uncertainty.

"Boy, my flame, unless it's a warrior, no one can stop it. It's enough to be proud to be a warrior at your age."

Master Mao shakes his head and shakes away the unrealistic ideas in his mind. His eyes twinkle. He stares at Wang Xu coldly and asks word by word

"You can't be a warrior. Who are you?"

"Ha ha."

Wang Xu gently smile, did not answer the meaning of master Mao.

It's not the first time he's met a master, but it's the first time he's met a master after he returned to Jianghai. His fire spell is really powerful. Even if it's him, in a short time, the power of life consumed in his body is also terrible.

However, no matter how fierce the fire is, even if it is like a maggot of tarsal bone, it is also a rootless wood, which will gradually die out under the consumption of him.

Seeing that Wang Xu did not dare to answer his question, master Mao's face sank: "boy, you can ignore me if you think I have nothing to do with you? I can release dozens of more powerful Fire spells. I'll see if you can sustain them dozens of times! "

As he spoke, his eyes were full of fire, and two flames suddenly appeared between his hands. The flames soared into the sky and turned into two fire dragons more than two meters long in the air, rushing toward Wang Xu.

The fire dragon flying into the sky, accompanied by a huge flame, lit up the whole night sky, but also covered master Mao's own sight.

"Boom!"

But at this time, there was a loud noise in the void, and the surrounding space seemed to be followed by a violent shock, and an invisible shock suddenly spread from somewhere in the void. Just in a flash, the two fire dragons were crushed into a piece of Mars by this invisible shock.

"What's the matter?"

Master Mao was a little stunned, and then suddenly looked up to the nearby grave pit.

I saw that in the grave pit, the iron coffin, which had been entangled by hundreds of iron chains, floated slowly, as if there was an invisible hand brushing it gently, and one iron chain after another broke.

"Touch! Touch! Touch

Each chain is broken, and the invisible sound in the void is even more huge. With the last chain broken, the roaring sound reverberates over the whole Furong mountain.

At the same time, the dark iron coffin suddenly stood on its head.

"Touch!"

The next moment, the top of the coffin lid suddenly opened, revealing the dark bottom of the coffin. Strange things happened. The dark coffin mouth was so big, but it was expanding in the reflection of master Mao's eyes.

The speed was very fast. Almost in a flash, the dark mouth of the iron coffin exceeded four or five meters in diameter and seven or eight meters in height.

What is the concept of seven or eight meters high, three stories high!

When a person stands in front of a three story building and looks up, how small is he?

And when a person, with his own eyes, sees a coffin that is no more than two meters in size, and within a few breaths, it turns into such a magnificent size in front of him, the shock is even more terrifying.

Now, master Mao felt a little scared in his heart!

"This is..."

Master Mao's eyes contracted violently, as if he had seen something terrible.

He's all like that. What about the others? When everyone saw this scene, they were fixed in the same place. They did not dare to move. Their eyes were empty and dull, as if they had lost their soul.

In front of this scene, let everyone unforgettable!

The huge iron coffin stands in the sky and the earth. The coffin mouth is swarthy, so people can't see the situation inside. It seems that this is not the entrance of a coffin, but a gate to the abyss of hell.

"Hoo..."

All of a sudden, a faint cold wind blew out of the gate. It was freezing and piercing, which made everyone tremble.

"Ah

Ma Jiaojiao gave out a scream of panic again, her eyes were scattered, as if she saw the ghost, and she fell back in panic.

At this time, all the people woke up. After the death of blood sword, Ma Ziqiang was the most important mercenary of black star. He quickly helped Ma Jiaojiao and yelled at the crowd:

"Don't you form a formation and protect Miss Ma, all on high alert!"

"All men, load the guns!"

With that, Ma Ziqiang took up his rifle with a click, pointed the muzzle at the gate, and looked extremely nervous, as if a devil from hell would be saved in the next moment.

The other black star mercenaries came back to their senses, shaking and holding up their arms, while carefully protecting Ma Jiaojiao. After all, they are mercenaries fighting for wealth. Although they are afraid, they know how to perform their duties.

Even master Mao was very tight and on guard. His hands were wrapped in the fire and his magic was frozen. He was also frightened by the dark door of the coffin.

Ma Sanmo looks at Wang Xu in horror and asks with trembling: "is this... The gate of the secret place? It's really... Terrible. It's this iron coffin... Isn't it a group of ghosts who died in ancient times? "

"Mr. Wang, what should we do?"

What Ma Sanmo experienced during this period of time made him very happy. He had not met Wang Xu for a long time. He was the only one who came to find this secret place. He was afraid that he had been killed by others for a long time. I don't know how many times. How could he see such a shocking scene as the reappearance of a myth?