The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 131: The Sound of Nine Lights (Part 2)

"Is he... a human." Jonah stared in awe at the shadow in the flame. The bricks and stones on the ground cracked and burst due to the high temperature. No one can survive in such a flame,

"Nonsense." The Moonlight Elf said, "He looks like an evil unscrupulous man, our magic creatures don't have such a vulgar appearance and weird laughter..."

Asai sighed: "Can you still fight for five seconds? I have to try to use gluttony. At noon when the weapon spirit is most active, the chances of me killing the enemy and being killed by gluttony each account for 50%. "

The flame is coming towards them at a limited pace, and the men in the fire are making short, cock-like laughs, as if they have seen something pleasing, "I smell it, giggle... heresy The smell of the blood, I didn’t expect to be so close to us, and so weak... Slightly... a healthy boy, a pure magic elves, plus a strange oriental man, the ashes you burned should be very kind. Interesting compound flavor, giggle... I will add a very unique display to my collection..."

The enemy's eyes were fixed on Jona’s bleeding right hand, which was accidentally injured in the "stainless steel anvil". The third-level astrologer suddenly straightened his chest, and the power of the "spiritual" of Syrah Like a stream of hot hot water flowing over his body, he suddenly drove away all fear. Every time the fireman took a step closer, the surrounding temperature rose by one degree. Jonah could feel his hair dry and curled up quickly. He couldn't bear it. After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, I realized that my throat had already dried up.

"Ping." The space defense magic that Xiaoguai did his best to lay down was lightly shattered, and the magic elves cursed twice without a ladylike manner. "Sugar" caused a serious backlash. Even the moonlight elves, who have a natural affinity for magical elements, cannot escape the punishment of short-term weakness.

"Is the heir of blood using the fire ability." The Oriental smiled bitterly and propped up his body, flicked his head to wrap his braid around his neck, bowed slightly in a posture of swinging a sword, and pressed the card on the scabbard with his right hand. Spring, "Kaqiang." One of the seven famous artifacts of the Eastern Continent, the "Gourmet" slowly reveals the cyan ridge of the sword. In fact, this is the first time Jonah has seen the true appearance of this weapon. The short sword is open on both sides. The blade and the spine of the sword were raised, and the blade was covered with chaotic cloud patterns. It seemed nothing special, but the hairs on the astrologer's body suddenly stood up, and a chill rose from the tail vertebra to the top of his head, and he involuntarily retreated. In the second half of the step, put the staff in front of you,

Asai’s fingers were trembling. Every inch of "gluttonous" pulled out, the pain on his face darkened. A red line hovered up from his right **** and climbed up his arm along his wrist. It was obviously a name. The powerful soul of the sword is absorbing the user’s blood and essence,

The man in the fire stopped in disbelief, "Going hard, giggle, good..." He stretched out his arm, and wrapped his arm in the erratic flame, making a flat palm. The posture of "Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom." Five pillars of fire spewed out from the ground without warning, and instantly turned into an overwhelming wall of fire.

"Be careful." Jonah bowed his body to protect the little boy in his arms. The air was ignited, and the scorching fire was inhaled in his nose, and he couldn't see anything except a bright red flame. , I felt the oriental people around me moved in the dimness, and Asai’s figure disappeared in the circling hot wind. A cold sword mark divided the hot world into two halves. The third-level astrologer opened his eyes and saw the wall of fire. It was cut into two diagonally, the transpiring flames tumbling up high in the sky, a vigorous back leaped into the fire, like a lone geese flying diagonally in the sunset, "Asai." Jona yelled,

A beam of fire passed through the sky, the figure of the Oriental froze, and then planted heavily, the light of the sword with a startling glimpse had been gathered into the scabbard, this long-accumulated offensive did not even have a complete sword The astrologer pounced towards the place where his partner fell, and went to the corners of his clothes and the ends of his hair regardless of the fire. Xiaoguai poked his head out of his arms and said wearily: "Brother Jona, I couldn't help. Busy...maybe next time..."

A green light pointed to the deerskin bag on the waist, and the moonlight elf fell asleep again,

The crackling explosion sounded from behind, and the fire man strolled in the flames, like a nobleman walking in his own rose garden. Jonah ran a dozen steps, but failed to find Asai’s The trail, "Asai." He looked around, yelling frantically, the flames burning everywhere blocked his sight, and the oriental disappeared into the fire,

"Heaven's blood..." The man in the flame stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, even the tip of his tongue was bursting with dark blue flames,

Even if there is no way to fight, he must fight. Jonah turned to face the terrifying enemy, raised the staff Sila Fauna, slowly closed his eyes, and recited the motto of the first mentor Gilberto Gilbernaion: "Everything in the world is the projection of the stars on the ecliptic. We survive, possess, communicate, inherit, create, manage, share, change, transcend, realize, communicate and introspect. , Please borrow my strength from the stars..."

"Cuckl." Fireman laughed happily. "The sealer said to me, now you are just a little flying insect whose wings have been removed. You must have the strength of a seventh-level magician or The place sensed the existence of the dispelled magic element... By the way, you are an astrologer, giggle... Where are your stars."

Jonah bit his lips and called the starry sky again and again, but the miracle did not appear. His spiritual world was still nothingness. The familiar 130-77 pair of stars hid in the deep darkness, "God of the stars... …" He prayed so devoutly that he could not find a stream of flying fire. The offensive from the Burning Man had just overwhelmed Asai, and now he burned to the astrologer,

At this moment, a sound as strong as a stone pierced the eardrum, "Jiuguang...Mingwang spear."

A strong wind burst out of the sky, instantly blowing away the pillar of fire, a rapidly rotating golden-red beam of light pierced the hot air, lasing from behind Jona with a piercing scream, the astrologer slowly Open your eyes and watch the spear of energy with light and heat covering the flames shoot through the body of Burning Man, piercing the twisted sky with a long trail,

What a familiar sight, Jonah opened his mouth in disbelief, and uttered the name that once shared life and death one by one: "...yeah...empty."

"Boom."

A man landed heavily in front of Jonah, throwing up dust in the sky. His tattered black long coat fluttered in the hot air like feathers. His tall figure, broad arms, and red hair covering his shoulders made this grandeur. The back of Chen is not the tall, thin southerner who is always confused by Cherry Du. The surprised expression of the third-level astrologer is frozen, "Who are you, why do you use the same spell as Yekong..."

The man turned his head and glanced at him with gray eyes, his muscular mouth did not have a trace of a smile, "Yekong, is it the ghost with the left hand? I don't know. You stand still, that guy is very difficult to entangle. ." His voice was as sonorous as the collision of two blades, which made people feel terrified.

"You are a member of the left hand of the ghost." Jonah immediately thought of the reason why Rose Ross would do everything possible to send himself to the city of gold. Bactria is the center of the entire southern continent and must be the location of the left hand branch of the ghost. , This must be the soldier she said came to protect him,

"Call me Zuta." The man said tacitly. He drew a long knife with a curved arc from the scabbard around his waist, and guarded him in front of Jona to stay alert.

The astrologer always felt that the man in front of him had something in common with Yekong, but apart from the color of his hair, the warrior named Zutta was completely different from the southerners in terms of body, attire, conversation and weapons. , Asai, have you seen a black-haired oriental man with braids." He suddenly screamed,

"No." Zutta replied briefly, his eyes swept across the scattered flames, the tip of the knife pointed at every small change like the third eye, "Did you bleed, I was through detection If the Star Array found you, your'listener' has not completed the ritual and cannot give an early warning."

"My finger was cut." Jonah replied, "What is the'listener', what is the ceremony,... these are not important, you must find Asai, he is very weak now and needs mine Help."

"Okay." He replied decisively, with a sonorous voice as if a steel nail had been cut.

Suddenly an unusual energy wave came from diagonally behind, "Behind." The astrologer yelled and withdrew from his footsteps. Zutta turned around and attacked without hesitation. Two leaps over Jona and rushed into the flames. The long sword slashed left and right, cutting out a slanted air-blade cross in the air, and the attack was extinguished by the sudden rise of the fire, "Hey...it's an interesting opponent, isn't the Vedic sword-bearing kallan...no no, it's Yingkalan Well, since when will the mice in the cave like you come out and show their faces.” The fire man appeared in a bunch of red flames, with a coconut-sized fireball hanging in front of him. The color of the flame was visible to the naked eye. From red to yellow, from yellow to blue, from blue to white, as the surrounding temperature rises sharply, the white hot fireball shrinking to the size of a fist beats restlessly, as if trying to break free from the arms of the fire man,

"Hide behind me." Zutta commanded without a doubt,

Jona didn’t try to behave, hiding his figure behind the warrior’s broad back. Zutta’s long hair was flying in the hot wind, and the hem of his torn black long dress was fluttering. "Qiang." He suddenly inserted his long knife. The scabbard around his waist bowed slightly, and quickly made a few gestures,

For some reason, his temperament completely changed in an instant. The golden-red majestic Buddha power brought by the "Nine Light" secret technique disappeared without a trace, and replaced by a blue-blue cold luminous flame, different from the East People's "gluttonous" sword wind is as cold as water, and what rises from the tower of the ancestor is the hellish wicked and extreme cold.

,, no, he is completely different from Yekon, this is Jona’s only idea at this time,