The sky is full of fire trees, and burning branches are everywhere.

Huang Liang feels like he has entered a purgatory of fire, like setting a fire in the virgin Amazon forest or the eucalyptus forest on the east coast of Australia.

Itnut had a solemn expression, and the Ice Soul in his hand stood upright in front of him, muttering words in his mouth. A large amount of mental power kept pouring in the void, condensed into layers of ice beside him, and when it touched the burning heat around, it turned into a misty white mist.

As the fog grew thicker, snowflakes appeared in the sky.

This is a very peculiar sight.

The heavy snow fluttered in the air, falling on the burning branches, clinging to it, but it was not cremated, only white smoke was raging, and the fire on the tree did not go out, but the flame increased, as if falling into the fire. It's not snow, but oil.

Branches and leaves burned out in the fire, turning into a rain of fire and falling all over the sky, contrasting with the snowflakes in the sky, turning into two different worlds of one fire and one snow.

Huang Liang had just been smoked uncomfortably by the smoke and was attacked by the cold of heavy snow. Although I know that this is the cold and hot in the memory awakened by the power of the spirit, the feeling of cold and hot that is magnified to the extreme is really tormenting.

He was a little worried. After all, this is an ice field. According to Hong Kui's previous judgment, it should be near the North Magnetic Pole of the Elizabeth Islands. Of course, it is also possible that they have already walked into another world of nothingness through that heavenly road.

In this icy world, the power of cold is infinite. And the only thing Aoki can use, besides his own power, is probably only the nine suns in the sky that don't know where they come from.

Huang Liang looked up through the gap between snowflakes and fire and rain, and saw the nine suns, just like nine fireballs hanging on the branches, eight of them hanging in eight directions on the periphery, connected to the burning branches. , Like a burning spider web.

There is another hanging on the treetop in the middle, which looks a little different.

He looked carefully, and vaguely saw a black spot inside the fireball in the middle, which was moving around, like a chick about to break out of its shell.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the fire is getting fiercer. He felt uncomfortably cold all over, and it was so hot. Gradually, his body became stiff, and his eyes became blurred.

As he expected, the power of ice and snow is infinite, as if firefighters drove a helicopter to put out fires in the air, and the fires in many places began to diminish.

The flames on some branches were finally extinguished and turned into scorched dead branches, and large tracts of woods dimmed. Only the trunk of that big tree was still burning with a raging fire, fighting hard against the icy and snowy air that was constantly pouring in the void.

Itnut didn't dare to relax at all. He was still taut, the Ice Soul held up high. Eyes fixed on the huge fire tree.

It seems that he has the right time and place, and the advantage is entirely on his side, but he has no way to completely overwhelm the other side.

He can suppress the flame, but he cannot suppress the power of life.

The fire burned out a branch, broke a branch, and quickly protruded from the main stem.

The power of this life is unique to the Soul of Wood.

This is the most basic spiritual trait that constitutes life that has been separated from Gaia's consciousness. It is precisely because of this spiritual trait that life can continue to thrive and multiply.

The vitality of this wood fuels the momentum of fire, which greatly strengthens the power of the half-rooted soul of fire, which is difficult to resist with the soul of intact ice. Here, the tree of fire can still stubbornly resist the snow and ice in the sky.

The power of ice and fire is stuck like this.

Suddenly, a **** bird emerged from the sun on the top of the tree canopy. It was covered with golden flames, spread its wings, flew up, and flew to a cold branch in the distance. The flame ignited from under his feet and quickly ignited the whole branch.

It flapped its wings again, and flew away, with golden flames splashing around with its wings.

It is like a flowing fireball, a sun running around, wherever it goes, the extinguished woods are burning up again, and the raging flames are burning to the horizon again.

Yitnut was trying his best to suppress Aoki, and had no spare energy to deal with this blazing golden crow, so he could only watch him and destroy the result he had just obtained.

It didn't take long for all the fire forests that had been extinguished to burn again.

As soon as the heavy snow covered it, the Golden Crow flew over. It completely makes up for the weakness of the original fire.

At a certain moment when balance was reached, the Flame Golden Crow suddenly croaked twice, and rushed towards Itnut.

Itnut saw a huge golden ball of fire like the sun and slammed it towards him. He didn't dare to underestimate him, and hurriedly separated his spirit, and a hockey puck of the same size condensed on the tip of Ice Soul.

But when he was so distracted, the original stalemate situation in the forest of fire changed.

The giant mulberry took advantage of the relief of the pressure, and the force originally contracted in the trunk suddenly exploded, and countless huge branches suddenly twisted and grew ~lightnovelpub.net~ like a fire python, wrapped around it all at once. Tenut's body.

Itnut was taken aback. With a wave of the Ice Soul in his hand, the ice ball burst open, freezing all the branches and vines wrapped around him, and then shaking his body, shattering them, and shook them to the ground. .

However, he couldn't take care of the fireball that hit him at this time.

The fireball hit him, like a supernova exploding in the cold space of absolute zero. The flames and rays instantly cooled in the low temperature, and finally turned into a basin of bursting ice mist.

Itnut seemed unscathed.

But he stood there stiffly, motionless, only lowered his head to look at his own chest.

A light flashed across his chest. Then the light became bigger and bigger, forming a hole of light in his chest.

A crow flew out of the light hole, croaking. It held a heart as dark as its feathers in its paws.

Itnut stretched out his skinny claws and grabbed the crow, trying to regain the heart and put it back into his chest.

However, the crow flew away quickly, throwing the black heart into the blazing fire.

The ice soul fell to the ground with a cry.

The fire and rain dissipated, the wind and snow subsided, and everything returned to its original state.

On this quiet ice field, the air is clear and cloudless, only the nine strange suns are still hanging high in the sky.

Aoki stood quietly, like a pine tree rooted on an iceberg. The windbreaker on his body was gently floating in the breeze blowing from the ice field.

The crow croaked and landed on Aoki's head.

There was a croaking echo from the glacial gorge in the distance.

Itnut clutched his chest and slowly fell down. His body quickly dried up and turned into a black mummy.