Just as he stabilized, a fire dragon erupted from the ground where he stood, engulfing him in flames.
Mo Qi, caught off guard, had to dodge again.
If not for the tempering of his body by the Azure Lotus Fire, he would have long since been reduced to ashes.
Even so, he could not withstand the continuous onslaught of the fire dragons.
It was then that he finally understood the meaning of "playing with fire and getting burned."
No matter where he hid, the flames pursued him, as if he himself were burning.
The feeling was akin to the shackles of fate being perpetually locked upon him, inescapable.
Mo Qi fell into a passive state, unable to think of a solution. He dodged repeatedly, was burned repeatedly, and felt on the verge of suffocation.
Ye Qingqing, witnessing this, moved to rescue him.
The woman who had accompanied Ye Xiaochen, Zeng Xisha, casually conjured a five-colored box. It emitted a five-colored radiance, vibrant and dazzling, and struck towards Ye Qingqing.
Ye Qingqing had no choice but to summon the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree (given to her by Mo Qi) to meet it, blocking the multicolored light.
The two engaged in battle, preventing Ye Qingqing from rescuing Mo Qi.
In truth, she couldn't have saved Mo Qi; going to his aid would have only plunged her into a desperate situation.
Mo Qi, at this moment, was on the verge of his soul leaving his body from the burns. At the critical juncture, he unleashed his spatial technique and escaped through a rift.
Ye Xiaochen had not idled away his years at the Tianfu Palace. He raised his hand, conjuring a white mist around himself.
The mist enveloped him, ethereal and graceful, gradually spreading.
But in Mo Qi's eyes, the white mist was not mist; it was a series of solid bronze walls and iron ramparts.
As he attempted to open up space and draw closer to Ye Xiaochen, he encountered obstacles, emitting crackling sounds and sparks. Yet, he could not break through.
A sinister smile played on Ye Xiaochen's lips: "You are quite good, you've made progress over the years, but you are still far from enough."
As he spoke, Ye Xiaochen waved his hand, and the white mist in the air thickened.
The fine particles of the mist became substantial, like tiny insects with sharp teeth, rapidly gnawing at the entire space. With a crash, the entire space shattered like glass.
Mo Qi's disheveled form fell from the space. The tiny particles moved forward silently, tearing towards Mo Qi.
Mo Qi felt a searing pain and hastily unleashed the Azure Lotus Fire, swirling it in the air.
Fortunately, the Azure Lotus Fire was effective against the attack of the tiny particles, like an invisible wind, instantly blowing the tiny particles away without a trace.
On the other side, the little blood person had absorbed enough black energy. Its belly had expanded to be as thin as a cicada's wing, seemingly ready to burst with a touch.
The little blood person also sensed that if it absorbed any more, it would explode.
It had exploded once before, and it felt that it would not die.
However, if its body exploded, the absorbed poisonous gas would be released, rendering all its previous efforts futile.
At this moment, countless eager eyes were watching him from afar.
Therefore, it could not allow such a situation to occur.
It unfurled its form and darted into the distance.
The Skeleton King, seeing it flee, was unwilling to let it go. It immediately continued to release black energy and pursued it.
Mo Qi, engaged in combat, was also observing the Skeleton King's movements.
His every action determined the lives of many and the outcome of his army's battle.
Therefore, he could not allow it to act with impunity.
Mo Qi seized an opportunity, unleashed his teleportation technique, and moved towards the Skeleton King.
The Skeleton King, fully focused on dealing with the little blood person, did not notice Mo Qi's sudden sneak attack. By the time it sensed Mo Qi's approach, it was already a little late.
But it felt that this should have no impact on it.
It could deal with him at any time.
At this moment, it flicked its skull, and the two black holes directly aimed at Mo Qi, spewing dense black energy.
The black energy instantly submerged Mo Qi's figure.
The Skeleton King laughed: "You actually walked into a trap? Hahaha, this is hilarious. Let alone you alone, even an army of thousands would be corroded into nothingness. You dared to charge forward."
At this moment, a voice emerged from the black energy: "Your poisonous gas is far from enough. If you don't know how to use poison, don't come out and embarrass yourself. I feel ashamed for you."
The Skeleton King's smile froze, and its heart trembled: What was happening? Impossible! He couldn't possibly still be alive.
Although it could not see Mo Qi's figure at this moment, it clearly felt that the voice was getting closer.
It felt a trace of fear.
However, it forcibly suppressed the fear in its heart and continuously urged its skull.
As a precaution, it retreated rapidly, looking at the mass of black energy: "You are about to die, so stop bluffing. Close your mouth and die. No one will say you didn't try your best."
At this time, Ye Xiaochen caught up, preparing to sneak attack Mo Qi from behind. But upon seeing the dense black mist spreading, he immediately hesitated and then retreated repeatedly.
Since he had chosen to die from poison, Ye Xiaochen was too lazy to act.
This was a good thing!
But from time to time, he heard Mo Qi's voice echoing within the poisonous gas, which drove him mad, almost making him want to rush into the gas and finish him personally.
However, he remained exceptionally calm, prioritizing his own safety from poisoning before he could eliminate Mo Qi.
Thus, he kept circling the periphery, waiting for an opportunity to launch a fatal blow against Mo Qi.
Mo Qi's voice rang out again: "Alas, I truly feel ashamed for you. Where do you get the confidence to kill me? I can eat this poisonous gas as I please."
Damn it, the Skeleton King felt the voice had gotten closer.
The fear in its heart was about to burst out of its throat.
At the same time, it was also thinking: "Could this be a special communication method of the opponent, a bluff?"
With this thought, it pointed at the skull, and the entire skull plunged into the black energy.
With a thunderous roar, it felt the ground being struck, creating a large pit, accompanied by flying sand and stones, and billowing dust.
There even seemed to be the sound of Mo Qi's bones shattering.
It let out a sigh of relief: "Finally, peace."
A faint smile also appeared on Ye Xiaochen's face.
"Is that all? Too childish?" the annoying voice sounded again.
And the voice had gotten much closer.
The Skeleton King was furious, pointing its hand repeatedly, sending its skull crashing into the black energy, the booming sounds incessant.
The soil on the ground was overturned three times, and dust surged upwards, exceeding the height of the black energy.
Even so, the Skeleton King remained uneasy and urged its skull again.
The skull suddenly opened its mouth and spat out a mouthful of yellow gas, which dispersed outwards, covering all the black energy and turning the entire darkness into a golden hue!
Hissing sounds, as if of air contracting, echoed, and the entire space was shrouded in yellow.
The yellow mist lingered for a long time.
The Skeleton King's eyes widened as it searched within the yellow mist, its expression extremely tense.
"See if you die," the Skeleton King said to the air.
Unable to see, it attempted to pinpoint the location by sound.
However, this time, no one answered. The air was eerily silent.
Its heart stirred with excitement. Could it be that he was truly dead?
Ye Xiaochen was also excited, his eyes darting around, searching for Mo Qi's figure.
At this moment, he had forgotten whether he wanted to see him or not.
But he felt that Mo Qi could not be killed so easily.
So he shouted to the Skeleton King from a distance: "Don't stop attacking, keep attacking, don't harbor any侥幸."
The Skeleton King glanced at him with disdain: "Who the hell are you? Why are you shouting at me? Why? If you have the ability, come yourself!"
Ye Xiaochen coughed dryly: "I had already beaten him to the point where he couldn't fight back. He came here himself. If it weren't for you, I would have eliminated him myself."
The Skeleton King snorted coldly: "Just you? You want to kill him too?"
Ye Xiaochen fell silent. He felt that at this moment, they should be united against a common enemy, and it was not appropriate to have internal conflict with the Skeleton King.
At this moment, as long as Mo Qi could be killed, he could endure any humiliation, let alone verbal abuse.
The little blood person, after stopping its absorption of black energy, fled to a distant place to digest the black energy.
If it did not digest this poisonous gas, it would either vomit it out to harm others or explode from being overfilled.
After much thought, it decided to digest it itself. If it could digest all this poisonous gas, it could also take the opportunity to improve its cultivation.
On the other side, Xiao Yi and Xiao Bu Dian were fighting the Soul Bell King and had completely gained the upper hand. Xiao Bu Dian's indestructible body was an unsolvable existence.
The Soul Bell could destroy a city, but when it struck Xiao Bu Dian, it only knocked him to the ground. After a while, he got up again and attacked the Soul Bell King, proving to be very troublesome.
During this process, Xiao Yi moved fluidly around the Soul Bell King, sometimes transforming into a disc and spinning towards the Soul Bell King. The blades around its body sliced through the air, tearing through space and making the entire space boil. In the boiling space, the blades cut through the air, forming sharp gusts of wind that continuously tore at the Soul Bell King's protective golden body, leaving wounds on him.
"What kind of magical treasure is this? It's so powerful!" the Soul Bell King exclaimed, hopping and retreating rapidly.
This was not all. Sometimes, when the disc-shaped magical treasure approached him, a blinding light would suddenly flash from its center, sending the Soul Bell King rolling on the ground.
The Soul Bell King was enraged. It recalled the Soul Bell and shook it in the air, emitting a piercing ringing sound.
Xiao Yi immediately felt dizzy, and its body, suspended in mid-air, paused.
The Soul Bell King seized the opportunity, lunged forward, and struck towards Xiao Yi with its palm. The massive palm blotted out the sky, its edges shimmering with flowing light, causing the air to become scorching hot.
Just as Xiao Yi seemed to have nowhere to escape, facing certain destruction,
At that very moment, as if a stroke of divine inspiration, the blades on Xiao Yi's outer edge began to rotate, emitting sizzling sounds and sparks in the air.
The Soul Bell King's palm strike landed precisely on the sharp blades. Instantly, blood light shot out, accompanied by a shrill howl. The Skeleton King's body was sent flying backward, crashing to the ground.
Its palm had been sliced in half, hanging limply to the sides in a horrifying manner.