"Idiot, why are you anxious?" After being interrupted, Guan Heng said impatiently: "We have to wait for a while before we can leave. You can go chat with Old Man Sanqiu first."

"Sangqiu...Bori, wait first!" Guan Heng suddenly thought of a solution: the nemesis of the black gas of the Demon Realm is a variety of spiritual flames, while Sanqiu is a master of using flame magic spells.

At this moment, Guan Heng had an idea, which was to ask Sanqiu to help dispel the black air of the demon realm in Luta's body with fire spells. Although he didn't know whether it was feasible, he could try this method at present.

The next moment, Guan Heng immediately found Sancho, a fat old man who was chatting with Shaharu and his wife. The island was very lively recently. The newly moved Shaharu used his methods to build two sturdy bark houses with the collected materials. Sancho simply refused to leave and lived here to show his affection to Mrs. Django. Unfortunately, they always ignored it.

"That's how it is, Mr. Sancho, can your flame spell drive away the black air of the Demon Realm?" Guan Heng said this and looked at Sancho and said, "The life and death of this friend is crucial to me, so can you try it as much as possible?"

"To be honest, I have never been exposed to the black air of the Demon Realm before." Sanqiu said with some embarrassment: "But, for your plea, I can give it a try."

"Tsk, look at the virtues of this fat old man. The more you beg him, the more he feels like a master." Borui said angrily from the side: "Old Man Sancho, why don't you fly to the sky?"

"Little guy, you speak very little." Hearing this, Sancho was so angry that he glared at him. He snorted and said, "Don't you kid have the flame spell? Otherwise, let's try it first?"

"I'll try it, but I can't stand your arrogant look." Borui said to Guan Heng with a loud voice: "Boss, bring your friend out. I'll try to use my own flame magic to remove the demonic energy for him!"

"Stop making trouble. Now it's life is at stake. I'm not at ease to hand Luta over to your half-baked hands!"

Guan Heng was about to scold Borui, but Sanqiu next to him whispered: "Let this guy try it. If it fails, I will observe the reasons for the failure and be clear in my mind. Don't worry, if I am present, nothing will happen."

"Okay, since Mr. Sanqiu has agreed, let Borui try it." Guan Heng was sick and seeking medical treatment at this moment. He knew clearly that Luta must not die. Qing Huang's remnant soul was still in Luta's eyeball. If he could not retrieve that eyeball, Luta would certainly die, Qing Huang's remnant soul would be destroyed!

After a while, the unconscious Luta was carried to the beach of the island. Guan Heng and Borui had already built a simple stone platform. Sancho, Madame Django and Julie were all gathered around to watch the fun, but Shaharu was still jingling the refining equipment in his hut and did not come out.

"Okay, that's now." Guan Heng took a few steps back and shouted to Borui: "Try it with the primary flame magic first, step by step, don't be impatient."

"Boss, don't worry, it's just a small demonic energy. It's easy to drive out the small amount of demonic energy." Borui's strength has increased significantly recently, and even his confidence has soared. He suddenly stretched out his index finger, and a small flame suddenly appeared on it. Borui then threw the flame towards Ruta on the stone platform: "Basic Flame Spell!"

"Hu——" The flame suddenly turned into a sphere when encountering the air and fell on Luta in an instant. But in this moment, a black air suddenly emerged from Luta's eye sockets that had lost their eyes, which shook the fireball away in a flash, and Mars burst into the sky in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Borui's face turned pale. He stomped his feet hard: "Damn it, it seems that the intensity of the flame is not enough. Since that's the case, look at my fire spell!"

With a low growl, a large piece of fire elements suddenly gathered in Borui's palm. In the past, he had to use the Dragon Demon's wand to use the fire spell, but now, his strength is enough to display it with empty hands.

"Drink! Burn, burn it!" In an instant, the fire element in Borui's palm surged rapidly, turning into a wave of fire to completely cover Luta lying on the stone platform in front of him.

"Hahaha, how about it?" Borui shouted proudly at this time: "Not to mention the black air of the Demon Realm, even his whole body will be roasted into charcoal by the spell of fire..."

"Bang!" Before Borui finished laughing, Guan Heng's fist had already hit his head hard: "Battle ball, you will burn him to death, please extinguish the fire for me!"

"Boss, you...slap me in the head again."

Bo Rui covered his head and was about to extinguish as Guan Heng said and stop the spell of fire, but in the rising fire, a large piece of black gas suddenly spread out. The black gas seemed to be an invisible hand, completely slapped the wave of fire. This scene was not only Bo Rui felt incredible, but also the magic masters like the fat old man Sancho and Mrs. Django were shocked.

"Sure enough, the black air in the demon realm in Luta's body is not ordinary people."

Guan Heng secretly cried in his heart: "It's not surprising. After all, it was the brain-eroding spell personally cast by the Demon Lord of the Abyss himself, which must be hundreds of times stronger than ordinary demons. The intermediate fire spell cannot deal with the black air of the Demon Realm. This is going to be bad."

"Damn it, I have a big trick - the flame demon's wrath spell." Borui growled in anger at this time: "I don't believe in advanced flame magic and can't deal with you!"

"Ba!" Before Borui was about to exert the flame demon's rage, his collar was suddenly grabbed by the fat old man Sanqiu. Then, the fat old man threw Borui behind: "Boy, you don't have to cause trouble here, so let me leave it."

"Stinky old man, who wants you to meddle in other people's business? I'm still..." Bori shook his head and sat up from the ground. Just as he was about to curse, Mrs. Django said coldly: "Idiot, the old fat man is for you. If you use the rage of the Fire Demon, you will be seriously injured by the black air of the Demon Realm backfire on the magic."

"Uh? That's the case?!" Hearing this, Borey was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.
Chapter completed!