My Demon Queen

After Ye An said those harsh words, he immediately began to carefully arrange the formation without hesitation.

I saw him dancing his hands quickly, rays of spiritual power flashed, and the outline of the formation gradually appeared.

Mo Ruxue's beautiful eyes also flashed with light, and she stared at Ye An closely, watching him set up several formations almost in the blink of an eye. Moreover, she also keenly discovered that the paper fan on Ye An's waist was not used, and there were ten extremely complicated formation diagrams engraved on the paper fan. Each formation diagram seemed to contain a mysterious and powerful power.

Mo Qingcheng also gently put down the teacup in her hand and turned her attention to this unfair challenge. At the same time, she also noticed that Ye An obviously had not used all his strength. He seemed to be making a clever plan at the moment.

Xiao Rou was watching with fear in her heart, but because her cultivation was too low, she could not see the mystery of the formations set up by Ye An. However, after spending so many days with Mo Ruxue, Xiao Rou was able to sense that Mo Ruxue's spiritual power was slowly flowing, as if preparing for the upcoming fierce confrontation.

"Boy, if you lose, you have to call me Queen, hahahaha."

Mo Ruxue laughed wantonly and then slowly stretched out a finger. On the tip of her finger, a tiny flame appeared.

The flame flickered extremely weakly, as if it could go out at any time. However, among the people present, no one except Mo Qingcheng dared to underestimate this seemingly ordinary flame.

When Ye An saw the flame, he couldn't help but be shocked, because he knew very well that this was Mo Ruxue's unique burning fire. After spending such a long time together, Ye An knew very well that Mo Ruxue was a fire cultivator, and this burning fire was an extremely rare and powerful fire in the world.

When Mo Qingcheng was telling Ye An about Mo Ruxue's strength, she once mentioned that if Mo Ruxue used the Burning Fire at her current full strength, she could even burn half of the demons.

This really scared Ye An at the time, and now Ye An also felt the power of the burning fire very clearly. Just this small flame that seemed to be about to go out had already burned all the formations he had just set up around Mo Ruxue.

"Hmph, forget it. I'll call you Queen in the next life."

Ye An's expression became extremely solemn, his eyes fixed straight ahead, his gaze revealing determination and a willingness to refuse to admit defeat.

Then, he began to slowly raise his hands, and his slender fingers, like those of a nimble dancer, began to quickly change the finger gestures in an extremely complex and mysterious way.

His fingers bent, stretched, crossed and twisted flexibly, and every movement was precise and accurate, as if he was weaving a mysterious net.

As his finger gestures continued to change, a light blue light that was almost imperceptible to the naked eye slowly overflowed from his fingertips. The light was extremely weak at first, but soon began to gradually increase.

At the same time, the surrounding air seemed to be pulled by some strange force and began to tremble slightly.

Then, a bone-chilling chill spread rapidly around Ye An like a tide. The chill seemed to surge out from an endless abyss, carrying a terrifying force that could freeze everything.

The temperature in the courtyard began to drop sharply in the blink of an eye, and the originally warm air seemed to have lost all its heat in an instant.

A thin layer of frost began to appear on the walls and the ground. The branches and leaves of the flowers, plants and trees were instantly frozen stiff, making crisp "cracking" sounds.

The cold air moved through the courtyard like a ghost, bringing coldness and silence wherever it went. The entire courtyard seemed to have instantly turned into an icy world, making people shudder.

Mo Qingcheng also keenly sensed this abnormality. She immediately waved her hand and quickly formed a solid barrier, wrapping herself and Xiaorou tightly inside the barrier.

Xiaorou was really frightened. The bone-chilling breath was extremely terrifying. For a moment she even felt that her blood was almost frozen.

"Master, Brother Ye and Master Ruxue will be okay, right?"

Xiaorou looked at Mo Qingcheng anxiously, because as a little girl she could clearly feel that these two people were no longer just sparring with each other, but were going to get serious.

"Don't worry, Ruxue knows what's going on and knows the limits. If something unexpected happens, I will take action."

Mo Qingcheng stared at the two people who were facing each other in the courtyard and said this most domineering sentence, which made people feel particularly relieved. Xiaorou also nodded obediently.

Mo Ruxue couldn't help but be slightly surprised. The cold air emitted by the formation just now was extremely strong, and Ye An had not yet used the formation on the paper fan, which meant that Ye An's hidden trump card was even more powerful than this.

"Let me cool you down, violent maniac. Activate the Nine Nether Ice Formation."

Ye An shouted loudly, and as his voice fell, the cold air intensified again, as if it was going to freeze the entire space.

"Oh, brat, I underestimated you."

Mo Ruxue stood there like a cold and elegant statue, her eyes fixed on the void beside her.

Then, she slightly raised her white and slender fingers, and gracefully pointed the burning flames on her fingertips toward the void beside her.

The blazing flames that were originally just dancing at her fingertips seemed to come to life in an instant, and flew rapidly in the direction she pointed with an extremely agile posture.

The flame floated in the air like silk, without the slightest disorder or deviation, as if it was being precisely pulled by an invisible thread.

Mo Ruxue's control over the burning flames was exquisite.

She can adjust every detail of the flame to the utmost.

She can change the intensity of the flame in an instant. Sometimes it is as hot and fierce as a raging fire, able to burn everything to ashes; sometimes it weakens to a gentle flame, emitting just the right amount of heat.

She could also change the shape of the flame with ease, sometimes turning it into a sharp spearhead, stabbing straight forward; sometimes turning it into a soft ribbon, gently wrapping around.

Moreover, her control over the temperature of the flame is astonishing. She can precisely control it at a certain value. One point more will make it too hot, and one point less will make it less powerful.

She can even divide the flames into countless tiny flames, each of which can act according to her will, either attacking alone or working in coordination.

Under her control, the burning flames seemed to have become a part of her body, completely obeying her commands and dispatches, demonstrating an almost magical precision control ability, which made people feel sincere admiration and shock at her powerful strength and superb skills.