The demonic beasts Lin Xiao met before could not be mentioned in the same breath with this fire rain magical ape. Perhaps this magical ape could kill myriads of demonic beasts once it sprayed the molten lava.

Although Lin Xiao had experienced numerous battles and killed countless demonic beasts, at this time, he felt his mouth and tongue dry.

But even so, Lin Xiao had only one word in his mind - fight!

Lin Xiao has been fighting with demonic beasts in the last few months. He had experienced several life and death wars, and survived in countless desperate situations. His mind was very firm, after the initial startle, he had some excitement in his heart.

Even the nine-level demonic beast couldn't pose a threat to him. He needed a stronger opponent, and the fire rain magical ape was undoubtedly the one.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Xiao gave a resounding whistle.

The fire rain magical ape roared, and its blood red eyes were like lanterns, piercing eyes. Its bloody mouth injected a gush of molten lava.

Lin Xiao was stunned by the roar, feeling dizzy, and at the foot of a stagger almost fell into the crater. After a sudden shock, the burning lava was right here under his nose. He leaned to one side to avoid, but his clothes were directly turned to ashes under high temperature.

The magical ape scratched its ears and cheeks, and laughed for a moment. It seemed to deride at Lin Xiao's incompetence. Then he ignored Lin Xiao and continued to irrigate the red flame demonic lotus.

Above, the body skin of Lin Xiao was bronze-colored, and had an angular chest abdomen. His bright eyes reflected the blood red magma, and his long hair danced in the air. He stood there quietly, releasing a feeling of oppression. At this time, his eyebrows were crumpled, and his brain rotated at a high speed, pondering over the countermeasures.

Although I have been fighting with demonic beasts during the last few months, I ate animal flesh raw and drunk its blood, and I used The Bible Of Gods and Devils to refine the blood of demonic beasts to strengthen my body. My body has been as strong as iron. However, the fire rain magical ape was comparable to an expert of the refining divine environment, and it has been able to attack me with the divine sense.

It was said that the magical ape was born in the volcano, and was born to belch the magma and relied on swallowing the red flame demonic lotus to advance. Here, it remained invincible, so I had to get it out.

After the sudden change in his mind, Lin Xiao decided to pick up a big stone and flung it straight to the magical ape.

The magical ape seemed to be aware of it. It jetted a gush of molten lava. Then Lin Xiao saw that the stone he had thrown away turning into ashes and dust.

Lin Xiao took a breath of cold air. Unexpectedly, the molten lava had a higher temperature after entering the mouth of the magical ape.

Seeing that the magical ape didn't irritated by him, and it began to irrigate the red flame lotus with molten lava again, Lin Xiao's eyes flashed across a glimmer of light. He picked up a stone again, but this time he didn't throw the stone into the magical ape, and his target was the red flame demonic lotus.

'Crack!''

One of the red flame demonic lotuses fell into the molten lava.

"Wow!"

The apes howled, and its two front paws clenched into fists and then thumped the chest. After a grin, it squatted, and then popped out.

At this point, the action of the magical ape was like rocket launching.

In the middle of the air, the magical ape's one claw went to Lin Xiao. The furious ape would kill the evil human with the paw.

Although Lin Xiao had already prepared for this, the roaring of the magical ape made his QI-blood roll, feeling giddy, and his movements were stagnant.

Suddenly, strong crisis awareness hit him. Without the least hesitation, Lin Xiao's head leaned to one side. He felt one of the magical ape's paws against his skin.

The magical ape descended to the ground. A strand of hair fell across its paw and then turned to ash.

Lin Xiao's facial expression became unprecedentedly grave.

[A1]An ability possessed by cultivators to scan their surroundings (far beyond the limits of their ordinary 5 senses) with their spirit. The distance/total area they can scan corresponds to the strength of their spirit.