Nine-Winged Mohuang, Rebirth by Fire 11

It went from the size of a peanut to the size of a longan fruit.

Jun Mohuang smirked as she looked at the originally magma-filled valley turning back into black and red rocks.

After the fire elements in the magma were absorbed, they would become rocks again.

If she hadn't moved quickly just now and used her spiritual energy to push the barrier up from 10,000 meters below, she would probably have been frozen in the rock and couldn't get out.

The magma in the lava valley disappeared and the scorching temperature suddenly returned to normal.

Jun Mohuang looked at the rock in front of her and smiled. Now was the time for her to take revenge.

She quickly formed a seal with her hands and teleported to the 58th assassin who had been waiting outside the valley.

Jun Mohuang did not stand on ceremony this time. She held a black flame in one hand and a dagger in the other.

She first pierced the dagger in her hand towards his heart.