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The fire did not burn to 666, but the temperature of the surrounding air rose rapidly.

Alizarin is connected to its blood and will not be hurt, but for a moment, she feels that it is a thousand degrees of high temperature!

Is it just spit it out?

It is so powerful!

[Miss sister does not panic, repair the world, science is the most unscientific! 】 666 comfort, [Foundation can fly on the sword, Jin Dan can go to the air, Yuan Ying can be upside down, the gods know the void... A small firebird, not too special. 】

Having said that, it still has some embarrassment in mind, but it is accepted.

"Also, it is the fire spirit of Jin Wuhuo. The stronger it is, the stronger I am, or the better."

The most important thing is that with this golden fire, the dried up meridians of the vegetarians finally showed a trace of aura that allowed her to open the Qiankun bag for storage.

Of course, without Lingen, she still can't cultivate.

Nowadays, it is explained in the game terms played by the previous generations that the grades experience and skills are all cleared, and only the backpack can be opened.

Russell took out a big scorpion and put it on, blocking the broken clothes on the back, preparing to find a place to cover the wind, and then changing the broken clothes.

Somehow, the windy month did not take her Qiankun bag, and I knew the tradition of killing people in the celestial world. Just entering this body, I have already stuffed the Qiankun bag into the storage space opened by the preferential package.

This storage space is permanent, no matter which world she goes to, it is really a weapon to smuggle across the world - only the area is too small, only one cubic decimeter.

Nowadays, it is just right to hold a Qiankun bag.

The Wan Ghost Cave is not far from the Ziwei Temple, and Russell has seen the magical doorway far away.

It was a long abyss, like a scar, suddenly engraved on the vast expanse of snow, black paint without bottom, gray and black thick magic smoke smog, can not see how far this abyss, the opposite of the abyss.

A few miles away from the distance, you can hear the fierce cry of the evil spirits and demons that came from underneath, and slammed into the eardrums, sharp and fierce, and even the chest center jump seems to be affected and become dull.

The alchemy is now unrepaired, breathing is getting more and more difficult, the little flamingo screams in dismay, vomiting a fire around her, the magic suddenly spread, her breathing returned to normal.

"Thank you." She reached out and licked the bird's feathers, and the little flames screamed excitedly.

On the edge of the waning magical cave, there are traces of the legacy of countless spells. It was the battle of the mysterious son of Tianweizi in Ziweitian Palace a few days ago:

Water rushing, wind squeezing, thunder, fire... The ground left a deep pit, and there was a sigh of stagnation.

In the distance, there is a scorching red-colored sword mark. It is nearly a hundred feet long and seven or eight feet wide. The cracks on the side of the spider web spread dozens of feet. As the ground cracks across the earth, the snowfield is deeply opened and burnt!

A sword breaks through the sky, and the sunset is burning.

That is the sword mark of the red sword that resounds in the right way!

"Sister? Brother? Auntie is coming, you and the aunt say something!"

She carefully approached the abyss and shouted Tian Xuanzi while walking.

Every step in the depths, the hurricane magic becomes more and more sharp, and there are still a few miles away from the abyss, she can not take another step.

Russell is more and more worried.

It’s so terrible outside, what about Tian Xuanzi who was blown into the depths of the abyss?

[Miss sister, you are shouting here, it is hard to hear him, you don’t want to go inside! 】