As Tong Ming's voice fell, the deacons in white robes walked out and surrounded them.

Suddenly, these deacons were running their true essences, and they were connected to each other to form a mysterious formation.

Luo Xiaoman squinted his eyes and observed carefully. He noticed that this formation was one-way and the power to be consumed was huge. It is estimated that these deacons would be exhausted and paralyzed after sending so many of them into the furnace of flames.

When the time comes, will there be room to send them back?

"coming!"

At this moment, a burst of white light shone, and Luo Xiaoman couldn't help closing his eyes.

She felt her body tremble violently, and then a hot breath hit her face, making herself feel like she was in a stove.

When she opened her eyes again, she was shocked by the scenery in front of her.

Surrounded by a desert, scorched rock, and occasionally a few trees are also dead branches and woods, everything seems to be illuminated by the sunset, revealing a fire and mania.

Luo Xiaoman swept around and was relieved to see everyone there.

At this moment, someone had already started to move forward and explored.

"It's so hot!!" At this time, many people couldn't stand the high temperature here, so they took out the heat-resistant equipment they had prepared and put them on.

"Teacher Xiaoman, your magic weapon is very powerful." Yan Qi blinked and said with surprise on his face: "It was still very hot just now. When you put this magic weapon on your neck, it will be cool and comfortable."

"Hey, of course." Luo Qinghen curled his lips and said proudly: "A product made by Qinghen must be a fine product."

"Second brother, have you forgotten that this magic weapon was not actually made by you?" Luo Xiaoman rolled his eyes, and said in a bad mood: "This is the magic weapon of the grandfather, you just improved it a bit."

Luo Qinghen's face flushed, and he scratched his head, "That's half of my credit."

Luo Qingyi squinted at him, and didn't bother to complain about this teasing younger brother.

Except for Chen Muyu, Yan Qi and the two wore this jewelry magic weapon, Luo Qingyi, Luo Qinghen, Ji Wuya, Elder Feng, and Elder Lin put on heat-resistant suits, with similar effects.

Only from the outside, they are refreshing without Chen Muyu, and they are more like rangers in the desert.

As for Luo Xiaoman, he has frost fangs and frost tooth soft armor, so he is not afraid of the high temperature here.

Mo Yuan also has the soft armor of Cold Mountain, and he is also not afraid of the high temperature here.

Dabai is a sacred beast, which can adjust its body temperature by itself, so they don't need to worry about it.

"Hey, senior Zhi Wu, why are you sweating profusely?" Yan Qi turned around and looked at Zhi Wu with a puzzled look.

Zhiwu didn't have heat-resistant equipment at the scene, and the whole person was sweating hot, and Dou Da's sweat had wetted the tips of his hair.

"By the way, you don't even wear this jewelry magic weapon."

"Huh!" Zhi Wu snorted coldly, with an arrogant expression, "Who can't bear the high temperature?"

"Xiao Wu, are you sure you don't want it?" Luo Xiaoman took out the small jewelry magic weapon, shook it in front of him, and joked: "It may be hotter later."

"No need." Zhi Wu gritted his teeth and moved forward.

When he had just walked a few steps, a scorching heat hit his face, and his body trembled suddenly. At this moment, even his soul melted.

He turned his head, walked silently to Luo Xiaoman, spread his hand, "Give it to me!!"

"Give it?" Luo Xiaoman tilted his head and looked at him pretendingly.

"A heat-resistant magic weapon." Zhi Wu gritted his teeth and said, this little guy really wants to embarrass himself?