Stepping on the hot and scorched city wall, his shoes were scorched, and Fan Xuanzi had taken them off. Nature"『.』2.

She has a few magic weapons on her body, but she is wearing ordinary, she is not a disciple of a big sect, she does not have a variety of magic robes and magic boots unified by the sect, and some only have a pair of cloth shoes that follow the master to walk through thousands of mountains and rivers.

Monk Jindan couldn't resist the heat of the city wall, and her feet had already burned her shoes before she stepped on them, and her feet couldn't help shrinking, but in the end she still reached in again, stepping on them step by step.

Everything that should have been burned in the city has been burned, and there are stones, and there are no houses, and there are no open fires.

But Fan Xuanzi, who stepped into this city, felt that he was in a furnace, and the scene in front of him was blurry.

This is a fallen city of gods, and even if it crashes, it still shrouds mystery.

Mysterious carvings can be seen on broken boulders, sharp edges, and huge columns.

The burning under her feet made Fan Xuanzi's brows furrow tightly, but there was only one thing in her heart, and that was her master.

At this time, she hoped to find the master, but she was afraid of finding it, because if she found it in such a place, the master probably wouldn't be able to live, at least she didn't know how her master would survive in this situation.

But she also wanted to find some traces of her master's presence in this city, and she was even more afraid that her master would turn into ashes and leave nothing.

Half of the scorched black city, except for the stone buildings, there was nothing in Fan Xuanzi's eyes, and the soles of his feet were already scorched, and there was a burst of fleshy fragrance.

Half of the city is very large, and when she walked in, people from other directions saw her, couldn't help frowning, and asked the people around her: "Why do people dare to go in now and don't want to live?"

Fan Xuanzi looked back, and the corpse ghost did not dare to come in outside the city. is about to become a golden armor corpse, and with Yaksha in his hand, he is almost one.

It can be said that the reason why the corpse was able to become a golden armor corpse so quickly was because it carried the yaksha day and night. The Flying Yaksha is an existence like the primordial god dharma body, but now the extravagant corpse actually doesn't dare to come in.

These days, the wisdom of the corpse has been getting higher and higher, and it has always followed Fan Xuanzi wherever he goes, but now he doesn't dare to come in.

Looking back and seeing the wandering and fear in the eyes of the corpse, Fan Xuanzi did not shake to drive the corpse ghost to follow him.

She walked inside, step by step, carefully looking at every corner as far as her eyes could see.

Suddenly, Fan Xuanzi seemed to hear something, and she walked quickly towards the looming voice.

There was gravel under his feet, but there was a sound under the rubble, and it was not a direct sound, but a conscious sense.

Before coming to a pile of rubble, Fan Xuanzi squatted down and reached out to move the gravel, the hot stone instantly injured her hand, and the spiritual power in her body was not enough to expand her hand, not because of the quantity, but because the realm was not enough.

She didn't stop, she flipped faster.

Finally, when the palm of her hand smelled burnt, she saw a mirror, a mirror that had broken a gap, and the mirror was full of scars, and it could be seen that it must have been a very powerful magic weapon.

The sound came from this mirror.

First, take out the Seven Treasures Ruyi from the spirit bag on your waist. She always remembered Master's words in her heart, these seven treasures can kill all demon spirits and disperse all laws.

After holding Qibao Ruyi in his hand, he reached for the mirror.

The moment the finger touched the mirror, a cold light floated out like a snake. But Fan Xuanzi felt that her mind was booming, as if she had been hit hard, her whole mind was confused, and the cold light in the mirror wrapped around her fingers, and then her whole person began to freeze from her fingers, and in a blink of an eye, it became a sculpture.

Fan Xuanzi only felt a cold rush into his body, and he wanted to freeze all his thoughts.

Just when she felt that she was going to be frozen, she gathered the last trace of thought, and drove the Qibao Ruyi in her hand with difficulty, only to see the spiritual light surging on the Qibao Ruyi, and those cold colds actually shrank back into the mirror quickly.

Fan Xuanzi woke up, with fear in his eyes, and his heart was beating hard.

Then she saw a human face appear on the mirror. This woman's eyes were small, but her eyes were full of surprise, and then she smiled, and her teeth were very straight, but Fan Xuanzi felt that her smile was full of viciousness and cunning.

A voice came out: "Take me out of here, I will give you everything you want, inheritance, Taoism, and the experience of letting you go straight to the realm of the primordial gods." ”

Fan Xuanzi listened carefully, and suddenly asked, "Have you seen my master?"

"Who is your master?" Oh, I know, it's him!" said the woman in the mirror, looking at Fan Xuanzi's Qibao Ruyi in his hand.

"Do you know where my master is?"

"Of course. The man in the mirror smiled and said, "As long as you take me out of here, I'll tell you where he is now." ”

Fan Xuanzi examined and pondered, the aura on the Seven Treasures Ruyi in his hand slowly dimmed, and a smile appeared on the face of the person in the mirror.

It was only her smile that appeared, and the aura on the Seven Treasures Ruyi, which made her feel uneasy and uncomfortable, surged again. And this time, the surging aura did not stop at all, and hit the mirror at its peak.

"Nope. The man in the mirror screamed.

"Even if you knew, I didn't want to know from you. Fan Xuanzi paused, and after saying this, Qibao Ruyi hit the mirror with a ball of spiritual light.

A terrible and sharp wail sounded in the mirror, and the human face on the mirror dispersed under the blow of Qibao Ruyi, leaving behind a mirror with endless chill.

Fan Xuanzi held the mirror in his hand, it was cold, turned it over and looked at it, and the back could be clearly seen to be a red carving. She looked up and looked around, but she didn't see anything more, she felt it with her heart, and she didn't hear anything like that again.

Putting the mirror in his arms, a cold chill spread, and the whole person became comfortable.

She still walked inside, looking for a place where her master might exist.

The woman seemed to know her master, but she saw a viciousness in the woman's eyes, and even though she probably knew where the master was, she decided to kill her.

It's still walking forward, walking, walking, it's getting hotter and hotter inside, but because she has a mirror on her body that exudes the cold, she can withstand it.

At that moment, she vaguely saw a man lying under a pile of rocks.

My heart tightened, and I hurriedly ran over.