The fire in the furnace is rising with the appearance of the vermilion bird, and the fire of the vermilion small ding furnace is not extinguished.

The blood-red fire continued to evaporate, and in the flash of fire, a small tree bursting out of the eight mouths of the furnace and growing wildly.

In the blink of an eye, the fire tree is already flourishing, shaking off endless fireworks.

The entire Bagua centrifugal furnace was reactivated under the drive of the fire tree, like a fire that had long been extinguished and dried.

At first glance, the fire tree knew that it was not an ordinary thing, and the body of the tree was not an ordinary material, just like a crystal, and there seemed to be blood flowing in it.

The fire tree grew wantonly, but in a matter of moments, it had begun to take shape, supporting the sky in this Bagua centrifugal furnace.

The tree grows from the furnace and rekindles the fire in the dingzhong.

Tens of thousands of fire spirits born before all dwelled on the fire tree, and the vermilion bird climbed to the highest branch in one fell swoop and built a nest.

Now the true identity of the fire sparrow is clear, not one of the sixty-three thousand fire spirits, let alone a humble person, but the real instrument spirit of this gossip centrifugal furnace!

From this point of view, the spirit of this Bagua centrifugal furnace is not asleep at all, but it is not in the furnace at all!

It was the separation of the spirit weapon that caused the vitality in the Bagua centrifugal furnace to be disordered, and the eight spirit bodies were born.

In this way, many things make sense, if the ancestor of Loulan really calculated in advance that something would happen, how could he only arrange a cluster of fire spirits as the protector of the clan!

Thinking about it, only the spirit of the portable magic weapon can take on this important task.

At this moment, the vermilion bird sat on the top of the branch of the fire tree, condescending, and an inoffensive majesty continued to emanate from its body, and the coercion was like a mountain, and it was heavily pressed on the little green turtle.

At this time, the little green turtle can be said to be in deep danger, surrounded by vermilion fires, and the fire under the control of the vermilion bird is gradually shrinking, and there is only a place for projectiles to settle down.

"Do you know why the deity didn't kill you?"

The momentum exuded by Vermilion Bird at this time far exceeded that of those eight spirit bodies, and it was still climbing, thinking that it had not fully recovered its cultivation strength.

"Don't kill me, putting such a posture and putting the turtle master in danger physically and mentally is a good trick to interrogate people, you want to ask something from the old man." ”

The little green turtle looks small against the backdrop of the vermilion bird, but now the little green turtle is still a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, and even lay down directly on his side, cocking Erlang's legs, and I don't know where the courage came from.

"What an old Wang Ba who is not frightened in distress, if the deity sees it well, you don't belong to this Tianyuan Great World, but I don't know which realm the soul under this turtle shell comes from?

The little green turtle didn't answer the question, but just smiled lightly and shook his green head.

"The deity asks you again, that kid named Huang Chen, the hair on his hand is from the hand of the Demon Yuan Great World?"

The little green turtle still shook his head, remained silent, and even closed his eyes.

"The deity asks you one last time, that kid's cultivation is very peculiar, and it is definitely not a thing of this Tianyuan Great World, where did he get it from? Could it be that he is not a person from this Tianyuan Great World?"

Huang Chen's appearance gave Vermilion Bird enough surprises, whether it was his exercises or the hair around his fingers, it was definitely not something that this Tianyuan Great World could have, so Vermilion Bird wanted to know how an unenlightened kid got this immortal fate.

Although Huang Chen's performance along the way is beyond ordinary people, but in the eyes of Vermilion Bird, he is still a child who has not been deeply involved in the world, and it is difficult to get any useful information from him, but this old Wang Ba who has been guarding his side knows a lot, so he left it a turtle life, otherwise it would have died thousands of times and hundreds of times with the little green turtle's behavior along the way.

It's just that the little green turtle just shook his head in the face of this last question, and was silent.

With a wave of his hand, the fire under the feet of the little green turtle came closer, and then shouted angrily: "Don't you dare to kill you if you really want to answer truthfully, the deity can take you in and make you a slave of the deity!"

When the little green turtle heard these words, he finally broke the silence, laughed, and said bluntly, "Hahahaha...... I didn't expect that a little machine spirit would actually start the old man's idea and let the turtle master make you a slave for this stinky bird that is not in the stream?

"Bold!"

As soon as the three words of Lord Shanshan came out of the mouth of the little green turtle, the vermilion bird immediately became furious, and all the fires in the furnace rose, wanting to burn the little green turtle in one fell swoop.

There is no other reason, but because the good lord is the name of his master! Outsiders insult the lord, how can the spirit of a weapon tolerate him!

But Vermilion Bird still didn't do it after all, after all, the city government was as deep as him, and he seemed to understand the reason why the little green turtle had always been fearless.

"Is this bastard really a great deal, or does he know my master?"

Just when the Vermilion Bird hesitated in his heart, the little green turtle suddenly rose from the ground, not afraid of the fire in the furnace, fearless of the power of the Vermilion Bird, walking through the flames all over the ground, and slowly walked towards the fire tree.

It must be known that the flame in this Bagua centrifugal furnace is not an ordinary fire, but a six-ding divine fire that makes Tang Chao retreat.

This fire can kill a Huayuan monk with a single spark, and the little green turtle that has been showing people obscenely is walking on the ground on it, how can Vermilion Bird not be surprised?

Step by step, steady as Mount Tai, the little green turtle stepped on the fire, such a posture couldn't help but give birth to a thought in Vermilion Bird's heart: Can he still kill him if he has not recovered with his strength!

The little green turtle moved slowly, and came to the fire tree in the shock of the vermilion bird, stroked the fire tree and murmured: "You can see the luck of the sight! There are gossip on the outside, and there is a fire vein on the inside, both form and spirit, and the luck of the instrument is born together, with such a Taoist weapon in hand, you can still listen to people's words, and you can proclaim yourself in the world, and the future of that kid of Shanshan Lord can be expected!"

"What! It actually knows that the original appearance of this gossip centrifugal furnace is a Taoist vessel, and it also knows that this fire tree is the result of the luck of the Loulan country!"

Vermilion Bird's brain was buzzing for a while, this today's Bagua Centrifugal Furnace is indeed a magic weapon, but its original appearance is a Dao weapon that can suppress all things, just because the Lord of Loulan spent a huge price in order to enter this Tianyuan Great World, and almost damaged all the Dao marks of the centrifugal furnace, so that it fell into the realm, and its vitality was greatly damaged, and it has not yet recovered.

At this time, Vermilion Bird's heart was like turning over the river and the sea, and he was very shocked!

The little green turtle's casual words all implied that he had recognized this gossip centrifugal furnace a long time ago, but not long after the birth of this device, he came to this Tianyuan Great World with Lord Shanshan, and very few people should know this thing.

And listening to the tone of this little green turtle, it seems that he was very familiar with Lord Shanshan in the past, if this is the case, then the identity of this Wang Ba is becoming more and more confusing.

"I wonder who you really are?"

Suzao finally couldn't bear the confusion in his heart and couldn't help asking.

"Looks like you stinky bird forgot about the old man!"

"I've seen you?"

Now Vermilion Bird no longer dares to call himself "deity" in front of the little green turtle, and the banter on his face has long disappeared.

"It's not just that I've seen it!, the old man hasn't been out for a long time, and while there is enough space in this gossip centrifuge furnace, the old man will come out and walk around, and let you see what the soul is hidden under this turtle shell?"

The obscene aura on the little green turtle's face was rarely contained, and a huge spirit manifested with it.

When the vermilion bird on the creeping fire tree saw the manifestation of this spirit, he fell down with a pop, put away his original high and sincerely prostrate on the ground, and exhaled in an extremely trembling voice: "Great ...... My lord!"