(Today's update, tomorrow's double update, make up for yesterday.) ）

In the past ten days, many people have been teleported out of the Heavenly Pole Mansion one after another, and the originally large team of one hundred and twenty-six people has shrunk, and now there are only eighteen people with the seven Qingwu, there is no doubt that Cangyu Academy is still the biggest winner, in addition to the seven people in the Origin Light Pillar, Lin Yan, Ning Qing, and Leng Moyan are also still there, and the other is Huo Shaoxuan, Chu Xifan, Yun Feng, Xiao Ting, Mu Yu, Su Yanling, Qin Shulang and He Xiangtian.

Everyone had a sense of expectation about this result.

Li Wenhao stood beside Liu Su, his eyes widened, wanting to see through the light curtain where those little monsters had gone.

"If your eyes fall out, you can't see it, don't toss it, you can't go back if it really falls out, but if it's her, maybe it's okay. Liu Su looked at this junior with some amusement, the child's temper, although he was a little irritable, but he had a good heart.

"I... I don't want to see it that much!" Li Wenhao flashed his eyes, retracted his deep neck, and turned his head around, as if looking for something else interesting.

Liu Su shook his head, and he didn't poke him, but his eyes fell on the light curtain, there are such people in this world, and people can't help but search for them with their eyes, always, people want to follow. Li Wenhao's change began after the random space, he was more focused on cultivation than outside, and he began to learn to take the overall situation into account in his actions, and he grew up.

And the people they are thinking about are living in dire straits at the moment.

Ziling fell into the magma, her red body without the slightest sense of disobedience in this fiery red world, and she had been up and down for thirty days. From the first day to the fifth day, the burning sensation from her body made her feel like her blood was burning, and she couldn't help but die. But, who is she, how can Zhuge Ziling die in such a place, she doesn't even have a luxurious tomb, she can't accept it, besides, it stands to reason that she should be the king of this world, Cheng Dù can't stand this, how to be a proud fire king, on the fifth day, Ziling felt that the blood in her body had been assimilated by magma, and her bones and internal organs were painful, and the only unwavering thing was probably only the dantian. And from the sixth day, the burning sensation began to subside, and the body began to feel a tingling and itching, as if the skin had been reborn, oh, maybe her epidermis had been burned? Ziling frowned when she had this awareness, and then stretched out again, the fire spirit bead allowed these magma to contact her body should be within the controllable range, so, probably, the skin will become better when you turn around. This feeling lasted for five days, and as soon as the tenth day ended, Ziling stretched her waist comfortably, and her whole body was comfortable.

"I still can't escape the life of the naked ~ Ben!" The six-grade defensive spirit weapon on the body has been burned to the point that there is nothing left, "Fortunately, in the water, it should be a bath." Ziling comforted herself, and then swam around twice, before closing her eyes again and letting herself sink into the magma again, feeling that the originally irascible fire spiritual power in the magma was now meekly and directly entering her body, and the spiritual power in her body continued to accumulate, and there was an inexplicable feeling, mysterious and indescribable.

The corners of the mouth of the beauty with closed eyes raised, and she is finally about to get to the point.

There was a beautiful woman covered in yellow in the ground, digging with a shovel without any image. She was digging and muttering something.

"I'm so hungry, there's no chicken legs, it's okay to have a piece of bread, although my body is a devouring marten, I can eat anything, but I used to be a human being, and I can't do such a thing as eating soil・・・・・・!

She's been digging for half a day, but she's only a third of it.

Within a day, if you can't get out, you'll die.

She remembers.

Therefore, the ontology can only be sacrificed.

A yellow light flashed, and a small yellow mink appeared in place.

"This color is quite cute on the body..." The two amber eyes rolled, looking full of aura, "Fortunately, those guys are not there, otherwise ・・・・・・" Bing'er felt so much pain in her ass just thinking that she had fallen into the hands of Xi'er and Yunxi.

Shaking his head vigorously, "I still don't want to, it affects my enthusiasm for digging the soil." ”

The mimic mink, which is no more than twenty centimeters long, has two small paws that dig forward the soil, and the splashed soil is not stained with yellow body at all, and the speed is very fast.

Bing'er is very smart, how good the mimicry is, the holes dug can be much smaller, reducing the workload.

"Huh?" The little mink who was suddenly moving fast stopped, and looked at the soil in his hand unexpectedly, the original rich color began to gradually become dry, and then turned into sand and fell from between his fingers, replaced by more spiritual power in his body, and another feeling, if he had an understanding.

Ruoqing was still sinking, and she was no longer interested in exploring the question of how deep the Netherworld Sea was, and she was not surprised at all when she felt waves of spiritual power surging towards her body.

In the past seventeen days, she has also accepted a lot of suffering, but compared to Ziling, her way is warmer, after all, the fire attribute has always been known for its rage, and the water attribute is a synonym for mildness, of course, the ice attribute that is more advanced than water is definitely not related to mildness, but relatively speaking, Ruoqing endured the process a little better.

Fortunately, this kind of suffering was not in vain, looking at the ice cubes that were constantly condensing and shattering into prismatic shapes, her eyes were soft, and she shook her hand, always feeling as if she had touched something.

Xi'er has already turned yellow and cyan, and her blue eyes look a little demonic, but they are full of an exotic style, and the beauty is natural.

The dress on the body also has some traces of tearing, no matter how high-level the spirit weapon is, it will not be damaged under the attack, but it can still be worn, and none of the places that should be covered are exposed. Compared to the rush of dodging to the midfield at the beginning, it can be said that it is now more than easy.

"Damn, it's still dark here, and it's dark without warning!" God knows that at that time, she thought she was blind when she suddenly went from broad daylight to her eyes, so several wind blades almost didn't dodge. Touching a large gap in her sleeve, she gritted her teeth and complained, but her eyes were aimed straight at the blue area, looking up and down, left and right.

The body kept dancing, like a butterfly, and no wind blade could get close.

It's time to go there, and don't let me down!

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