At this moment, the fluctuation points in the aura have been densely scored, and it is completely based on an instinctive intuition, and under this kind of fierce tide tactics that are not afraid of death, the effect of the focus aura is almost none. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Not to mention Qin Li, even Wen Yiming had several wounds on his body again, looking at the gap in the direction of the city gate, the light had been completely obscured by the constantly crowded ghost wren, and he couldn't help but sigh, "Lao Wu, this time it's really dead!" ”

Behind his back, the psychic crow muttered, "I'm waiting." ”

"Huh?" Wen Yiming said happily: "Do you have a way?" Haha, I forgot that you are the ancestor of birds for more than 200 years, what are you waiting for? Hurry up, hurry up! ”

Qin Li recognized Tongling Wu many years ago, but he was just unfamiliar, and at this moment, listening to Wen Yiming's words, as if he had seen the dawn, while desperately slashing and killing, he echoed, "If I'm not mistaken, your name is Lord Wu, what are you waiting for?" We'll try to cooperate as much as we can..."

Tongling Wu rolled his eyes, "I'm waiting for death!" You'll cooperate! ”

Wen Yiming "......"

Qin Li "......"

Wen Yiming estimated that in two minutes at most, the two of them and one bird would be torn to shreds, and the right hand in the indiscriminate slashing had already been scratched by the ghost wren. If he hadn't blocked most of the attacks, Qin Li would have died in front of him. However, Wen Yiming also knew that if it weren't for Qin Li, he would not be much better.

'Huh! With a sound, another undodgable grasp hit his hand, and this time it directly made Wen Yiming get out of his hand.

"It's over!" Wen Yiming was so angry that he didn't have time to take the Cold Moon Sword in the space, so he clenched his iron fist and swept out with the ash bracer.

The sound of 'whoop' rang out as Wen Yiming's sweeping attack rang out, emitting a smell as if something had been burned, and at the same time, a curtain of red flame light crossed the dim space. Immediately afterward, a large number of ghost wrens fell from the crimson light curtain, and they howled miserably.

Qin Li's spirit was suddenly shocked: "What's the situation?" ”

"Fire! Haha, fire, fire..."Wen Yiming couldn't stop laughing, and in a panic, he actually stimulated the flame burning effect of the ash bracer, if it weren't for that, he would really be like Lao Wu said, he had to wait for death.

Wen Yiming secretly said Heaven help me, fortunately, I chose this deepest low corner at that time, otherwise even the flames would not be able to rise too high, and they would still not be able to block the defense line.

Qin Li's eyes darkened, the shield tightly protected the vital point, his whole body had been caught beyond recognition, and the dagger in his hand had slowed down.

"There's no fire here, I can't bear it, I'm so tired! Belch... Your sister... Why do you only know how to catch me..."

"Believe me, just stick to the three-breath time, as long as I am given the three-breath time, we can survive." Wen Yiming said as he stood his shield on his chest. With one hand, he frantically swept back with True Qi to inspire flame scorching damage, and quickly took out a jar of spirits from the storage space with his free hand.

Qin Li saw Wen Yiming's movements, gritted his teeth and danced the dagger in his hand into a large area of light and shadow, and said fiercely, "Although the liquor is good, I'm afraid it's not enough, but I will insist on three breaths of time, speed... Belch... Your uncle! ”

Wen Yiming was close to Qin Li at the moment, his right arm swept at high speed, trying to reduce Qin Li's pressure, he didn't know if Qin Li could support him until the time he set the fire, if Qin Li fell, his pressure would also double. In this way, even if the fire is successful, he will be torn off a piece of skin by the ghost wren.

One breath!

When Qin Li's right hand attacked, even the dagger was a little unable to hold it, and the finger bones were exposed, all supported by the belief that he could survive with three breaths.

Wen Yiming focused on blessing himself, tried to calm himself down, picked up a jar of spirits and threw it out.

Two breaths!

Qin Li's speed slowed down again, and already a ghost wren had rushed into the defensive circle.

"Hold on! Qin Li, grandma is a bear! Wen Yiming shouted angrily, and at the same time poured true qi into the ash bracer, and swept towards the wine altar with one arm.

In such a little free time, dozens of ghost wrens rushed in, and while the shield and attack forcibly protected the vital point, several cuts were torn in the arm in a row, and blood instantly splashed on each other's bodies.

Three breaths!

Qin Li spat blood from his mouth, and there were no less than ten ghost wrens on his right arm, grabbing and pecking wildly.

'Bang! ’

The jar was shattered by the bracers of the ashes, and the liquor was instantly ignited, and a pale blue flame splashed everywhere with a 'boom', and in a burst of chirping and screaming, the few flames were about to be extinguished. Wen Yiming activated the flame burning effect with one hand and waved wildly in front of him, while smashing the wine jar to the place where the flames were not extinguished.

For a moment, the sound of ping-pong was everywhere, and then the rumbling blue flames spread along with the spirits, forming a wall of fire in the corner in front of them. At this moment, the pressure in front of him was suddenly greatly reduced, and Wen Yiming's fists with flame effects quickly wiped out dozens of remnants in front of him, and quickly pinched the ghost wrens on Qin Li's body to death one by one.

He didn't have time to care about Qin Li's life and death, and once again threw a few wine jars towards the outermost edge of the sea of fire, causing the sea of fire of Youlan to spread rapidly towards the periphery. In the middle of his thoughts, Wen Yiming put away a jar of wine, picked up a short knife at random and held it in his right hand, and then threw the remaining wine jars one by one to the center of the hatchery.

With a 'click', the jar was pierced through the wall of fire by a short knife that came first, but it did not burst open, but fell into the center of the hatchery with a stream of ignited spirits.

"Beautiful! What a Crossfire! Wen Yiming seemed to see hope, and he couldn't stop laughing.

If it was just a dozen jars of spirits, the roots would not be enough to make a contribution, but Wen Yiming didn't pay attention to the fire outside the fire wall at the moment, he was busy using the shield as a shovel, and quickly cleaned up the dry bones and corpses within a three-meter radius of the corner. Because these dry bones contained a large amount of phosphorus, and in less than five breaths, the wall of fire had already penetrated two meters into their square inch.

Wen Yiming's injuries were extremely serious, but it was still a problem to clear the three-meter-square open space.

At this time, the phosphorus in the dry bones began to play a role, and the fire in the entire hatchery began to change from Youlan to Senbai, and later some corpses also began to burn grease, mixed with the crackling sound of oil explosion, as well as the stench and smoke that could smoke the god-sent god of war, so that Wen Yiming had to hold his breath.

With a slight groan, Wen Yiming tore off a large piece of trouser tube again, took out some water to soak it in, and applied it to Qin Li's mouth and nose, so as not to choke to death by the smoke.

In the space of the hatchery, there was a ghost wren's chirping sound, and thousands of wailing and howling sounded in the space, which made Wen Yiming's mind a little confused, he quickly tore a piece of trousers and plugged his ears, and then forcibly turned off his hearing.

As for why these beasts are so afraid of fire, he doesn't care at all, as long as he can survive, even if you are shy, Lao Tzu will come and run naked to the audience.

Three meters of space, under the roasting of the entire sea of fire, is really not enough to resist that scorching heat. Under the unbearable baking, Wen Yiming held up the two shields with blades to block out of the corner, but he still couldn't stop the high temperature. In the end, he thought of something, hurriedly took out the black box from the storage space, quickly opened it and took out the Xuanwu key in the bottom layer, and then didn't have time to pack up the Jiuyan Gengjing and the map in turn, so he threw it directly into the storage space.

Enduring the biting cold on the Xuanwu spoon, Wen Yiming tore a trouser tube indiscriminately and wrapped it around the gauntlet of the shield, only then did he move his somewhat stiff knuckles and lean tightly against Qin Li in the corner.

The cold of the basalt spoon soon penetrated into the two shields, emitting a faint layer of mist, fighting against the heat in the outer sea of fire. Wen Yiming finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said in his heart, "If you don't have a Xuanwu key, you will have to die of cremation if you are not buried by the ghost wren." ’

Despite the presence of a basalt spoon to withstand the heat, the temperature in this square inch of space is still frighteningly high. Wen Yiming turned his head and glanced at Qin Li, feeling that his heartbeat and breath were already very weak, and sighed secretly, feeling that a rabbit was dead and a fox was sad.

This wave of predicament is over, he estimates that it will only take ten minutes at most, the fire and the ghost wren will be over, and then he only needs to rush to the city gate to breathe fresh air, and after the injury recovers, use the dim Yan to pick up most of the diamond rock blocking the door from the gap, and with his current cultivation, he should be able to open the city gate.

But what about leaving the hatchery? I can't help but feel irritated when I think of this.