The fire-rising man took out a jade bottle, which was a bottle that liked to devour flames and was able to collect foreign flames.

Holding the jade bottle, the flaming man said: "Baby, wake up!" ”

A little light appeared in the jade bottle, and the mouth was opened to blow the flames.

All the flames that rushed over were all included in the jade net bottle.

The man on fire took several steps and sucked all the flames in the swamp into the bottle.

After collecting the flames, the scene finally returned to normal, and the gray mist above his head was still shrouded in a five-meter area, as if the black smoke that had just burned had not affected it.

The swamp liquid that had not been burned dry slowly flowed back into the pit, and the man who was on fire had a new idea at this time.

"We can burn the whole swamp dry so that when our people come in, they don't have to drink the antidote."

"This forest is not clean, and if it is burned dry, something may happen." Kemeng shook his head, rejecting this reckless method, focusing on stability.

"Okay."

The fire man's intuition is not as high as Kemon's, and he trusts Kemon's decision.

Kemon and the others walked forward, over the big pit, and went deeper.

Passing a hundred meters away, I occasionally saw a large earthen jar.

Kemon didn't approach the jar, but the spirit sensed that the jar contained a spirit that had passed away.

"It's a victim, and it's been transformed into a mud jar by a mud fish." The bandage man said silently.

In front, there is also a large jar.

Kemon lifted the lid of the earthen pot, and it was black, as if something indescribable was surging, and it was very disgusting.

"This thing reminds me of the Dark Cooking Pot." The fiery man retreated, feeling a chill in his heart.

Tang Yuan came over curiously, and also whined back, dark cuisine all the time black.

Shirley didn't want to look at it at all, so she looked at all directions and listened to all directions to prevent mistakes.

Kemon closed the lid and offered the big-faced cat again.

When you are undecided, take out the big-faced cat.

Although it is a bit tricky, the identification ability of the big-faced cat is really easy to use.

"This cat can be identified all the time, and the side effects should be borne by itself." The bandage man thought for himself when he saw Kemon using the big-faced cat so intensively.

"Stop thinking about it, that's the side effect of itself."

Since the development of special items, S-class bosses have a deep understanding of special items.

Special items often have side effects, and if there are no side effects, it may not be there any side effects, or it may be that its side effects occur elsewhere and are not noticed by others.

The special things of pets are very good, and there are almost no side effects, even if there are side effects, they are borne by the pet itself, and the owner generally does not need to bear it.

Everyone watched for fifteen seconds, and immediately learned the information about the mud can.

"Mud Jar"

"Alienated from a mud fish, it was a living creature in its lifetime, and its flesh and spirit are currently pregnant with some unknown things in the jar."

"Breeding the unknown?"

"Even the big-faced cat doesn't know what is bred inside, forget it if it burns, it's a hundred."

The idea of the fire man is very direct, what I don't understand, just burn it all, and press the danger into a stillborn baby in advance.

The bandage man and Shi Lao both nodded, and then the three of them looked at Kemeng with an inquiring expression.

Things from another world are uncomfortable after all.

In Kemeng's heart, he also supported the burning.

"Wait a minute, I'll see the next jar." When Kemon entered the forest, he always felt that something was not right, first of all, the gray mist above his head, as if he was restricted to a fixed height by some kind of rule.

Then the mud pot in the forest may also be something designed by a certain being, once destroyed, it may be hated by a certain being, and thus get into trouble.

The next mud can, when the lid is opened, is also an indescribable black object, surging in the can, making people feel sick.

In the distance, there is another jar, which is extremely regular.

Kemon looked at several jars in succession, but he couldn't make a decision, because the feeling in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.

"Don't burn it yet, I think these things are very dangerous, once they are successfully conceived, it is possible to use the door that has not been closed to cross over to the Blue Star." The flaming man followed Kemeng to run ten mud jars in a row, and the more jars he opened, the more crises he felt in his heart.

Kemeng's gnosis is high, and the S-level boss's gnosis is also high, although it is not as high as Kemeng, but there are more than half of Kemeng's gnosis, and if you see too much, you will naturally feel it.

The four of them have seen a lot in their hearts, and they all know that the things conceived in the jar are not simple, giving people an irresistible sense of natural disasters.

"Destruction, must be destroyed." At this time, Kemeng also confirmed the sense of crisis in his heart, and he must be burned, even if he was jealous of the unknown being.

"And here I go?" The man on fire couldn't wait any longer and wanted to burn those jars.

"Don't destroy the jar, the purpose of this forest may be to breed that thing, just destroy that thing."

"I'll stew something, you act first." Kemon said, flicking the storage scarf and taking out the dark cooking pot.

Taking out the cauldron, Kemon also put on the angel's wings.

White feather wings grew from his back, and an extremely bright ring of energy spontaneously appeared above his head, and the holy light rained down on Kemon's periphery.

White smoke rose from the green swamp, the air burned through by the rain of holy light.

When the foodie Tangyuan saw the dark cooking pot, he ran far away and didn't want to get closer.

Kemeng wanted to let Tangyuan do it, but he didn't expect Tangyuan to run so far.

looked at Shirley, but Shirley was patrolling the periphery, very conscious.

Kemeng couldn't cry or laugh, these people are really poisonous.

There was no more to go, and Kemon could only pluck some mud into the pot with his hands, and add some swamp liquid to the green grass that automatically glowed.

Close the lid and the dark pot will be processed automatically.

Thundered.

Like the sound of a drum washing machine, it rings in my ears.

At this time, the man on fire understood.

Why did Kemon say not to burn the mud jar, because Kemon wanted to steal the day and replace the things in the jar with dark dishes.

"Wonderful, Amon!"

"I don't support the wall, I'll obey you!"

"Stop blowing it, get to work." Kemon rolled his eyes.

The dark cooking pot vibrated back and forth, not penetrated by the corrosive power of the swamp liquid, but became more and more vigorous.

It wasn't until some time later that the dark cooking pot stopped vibrating, and Kemon lifted the lid of the pot, and an indescribable strange mass writhed in the pot, as if alive.

Because it is indescribable, Kemon only sees clumps of mosaics, and even his own spirituality cannot describe this strange phenomenon with an accurate feeling.

Vision, smell, distortion in all aspects.

Kemeng looked at the dark food in the pot and felt disgusted, but it was this kind of thing that could compete with the contents of the mud jar.

The man on fire carefully poured out the contents of the mud jar, and after burning through, he saw Kemon open the lid and ran over in a hurry.

Looking into the pot, he showed a disgusted expression, but he couldn't help but praise: "Wonderful! ”

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