In the poetic storm, naturally no one dared to show poetry, but only used poetry as a barrier to protect themselves, so Liao Shuiyang in front of him also dared to speak, only to see Liang Tian said lightly: "Liao Shuiyang? ”

Under the unwavering eyes, the color is like ink, and the meaning of this expression is already very clear.

But Liao Shuiyang didn't seem to notice Liang Tian's eyes yet, but became more arrogant, and the arrogance of his tone also came from the inside, "By the way, a weak compound like you will stay in the second fire vortex, it seems that we don't have a chance to meet." ”

Liang Tian also learned from the neighboring courtyard just now that there are three entrances in total, called the Fire Vortex.

The deeper the fire vortex, the deeper the fire domain will be, and the opportunity will also be greatly increased, of course, under the abundant opportunity, the strong people inside are everywhere, and if you are not careful, you will be wiped out, and there will be no place to bury you.

And Liang Tianzheng likes this kind of place where things are not human, and only this kind of place can make his experience condensed.

At this time, Liang Tian's head was not forward, and he did not choose to take care of this Liao Shuiyang, and as he swept through the first fire vortex, the intensity of the poetic storm directly rose by more than one intensity!

Snort!

The stormy aggression made the front even more severe, and a terrifying poetic storm suddenly came out from behind the fire vortex.

"Jiang Xuan, can you keep Li Hao?"

At this time, Liang Tian also began to be cautious, only to see Jiang Xuan bowing slightly, his eyes blazing ahead and chaotic.

"Let's go. ”

Liang Tian said lightly, and saw that the poetry on his body was like a majestic and vast air, and it was rushing out!

Buzz!

Suddenly, Liang Tian rushed out, and he still held that pair of delicate little hands in his hand.

At this time, Bai Han's eyes did not fluctuate, but he gently looked at the poetic storm ahead......

And Jiang Xuan and Li Hao had already rushed into the poetic storm behind the fire vortex, and the four people in front and behind, one left and one right, walked together together.

This situation does not seem to last long, but the intensity of the poetic storm is getting more and more severe, and some strong people have fallen here along the way.

And most of these poets are the kind of people who think that their strength is good and can break through the strength of the fire vortex in the second place, but under such a severe situation, they have dispelled the mentality of these poets to try, and even put their lives here.

At this time, the second fire vortex was in front of him, and at this time, some disciples of the four major sects had already stopped at the fire vortex, and they all said hello to their captains, and then got in.

"Xiaotian, Li Hao and I stayed here. ”

Jiang Xuan was still smiling, as if such a storm was like a drizzle hitting Jiang Xuan's body, and he didn't feel a little uncomfortable.

"You should still be able to get to the third vortex. ”

As soon as Liang Tian finished speaking, Jiang Xuan interrupted Liang Tian, "Your apprentice's life is gone, and if I go, won't this disturb the two-person world of the two of you?"

Jiang Xuan squeezed his eyes and said with a malicious smile.

At this time, Liang Tian hadn't moved yet, and Bai Han had already started.

Then he condensed the power of a water pattern and hit Jiang Xuan's body directly.

Rumble!

Although it is not very powerful, but it actually gives birth to a trace of damage?

As we all know, except for the Emperor Water Scripture, ordinary water tattoo masters do not have damage tattoo techniques before 100,000 water patterns, and only when they condense to 100,000 water patterns will they slowly generate the spirit of attack consciousness.

And the white cold

The water ripples have produced the way of attack, is it ......

Liang Tian's eyes wiped a look of surprise, as if he couldn't believe that Bai Han had cultivated from 1,000 water lines to 100,000 water lines in just one year!

Such a terrifying speed may only be possible for a person with water ripple talent.

And Liang Tian looked at the bar lines in Bai Han's palm, there were as many as ten, and one represented 10,000 water lines, which was a symbol of 100,000 water lines!

100,000 water tattooers!

In the world of water tattooers, he is a leader in talent and intelligence, but in the world of poets, he is just a capital that can confront poets.

Jiang Xuan saw that the "tigress" was furious, and immediately dragged Li Hao to the second fire vortex and fled.

Li Hao was still a little cute, and before he could figure out what was going on, he was dragged out, but before leaving, he didn't forget to shout: "Master, don't forget to teach me the water pattern when the fire domain is over!"

Li Hao seemed to have been thinking about this matter in his heart, and Liang Tian was busy and forgot about it during this time, so Liang Tian looked at Li Hao, scratched the back of his head, and said slowly: "When you come out, I will teach you water lines!"

Liang Tian's firm eyes slowly derived, and it didn't fall until Jiang Xuan and Li Hao disappeared.

"When he comes out, it will be the day when Jiang Xuan's leg is broken. “

The cold silence was extreme, but it made Liang Tian's heart tremble, this woman was vicious when she spoke.

With a strong desire to win, some people didn't dare to look at Bai Han, for fear that Bai Han's poisonous snake-like eyes would swallow him.

At this time, the storm became more and more intense, and this sudden rise seemed a little cruel, and when it passed the second fire vortex, the storm gathered like a blade scraping on the body, and the pain hit instantly.

Seeing this, Liang Tian naturally stood in front of Bai Han without hesitation, resisting these grim strongholds.

Hula Hula......

The wind howled, like a forest voice roaring here.

The cool sky stares at the poetic storm ahead, rolling in poetry, like the vast star, with horror under the mystery.

Liang Tian no longer hesitated at this time, grabbed Bai Han's little hand and rushed out, and Bai Han resisted slightly at first, but Liang Tian's strong wrist power did not let Bai Han get out.

Even if Liang Tian knew that 100,000 water pattern masters might be able to withstand this storm, Liang Tian would never allow Bai Han to be hurt in the slightest, because the master had instructed him to protect Bai Han well.

Airplanes!

The poetry on Liang Tian's body skyrocketed again, and a steady stream of poetry slowly emerged from his body!

Thirteen Thunder Poetic!

At this time, as soon as Liang Tian wanted to get up and step into this severe storm, a sarcastic word came out.

"Isn't this the New Academy of the East Palace of the Star Palace?"

The person who spoke, full of nonsense, seemed to be very sloppy, and with this mocking tone, this person looked like a wanderer.

This kind of person, no gang, no faction, no sect, although there will be some dangers in the situation all the time, but this kind of person is particularly popular.

What rare spirit treasures, rare ancient pages, special professions, etc., these people have everything and are fully assembled.

And the main reason why these people didn't join any sect gang was that they had bad mouths.

According to the usual cool weather, just ignore it, but the next sentence made Liang Tian's brows wrinkle a little.

"I see that this chick next to you looks good, why don't we make an exchange?"

Liang Tian was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said, "What exchange?"

The scavenger listened

There was a play, and then he smiled, and his words became more bitter, "You give me this chick, and I will send you to the third fire vortex, such a deal is worth it!"

At first glance, this transaction is indeed somewhat reliable, and Liang Tian consciously bowed his head slightly, only to see a feeling of extreme ice beside him touch, as if entering the Antarctic realm, and in an instant, Liang Tian couldn't help but shiver.

Liang Tian thought to himself: "Aren't I just joking, it's really a disappointment!"

Although he thought about it in his heart, his mouth also moved, "Since what is the case, dare to ask Brother Taizun's surname?!"

As soon as the wandering people saw the play, they looked at Bai Han with ill intentions, and said in their mouths: "People call me the king of scavenging!"

"It turned out to be the king of scavenging, Geo Kang!"

Liang Tian sighed in his heart, he met anyone casually in these years, and they were all the leaders of the younger generation in Minghuozhou.

This king of scavenging, Liang Tian, has naturally heard of it, and the entire Minghuo Continent seems to have his legend circulating. This man is naturally lustful, does all kinds of evil, and is lazy to eat. The current appearance is in line with it, but this person is very talented, and by a coincidence, he realized the ability to scavenge waste, and since then this geo Kang has begun his road of scavenging.

But Liang Tian sighed and sighed, since he dared to have thoughts about Bai Han, sooner or later he would pay some price.

At this time, Liang Tian once again ignored Geography Kang, no matter how Geography Kang wasted his tongue, Liang Tian was still indifferent, and Liang Tian wandered in the storm, even if the blade shaved his face, but there was never a trace of slackness.

Such tenacity slowly highlights the mind of Liang Tian over the years, and Liang Tian has gradually grown until now, which is a prototype.

On the contrary, Bai Han has no words since he was separated from Jiang Xuan, and even in the face of a naturally lustful person like Ji Kang, he did not have a trace of anger.

It's just that on the way, it exerts a little chill on the cool weather......

It's a long road, only the sword is the companion!

As soon as Liang Tian took his eyes, he saw the prodigal son Tian holding a giant sword, and between the flowing sleeves, it was like a kind of sword immortal.

At this time, the prodigal son was still colorless, and continued to move forward, as if this poetry was like an ant gnawing on it, and it could not pose any threat to the prodigal son.

And there are also some four poetic fluctuations around the prodigal son, and it is obvious that the five people in the Star Main Palace are all heading towards the third whirlpool!

And the remaining stars began to shrink their personnel, and there were almost as many as two people left in the four palaces, of course, this was for the sake of insurance, and each palace was for the sake of the disciple's life, so most of them stayed in the second fire vortex.

At this time, the number of people in front of them suddenly decreased, and the original thousands of people were now only more than a hundred people left.

The cool weather is also intentional, and I counted it a little.

There are thirteen people left in the Star Palace, and there are fifteen people left in the Sword Pavilion, although the Liuli Sect is a female streamer, it is even a little more than the Star Palace, and there are also fifteen people, but the poison gate is a little terrifying, and there are thirty people who set off from this third fire vortex!

And the remaining dozens of people are some experts of the scavengers and some small sects with some strength, and most of them go forward alone, and only the few will travel together.

After all, in this fire domain, danger and mystery coexist, and no one knows what will happen in the next moment, and people who go to this third fire vortex are generally brave and powerful.

Airplanes!

At this time, after the third fire vortex, the poetic storm turned out to be a change of appearance, from a tornado to the pole to a magma convergence!

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