Less than two hours after the failure of the tribulation, Lan Jing knew that with her current strength, she could not resist the attacks of so many people, so she smiled and murmured, "Master, wait for me, Jing'er will be looking for you soon." ”

With lightning and thunder, the small body of the blue mirror quickly rose into the air, "The gods of Kyushu, borrow my strength, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed, and the common people will surrender!" ”

Bang......

The words of the blue mirror fell, the earth instantly brightened as day, the thunder seemed to be in the ears, the mountains shook the ground, swarming up, and the murderous group of people who came to kill her cried wolf howl, "There is an earthquake!" ”

"Run, there's an earthquake!"

……

However, how can the power of human beings compete with the power of nature, the earth at night cracks open enough to hold tens of thousands of people, like a monster opening its bloody mouth and devouring everyone.

The blue mirror quickly fell with the ghost crying wolf howl, but there was a relieved and tranquil smile on her face, "Master, the mirror is here." ”

……

Pain, heart-rending pain.

The sharp pain on his face made Lan Jing desperate to escape, however, his hands and feet were bound, struggling slightly, the sound of iron chains, and the sound of crackling firewood burning in his ears.

The burning pain on his face and arms was still raging, but it also made Lan Jing gradually sober up, "What's the matter, am I not dead, why does it still hurt?" ”

Slowly opened his eyes, and the sky was full of firelight, strangely dressed people, oh, and the unique shape of the high platform, and he was in the center of the high platform, in the middle of the sky-high fire.

Ahem......

The thick smoke made Lan Jing can't help coughing violently, and in an instant, everyone on and off the stage boiled.

"Oh my God, it's been burned for so long and it's not dead, it's really a saint!"

"I can't burn for a long time, isn't there something really weird?"

……

All kinds of voices are noisy and the blue camera hurts, the clearest of which are two slightly immature female voices: "You let go of my young lady, the national teacher has just returned to heaven, you treat my young lady like this, you will be punished!" ”

"Miss!"

The two girls shouted hysterically, but their bodies were controlled by the strong man who looked like a guard, and there was no way to rescue the blue mirror on the stage who was about to be burned to death.

Standing on the left side of the high platform, two men in strange clothes glanced at each other, the man on the left nodded, with a fierce face, raised his hand and ordered to a row of strong men behind him, "Come on, add firewood!" ”

"Yes!"

The strong men agreed in unison, and walked neatly towards the stack of firewood at the edge of the high platform.

Seeing that the already raging fire was about to become even more terrifying, Lan Jing's still confused mind burst out with a strong desire to survive.

The body was rigidly restrained, unable to move at all, and the blue mirror held the last glimmer of hope and silently recited the incantation: "The immortal monarch is above, the wind is coming, the thunder and lightning are roaring, and the rain is extinguished!" ”

The next moment, dark clouds suddenly rose in the sky above the high platform, and the wind was fierce, followed by lightning and thunder, and the storm suddenly came, and the downpour of rain and hula fell from the sky, and the bean-sized raindrops mercilessly smashed on the faces of everyone on the high platform, and also extinguished the raging fire around the blue mirror.

Blue Mirror broke through the rope, flew up from above the altar, quickly chose a high platform that had not been invaded by fireworks, and fell steadily, at that moment, it was like a god descending, unspeakably precious.

"The gods have appeared!"

The girl's slightly immature voice is particularly unique in the angry screams and questioning voices of a group of men.