Flying?

What the...... Flying?

Fu Chen turned around, and immediately widened his eyes.

I saw that Tang Chacha's whole person was suspended in mid-air,

Two wings of flame faintly appeared on its back, and the wings fluttered, like a young bird that had just learned to fly, and its posture was clumsy.

After a few quick flutters, Tang Chacha's body sank, leaning over and rushing towards the magma, seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the magma, so that many people had to cover their eyes, Tang Chacha just walked fast against the magma for a while, and then his body turned straight into the air and flew straight into the air.

Ups and downs, only in an instant.

It's obviously familiar.

Tang just crossed the stone bridge, and the illusion halos came out one by one to cover her, only to see a ray of red light shoot through, and the halo directly shattered like a bubble!

Not only was she able to fly high, but the flames didn't hurt her in the slightest, and the illusionary mask seemed to have no effect on her.

All those who thought she would make a fool of themselves in this illusion suddenly felt that their faces were on fire. Spicy.

Those who watched from the outside world did not dare to speak out again.

Waiting for the red ray to pass away, rushing to the end in the blink of an eye, wishing Yingjing and others to wake up like a dream.

"Still stunned what to do, quick! Hurry up and get through the level! ”

Zhu Yingjing wrinkled her eyebrows and shouted: "Can't always let her be in front of us, Ying'er, go!" ”

"Yes!"

Suddenly, a large group of people mixed with a strong fire qi directly caught up.

But it's one thing for this bewildering Lin to look at, and it's another thing to experience it himself.

Before stepping onto the stone bridge, many people were fixed in the illusion, some were crying, some were laughing, and some of the Wei family disciples were directly scuffling together.

There are also people who have cleared the customs from the hanging ladder in the future, and Wei Yufan is among them.

He flew up and landed beside Tang Huanyan, crashing into Tang Huanyan before the halo covered him.

"Yan'er, go!"

Tang Huanyan came back to his senses, "Uncle? ”

"You go first, I'll come later, remember, you must not let Tang Chacha get the first place! Go after it! ”

The halo enveloped Wei Yufan in it, and after Tang Huanyan got down from the stone bridge, he released his spiritual power to form a protective shield and went straight to the end......

Not long after Tang Huanyan left, Zhu Yingjing and Zhu Ying also broke away from the illusion one after another.

……

Outside.

On the high platform, everyone once again got a picture scroll.

"What are you painting this time?"

The scroll was held on the left side of the high position, in the hands of a man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, and he had already changed several postures in a row to look at the painting.

The man is only about thirty years old, and he is in the prime of life, and he is the current emperor Miao Jintian.

Elder Momen touched his beard and shook his head repeatedly: "...... It is also a surprise that the eldest lady of the Dongbohou Mansion can break through two levels in a row, but the level of this painting is really not flattering. ”

The head of the Wei family also looked at the picture scroll, and at this moment he also agreed: "Although I said that I can play at will, this is too casual!" ”

"yes, so many of us can't even recognize what she paints!"

Ding Guogong's eyes rolled around, taking everyone's expressions into his eyes, and the old god was sitting on the stool.

The old woman said that the eldest lady of the Dongbohou Mansion was the existence of [Born to Transfer Life], and they said that theirs, it would be good if she didn't participate.

But on the contrary, the emperor turned the scroll over and aimed it at him.

"What do you think of Dingguo Gong?"

"Ah, I think it's ...... It's good, you can't understand it! ”

Miao Jintian looked quite interested, "Can Dingguo Gong understand?" Can you explain one or two!? ”

Click.

As if his throat was pinched, Ding Guogong felt that he couldn't find his voice, opened his mouth, and couldn't say a word.

Glancing at the thing on the drawing paper again, fine beads of sweat appeared on Dingguogong's forehead.