Bill Bush deliberately distanced himself from the lake and began to search the shore.

Soon, he found a circular stone platform with a diameter of five meters on the back of a small hill not far from the battle just now, the stone platform was black, and it was carved with intricate patterns, obviously a rune array.

Bill Bush stepped forward, looked at it for a moment, frowned, and pulled out a delicate black array disc from his arms.

This small black array disk was an extremely powerful cracking tool with extremely powerful computing power, and he had used it to break the rune array of the pagoda at the bottom of the lake.

Thin black lines extended from the mini-array and connected to the stone platform, and then black liquid objects in these tubular black lines flowed down and penetrated into the black stone platform.

The runes on the black stone platform glowed faintly one after another, and after a while, one rune shattered.

Bill Bush's heart was just filled with joy, but he found that the broken rune was slowly regrouping.

"And auto-restore?"

Bill Bush did not believe in evil and increased the output of the real element, and the speed of calculating and cracking the mini array disk suddenly accelerated.

A dozen runes shattered at the same time, and just as they were slowly recovering, a dozen more runes were shattered.

The speed of recovery is far less than the speed of destruction, and in this case, after two star hours, all the runes on this stone platform will be cracked.

Bill Bush finally smiled at the corner of his mouth, and it looks like he can leave!

With his back to the lake, he didn't notice that a blue-purple Nanming fire quietly floated up from the lake, and then stretched and thinned into a filamentous line of fire.

Then the firing line continued to absorb the flames from the lake below, and gradually began to lengthen, and branches grew out, like meridians, intersecting and merging with each other.

This is the remnant of the Vermilion Bird bloodline, which has recovered a little under the action of Nanming Lihuo, but it seems that it has reached its limit, and after completing the combination of meridians, it can no longer change.

Maybe after a few hundred years of gestation in a lake of flames, it will take shape again, but now, that's its limit.

The reticulated meridians above the lake fluttered quietly, and the previous two killings had made it hate the human, and it did not want to wait in the lake for hundreds of years to take shape, when the human would probably be dead long ago.

It wants revenge, and it wants revenge now.

It was also God's help, this human was busy cracking the teleportation talisman array, and he turned his back to himself, giving himself an excellent sneak attack.

There was a deep blue flame floating on the reticulated meridians, and in the center of the flame, there was a little dark purple hidden in it.

This is the purest Nanming Lihuo!

Killed twice by Bill Bush, the human body was destroyed, and the human blood was also destroyed, leaving only the pure Suzaku blood to exist.

Therefore, the Suzaku that had not been able to control such a pure Nanming Lihuo before, but now that only the remnants of the meridians remained, it could be easily done.

Gurgling, there seemed to be a boiling sound coming from under the calm surface of the lake, faintly undetectable.

The meridians wrapped in flames flew quietly in the direction of Bill Bush, but a thin blue-purple flame extended out and connected to the Nanming Fire Lake.

Seeing that the distance was getting closer and closer, the line of fire connecting the lake of fire was getting longer and longer, as thin as spider silk, and a deep blue floated quietly over the hills, and Bill Bush's back was within reach.

At that moment, the back suddenly moved.

Bill Bush, who seemed to be unaware of it, suddenly turned around, looked at the blue web-like meridians approaching him, and smiled hideously.

The tip of the black spear was taken into his hand at some point, "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

He laughed coldly, and the black blade in his hand swept out sideways, the metallic condensed glow washing back and forth like ocean waves.

The spear momentum is vertical and horizontal, and it is dead to block the retreat of the Suzaku bloodline that came from the sneak attack, and even the front and back are shrouded in the gun!

The residual consciousness in Suzaku's bloodline was shocked, "It's actually a trap?

However, it was not willing to accept its fate, and the dense flame that wrapped the meridians suddenly exploded, and the dark blue turned into a mist and dispersed into a piece, enveloping the two of them at the same time.

A purple shadow turned into a miniature version of the Vermilion Bird, the thin blue meridians shrank into his body, and the mini Vermilion Bird swooped into the sky, condensing from the mist in the sky, and the streamer swept through it, striking down from afar.

The blue mist was like rippling water, and the miniature Suzaku body and its attacks were deeply hidden inside.

At this time, Bill Bush looked at his nose and nose and his heart, as if there were no waves in the ancient well, and he could not see any clues.

He held the black array plate in one hand and the part of the spear with the blade at the tip of the spear in the other, and swung it out.

In a few moments, the "sea water" turned into blue aerosol bubbles, and instantly became violent, like boiling!

A hoarse voice sounded, and the mist suddenly collapsed, spun rapidly around the center, forming a huge whirlpool.

The whirlpool turned more and more sharply, and it turned bigger and deeper, pushing the blue mist around.

Suddenly, a pure-sharp spear spun out from the core of the vortex.

The momentum of the spear shook the void, and the whirlpool violently disintegrated, rushing in all directions.

The sea of mist seemed to have been torn out with a deep wound, and the purple mini Suzaku could faintly see the figure of Bill Bush looming at the "bottom of the sea."

The blade of the spear rushed out of the "sea", and it folded down, striking hard, and the swishing gold engulfed the entire area.

Poof, poof, poof!

A dull crash sounded suddenly, and a swaying wave of water appeared somewhere in the mist, quickly turning from light blue to dark blue, trying to resist the attack of the blade.

Sure enough, here it is! The tall and cold Bill Bush's eyes narrowed slightly, and the direction of the gun's blade folded, rushing towards the "water wave"!

The fog was deep blue, like waves converging, and an extremely thin line of fire communicated with the lake of flames, as if it was about to connect with the water of the lake of fire in the south to form an impregnable defense.

At this critical moment of intense change, the tip of Bill Bush's gun was pointed, and the unpretentious stab was on the dark blue ripples!

It is at the junction of the thin wires of fire.

This part of the dark blue light rose sharply, emitting a scorching heat, like taking a big tonic. Absorbing all the power of the surrounding mist, he instantly exceeded his own limit, and cracks appeared above the crystal.

A click, tooth-sore sound came out, and the cracks spread at a rapid speed, and the seemingly powerless blue mist collapsed and collapsed in a breath!