"Huh? This is-" Hu swam to him, looked at it carefully, and exclaimed in surprise: "It's really an adventure every time you fall into trouble." ”

Silk cloth especially looked down on her ignorant appearance: "It's just a dead turtle shell." ”

Hu Qing: "Are you sure you're dead?" There's no one in there. ”

It must be dead, and I can see through it at a glance.

Hu lightly grabbed the edge, and with a hard effort, he turned it over.

Whew—finally, gasping for breath that wasn't so hot. After soaking in the molten slurry for so long, she felt several layers of bubbles burn out of her lungs.

After gasping for breath a few times, Hu Qing looked at the turtle shell the size of a small house. There's a turtle in the sea, and by the way, she has a turtle shell. Are there turtles in the fire too? Turtle can be used as medicine. I didn't get it in the Leizhou chapter of the Lingzhi Daquan.

This shell is a dark red color like molten slurry from the outside, and if you only look at it, you really can't find it. If it hadn't happened to bump into her senses, she wouldn't have found out.

It looked like it had been washed away by the rain, and the color was dark and light, and the reddish-brown was mixed with white, which diluted the stimulation of the vision. Huqing has been drifting for so long, everywhere I look is a piece of red, and now when I see this little bit of white, I can't help but relax my eyes.

The inside of the shell is very clean, probably because the flesh of the turtle can't withstand the hot molten slurry after it dies, and it has been washed and burned and has long lost its traces and smell, probably there are no bacteria here.

However, Hu Qing felt that the fire spiritual power in the turtle shell was strong, which was also a treasure raised by heaven and earth, although it was still hot in it, it was much stronger than outside, at least Hu Qing could put away the spiritual power of the body and do something else.

She called Hu Huahua out, and when she was drifting before, Hu Huahua woke up and was making a fuss about coming out, but she didn't allow it. Now let him come out, as soon as the little thing came out, he immediately stretched out his tongue, and turned his head back to the space with an extremely perfunctory whimper.

It was too hot for him to stand it.

Hu is a light black line, but he is really a son, leaving your wife here to suffer.

Seeing that she was not doing her business, the silk cloth reminded her: "You might as well recognize the turtle shell first." Don't wait until you float underground. ”

Hu Qing was alert for a second: "No, I feel it now, the fire spirit power here is very abundant, and I can absorb the fire spirit power here." ”

The silk cloth snorted: "Suck it, suck you to death." ”

Hu Qing: "..."

"Fool, the fire spirit power in the molten is domineering and has fire poison, and if you absorb it directly, you will explode and die. Why don't you burrow into the ground with the monks of the Fire Spirit Root? ”

Hu Qing: "Will you die if you talk well?" ”

Silk cloth sneered, if any spiritual power can be directly absorbed, why does the monk use spirit stones? Why grab resources? Why is there a Dan rune array? It's not just a human limit.

Hu lightly touched the turtle shell, this turtle shell is on fire here, and it is extremely close to the fire. And after drifting for so many years, the impurities in it have long been boiled out by the molten slurry, which looks rough, but in fact the material is clean and clear.

If it is alive, Hu Qing will have to take a lot of twists and turns, and now it only has a shell left, Hu Qing directly put a mark into the divine consciousness, and the turtle shell is hers!

It was such a joy to pick up treasures.

The turtle shell recognized the owner, and instantly became different, the inner wall became shallower, and there were no traces one by one, and it looked like a layer of home-style wallpaper. Hu Qing's mind moved, and the temperature inside the turtle shell dropped a few degrees.

Oh my God, oh my God, it can automatically adjust the temperature, this is the function of the turtle shell, oh my God, this is an air-conditioned room, she has picked up a treasure.

Silk: That's what comes in mind.

Hu Qing was very satisfied, and tried to control the turtle shell to fly, sure enough, she flew out a few kilometers against the direction of the molten lava flow, and the turtle shell was effortlessly smooth and smooth, which was great.

Could it be that the turtles raised in this molten slurry are born to fly? She didn't use much spiritual power.

With this, Hu Qing's heart was put down, and he hurriedly took out the materials to prepare the refining weapon. The refining furnace must not be put directly into the molten slurry, it will burn. Bringing the molten slurry in? So why didn't she just put the material into the molten slurry and process it?

"Right, that works, right?" She asked for the silk cloth's opinion.

It was rare for the two to have a formal conversation, and the silk cloth affirmed: "Yes." The immortals with powerful immortal souls in the fairy world sometimes directly use the power of the divine soul to make a weapon, and you can use the firepower in the molten slurry and the assistance of divine consciousness, which is feasible. Just practice the Spring Divine Technique. ”

Hu Qing's confidence rose from one point to seven points, and he took the best animal bones, which floated on the surface of the molten slurry, and Hu Qing netted the bones with his divine sense to prevent it from drifting away. Under the calcination of the power of molten pulp, the bone was roasted into a little essence, Hu Qing took it up, and took the new beast bones down, until all the beast bones of better quality were burned out, she thought for a while, grabbed a handful of demon pill divine consciousness of the same line and wrapped it down.

I saw that the demon pill that couldn't be refined by the fire in her courtyard didn't last long in this natural refining furnace, and finally turned into a ball of essence, and the rich spiritual power flowed in it, which was extremely attractive.

Hu Qing did not reserve all the demon pills refined, Hu Huahua's rations will be beaten later, and a bunch of essences will be harvested in the end, all colors are available, and there are magnificent pearls floating in the turtle shell hut.

Bai Kiss climbed down from her arm, and hung it on top of the molten slurry with her divine sense, adding essence drop by drop. The delicate and solid metal texture, the essence drops up, but it instantly seeps into it like water meets sand, and melts into the white kiss with a light divine sense.

She didn't add it without a clue, after the first drop, she took the second drop, and it was clearly chosen. Silk cloth carefully remembered, and found that she added in the order of the five elements, and the amount of each addition was related to the spiritual power in it, she seemed to add it as she wanted, but in fact, it was controlled in a delicate balance.

Sure enough, it is the material of the innate refining tool.

Added round after round, there was still the essence left, not much, Hu thought about it lightly, cut through the palm of his hand and entered the vessel with essence blood, and smoothed those essences into it.

Silk: "What does your blood do?" ”

Hu Qing: "Add a material to Bai Kiss, it has killed several people, although the teacher is famous, but he is angry, my blood and divine consciousness echo, control anger." ”

She took out an object, which was the Bloody Glass Bead she had obtained in Lone Light City. I want to refine this bead into it as well. Who knew that this bead suddenly shone at the moment it touched the white kiss, and Hu Qing, who had established a spiritual connection with the white kiss, felt that the white kiss was hit silently.

The white kiss has become her natal weapon, a human and a machine, and her heart hurts, and she spits out a mouthful of blood.

The blood-colored glow bloomed in white light, and then both bright lights disappeared.

Hu lightly covered her heart, her chest was blocked like a boulder, and after a long time, she spit out a mouthful of blood, but it was black and faintly stinky. The blood spat out, and his whole body was light, as if he was about to float.

"Congratulations." Silk cloth said, "Another death has been escaped." ”

Hu Qing stared at the black blood, his head hurt, and he fainted.

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