Zhao Feiyu had both a touch of shock and a hint of expectation in his heart.

He was curious to know how far the yellow clay furnace would grow after devouring the power of this holy realm weapon.

The temperature on the surface of the yellow clay stove was gradually receding, and Zhao Feiyu felt a burst of heat wave from the beginning, and then transformed into a warm breath.

The surface of the yellow clay oven was gradually cooling and condensing, and I don't know how long it took, the color of the yellow clay oven finally returned to its original yellow-brown color.

The yellow clay furnace slowly floated and rotated in the void, looking extremely ordinary and ordinary, but Zhao Feiyu knew that this gold was devouring the Saint Realm weapon......

"I Really Don't Want to Cultivate Immortals" Chapter 217 The late stage of Dixuan is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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