Her hand slowly raised, and her spiritual power rushed towards Qianyao Fire like a snake, trying to entangle it firmly.

The fire seemed to have a spiritual sense, and it quickly avoided it, causing Zhuohua to throw himself into the air.

Zhuohua was stumbled by it.

Her hair fell down and blocked her eyes, making her face tickle a little.

Zhuohua exhaled heavily, raised his hand and pulled the strands of hair that hung down behind his ears a little rudely.

The flickering light of Qianyao Fire seemed to be more dazzling, reflected on Zhuohua's face, and it was clearly extinguished, as if it was carrying out a silent provocation against Zhuohua.

Zhuohua rubbed his wrist and gritted his teeth secretly.

It's really hard to deal with, but she doesn't have a good way.

The fire seemed to be a little dissatisfied with Zhuohua's stunnedness, and moved slightly in the direction of Zhuohua, as if urging her to hurry up and catch it.

"This thing gives birth to intelligence, but it's a little difficult to do."

Ah Yao couldn't help but sweat for Zhuohua.

This thing seems to be soft and hard not to eat, and for a while, people are a little confused.

Zhuohua took a deep breath and slowly suppressed the anxiety in his heart.

"You can't force it to go head-to-head like that."

Ah Yao's words were filled with some comfort and some comfort, and suddenly woke up Zhuohua.

"That's right." Zhuohua slapped his hand suddenly, and suddenly there was a feeling of opening up.

She looked up and stared at the cheerful fire that was burning, her eyes full of ill intentions.

The flame of Qianyao Fire shook slightly, it didn't know why, and suddenly it felt as if a trace of cold air had enveloped it, making its originally burning very vigorous flame suddenly dim a lot.

Like last time, Zhuohua still used his spiritual power to rush straight towards the flame.

Seeing this, Qian Yaohuo seemed to be a little disdainful.

It staggered twice in place, and tried to get out of here again.

'Hooked. ’

Zhuohua's fingers moved, and the corners of his mouth were slightly undetectable and slightly outlined a slight arc.

This time, Qian Yaohuo was a little horrified to find that for some reason, it couldn't move. Something seemed to hold it tightly.

It turned out that while hitting that attack, Zhuo Hua quietly made up a formation trap. While the frontal attack attracted this fire, he quietly laid out a formation, shrouded Qianyao Fire in the range of his trap, and firmly locked it.

Even though Qian Yaohuo has opened up a little spiritual wisdom, there is still a big gap compared to those who have given birth to complete spiritual consciousness.

It didn't know how many twists and turns it had made, and when it found itself caught, it was furious.

Zhuohua felt its emotions the moment it was angry. After all, the sudden flames of the old high almost hit her face and set her on fire.

Zhuohua's heart trembled, and his steps couldn't help but move backwards.

She turned her head a little unbearably.

To have a spiritual consciousness is to have life in a way.

And Zhuohua's actions at this moment are to strangle it.

After all, if you use it, it will cease to exist.

Zhuohua didn't like this feeling.

It's like suddenly having the power of life and death.

No matter what she does, there will always be one side she will be sorry for.

She was a little helpless, but she also knew that there was no other way.

She closed her eyes and strangled all the unbearable emotions.

"Whew."

A soft sigh was heard in the air.