After drowning, the man in the magician's robe shook his head, "No matter how weak the Thirteen Pavilion Masters are, it is impossible to be drowned." The luck of this little guy, I believe it is not so bad. ”

"He's here, with fire." At this time, Shui Qianyan didn't seem to even bother to say it, this was not just a matter of weakness, it was fundamental, and he didn't look at it.

"Fire mage? Well, it seems to be a tenth-level flame, and even the Sage hasn't arrived, isn't it ordinary weak? The man in the magician's robe was completely stunned when he felt the level of flames over there.

He knew that this lucky little Thirteen Pavilion Master was very weak, but he didn't expect that he could be weak to this extent.

Generally speaking, the people who can join the Thirteen Pavilions have to be saints at the lowest level.

This little guy who calls himself a bandit legion called Fenghua is actually level ten?

Although according to Fenghua's age, this strength is not low, but looking at the entire Thirteen Pavilions, it is not wrong to say that he is the weakest, right?

"Crazy?" Incredibly pointed to a small corner that seemed to be bubbling hot, the faint little flame, just a handful of water, wouldn't it be extinguished.

"Rebel." Shui Qianyan also felt the temperature of the flames there, although it was higher than the tenth-level flame temperature of ordinary people, but in this exquisite water that was full of water.

When the water is turned on, those fires,

It is said that water and fire are incompatible, but water fire extinguishing is very simple, if you want to fire and dry water? And it's a small fire that burns the whole sea, and even if you don't put it out, sooner or later you will burn yourself out and die of exhaustion.

Just looking at the faint flames burning in the water, the stubborn red light in the water a little, shining and dazzling, but the persistence seems to be so self-sufficient.

"You're so disappointing to me." As soon as the water curtain moved, the sound of a thousand deaths came out of the water again.

Listening to this voice, everyone who belonged to the Thirteen Pavilions of Shui Linglong showed a smile that was really like this.

Their water is exquisitely covered by the water of the pavilion master, except for the blue, no one can break it.

The other pavilion masters wanted to come here to trade, but they didn't dare to be there in person, so they could only send their subordinates.

This little thirteen pavilion master is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

Even many powerful people have discovered that from the depths of the water, there is a tenth-level flame.

Too, weak!

With such strength, let alone the pavilion master, any one of them goes out, they can easily abuse ten or eight as if they were playing.

This Thirteen Pavilion Lord, it's a joke, right?

With such strength, isn't it good to take advantage of a year to go into retreat, and dare to go out and walk around?

Gradually, however, bubbles came from the otherwise calm water.

Almost the entire temperature of the water was heated by three points because of this.

It became, hot springs?

However, this is not the end, gradually, the transpiring mist appeared above the exquisite waters, and the water under the entire waterfall was actually boiled by him?!

"What kind of flame is that, and why is the temperature so high?"

"Actually, I boiled the water."

"The strength of this little guy seems to be a little unexpected."

"But, in this way, it's the limit, right?"

"It's good to be able to do this, little guy at level ten."

"There is so much water that it can't be boiled at all."