Ziyuan was half-lying on the ground, holding her clothes in her heart, and a faint butterfly-shaped jade pendant fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, and Ziyuan was about to reach out to pick it up, but there was a sudden sound behind her.

Ziyuan's movements were certain, and then the expressionless eyes held the butterfly-shaped jade pendant in his hand, and wiped it, this jade pendant was the spirit butterfly jade pendant, but now it naturally turned gray and lost its vitality.

"How could Zhaoxi's spirit butterfly jade pendant become like this, it should not be like this in common sense, unless she has lost one elsewhere, the spirit butterfly can't find her breath, and she can't go back to the divine tree directly, the spirit butterfly will slowly exhaust and die without the nourishment of spiritual power, and the little girl will not escape. Ziyuan was about to put away the spirit butterfly jade pendant close to his body, but under the touch of his fingertips, the jade pendant turned into a crystal light and dissipated, blending into the dark demon mist, and disappeared.

Ziyuan's eyes were slightly gloomy, and he put the burned coat in his hand, and with a turn of his hand, the spiritual power of his fingertips flipped over, and a lot of white lotus appeared in the air, flying to the coat, slowly blending into it, and the burned place slowly gave birth to silk, gold threads, reflecting the white lotus. Looking at the new coat, Ziyuan had tears in his eyes, folded the shirt neatly, put it in the Qiankun bag, and then slowly got up, lowered his eyes slightly, his face was cold, and he raised his hand slightly, and the white silk spun up, and the spiritual power around his body surged, and walked slowly in the direction of the stumbling hole.

It seemed that because of the approach of Aster, the sound of squirming suddenly disappeared, and Aster also froze, looking up in the direction in front of him, his eyes were dim.

And in the thick demon mist, there is a behemoth hidden, which is probing the letter and waiting for an opportunity. Ziyuan lowered her eyes and looked ahead, and whispered, "Since you're here, why don't you show up." ”

The behemoth actually understood what Shion said, twisted his body and slowly approached, and his cyan snake eyes stared at the woman standing proudly in plain clothes on the ground.

Aster frowned slightly, her dress moved without wind, the white silk in her hand swirled, and she looked up slightly, you could see the whole picture of this fierce beast, a shocking python with red lines on a white background, the red lines were vaguely recognizable, and it was the shape of the flame.

On the other side, Zhao Xi held the sunflower in his hand, and told his story all the way, and talked about the process of his encounter with a fire-breathing white snake, which was very thrilling, although it was a bit exaggerated, but the scene was really terrifying at that time.

Yan Yi listened to it in her heart, so she simply collected her skills, put all the power of her work to Lingyou beside her, and turned around to listen to Zhaoxi's story intently.

Seeing this, Ling You shook his head helplessly and chuckled, resigned himself to urging his spiritual power. Yan Yi listened to Zhaoxi's big white snake with his mouth open and closed, and couldn't help but cover his lips and chuckle, and said softly: "Miss Zhaoxi, although it is seven points like a snake, it is actually a dragon, with red lines on a white background, likes heat, and is called the Earth Fire Dragon." ”

"Earth Fire Dragon ......" Zhaoxi heard Yan Yi's words, lifted his chin, nodded and muttered, "What an ugly name, it's not as good as the big white snake." ”

Yan Yi was stunned when she heard this, then laughed and said softly: "I didn't think it in the past, but now when I hear Miss Zhaoxi say this, it is really not as good as the big white snake." ”

Zhao Xi smiled sweetly and was about to speak, but a strong air flow suddenly rose around him, and the two of them hurriedly raised their eyes. I saw that the giant devouring spider stared at Zhaoxi's direction and struggled violently, and a dark light appeared in his eyes, others may not know, but Zhaoxi could see it clearly, it was the desire for the fire of Liyao.

The smile on Zhaoxi's face slowly disappeared, her face was slightly pale, her hands were nervously clasped together, Yan Yi noticed that Zhaoxi was unusual, and gently comforted her, but Zhaoxi didn't listen, and her ears rang with the words that her sister had warned her.

The giant phagogue struggled violently, seeing that it was about to break through the chain, and the scimitar of the hollyhock was bearing more and more force, almost wanting to get out of his hand, the hollyhock's teeth were clenched, and his hands were numb from the shock, and he couldn't enter half an inch.

The chains were already showing signs of breaking, but Jiu Su seized the opportunity, his eyes lit up, the spiritual power around his body surged, and he flew to death with a violent force, reaching out and holding the handle of the knife, Jiu Su's eyes were red, and a bloodthirsty smile rose at the corner of his lips.

The demonic energy was churning, and a huge amount of energy poured into the scimitar, and the dark purple ghost light surrounded the scimitar, and the blade instantly sank down, piercing the head of the giant devouring spider straight through, and blood spurted out like a spring.

Yan Yi instantly moved behind Zhao Xi, covering Zhao Xi's eyes with both hands, covering up this bloody scene, and then lowered her head close to Zhao Xi's ear, whispering comfort, intending to divert Zhao Xi's attention.

The Seven-Star Meniscus Knife sank straight down, trembling uncontrollably, unable to withstand this powerful magic power, hanging on the edge of cracking. With a flick of his wrist, the blade of the knife instantly drooped, cutting off the head of the giant devouring spider.

The head of the giant devourer swirled in the air and fell to the ground, countless eyes bulging out, staring dead in the direction of Zhaoxi, and death could not extinguish the desire for the fire of the dawn.