"Haha. Fang Yan laughed a few times, he actually forgot about this treasure, looking at the disappearing earth fire in front of him, Fang Yan was overjoyed.

In front of Fang Yan, it has been hidden in the body of Fang Yan, and it is also the biggest secret of Fang Yan, Qiankun Pot, at this moment, Qiankun Pot is in the boundless sea of fire, not Fang Yan urged it, and that time to absorb the Xuanling liquid, Fang Yan just threw out the Qiankun Pot, it automatically absorbed the surrounding flames, Fang Yan found that his Qiankun pot was very picky, and it didn't care about the breath of earth fire at all, but in the endless sea of fire, absorbing a red white flame, Fang Yan himself didn't know this flame, but what his Qiankun pot could look at didn't seem to be bad。

The boundless sea of fire around them was constantly decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye in the dialect, and even the pillars of fire that trapped the dialect were also dimmed.

Fang Yan realized that his Qiankun pot was still marching into the depths of the sea of fire, and he didn't dare to slack off, sacrificing the breath of earth fire in his body, and was about to step out of this cage, when he suddenly felt that there were mana fluctuations around him, and suddenly, two figures appeared around him, what is this?

Fang Yan immediately urged the magic weapon of protection, and then looked at the two people, it turned out to be the two of them? Why are they here, could it be that they came with them all the way?

The two people who just came in turned out to be Wan Liu and the others who had previously competed with Fang Yan for the Tianmu Cave Mansion, but at this moment, they were also ingested into this earth fire cage by that high-level existence.

The two people who appeared just now also looked at Fang Yan with a wary face, a few rays of light flashed, and the two of them also sacrificed their proud magic weapons to protect themselves.

After seeing the face of the dialect, the two of them were also surprised, and after the two of them followed all the way to the island, they could no longer perceive the breath of this person, and they did not expect to meet here.

"Boy, hurry up and hand over the things of the Tianmu Dao people, otherwise, hum. Liu Tang said first.

"Idiot. When Fang Yan heard this man's words, he ignored them, and after scolding, he stepped out of the fire cage.

Out of the cage, Fang Yan found that the original violent earth fire had become an ordinary flame, and there was no trace of the breath of earth fire, these flames, Fang Yan didn't need any protection, and he could pass safely with just his body, his Qiankun pot was so powerful?

Just as the Qiankun Pot devoured the essence of the sea of fire, the voice of Burning Qianli sounded again: "Ah, little thief, how dare you do this?"

Almost instantly, the voice of burning thousands of miles from a very far place to the vicinity of the dialect, although the dialect had some doubts in his heart, but he was still a little surprised when he heard the voice of the burning thousands of miles, what he had just killed, he leaned around, but he couldn't find the trace of the other party at all, suddenly, the dialect felt that his Qiankun pot was being torn by a force, and he wanted to take away his own thing, where would the dialect be lazy, while urging the Qiankun pot, wanting to take him back into his body, while rushing towards the location of the Qiankun pot.

The Qiankun pot did not come back immediately as the dialect wished, as in the Jiuhan Cave, it seemed that it would not come back if it was not full, the dialect had reached the back of the Qiankun pot, and it was still absorbing the red essence of the earth fire.

"I'm angry, and the fire burns thousands of miles. The sound of Burning Thousand Miles roaring came out, and Fang Yan suddenly felt that the surrounding sea of fire was boiling, and it was surging towards him, this was not the few tongues of fire of the Burning Thousand Miles Imperial Envoy just now, but the entire sea of fire surging towards him at the same time.

"Huh?" Fang Yan had overestimated the strength of the other party, and still didn't expect that the other party had such a means to be able to drive so many fire forces at the same time, Fang Yan didn't think that he could resist the attack of this boundless sea of fire, and he wanted to leave immediately, but his Qiankun pot was still there, this magic weapon, Fang Yan was not far away, and there were all his own family backgrounds in it, whether it was the original earth spirit liquid or the Xuan spirit liquid, the thunder tree, which one was the supreme heaven and earth treasure, and losing one was a huge loss, let alone giving it all up.

However, the situation cannot be chosen by dialects, if you stay and wait for your Qiankun pot to eat, you will suffer from the attack of this boundless sea of fire, which is mixed with the real fire that burns thousands of miles, if it is really attacked, I am afraid that the other party will not even be willing to refine the fire slave, and it will be directly ashes.

Fang Yan made a decision in an instant, while desperately summoning his Qiankun pot, while looking closely at the approaching sea of fire around him, as long as he was close to him, he could only choose to give up the Qiankun pot, and the blood escaped, and he could slowly accumulate it if he lost his magic weapon, if he lost his life, then there would be nothing.

The mana of the dialect has been consumed a lot just now, and it has not been replenished, and at this moment, there are only two protections in front of him, the fire shield and the earth fire shield, and seeing that the sea of fire is about to get closer, do you really want to give up the Qiankun pot?

Just when Fang Yan was about to launch a blood escape to leave here, suddenly a surprise was that the flames that attacked him turned a corner and surged towards the Qiankun pot in front of him, burning for thousands of miles, and the flames within a thousand miles disappeared in an instant, completely submerged in the Qiankun pot, and at the same time as the last trace of flame disappeared, Fang Yan realized that his Qiankun pot had returned to his body.

At the same time, Fang Yan also saw a man standing a few miles in front of him, a man with flames all around him, and from the eyes of that person, Fang Yan could see a strong hatred.

"I didn't expect you to have such a magic weapon, but if you want to escape with this magic weapon alone, you can be a fire slave for me obediently, these drops of fireworks of mine are not something you can collect, give me a trap." ”

In an instant, Fang Yan was trapped in a space, he only had the feeling of a domain before, and at this moment Fang Yan could confirm that he must have been trapped in the other party's domain, after the last incident, the old man later told Fang Yan that when he arrived in the realm of Brother Jindan, even if he wanted to escape from the blood, the two sides were too different in cultivation, and the blood escape could only waste his energy in vain, and he would never be able to break through the other party's domain.

The difference between the realm of burning thousands of miles and Rong Canghai, here is still a world of fire, dialects can perceive the rolling heat wave around them, swept over, and they are all true fire breath, that is, the dropping fireworks in the mouth of burning thousands of miles, and the real fire of a level away from the fire, this is too much, and soon the dialect sensed the other party's intentions, and the real fire breath circulated around him, gradually forming a mysterious pattern, this pattern, dialect is not unfamiliar, it is this pattern that has just blurred his body.

Burning Qianli actually set up a formation with real fire, wanting to refine the dialect alive, in the face of absolute strength, all means are useless, and the dialect understands the words that the old man has been teaching himself at this moment, the other party is so life and death to eat himself, even if he has a thousand means, he can't cope with this naked oppression.

The dialect has already tried, and wants to put these drops of fireworks in front of him into the Qiankun pot, but these real fires that others have practiced are not moving at all, and they are still running according to their own trajectory, and the array talisman is gradually taking shape, shrouding the dialect.

"My life is on the line. At this moment, this thought came to Fang Yan's heart, but it is not the time to be caught, now this rune array is very close to him, and it is no longer feasible to use the magic weapon to self-detonate and disperse, I am afraid that this rune array has not dispersed, and he will be gray first, but this is the realm of burning thousands of miles, and his magic weapon self-explosion can always make the other party uncomfortable.

Fang Yan waved his hands, and in a moment, several magic weapons were thrown out, and even the multicolored shield that Fang Yan used to use in the past was thrown out, and a crackling explosion sounded.

"Okay, there are so many magic weapons, as well as high-grade treasures, I can't see it, I'm still a rich man, but with your cultivation, even if you blow up these magic weapons, you can't help me with half a point, accept your fate." ”

Fang Yan's heart was cold, a few magic weapons exploded, the other party didn't have a trace of damage, and he took over the power of several of his magic weapons to self-detonate between his backhands, this?

Fang Yan's brain is flying rapidly, what else can he do, even the self-explosion of the high-grade treasure weapon can't achieve the slightest effect.

"Boy, don't you have a magic five thunder true recipe? ”

Suddenly, Fang Yan heard the voice of the old man in his ears, and he actually let himself condense the C-fire thunder? Although the C-fire Thunder is huge, he has never condensed a complete C-fire Thunder, and now the C-Fire Thunder he has condensed, not to mention that it is better than the self-explosion of a high-grade treasure weapon, even the self-explosion of a magic weapon is probably stronger than it.

(There was a little problem, a little late, forgive me, please collect)