Chapter 85 Gossip Heat Wave

The divine bird kept singing fiercely, burning a fire, rushing towards Xuan Ming at an alarming speed. The chaotic clock rotated, and the starry silver dragon kept turning, rushing up against the divine bird from the bottom up.

"Drink, drink!"

The divine bird hissed and screamed sadly. A divine bird was slaughtered by the silver dragon and began to fall down. The loss of companions makes them continue to mourn. However, even so, their footsteps towards Xuanming did not stop or be scared away. They just kept burying their heads and rushing towards Xuanming.

There are too many divine birds, and the consequence is that the chaotic clock can't take care of them and miss some. The missing bird naturally rushed towards Xuanming. Xuanming looked at the divine bird that rushed towards him through the chaotic clock, with a gloomy face and sacrificed a thunderstone gun.

As soon as the thunderstone gun was sacrificed, it attracted a thunder roar. The thunder kept roaring, and the rumble gradually covered the fierce sound of the divine bird. Xuanming's stone gun waved, and a thunder flashed out of the stone gun. Xuanming stared at the blue-purple thunder and watched him cut through the sky and rush to the leading bird.

The divine bird roared fiercely, and there was a trace of fear in its eyes.

Xuan Ming's gloomy face showed a smile, which was very good. Just be afraid of thunder.

The stone gun in Xuanming's hand waved again. This time, it was not a thunderbolt, but a whole appeared on the volcano. The thunder roared, leaving a blue-purple light in the dark night sky, and then rushed to the divine bird. The divine bird exclaimed and panicked. Then, the divine bird kept falling again and falling to the ground, dying. But he did not die.

Unfortunately, Xuanming didn't know.

He watched a divine bird gradually pile up at his feet, looked up again and looked at the leaves above his head that covered the clouds and the sun. If they don't do anything, Xuanming dares not let go. Sure enough, when the last divine bird fell, they also began to rotate slowly.

Xuanming knows that compared with the divine bird, his biggest opponent is these leaves, and Xuan Ming knows that compared with these leaves, his ultimate opponent is this giant tree. However, he did not dare to do it easily before Xuan Ming understood the means of the giant tree.

The leaves flutter and fall slowly. Perhaps it is because Xuanming's preconceived. Maybe it's because these leaves are too big to be as light as the leaves Xuanming saw in the past. This word fluttering really has nothing to do with these leaves. Even Xuanming always feels that their movements are really stiff and ugly. Unfortunately, they want to make the leaves flutter. . Pieces of leaves tried to maintain a light posture and floated down. Finally, he stopped at a distance of five feet at the top of Xuanming and set up an eight hundred and sixty-four hexagram array with the momentum of eight.

A huge gossip.

And Xuanming was trapped in the center of the hexagram array. Xuan Ming looked at the leaves around him and couldn't help but be a little confused. Can the giant tree demon still set up? However, it was obvious that Xuan Ming overestimated the giant tree demon. First of all, he, born as an ancient demon, has no ability to form human beings. No matter how powerful he is, he can only maintain their huge original form. They survive in some unopened land. They have strong abilities and strong Taoism. Unfortunately, they are also ancient, no matter how smart they are. Some things are still not qualified.

Obviously, the so-called gossip in front of Xuanming is not the gossip he knows. But if it's not gossip, what will it be? Xuan Ming narrowed his eyes doubtfully and thought rapidly in his mind. At the same time, his consciousness was exuded and he was cautiously alert.

At this time, clusters of divine fires lit up from the leaves, but these divine fires did not leave the leaves, but burned along the leaf veins of the huge leaves. The divine fire did not approach Xuanming, but Xuanming felt that the air was much hotter than before. Just for a moment, there was a little hot sweat on his forehead. He was surprised by the movement of the leaves, but he had to mobilize the spiritual power of the Holy Spirit Stone from Dantian again and again to purify this heat for himself.

However, it has always been a cool spiritual power, but at this time, it makes Xuanming feel that the spiritual power is like practiced in the stove. It's so hot. When did his spiritual power become so hot? Xuanming was surprised, and the adjustment of this spiritual power made Xuanming feel more like he had entered the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun. Full of sweat, he had to send his spiritual power back, but this time, it made him feel hotter.

It's unbearable. It seems that the wound that was previously burned is numb and hot again. He looked at the eighty-64 burning leaves and frowned. At this time, he knew that all the heat waves came from the leaves. But what are they doing?

Do you want to make me die?

Xuan Ming was puzzled, but he knew that the most important thing at this time was to find a way to get away from this gossip, otherwise, he would really be heated to death. The hot sweat has soaked Xuanming's robe. At this moment, Xuanming seemed to have fallen into the water and been picked up. A drop of hot sweat fell under his feet and was quickly dried by the divine fire in exchange for thick smoke on the ground, which made Xuanming feel more sultry. There was even some hot sweat, which was dried before it dripped.

As time went by, Xuan Ming still didn't come up with a way to leave. At this time, Xuan Ming's soaked robe had dried up. It's not that Xuanming is no longer sweating, but that she was dried by an amazing heat wave before the sweat could soak through her clothes. Even Xuanming's white robe has dried yellow. Xuanming can be sure that he is not going out, and he is afraid that his clothes will be scorched in the sultry heat.

However, even if Xuanming uses lightning, watering, or using his earth attribute talent to submerge with soil, it has no effect. The method that Xuanming can use has used a side, and even the invincible starry flash has been used, but no matter how he dealt with this damn sixty-four leaves, he can't touch them at all.

Xuanming knows that this is probably the fault of this formation.

But how should he deal with it? Xuan Ming's face was gloomy, and ideas were filtered in his mind one by one. In the end, he had no choice but to take out the sun mirror, hoping that this thing would make him feel better. The heat wave had made him almost lose strength. Even if he is a Narcissus, at this time, he can't help but long for a sip of water. A narcissus will be thirsty and drink without water. I'm afraid it's a joke in the aquarium, right?!

However, he is really thirsty because of the large amount of sweat.

Sixty-four leaves are still burning, and the heat wave is constantly increasing. Xuan Ming can't help but be glad that he is a narcissus, and there is nothing but water on his body. Otherwise, I'm afraid it will become a piece of people at this time.

The sun mirror still has a certain effect. As soon as Xuanming took out the sun mirror, he instantly felt cool around his body. Inside the golden round frame of the sun mirror, it is a transparent mirror, which is concave and conve and convex. At this time, there was a white light on the mirror. This white light did not come from the mirror, but from around Xuanming. The heat wave around Xuanming turned into a white light at the urging of the sun mirror, and then was swallowed up by the sun mirror.

Xuanming originally hoped that the sun mirror could help him devour this heat wave. However, unexpected things were found at this moment.

While the concave and convex sun mirrors devour white light, most of the white sun mirrors can't be swallowed because of the heat waves. Then, at this time, Xuanming suddenly found that a white light was actually reflected by the concave and convex mirror of the sun mirror and hit one of the leaves. He saw that the leaf vibrated, and the place hit by the white light began to dry up quickly.

Xuan Ming, who found this, couldn't help but be excited.

Xuanming stretched out his hand and took down the sun mirror that had been hanging high above his head. He adjusted his position and began to rotate gently. The sun mirror was still rapidly devouring the white light, and a large amount of white light that was too late to swallow fell on the leaves around Xuanming. The leaves began to show signs of dryness. The fire slowed down.

Then, when Xuanming found that there was an angle that could put sixty-four leaves on the white light, Xuanming finally stopped turning and let the white light shine the sixty-four leaves.

The leaves began to yellow, then gradually dried up and finally burned.