Chapter 69 Divine Fire Refining

Rong Hui saw the treasures coming, and his face was also slightly dark. He found that Xiaoxuan had no intention of retreating. He couldn't help humming coldly in his nose and waved his hands forward. The sleeve wind swept, and the wind and clouds gathered a cloud of fire, just like smoke and clouds.

Zhongbao passed through the "green cloud" and was burned by the fire. The treasure light was released, and the speed of escape suddenly decreased. Rong Hui saw the cheapness and raised his hand to palm the "golden waves". People walked with the flames and threw themselves into the "clouds". The fire hit a melon hammer everywhere.

Yong Hui then came, gently urging the stamina, and straightened horizontally. The melon hammer flashed, swelled and shrank, and was shaken open. The fire flow slightly deflected and hit another ice sword. Swing the ice arrow and hit other magic weapons.

Xiaoxuan saw Rong Hui holding a palm of the "golden waves" and rampaging in the "green clouds". After three or five turns, a palm became stronger and stronger. The treasures came with fire, but they couldn't get close to it. They couldn't help shouting "OK", looked at each other with Rong Xue and flew out together.

Rong Xue rolled up her wrist and held two branches. Take a step and hit the crowd like a breeze. Seeing that a big man in blue knotted his left hand and pointed like a knife, he was urging the magic weapon and jumping on it. The sword in both hands is raised, the sword in the left hand is like thunder, and the blade of the sword flashes, "hoo" breaks the wind. The right sword is as light as the wind, cut and cut, as light as clouds and smoke.

When the big man saw her coming, he smiled ggarly and didn't accept the left hand mark. He waved his right hand in front of him, drew a curved fire blade, and displayed it head-on. The blade of fire grew in the wind and became half a foot long in a blink of an eye. Rong Xue retreated as soon as she entered and turned around gently. The wind generally slid past the blade, and stabbed out with a sword in her right hand.

The branches plunged into the back of the blade, bringing a strong wind. The fire blade is bloated, and the momentum is unabated. It flew out, swelled and shrank, and exploded. The strong wind suddenly rose and the flames flew. When the rest of the people saw the fire coming, they were caught off guard, scolded and cheered their spiritual strength to fight. The power of the magic weapon in the green cloud has been slightly reduced.

On the edge of the "green cloud", Rong Xue turned around and saw that the big man looked dull, let alone without hesitation. He attacked and unfolded the swordsmanship, and his hands were like thunder, stabbing the big man.

The big man shook his mind and pumped his spiritual power. The blade was everywhere, lightning flashed, and sparks bloomed, bringing a cluster of thunder. The spiritual light of the big man's body flashed gently, slowly swelled and shrank, keeping it airtight. Seeing that self-bao bao is okay, he couldn't help laughing: "Little girl, go back to practice for another two years!"

"Real?" Rong Xue hummed and moved her hands again.

The big man saw her shaking her hands, the thunder flowed, and the flames on the spiritual curtain suddenly ignited. Boom-", with a thunder. The curtain was shining brightly, swelling and shrinking rapidly, and almost collapsed. He stabilized his figure and didn't see how the other party took action.

Rong Xue just took action, making it "purple electricity through the clouds". It's just that she took action too fast. She stabbed, cut, clicked and chopped between her breath, and used more than ten moves to "purple electricity through the cloud". After passing through the "searching for wood", more than ten moves were immediately separated and synthesized a move. When the explosion opens, it shakes with each other, and its power is more than ten times stronger than simple.

In addition to being shocked, the big man shot backwards with the power of anti-earthquake. Rong Xue was also affected by the aftermath of the thunder and fire, and her body was slightly stagnant, watching the big man run into the clouds. In a stunned mind, he suddenly heard Xiaoxuan's voice: "Don't be stunned, just turn around the green clouds, and don't let people get close to you!" I know what to do in my heart and run out. After taking a few steps, Xiaoxuan was entangled with the three people. The heart is slightly awe-blow, gently swinging the two swords. Stepping out, he floated up like a breeze and stabbed a person in the back.

Between the clouds and fog, Xiaoxuan danced the whip ring. Seeing Rong Xue attack, his right hand shook, and the five small whip rings turned into a stream and went straight to the man. The man was shocked, waved his hands repeatedly, and the fire bombs shot straight into the trap. The whip ring tightened, and the flame exploded, "pa pa pa pa", five explosions, dispersing the whip ring.

The other two saw that it was cheap. One waved a curved ice blade and the other pointed out an ice gun and took the opportunity to go up. The man who broke up the whip circle was complacent. Suddenly, he felt that the breeze was coming slowly, and his back was numb. He heard another explosion. His neck was cold. His eyes were black, and the sound gradually faded away.

At ordinary times, he is the only one who sneaks on others. But now, the magic weapon is besieged in the fire, and I have just cast a spell on the enemy, so I really can't distinguish it. Rong Xueren came with the wind and cut off his head with a sword.

Xiao Xuan saw that he shouted "good". His left hand was imprinted, his right hand trembled sharply, and danced two whip circles, facing the ice blade and the ice gun respectively. The two soldiers were trapped and the whip circle retracted, "bang bang bang...", a crisp sound, twisted into a cluster of ice chips.

The other two were shocked to see their companions fall. He turned into anger and shouted in a low voice, "Killing for your life!" The four-character export, two whip circles came again, and they had to cast spells to resolve it.

Xiaoxuan uses the dragon tendon whip from the herdsman girl, and each whip holds a thousand powers. She divided her power into each whip ring, which was more dangerous than the lightness and sharpness of silver wire. She drew circles casually and defeated the enemy only with the magic weapon itself. The other party dismantled it with small spells, but it consumes energy. One move is not obvious, but under dozens of whips, the loss should not be underestimated.

Rong Xue saw that Xiaoxuan was unimped. After a while of fear, she took a step and continued to circle around the fire clouds. The two suddenly saw that the whip ring was like a curtain, and the ring was pressed down endlessly. The more they dismantled them, the more they felt powerless they were, and they couldn't help crying secretly. When I felt that the whip ring was getting closer and closer to me and wanted to escape for my life, I found that it was full of whip rings in all directions. Xiaoxuan actually flew over the two, with her shoulders, elbows, wrists and fingers moving together, following the trajectory and dancing the whip circle into a whip curtain, making the two of them escapable.

The whip curtain slowly contracted, and after a while, it suddenly divided into two strands. Hundreds of whip circles rolled out from all directions. The flesh and flesh hit each other, "Papa..." burst into explosion, and flesh and blood flew across.

Rong Xue circled around the "green clouds" and saw that the rest of the mountain thieves were hidden in the clouds to control the magic weapon, and it was not easy to sneak attack for a while. Hearing the explosion in the clouds, I followed the sound and saw a purple dragon in the cloud, flying and vividly. Rong Hui walked away with the dragon, east and west, like fried soybeans, hitting a cluster of sword magic weapons shining brightly, and "ping pong" flew randomly.

Long Hui controlled the fire with God and urged the stamina without causing it. After a series of shaking several magic weapons, the fire gradually grew, from yellow to green, from green to green, from blue to blue, and from blue to purple. Every time the flame color turns, its power doubles. He began to hold him hostage and urged his mind. The depletion of his mind made him dizzy. But over time, I found that the flame was as one with me, not only controlled by the heart, but also condensed.

"God fire, fire spirit?" Rong Hui couldn't believe it at the beginning. It can be seen that the magic weapons are stimulated by the green flames. Although the light is strong, it can gradually decline. So he turned his shield into a spear and attacked his shield again. After several palms and careful observation, I found that the fire could bring out a little essence in the shock of the magic weapon.

The essence of magic weapons is gathered by the essence of heaven and earth, and is born in line with the law. After many years, you may develop spirituality and grow into a spirit. After more than 20 magic weapon essences were burned by the "divine fire", they actually turned into a wisp of fire spirit, holding the flames.

He was secretly happy and was no longer in a hurry to retreat from the enemy, but only absorbed the essence of the treasures with the fire spirit. Seeing Rong Xue turning around outside the "green cloud", he immediately sent a voice to her: "Three magic weapons have just fallen, go and put them away!" Xiaoxuan said again: "Don't kill innocent people indiscriminately, just protect me!" The two women were slightly stunned, but they listened to his calm voice and had to follow their words.

The bandits were still kept in the dark. Seeing Xiaoxuan and Rong Xue only circled around the "green clouds", they were even more happy to urge the magic weapon to besiege Rong Hui. The man in brocade suddenly lost his golden knife and roared angrily: "Kill them and avenge the three brothers!" The bandits should continue to stimulate their spiritual power.

The "green cloud" rolls over, and the heat condenses and does not dissipate. Purple dragons dance in the clouds, breathing back and there. Rong Hui walked away from the dragon, chased with a group of magic weapons, and fought with each other.

The bandits are surrounded by royal treasures, but they can't always get it. One is prosperous, then weak, and three are exhausted. When the sunset comes to an end, it is already dusk. The sun shines, and the "green clouds" are coated with a layer of gold. Suddenly, someone in the bandit group asked, "Brother, it's not right! We have almost consumed our spiritual power. Why can't we take this boy? I don't think this man is easy to pester!"

The man in brocade robe had long been puzzled and said loudly: "Receed the magic weapon!" Everyone should beat their spiritual power together and take back the magic weapon.

"Would you like to go?" With a sneer in the cloud, the "green cloud" rolled and slowly contracted. The treasures are in full bloom, and it seems that they are in a quagmire and struggling to walk. The purple dragon danced in the cloud pool, hitting the magic weapons back and there, as if they were absorbing water.

The clouds contracted and gradually turned cyan. The stronger the fluctuation, the deeper the flame color. The magic weapons shine brightly and try their best to resist. Rong Hui's mind turned sharply, and vowed to receive its essence. The fire gently shrunk and slowly shrank, and finally turned into a touch of purple, trapping more than 20 magic weapons between the squares.

The bandits are eager to urge their spiritual power, but they flow into the sea like mud, with little effect. While holding each other, there was kindness in the cloud: "Go to hell!" Three flying knives shot out in response to the sound and cut Rong Hui straight. Xiaoxuan's heart was slightly awe-hearted, shaking her hands, and the soft whip broke through the wind, growing in the wind. The whip went into the cloud, and there was a sound of explosion. A flash of light, and in the screams, a man flew out. It was the man in the brocade robe.

"Whi-", three flying knives cut through the wind, and in a blink of an eye, they have gone outside the fire. Xiaoxuan couldn't save him and exclaimed, "Be careful!" The shadow shook by, and the "dangdang" sounded three softly, and the flying knife deflected and flew away. Rong Xue held a branch and walked out in a flash.

Rong Hui also had a sensation, the heart was shocked, the flame was unstable, skipped the treasures, contracted sharply, and the purple dragon sank into his breath. The dragon body turned into purple, hissing with his head held high, and suddenly swollen, shaking a cluster of magic weapons. The dragon's body was blocked, and it swelled and shrank, turning into Xu Zilong.

Rong Hui's eyes were closed, his face suddenly turned red, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood. Blood beads fell on the dragon's body, like rolling oil falling into the ice water, and the purple flame flowed and swelled. When it swelled to three feet, a layer of blood suddenly appeared outside the dragon's body, and the net generally suppressed the purple dragon.

Between breathing, the purple dragon swelled and shrank, and Xiaoxuan was stunned. The bandits took back the magic weapon and saw that their spirituality was lost. They shouted one after another: "My fire cloud knife!" My blue water sword!" My shocking hammer!" ......