The moment before the secret technique completely broke out, a huge black box wrapped her tightly, and wrapped it with the dark green scroll she took back!
But it doesn't matter. Just like Muziqi, the confined space can isolate the direct burning of fire, but it cannot be isolated from the high temperature baking like sunburn. As long as the secret method of Burning the sky burns for a long time, this defense against fire will definitely become a trapped beast.
cage!
“…”
At the main peak of Jiulong, Jupiter Jue frowned and stared at the black giant box in Baiyan, with deep worries on his face. Lu Shaotian's secret magic power was too fierce, and the wood-attributed warrior was born to be restrained by the fire-attributed warrior.
If Xiao Xi had the strength of the Holy Realm and could rely on various mechanisms to resist without any damage, but she, who is only in the Six Rings Emperor Realm, how should she use to last until the secret method ends?
The Nine Immortal Emperor Puppet was the only way he could think of, but he knew that in order to fight with that child, Xiao Xi would never use the last use permission in such a place. What should he do?
The messy mood lingers in his heart, making him a little impatient. However, Chu Aoqing, who has the same mood as him, is also the third level of Chu Aoqing who clenched his fists nervously.
Looking at the endless white flame impact, Chu Aoqing looked at Mu Junwu eagerly beside her, preparing to seek a "centering agent", but found that Mu Junwu not only did not show any tension, but also faintly
There was a faint smile on his face.
Seeing this, Chu Aoqing wondered, "Sister Jun Wu, aren't you worried about Xiao Xi?"
Mu Junwu responded and said lightly, "If I were worried before, Lu Shaotian was hiding too deeply. In the face of such a powerful secret technique, let alone Xiao Xi, who is absolutely inferior to the martial arts realm, even I can't bear it.
This move. But it’s not certain now. The person who suffers may be Lu Shaotian.”
Chu Aoqing exclaimed lightly, "Why?"
Mu Junwu smiled slightly, staring at Bai Yan Liehuo in the battlefield, and said, "You will know soon."
Mu Junwu kept a secret, and when he heard this, Chu Aoqing turned to the battlefield helplessly. Although the battlefield is filled with Bai Yan, he can't see anything clearly, but since Mu Junwu uses the word "immediately",
It means that changes are about to occur.
But unexpectedly, just as the two of them were communicating, they didn't notice that Bing Lan, who was sitting next to them, was staring at the inside of the battlefield with surprise, and then showed an extremely moving smile.
The next moment, the Tenglong Fire Pillar, which filled the entire battlefield, suddenly twisted several times. This subtle change may not have attracted the attention of most people, but the strong men on the third level were all shocked, especially when Mu Junwu was
Chu Aoqing, who had been prompted, had already condensed her gaze without caring about the dazzling light of the fire!
"Swoosh!"
So, the second twist appeared. Compared with the last time, this twist was more obvious and the twisting amplitude was even greater. It was like a sudden turning point, originally like a dragon rushing to the night.
The pillar of fire actually gradually shortened and converged in this inexplicable twist, and eventually turned into residual flames swaying in the wind.
"There have changed, there have been changes!"
"You need to say it, the fool can see it."
Finally, when the venerables on the first level saw the changes in the battlefield, the remaining flames in the wind that spanned tens of thousands of meters had a new change. It was like a bud just now, but it was already
It bloomed, and with its blooming, the battlefield that was shrouded in white flames the moment before was now clear, and the covered scene was once again imprinted into the eyes of the spectators.
However, tens of thousands of eyes did not pause on the black box of hundreds of cubic meters. Instead, they looked at the black shadows arranged around the battlefield. There were fifteen black shadows, each of which appeared in the shape of a rudder.
However, its protruding part is not a tiller, but a twelve prismatic crystals emitting dim fire elements; in the center of the rudder ring, there is a strange array map with red light, which makes the whole thing
It is them that have changed on the battlefield. Because now, these fifteen rudder rings are madly devouring the fire rising from the ground in a way that is stripped of silk and cocoons.
"What is that?"
A whispering question came from the mouths of everyone and Chu Aoqing. Mu Junwu smiled slightly and said in unison with Mu Chen, who was resting on the Holy Tomb Mountain, said, "Flame Devouring Wheel."
That's right, it's the Fire Devouring Wheel. Although Mu Chen's understanding of it was limited to the Holy Spirit illusion that broke into the residence of his ancestor Mu Mianfeng, he also saw it in the scroll of the mechanism inherited from Mu Junwu. It was Mu Mianfeng.
It has been exhausted for hundreds of thousands of years to target the fire-attributed warriors, and its function is to devour the fire essence for their own use, and the absolute nemesis below the low-level fire-attributed saints!
Unexpectedly, this inheritance will be published so quickly. Mu Chen was a little relieved. If his ancestors could see it, they could have passed away with a smile. However, after looking at Lu Shaotian in a daze, the relief in his heart disappeared immediately, and replaced by a thick and thick one.
The complexity of Shaotian is probably no longer there.
Just as everyone's eyes gathered on the Fire Wheel and were deeply discussing it, a clanging sound suddenly came from the four black boxes located in the middle of the battlefield, accompanied by the rapid movement of the random skull, and the cover above the black box was covered.
Suddenly retracted, and then a palm-sized crystal core slowly floated out. When everyone turned their eyes to this machine, the battlefield, which was shining through the white flame pillar, was once again blackened.
The shadows are dense, but this time the black shadow is no longer the night sky, but tens of thousands of crystal nuclei bodies.
"The magic of heaven, zero generation!"
"Click!Click!Click!"
A pleasant and ethereal voice sounded, and the mechanical crystal core that enveloped the sky was suddenly activated, and it continued to extend and expand in various forms such as contraction, rotation, and flip. In just three seconds, the mechanical empire that appeared in the Battle of Xiaoyao Pavilion
Arrived again, countless mechanisms covered the sky and the moon, and even hundreds of puppets were mixed. More importantly, the empire of mechanisms that came this time was fundamentally different from the battle of Xiaoyao Pavilion, because Mu Xi created it at that time
There is only one institutional empire, with only a thousand institutions; but when facing Lu Shaotian, the institutional empire she created was three, with tens of thousands of institutions...
Seeing the dazzling strange mechanism without overlapping, and various gun barrel cages that locked themselves, Lu Shaotian smiled bitterly from the bottom of his heart, then raised his hand in convincingly and sighed, "I admit defeat."
(Sorry, I'm a little late, I've repeated more than a hundred words and I've tried my best.)