Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

"But err."

The lord looked at the mountain of water that was no longer increasing suddenly, made a sound slowly, and then raised his hand lightly, with wind blades, like a knife peeling bark, from the outside to the inside without haste.

The fine water droplets peeled off like ice balls, did not fall to the ground, and were still hanging in the air.

The water mountain decreased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the late stage of Mahayana, his gaze was like a torch. When An Qingli used the space to attack actively, he judged where the space was.

In the center of Shuishan is the mustard space.

But An Qingli couldn't manipulate space to move, that would only expose him faster.

"Give up resistance, maybe there is still a way out."

The queen held the glazed cup and made a sound, with a benevolent expression on her face. It seemed that she was cherishing treasures and did not want to destroy the high-level space magic weapon.

On the wick of the glazed lamp, a small group of purple flames kept jumping, and could turn into a group of purple flames at any time, burning the shrinking water mountain and the trapped mustard space into ashes.

Of course, it may take a little time and effort to burn the mustard space.

But the queen was convinced that the magic weapon of space couldn't stop the power of the glass lamp.

Moreover, the movement speed of the space magic weapon is not fast, once placed in the purple glazed fire, there is nowhere to hide.

The three Mahayana realms that are sure to win.

"Green fence!"

"Owner!"

The little ones were very worried.

The water mountain was peeled off again, and the poisonous pills were also peeled off accurately, and none of them were injured by the wind blade, which shows that the Mahayana realm has perfect control over spiritual power.

But in a dozen or so breaths, the water mountain is only a spherical shape with a height of one and a half meters.

"Not yet surrendered?"

The queen pointed her fingertips at the glazed cup, injecting some spiritual power, and a small purple flame on the glazed cup grew to a height of ten feet in an instant.

At that time, as long as the queen moves her fingers again, the flames that are several feet high will instantly turn into a fire snake that is several feet long, swallowing up the small ball of water and the mustard space.

"drop?"

An Qingli frowned, and she would also like to thank the two Mahayanas in front of her for their contempt for her and for helping her remove so many condensed waters that were in the way.

Success or failure is here.

"Owner!"

The smelting fire was ordered to split into two, ready to help the master out of trouble at any time.

Speaking of which, it has devoured many high-level magic weapons with its master over the years, and even devoured more than [-] pieces of spiritual treasures in order to forge immortal weapons for Mu Sheng and Zongmen. Of course, its strength is not what it used to be.

I think back when I was in the Phoenix Feather Secret Realm, I could warm up my master's fairy weapon.

In the past hundred years, it has advanced by leaps and bounds, and the scorching heat is of course incomparable.

And the shell of the Ruyi Scarlet Flame Sword, although it protects it from being invaded by ordinary water, to some extent, it also limits its display.

Now is the time for it to take orders in the face of danger and show its talents.

"Master, break through the encirclement upwards, or break through the encirclement downward?" The smelting fire asked ragingly.

An Qingli lowered her eyes and said: "There is a Mahayana realm on the top, go down. There are fairy grasses down, the other party will throw rats, and there are..."

An Qingli raised her lips.

"okay!"

Half of the smelting fire will be several times larger in an instant.

The queen couldn't wait for the other party to ask for forgiveness, so she frowned almost imperceptibly.

The lord also squinted his eyes, and the black air on his face became heavier unconsciously.

The grass demon on the side has been watching, but dare not speak out to remind.

It is considered to be able to detoxify the essence of all kinds of poisons, but it can't detoxify the poison in the body of the country, the poison is so powerful!

Then will it really apologize with death and be refined into a pill.

The queen didn't notice the deepening of the king's poisonous gas, she only focused on the small ball of water polo, showing a hint of murderous intent on her face.

However, An Qingli also showed determination.

The wind blade stopped suddenly, and the king's black lips moved, it should be an order to kill.

But An Qingli moved his mind again, and took the initiative to attack again.

This time it was not water, but fire.

The raging fire engulfed the mustard space and went down in an instant.

I saw a group of red light appearing, where the water vapor was steaming, and it was extremely hot.

This is the heat that can burn celestial treasures.

Even the empress in the middle stage of Mahayana was burned by the heat, and she moved away in an instant, hoping that the king would take action.

The realm of the fire spirit is no longer low, even if it is only half, the speed is still crossing the tribulation realm.

The king made a bold move, imprisoning the surrounding area, and at the same time, a hurricane rose up, intercepting it from bottom to top.

If the imprisoned air flow is compared to a ball of mud, the sudden hurricane is like a loach, passing through it.

Huo Ling's speed was hindered, and he was torn apart by the hurricane.

Countless sparks splashed in all directions.

The mustard space may be hidden in one of the small sparks.

Which Martian is it!

The lord of the country concentrated again, imprisoned the surroundings, and expanded the scope of the confinement, and then released his consciousness, opened his eyes wide, and investigated the situation within a few miles.

The sky is full of steam.

Blocked by the fairy enchantment again, they gathered in the sky for a while and did not disperse.

However, there is too much water vapor.

The entire enchantment is misty and scorching hot.

"It's so hot! It's so powerful!"

The grass demon in Transcending Tribulation Realm couldn't bear the heat, and instantly turned into a whole body, and was taken into the sleeve of the king.

However, at the next moment, the king whose mental power was suddenly depleted spit out a mouthful of black blood, and his figure as stable as Mount Tai flickered, making it difficult to mobilize the spiritual power in his body for a while.

"Great!"

A few little ones jumped for joy, and the little fireman forced the king to be powerless.

The lord's confinement on the surroundings suddenly weakened.

An Qingli no longer hesitated, and immediately manipulated the mustard space to rush down.

"It's here!"

The lord finally found the tiny thing that moved, but it was difficult to get rid of it, but the queen also noticed the clue.

Just in an instant, the purple flame came suddenly.

The mustard space is more conspicuously displayed in the purple flame, just a small speck of light of a different color.

But in the small mustard seed space, the creatures on the vast land were terrified.

It's going to melt!
It's going to melt!
The temperature of the purple flame is not high, but it is more terrifying than the high temperature of the smelting fire, and it can gradually melt the magic weapon!
Successfully trapping the magic weapon of the opponent's space, the queen was happy, but also a pity.

"Owner!"

With only half of the smelting fire left, he called out weakly and asked for orders to fight again.

An Qingli didn't have time to answer, and with another thought, a ninth-order explosion talisman suddenly came out of the space and was thrown downwards violently.

The lord's imprisonment weakened, and the burst talisman dropped extremely fast.

The Mustard Space is attached to the Explosion Talisman.

The purple flame has no effect on the talisman.

The queen's eyes flashed: "Still resisting!"

Before he finished speaking, he flicked his fingers, and a gust of wind sent the Explosive Talisman upwards.

"hateful!"

Bingfeng was anxious, seeing that the mustard space was only a foot away from the ground, and was easily sent high into the sky by the queen.

All previous efforts have been wasted.

The purple flame still follows like a shadow.

If it continues to bake, the mustard space will probably be destroyed!

"Since Zihuo is useless to talismans!"

An Qingli thought about it again, and ten thousand talismans came out of the space. First, they were densely packed, completely blocking the sight of the Mahayana realm, and then they went in all directions like arrows.