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After swimming for less than 100 meters, Jiang Mu's figure stops. The wounds on his arm and back have begun to fester. Even if he uses his spiritual power to prop up the protective cover, he still can't stop the flames that burn everything outside. Mo Bao is so hot that he wants to faint. He has no strength to lie on Jiang Mu's tail.

"Don't get close, jiangmu. You'll die." I'll die, too. Mo Bao has no strength to say the words behind. Her vision is blurred. She feels like a fish on the grill. It's being fried into golden yellow, glowing with oil.

Zizizi, zizizi!

The voice is very noisy. Mo Bao wants to cover her ears and not listen to the sound of her meat being burnt. She feels that she has no strength to move her fingers.

"Master, master, use the cauldron quickly, come on."

How to use the tripod? Mo Bao tries to keep her consciousness from falling into the dark. The heat of roasting is becoming more and more intense. It seems that she will turn to ashes in the fire in the next second. A sentence suddenly flashed in her mind: the sky is a disaster, and a cauldron is a living.

"The sky is a disaster, a tripod is a life, and the sky is a tripod."

Mo Bao's vague voice talks about words she doesn't understand, over and over again, until all her consciousness falls into the dark. Just when her world was quiet, a dazzling light burst out from her body, and the light light fell to protect Mo Bao and Jiang mu.

During the light flow, the tripod broke out of the sky, and the complex words appeared on the magnificent and simple tripod body, rotating around the tripod body. Endless aura and burning flame flowed back into the tripod. The tripod hung on the sea and slowly rotated. With more and more aura and flame inhaled, the tripod became bigger and bigger, and began to rise slowly.

The flame on the sea disappears and the aura is absorbed. As the cauldron rises higher and higher, the speed of the flame and aura is faster and faster.

High above the sky, a loud sound of Fengming broke through the void. It was swift and powerful, and then a huge fireball rushed down to the sky tripod. The fireball contained endless destructive power, as if to devour the whole sky tripod.

Hum!

The rising sky tripod vibrated, and a low and powerful buzz responded. A word "information" rushed out to meet the huge fireball.

Boom!

The word "information" and fireball are entangled together, and they don't give way to each other.

The huge impact sound vibrated the whole nihilistic sea, the waves rolled up and the flames soared into the sky. The sky tripod soared several times, and the rising speed increased instead of decreasing. The powerful sucking force burst out and rushed directly to the battlefield of "information" and fireball, swallowing them into the sky tripod in an instant.

On the sea, Mo Bao spits out a mouthful of blood, and Sheng Sheng is awakened by the pain. She feels that her viscera are rolling and suffering in the magma, but at this time, even the pain has become a luxury. Her body can't move, her mouth can't speak, and her nerves are crushed, burned to ashes, and burned again...

Rao Shi Mo Bao has gone through several tests of life and death before, and has no such experience The next time she was in agony, she bit her teeth and endured, but the physical damage was still increasing, as if a magma ball was growing in her stomach, as if to burst her body.

Help! Mo Bao's consciousness trembled and tried to cry for help. However, the response to her was that the magma ball melted in her body. With her blood, she swam all over her body and finally rushed to her forehead. Oh, the feeling that her head was about to explode,.

"What are you doing with your uncle's tripod?"

"Little shell, little shell, save your master quickly, or give me a knife to be happy. I don't want life to be worse than death."

...

"coming, coming, master."

"Master, hold on, master is the best. Well, hold on, just wait for tianqiongding to digest the power of Fenghuang Neidan. Master, Xiaoke loves you."

"To love me is to watch me live rather than die?" Mo Bao wants to catch the small shell and throw it into the sky, so that it can feel its love for the small shell.

"It's the power of Fenghuang Neidan. Master, master, when the power of tianqiongding is transformed, the master can hang the chaotic fierce beast and Taowu fierce beast at will."

Mo Bao listens to the excited voice of Xiao Ke. She only knows that she is being hanged now. Is this something that people bear? God, she's going to faint for a while, or she's going to go crazy.

"Eh, no, master, master, don't faint. It's dangerous. Help the cauldron with your mind."

Little shell's voice suddenly rang out and kept improving in Mo Bao's mind. Mo Bao, who was about to faint, woke up. She hung her last breath and wanted to do something, but what should she do?

The little shell that was forced out of it said that it didn't know.

Vomit blood, ink treasure open mouth, is this man vomit a mouthful of blood, well, vomit after feeling chest is not so suffocating, brain also suddenly aura, a word came to mind: the sky for disaster, a cauldron for a living.

"Heaven is a disaster, and a cauldron is a living."

Mo Bao read it out. At that moment, she felt something different. The baking temperature in her body dropped rapidly and turned into a warm and warm force. It flowed slowly in her body. The sharp pain in her limbs and viscera disappeared and her whole body was comfortable. She even felt that her body and mind were washed away.Pain comes like a mountain, pain goes like a thread.

The surprise Mo Bao soon had a new discovery. She could feel the tripod in the sky. The feeling was very subtle. It was as if she could touch the huge tripod in the air of ten thousand meters by raising her hand.

"Wow, it's so comfortable. Well, well, the host is really great, the best. Little shell loves the host! "MEDA!"

Xiaoke's joyful and excited voice rang out, accompanied by the sound of flowing water.

Well, well, it seems that Mo Bao saw a small shell carrying its shell, swimming happily in the surging waves of spirit. His short and thick legs were splashing in the water, and he was full of enjoyment. His small body was also more and more crystal clear.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and the water with aura surged up and threw the shell out. The happy shell was so cold and out of balance that it opened its mouth and called out to the master: "master, master, help me, no good, go to support the sky Ding. Hold on, you must not let the Phoenix hatch successfully. Oh, buy a pimple and scare the liver of the small shell to death 。”

... Mo Bao, how can she support the cauldron?

Is Fenghuang going to hatch? Mo Bao looked up, as if she saw a huge egg standing high in the endless flame. The flame lines on it became clearer and clearer, and those lines seemed to be alive. When she saw it clearly, it was suddenly a rustle of flame rushing in the lines, and the aura and flame constantly fell into the huge egg.

With the absorption of more and more aura and flame, the egg began to shake, and there was a faint sound of Fengming coming out, with urgency and urgency.