Chapter 458

Name:The Path Toward Heaven Author:Mao Ni
The above is Jian, and the below is sword. The seal around is not particularly tight, but those terrible flames are difficult to probe into the head so accurately. The only problem is that the thermal conductivity of the metal is too good. It didn't take long for Tong Yan to feel the hot feeling under his feet. He naturally thought of the ants on the hot pot. Without hesitation, he stepped into the air and crossed himself in the air with the Zhongzhou style heaven and earth escape method. Jing Jiu knows that it is only temporary relief now. He can't last long in the Yanggang fire of the burning sun flag, not to mention other swords and people. If this continues, the cosmofront may melt at any time. Of course, Tong Yan will be burned first before that. He had thought of this for a long time. Without hesitation, he summoned the cold cicada and put it on his head. At the same time, he grabbed it with his right hand across the air. There was a big pit on the ground, and he took away a lot of burning soil elsewhere. From top to bottom, a cold chill like a cloak enveloped his whole body. The excess chill fell on the cosmic front, and then dispersed, reducing the temperature here. Looking at the snow-white beetle, Tong Yan was a little surprised. He thought what kind of treasure it was. It could resist the heat brought by the burning sun flag a little? The cold cicada was lying on the top of Jing Jiu, a little uneasy. It used to lie on the top of Liu ADA's head. Liu ADA lies on the top of Jing Jiu. After all, it is separated by one floor. Now it is directly on the top of the master's head. It's really not respectful enough, and what does the master want to do? Do you want me to put out these terrible flames outside? But I'm just the lowest level snow beetle in the snow country. Where can I have this ability? When he was thinking about these things, Qing'er's voice suddenly came out of qingtianjian, who was under the attack of countless Liuhuo: "no! No! " Tong Yan looked at well 91 and thought, didn't you say that qingtianjian was more resistant to fever? It's only been a long time. I can't hold it anymore? Jing Jiu was also puzzled. He thought that according to his own deduction, the burning resistance of qingtianjian should still be above the cosmofront. Now the cosmofront has just begun to turn red and hasn't melted. Why can't qingtianjian first? Qing'er waved his transparent wings and flew out of qingtianjian. Looking at the cold cicada on Jingjiu's head, his eyes suddenly became bright. He rushed over like a bee who saw flowers. He sat on Jingjiu's shoulder and hugged his head. By the way, he also held the cold cicada in his arms. He finally felt cooler and said to Jingjiu's ears, "if you don't think of another way, everyone will die." It means that more than one person is dying. In the dreamland of qingtianjian, the sky has turned dark red. In a mountain village in the south of the old state of Chu, young master Zhang with white hair was eating. The muggy weather kept him sweating. The little rice porridge cooled by the well water could not arouse any appetite. He looked at the sky, which was still bright and emitting infinite heat, angrily broke the bowl and shouted, "I'm a ghost! What's the matter with this world? " This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation