Tong Ming, dressed in white robes, came out one by one.

All of a sudden, these deacons run Zhenyuan respectively, and then connect with each other to form a mysterious array.

Luo Xiaoman narrowed his eyes and observed carefully. He noticed that the array was unidirectional, and the power needed to be consumed was huge. It is estimated that these deacons would be tired and paralyzed after transferring so many of them into the flame furnace.

When that happens, there's still room to send them back?

"Coming!"

At this time, a burst of white light shining, Luo Xiaoman can not help but close his eyes.

She felt her body trembled violently, and then a hot breath came to her face, making her feel as if she were in a furnace.

When she opened her eyes again, she was shocked by the scenery.

Around is a desert, charred rock, occasionally a few trees are also dead wood, everything seems to be the afterglow of the setting sun, showing a hot and manic.

Luo Xiaoman swept around and was relieved to see that everyone was there.

At this moment, someone has already started to explore.

"It's hot!" At this time, many people couldn't stand the high temperature here, and took out the heat-resistant equipment that had been prepared for a long time and put them on their bodies.

"Master Xiaoman, your magic weapon is very powerful." Yan Qi blinked his eyes and said with surprise: "it was still very hot just now. If you put this magic weapon on your neck, it will be cool and comfortable."

"Hey, of course." Luo Qingwen turned his mouth and said, "the product of green mark must be a fine product."

"Second brother, did you forget that this magic weapon was not made by you in essence?" Luo Xiaoman rolled his eyes and didn't have a good airway: "this is the magic weapon of grandfather. You just strengthened and improved it."

Luo Qingwen's face was red and scratched his head. "That's half of my credit."

Luo Qing Yi looked at him, make complaints about Tucao.

In addition to Chen Muyu, Yan Qi and Lin put on this magic weapon. Luo Qingyi, Luo Qingwen, Ji Wuyuan, Feng elder and Lin elder wear heat-resistant clothes. The effects are similar.

Just from the appearance, without Chen Mu language, they are fresh and more like Rangers in the desert.

As for Luo Xiaoman, he has frost fangs and frosty soft armor. He is not afraid of the high temperature here.

Moyuan also has soft armor of cold mountain, and is not afraid of the high temperature here.

Dabai is a divine beast, which can regulate body temperature by itself, and doesn't have to worry about it.

"Why, master of barbecue dance, why are you sweating?" Yan Qi turns around and looks at the barbecue dance with a puzzled face.

On the spot, there was no heat-resistant equipment, and the whole person was sweating. The sweat of bean size had wet the ends of his hair.

"By the way, you don't even wear this jewel."

"Hum Roast dance cold hum a, a face proud Jiao, "just a little high temperature, who can't bear?"

"Little dance, are you sure not?" Luo Xiaoman took out that Trinket magic weapon and shook it in front of him, joking: "it may be hotter later."

"No need." The barbecue dance bit his teeth and walked forward.

When he had just walked a few steps, a burning heat came to his face, and his body suddenly trembled. At this moment, he almost melted his own soul.

He turned his head, quietly walked to Luo Xiaoman, spread out his hand, "give me!"

"For what?" Luo Xiaoman tilted his head and pretended to be ignorant and looked at him.

"The magic weapon of heat resistance." Barbecue dance gnashing teeth way, this little guy, really want to make himself embarrassed?

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