Chapter 226: catastrophe

The flame tongue seems to be life-like, spreading wildly, forming waves of waves.
The broken trees quickly vanished, and there were people who had fallen to the ground before.
The ground trembled fiercely, collapsing and falling backwards, and the red-hot rocks rolled into the deep pits of the comet, and the range of the pits continued to expand.
Teng Bokong has a period of cultivation in the Mahayana period. Under the invisible oppression of Sanzhen Real Fire, there is still no magic repair in the Yuan Ying period.
Seeing another person surpassing himself from the rear, the creepy screams are as close as they are behind their own minds, and the remorse in the heart of the king is simply unable to appeal to the mouth.
The smoke is rolling, except for the black smoke, which is a flame. Some people can't distinguish the direction and run into an arc. Under this doom, the number of people can decide the fate of life and death. Their ending can be imagined.
Teng Bo did not have to recognize the road, he just followed the instinct to run wild.
The airflow became hot, the smoke was hot, and it fell on the skin of the clothes, instantly reddening, and everyone was lucky to protect themselves from the pain.
"what--"
The screams suddenly sounded, and Teng Bo stunned and raised his eyes.
The Yuan Ying, who was running faster than him, burned the whole body.
Because there was a sea of ​​fire on the ground, this unfortunate demonic did not dare to land, so as he flew forward and mourned, trying to spur the real yuan to force the flames away, and the golden fire was blocked by the real yuan. In the oil pan.
"Boom."
The body of the man was blown up and the flesh and blood were scattered.
Teng Bo hurriedly avoided, only to see the center of the fog, a small Yuan Ying desperately ducked, smashed out from the gap of the flame, and the golden fire wrapped around the wreckage of the body unexpectedly followed the leap, poor Chasing after.
At the same time, Chen He was also dangerous and dangerous to avoid the dead body.
Unlike Tengbo, although Chen He and Yan Yu stood by the pond before, they reacted at the fastest speed. No one could catch them in front of them. The screams started from the back.
The black smoke is full of four wildernesses, and the eyes are everywhere. The flames of the flying dragonfly are everywhere. The golden fireballs are hanging high, and they also emit a series of fires. They descend from the sky and fall on the ground that has been burned.
The monks who had been shackled, all turned into torches that burned into the body, and burst open.
"Sister brother..." Chen Wo wants to stop.
The stone in the fire is afraid, it curls up, trying to gather all the breath, and Chen Wozhen Yuan crouched in the meridian dantian, and the sorrow conveyed the fear to the owner. When Chen Wo escaped, he also scored his heart to appease it. Fortunately, there was also a release.
"Can't be caught up!"
Interpretation also feels that the real element is restless.
This is a danger.
This group of air fires is much stronger than they expected. The fire in the stone and the fire in the wood can not resist it, but will be swallowed up.
The fire in the wood has been merged with the real yuan, and the fire in the stone is also born with Chen He. If it is in Xiaoyang Mountain today, the two have a hint of the practice of practicing the air in the air, or have their own mind, now I was buried in the sea of ​​fire.
Chen He endured his heart and horrified. He smelled the scent of the long hair and the burning of the air. The air was hot.
Can not use the spiritual body, a monk defended by the magic weapon also stepped on the end of the body of the broken bones, the people completely desperate can only bury their heads rushing, but also tremble to evade the flame falling from the sky.
A group of gold fires on the ground that was burned to the black and red, resembled the golden lotus.
The fireball is inflated, ten times, a hundred times, dazzling, and the air fire that was born with the help of Heavenly Road, has the power to burn the light.
- This is also the strongest time.
Chen He secretly angered in his heart. No one liked that he had no power to parry. He was smashed into this. Chen He’s bones had resilience that he was unwilling to yield. The more he was helpless, the more he remembered.
The smoke is like a rolling wave, and it is expanding to the four sides.
Only the outermost edge is left, and some of the figures are struggling in the black smoke, and when they are hidden, they are so small and extraordinarily fierce. The golden fireball is condescending, scorning all beings.
Finally, the number of people flashing in the black smoke is getting less and less.
The smoke covered a full hundred miles, and there was no life under it.
- The monk is the only one who can struggle to escape. The mortal and the mountain spirits, like those who are shocked by the power of the heavens in the valley, are instantly dead.
"Cough."
The thin edge of the black smoke jumped out of the figure.
When Chen Hefang stopped, the internal interest of the person was stunned and he could not stop coughing.
Interpretation is only ugly, but Chen He pretends to be an ordinary person, dressed in clothes that Qu Hong has given him, and has not changed since the small town, the fabric has been baked and turned into a piece of black, silky, simply To the point where the clothes are not covered.
Both of them have some yellow hair, and Chen Wo is even worse. Even the skin is covered with abnormal light red.
"Damn, cough..." Chen Wo annoyed and wiped his face black and gray.
Then I found such a rub, and the remaining sleeves became gray.
Chen He couldn't take care of this, and he took a robes from the storage bag and put them on his feet. The feet were covered with black ash from thick smoke and covered with a thick layer.
"This fire opened the wisdom?" Chen He tried to distinguish, found that the golden fireball slowly sinking into the thick smoke, has been indistinct.
The release was a bit stunned: "There should be no."
If there is, then there will be so many fires, just chasing them, and killing other monks will have no benefit to the fire in the air.
Nowadays, there is no other three real fires, and the golden fireballs gather the power and hide in the black smoke.
At this moment, it seems that in addition to them, no one else -
"Snapped."
A person is rolling out in the black smoke.
If Chen He is called a wolverine, this even the individual is gone, the hair is like being smashed, the length is different, the east is lacking in the west, and despite the wolverine, no one will laugh at him because he can’t tell. Looks, black and red, scary than the overturned dye tank.
Black is gray, red is the skin, and some burning places are still taking a strange gray gas.
If it wasn't for the real sense of God, Chen He wouldn't dare to recognize the person in front of him as Teng Bo.
"Hey?"
"..."
Teng Bo was completely unrecognizable. A pair of dark eyes turned to look at Chen Wo. He asked: "I am still alive?"
"...If you haven't been a corpse, you are still alive." Chen He thought that he had not reminded Teng Bo before, and could not help but feel lucky for him.
This is a disaster, a sudden catastrophe, and the realm of cultivation has reached the point where half of the dead are dangerous.
Heaven is doing this too far, and Heaven is just a rigid order rule. It is reasonable to say that it is impossible to kill them and help the fire in the air.
Chen Hezhen thought deeply, he felt like he had forgotten something.
Teng Bo’s mouth was also black smoke when he spoke, and his mind was full of life and death, just because if he didn’t die long ago, it’s not a living person, and this kind of guilt is strongly tossed. How can you stay calm and continue to avoid the fire and escape?
Living or dying, it was the clearest thing in the world, but just in the thick smoke, suddenly it became unclear...
"Only you?" Teng Bo was so hard to get back to God and look around.
Interpretation of silence.
Chen He hesitated and said: "We are the fastest to escape. I only see one of you now..."
"That's it, all of us have died." Teng Bo muttered, and wiped his face indiscriminately. The original look of the wolf was more obvious. "The monks in the Yuan Ying period ran faster than me. Is there a way to stay behind?"
The king of the king especially wanted to ask them to do what they did, and they provoked the heavens to intervene, and finally they resisted.
"not good!"
When the look of the interpretation changed, the light would go.
"Brothers?" Chen He’s doubts just started, suddenly realized.
The comet that was called by the air fire was shaken, and the area was shaken for thousands of miles. The darts in the small town could not even collapse the house. Although Qu Hong definitely has the power of self-protection, but --
Don't take a look at it.
"This place can't be left for a long time, and the king will leave quickly." Chen Wo dropped this sentence and immediately went to chase.
"and many more!"
Teng Bo got up and couldn't finish it. The North Xuan faction couldn't see the brothers and sisters.
"..."
Teng Bo had to swallow his words back into his stomach.
- At least tell him what the golden fireball is, why is it so powerful!
Fortunately, his reason and his brain were not burned. Teng Bo quickly frowned. He was suspicious and said to himself: "Is it a fire in the air?" It is said that it is a real fire, but there is almost no chance of seeing the fire in the world.
There are no records of the classics.
It turns out that when the air fire came out, it was the disaster.
No one can get it, no one can get close.
It was the day, the shards of shards, the ten counties that appeared in the ground, swept a small half of Kyushu, no matter the realm of the realm or the mortal, they were amazed.

When Chen Wo felt that the small town had been turned into a ruin.
Don't say a good house, even a wall that is still erected can't be found. The ground cracks a huge mouth, criss-crossing, and some have been filled with bricks and stones.
There are rubble everywhere, floating dust in the air, fluttering like an invisible ghost.
There is no cry for help, and no cry can be heard.
Chen Hemu stood, and for the first time he felt that the North Xuan School was so terrible - it was transformed into the world, and he could detect the change of people's breath, and the faint vitality on the grass, but At the moment, in front of his eyes, there was a pile of rubble on the left and nothing under the on the right side.
All are dead...
Chen He all the way from the gate of the city into the alley that once covered the eucalyptus.
When I left last night. The worms fluttered in the grass, and the people in the water wells cut the watermelons, the moss grew along the low walls, and the children on the bluestone ran through one playful child.
Chen Wo is in the ruins and accurately retrieved this road.
A road that he only walked through the days, but would not forget.
Once a person dies, those fresh faces are gone. The monks have no knowledge. The mortals have no breath. Chen He can't recognize the white arm that can be seen under the masonry. Who belongs to it.
It’s the one who called the smashed smashed Li Wei, or the child who smashed the eyes in the rushing stone...
Chen Wo did not dare to go forward, he began to find relief.
The only vivid atmosphere is particularly conspicuous in this small town with only death.
"Brother."
Chen Wo rushed to the gate of Xicheng City and entered the scene. The stiff heart suddenly jumped.
Qu Hong is still alive.
Qu's cigarette rod disappeared, covered in dust, draped, barefoot in the rubble, picking up stones to save a person.
The man’s half body was and fuzzy, and he opened his eyes and looked at Qu Hong with difficulty. He didn’t say anything in one sentence, and he swallowed.
Chen He knows him, that is, he took a poor spring/court to boast.
Qu Hongjun then stepped back and explained that he was standing beside him.
Because there is a big place, there are no more people to save.
Chen Wo subconsciously reached out and held the bow.
- Heaven!
The author has something to say:
Spoiled
Heaven is not the ultimate boss
Please meditate that "Tiandao is a computer system." There is no good and evil, no brains. At best, it is willing to accept this knife as a knife and a knife to kill people. Or a door that opens the door to the door
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