Nine Cents Refining

In the special environment, Sun Hao could not be cultivated. However, after the small flame completed the eighth turn and changed to black inflammation, this situation began to change.

The black fire and small flames rushed into the flames, and found that not only can they be active in it, but also the pure aura of fire can be absorbed in it.

This fire aura is extremely rich, extremely pure, and greatly helped Sun Haoxiu.

If it is not the case here, it is really special, it is really strange, here is really a treasure of cultivation.

As the flames of the flames flow, Sun Hao's three attributes are slowly progressing, and the speed of progress is even far beyond the self-cultivation of the outside world.

After the small flames can rush into the flames, the range of activities of the small fires will expand. A black inflammation, a fire rat, often chasing and playing around with Sun Hao, but let Sun Hao be full of vitality.

Not seeing the flames of the sky, Sun Hao has no concept of time, and I don’t know how long it has been. I have deep uneasiness in my heart. What will happen to Master Ziyan? Will you be too late to return to Zongmen to save Master?

All the elixir have found themselves, and they have found a good one, but they are also trapped in this strange and inexhaustible flame. If they can't go back in time, the purple smoke master will not be jealous.

However, things are here, and in this environment, Sun Hao has no way to think about it.

The flames seem to have no end, and they are still rolling forward.

Sun Hao already has a guess. This is not a flame. It is a round-trip existence. Like a circle, it is in this circle. It keeps spinning. If this is the case, it will never be afraid. There will be no end.

Although there is speculation, there is no way to deal with it, only to follow the fire.

Time is afraid that it has been a year, two years...

The anxiousness of Sun Hao’s heart turned helplessly into a cold.

Purple smoke master. I am afraid that it has been greatly wrong.

......

Time is afraid that it has already passed for ten years. In the heart of Sun Hao, he has regained his calmness and his eyes. There has also been a sense of vicissitudes of suffering.

Although I don't know the specific changes in time, the consumption of the Gu Gudan tells Sun Hao that time has passed for a long time.

The small flames have been black and dark, and the silver warfare has begun to be tempered in the flames, among the silver. The silk gold wire is already looming. Once the chance coincides, the gold wire is generated, and Sun Hao’s proud and sacred body will step into the next stage.

The three-element true element has been polished and reached the peak of Jindan's early stage. As long as it is a chance, it will not be difficult to advance to the middle of Jindan.

At the moment when Sun Hao was promoted to the peak of Jindan's early days, he suddenly felt on his wrist, slightly lighter, as if a layer of faint shackles had been broken. And in the knowledge of God, there was also a faint sense of relaxation.

Sun Hao did not carefully feel what these two changes would be, but within the five elements of the magical sect, in the dreamy room, the white demon night slammed open his eyes, revealing incredulous eyes, then, stand up and step out I have my own cave.

Sun Hao is completely ignorant of this. At this time, his heart has deep helplessness, and there is a slight sadness in his eyes.

The monk's life is sometimes so helpless.

Sun Hao is eager to get out of trouble. I really want to go back and save the cloud purple smoke, but I am trapped in this flameless flame. I can't see the way out. I can only insist on it silently.

In the void, the big mouse yawned. Open your eyes.

The gods swept a little, and the big mouse began to pick it up again: "Mom, how long has it been in the past? By, for ten years, this kid is still alive and kicking..."

Observing the basic situation of Sun Hao and Xiao Huo for a while, the big mouse stood up and walked a few steps in the void, and said to himself: "The little things have just been reborn, but it is better to accept the inheritance sooner rather than later. It seems that it is impossible to starve to this kid..."

Between the words, the big mouse jumped and disappeared into the void.

In the flames, Sun Hao is closing his eyes and carrying the proud god, using the rolling flames outside to temper the body. Suddenly, I felt the vibration of the surrounding air, as if there were some special changes.

It is a good thing to change, and Sun Hao has a look at the front of the flames.

In front, a skinny bone man got into the flame, and then the flames swayed.

Looking at the gods again, the old head of the mysterious big mouse appeared in the flame in front.

With the appearance of the old man, the flame of the rushing seemed to stop suddenly. Without a little movement, Sun Hao was very uncomfortable. From the rapid movement, he suddenly stood still in the air.

Seeing the old man appear, the small fire jumped and fell on the shoulder of Sun Hao, screaming at the old man and snarling.

"Little boy", the old skull hand pointed to Sun Hao, and asked sharply: "You want to understand no, take the initiative to surrender this little mouse that offends me, I can look at the face of not drunk, let you not die ""

"Impossible", Sun Hao smiled lightly, his hand gently stroked the small head of the small fire, and said in his mouth: "If you let the seniors come over, what means I will follow."

This old thing made Sun Hao miss the time to rescue Master Ziyan. Sun Hao now called him a predecessor, or he kept it well. If there is not too much power gap, he will do it.

The old man smiled and smiled at Sun Hao. Then, looking at the small fire, he said to the small fire: "Small things, you offended my rat, you voluntarily accepted my punishment, let me let go of your master. Or let me personally let you both have no bones? You choose."

Looking at Zhang Zhang's old man, Sun Hao couldn't help but move. The old man looked fierce and seemed to be fierce. However, on him, Sun Hao did not feel the same murderousness as the last time, and the purpose of the old man was also Very embarrassing.

When I heard the old man, I looked at Sun Hao on a small fire. Suddenly, I felt that I might admit my mistake and rescue my master is also a good choice.

Thinking about it with a small head, the small fire stood on the shoulder of Sun Hao and screamed.

The opposite old man seems to understand the small fire, and his face has become much better. "Yes, sure, as long as you voluntarily accept my punishment, you can let go of this kid. If you forget it, you have an arm. No, little things, this ancestor is talking, you come over."

Looking at Sun Hao with a small fire, he jumped and jumped over to the old man.

Sun Hao stretched his hand and pressed the small fire on his shoulder with a slight smile on his face. Sun Hao said faintly: "Small fire, you think, you go so far, in exchange for my safety, really to me. Ok?"

The small fire heard a glimpse and looked at Sun Hao.

Sun Haowei smiled and said: "Small fire, how many years have you been together with me, my temperament, do you still don't know? If you go this way, you will become my soul in this life. Perhaps, my cultivation has never been inseparable. ”

The small fire slammed the little head and said that it was clear.

Sun Hao continued to smile and said to the small fire: "Today, a small fire, even if you and I fall together in this flame, do not give up."

Among the eyes of the small fire, there was a slight mist, and the small head continued to slam, and sat back on Sun Hao’s shoulder, rushing to the old man’s “吱吱”.

The old man was scratching his head and scratching his head. He said that he had moved this little thing. As a result, the kid was not afraid of death. He did not push the boat, but his mother’s, the treacherous boy would not see it.

"Predecessors, please enlighten me." Sun Hao stood in the flames and bowed his hand to the old man.

That's what I said, but Sun Hao didn't plan to do it. Instead, he looked at the old man with a smile.

Sun Hao can understand it. The fundamental purpose of the old man is not the other. It should be to let the small fire go. Sun Hao does not know what the old man wants to be a small fire. It is not a bad thing to analyze the action of the old man. Otherwise, he will not be so troublesome and will not speak so well.

Sun Hao clearly recalled that when he was at the bottom of the lake, before the small fire did not appear, the old man recruited deadly, and the shot was not merciless, even if he was not drunk, the face of the old man would not be given.

However, after the emergence of the small fire, the situation is a bit strange, the old man is still fierce, still fierce, but carefully recalled, but there is no actual killing action.

In other words, a small fire should attract the attention of old things, the answer is that this old thing hopes to leave a small fire.

Hearing Sun Hao to ask himself, the old man immediately blows his beard and blinks, and the bones are stretched out. Chong Sunhao grabs it: "Kid, you are looking for death."

Seeing the bones of the palms, Sun Hao smiled and stood still.

On the shoulder, the small fire screamed anxiously, one mouth, a fire spurted out, the rushing bones rushed over, the small body also bounced, and slammed into the bones.

Looking at the smiling face of Sun Hao, the old man sighed in his heart, his mother, this kid really saw it, mother, treacherous boy, actually dare to play with his ancestors...

The body of the small fire slammed forward and the bone palm was smashed.

The small fire body flicked back and landed on Sun Hao's shoulder. The face of the little fire was suspicious. She didn't think of it. The old skull on the opposite side was so easily smashed by her ~www. Mtlnovel.com~ The old man blinked his eyes and said fiercely: "Small things, you offended me, sin plus one, sin can not be forgiven."

The small fire can't help but fight a cold war, involuntarily, look at Sun Hao.

Sun Hao smiled and touched her little head, indicating that she was not safe.

At this time, Sun Hao’s face once again showed a faint smile: “Predecessors, if you really want to press people, I can only fight with the fire, but if the predecessors have a compromise, perhaps, Sun Hao can discuss with you one or two, but a little senior must know that I will not be separated from a small fire. Small fire, do you say it?"

Standing on the shoulders of Sun Hao, the small fire and the small head slammed incessantly, and exchanged in his mouth, as if to say: "Yes."

The old man blows his beard and blinks.

After a half-sound, the old man was discouraged, but he still pointed to the small fire: "Small things, you can be saved from death, and you can't escape the crime..." (~^~)

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