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One hundred and sixtieth day scorching sun

Three helpers came to help, which was naturally a good thing for Yun Xiang, who was tired of dealing with the endless magic weapons in front of him. He hurriedly said: "You are here just right. This is the territory of Lutang of Sanxing Island. They did not hesitate to urge countless magic weapons to destroy themselves, but they also wanted to take my life, but they didn't know if you have a way to deal with it?"

"The magic weapon self-destructed?" Di Ting and Mi Feng's faces changed, and they all looked shocked. They naturally knew the power of the magic weapon self-destructed. There were so many magic weapons in this cave. If they all destroyed themselves, they might not be able to resist them all with the power of the ancestor saint.

Seeing that there were three more opponents, Lu Xing didn't look panicked on his face, but instead laughed: "Yun Xiang, I didn't expect you to have accomplices, but I just happened to catch them all in one go."

While speaking, a group of Lutang masters activated thousands of magic weapons again and shot towards the four people. The four people knew that these magic weapons were actually the same as bombs, so they hurriedly used magic weapons to resist them. Fortunately, Di Ting and Mi Feng were proficient in sound magic and joined forces to block the self-destruction of those magic weapons several feet away, and they took on this wave of attack. But even so, the impact force still caused everyone to suffer a little. If they did a few more times, they would probably not be able to resist it.

Could it be that there is only one way to use the dream space?

Yun Xiang was hesitating, but heard the Red Boy suddenly send a message: "Three uncles, the child has a way to deal with their magic weapon array. Can you give this to the child to try this time?"

"You? Don't mess around!" The three of them were stunned, with disapproving expressions on their faces. You know, even the three masters in the late stage of the Supreme Saint were not sure of taking over. What kind of methods did Red Boy, who had just broken through the Supreme Saint realm, have the ability to defend against the enemy?

Seeing that the three of them obviously did not trust him, Red Boy suddenly turned red with a small face and hurriedly said, "Three uncles, the child is not making a fool of himself, there is really a way, but this method requires you to cooperate with the child to succeed."

Yun Xiang then said, "What are you doing? Let's listen."

While telling her own way, Red Boy stared at the disciple Lu Tang in front of him, but his face was full of viciousness.

Lu Xing would not leave any rest for Yun Xiang and the others. After adjusting their breathing, he called on the disciples to activate thousands of magic weapons again and launched another wave of offensives.

But this time, Yun Xiang, Di Ting, and Mi Feng flashed in front of them, and the three of them were slightly injured, but they took on this attack, only protecting Hong Chi'er behind them. After the impact was dissipated, the three of them suddenly flashed and retreated to the side, revealing a golden light.

The Red Boy, who was originally hiding behind them, was holding a lotus lamp in his hand, and the golden flames were burning all over his body, like a small scorching sun. He said sternly: "You East Heaven lackeys, please see clearly. Today, I, Red Boy, will use the secret technique passed down by the master to let you see the power of my Fire God lineage."

As soon as he finished speaking, the small scorching sun shot out and spread rapidly, while his target was piled up in mountains.

The True Yang Heart Art handed down by the Fire God Zhu Rong finally reappeared in the world again. The nearly endless sun true fire cannot be resisted by ordinary magic weapons. Wherever they pass, countless magic weapons have turned into seas of fire, either turned into metal juice and fell to the ground, or simply turned into ashes, and none of them can be spared.

"No, this is the true fire of the sun, everyone should take action!" Lu Xing realized something was wrong and quickly called on the disciples to deal with it. Unfortunately, it was not easy to activate the magic weapon to destroy itself. In such a short time, the disciples could not immediately launch a second wave of self-destructive attacks, so they had to barely drive thousands of magic weapons to block the scorching sun.

At this time, the scorching sun had expanded into a large fireball several feet in a radius, and its power was several times stronger. With a loud bang, the thousands of magic weapons had been swallowed by the scorching sun. No liquid was flowing out, and there was no movement. However, the scorching sun had just slowed down and rushed towards them again.

The disciple of Lu Tang changed his color in shock. Although he knew it might not be effective, he had to activate the magic weapon one after another, forming one barrier after another, trying to block the impact of the scorching sun.

At this moment, we can see the flaws of these Lutang masters. Although they are good at refining weapons and driving magic weapons, they have no ability to exert the true power of these magic weapons. What they can do at this time is to treat these magic weapons as abandoned children, and their function is only to block the enemy for a moment.

Boom, boom, boom, batch after batch of magic weapons turned into fuel in the flames. Even some Lutang masters who were close to each other were also swept into the scorching sun and let out a short and desolate scream. However, under this fierce resistance, the speed of the scorching sun's impact inevitably became slower and slower. Finally, when only tens of thousands of magic weapons were left in the cave and only five or six disciples of Lutang were left, the scorching sun finally fell with a loud bang and turned back to the red boy holding the treasure lotus lantern.

The use of such a powerful spell is obviously a burden for the doll who is only in the early stage of the saint. At this time, the red boy's face was pale, his whole body was trembling, but his face was full of joy, and he laughed and said, "Dongtian lackey, do you see clearly? What I am using is the special ability of my Fire God lineage. My master is the Great Saint of Fire Cloud Wu Jiuxiao. If he comes in person today, he will definitely burn all of you lackeys to ashes. He..." Speaking of this, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and he fainted.

Lu Xing was full of hatred at this time and shouted angrily: "Little baby, how dare I destroy most of my Lu Tang's savings. I will never forgive you today." As he spoke, his figure flashed, and he waved the gold ingots in his hand and smashed it at Red Boy. The remaining disciples were naturally not willing to let it go. He quickly waved his magic weapon and followed, swearing to chop the baby into meat sauce.

Unfortunately, the golden ingot had not yet fallen on Red Boy's head, but a figure appeared out of thin air. He reached out to hold the falling ingot, and the tip of his nose almost hit Lu Xing's nose. It was Yun Xiang who came with space magic and said sternly: "Old guy, if you dare to hurt my nephew's hair, I will swallow you alive."

Lu Xing was frightened by his momentum, and he became cold. He quickly took two steps back and wanted to regain the gold ingot, but he tried his best, but he could not pull away the opponent's iron-plied claws, so he had to stand on the spot.

At the same time, the only remaining Lu Tang masters also stopped. It was not that they were timid, but that Di Ting had already used sound spells, which shocked their souls on the spot.

Sneer, a long tongue shot out, piercing Lu Xing's figure, but curling his slowly moving shadow. At the same time, his original body also turned into a pile of broken leather and scattered on the ground.

Shadow puppet technique can no longer save his life.

The black shadow struggled to turn into Lu Xing's body under the scroll of the long tongue, but his face was full of panic and said, "Yun Xiang, what do you... do you want?"

A grim smile flashed across Yun Xiang's face, and he grabbed Lu Xing's throat with one claw, and said quietly: "Brother Mi, thank you for your hard work here, please call him up and eat something. Children's family is just when they grow up, so they should make up for it."
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