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Chapter 225: Huo Lin Qiu Rong, a person who is destined(1/2)

Monk Fu Yan and Yunian guessed outside, but Xu Xing was already in a new space.

In this space, there was a scorching breath everywhere. After Xu Xing's black iron ice silkworm coat touched these scorching breaths, it instantly made a slight "hissing" sound, and a faint white smoke rose.

Xu Xing felt that the temperature of the black iron ice silkworm jacket was rising rapidly, and immediately injected mana into it, fully activate the protective energy of this robes.

A faint black cool air lingered around Xu Xing's body, blocking the scorching air in the entire space outside.

But even so, the black cool air is constantly evaporating by the scorching space.

Even if Xu Xing continued to input the craft car into the black iron ice silkworm jacket, he still could not completely stop the scorching slow invasion.

So Xu Xing injected his magic power into the jade dragon ice rope wrapped around his waist.

After obtaining Xu Xing's magic power, the Jade Chi Ice Screw immediately became agile, like a white spirit snake, untied it from Xu Xing's waist and gently floated around Xu Xing's side.

The faint white cold air, coupled with the black cold air of the black iron ice silkworm coat, finally blocked the scorching breath in this space.

It was not until this time that Xu Xing calmed down and slowly looked at the surrounding environment.

This space is not too large, but it is not too small, about 1,000 square meters.

Such a huge space is many times larger than the area of ​​the stone platform he saw in the previous space.

It's no wonder when he first used the Miaoshou Kongkong Art. He looked so close, but he couldn't touch what he wanted to grab.

Because he seemed very close to him, but that was just some illusions arise when standing in another space and looking at some projections in this space.

In the entire space, the scorching aura was filled with a faint red color.

And the source of this red color is the bright red and crystal-clear bone claw at the center of the space.

Xu Xing could clearly see that the bone claws were constantly emitting a hot breath.

There is also a stone platform in this space, which looks almost exactly the same as the stone platform in the previous space.

The bone claw, and six different instruments, floated on the stone platform.

Moving his steps, he walked slowly closer to the stone platform.

As he kept getting closer, the scorching aura in the air became stronger.

This scorching breath felt a little familiar from the time Xu Xing first sensed it.

This familiarity is the same as the familiarity brought to him by the red hair that Fu Yan took out.

And the drop of red liquid dripping when Fu Yan opened the space before, also gave Xu Xing a familiar feeling.

When he saw the red hair, Xu Xing hadn't remembered yet where the familiar feeling came from, but when he saw the drop of red liquid dripping from Fu Yan, he immediately understood.

That's the blood of Fire Lin!

It is the same as the scorching blood he once obtained in the smelting world!

However, the fire-in blood taken out by Fu Yan seemed to have been diluted, and the powerful aura emitted was far less powerful than the ones Xu Xing got.

The scorching breath in this space is exactly the same as the burning feeling brought by the blood of Fire Lin.

Before coming to the stone platform, Xu Xing could see clearly that an ordinary stone tablet floated above the bright red bone claw on the stone platform.

The stone tablet looked a little small, about the size of a slap.

The whole of the stone tablet is just made of ordinary rough limestone stone, with a word engraved on it: Ding.

Judging from the word, it seems that someone wrote it on his fingers casually.

Because the word "心" doesn't look so regular and slightly crooked.

The person who wrote this character should have a very average calligraphy level.

Xu Xing could see clearly the six musical instruments floating around. Only one round drum was real, and the other five were just phantoms.

But even if it is just a phantom, the power generated by the aura emitted by the round drum is not weak at all.

Xu Xing came to the side of the round drum, reached out his hand, and tried to touch it.

Suddenly, the round drum shook slightly, and the sound of the drum shook the slowly moving eardrums.

Xu Xing even felt that his internal organs were shocked by the sound of drums.

Xu Xing took two steps back, circulated his magic power, calmed down the disordered qi in his body. He looked at the drum in surprise and said in thought: "It is worthy of being a magic weapon level thing. It is just a spontaneous defense of stress, so it has such power!"

After observing for a while, Xu Xing decided not to move the drum for the time being. He turned around and walked towards the phantom of a bell next to him.

The clock is about the size of a watermelon, round and smooth, and has no patterns.

And at the top of the clock, there is a clock nose.

Slowly move the magic power to protect yourself, and slowly extend your hand to the bell's nose.

When Xu Xing's hand was about to touch the phantom of the bell, the bell rang and suddenly rang.

"when--"

The bell is clear and distant, shocking the mind and for a long time.

After hearing the bell, Xu Xing was stunned for a long time before he woke up.

This surprised Xu Xing. If someone uses such magic weapons when he is facing an enemy, two breaths will be enough to allow the opponent to use hundreds of attack methods.

And this is just the phantom of this clock, not the entity!

Xu Xing thought for a while and took out a bell. Under his control, the bell rang "ding ding dangdang".

The sound of the bell is continuous and irregular. When it sounds, it will make people feel inexplicably irritable. If you listen for a long time, you will even feel a headache.

Of course, this negative impact does not exist for Xu Xing, the caster himself.

This bell was obtained from the Tianwei Tower when Xu Xing first plundered the Tianwei Tower.

Including the rope he used to tie Shang Yunian to his previous ties, it was also obtained from the Tianqi Tower.

These two pieces are both top-quality magic tools.

With the continuous sound of the bell, Xu Xing once again reached out to the phantom of the bell.

Unexpectedly, the bell rang again.

But this time, due to the interference of the ringtone, the ringtone cancelled out in pairs, and the ringtone did not produce the desired effect on Xu Xing again.

After all, it is just a phantom of a magic weapon. Although it can still gain the upper hand when facing the interference of a top-quality magic weapon, its due power has been greatly reduced.

Xu Xing reached over the nose of the clock and gently grabbed it, as if he wanted to lift the phantom of the clock as a real clock.

Just as I lifted it up, the phantom of the clock trembled slightly, collapsed instantly, and disappeared.

At the same time, the phantoms of the remaining four musical instruments, flute, flute, piano and ser, seemed to be affected by some chain of influence, and disappeared one by one.

In the blink of an eye, only the round and drum body was left, floating there.

And the monk Yu Nian, who was in another space, also saw that five musical instruments disappeared on the stone platform in an instant.

This made the two of them happy and sad.

What was happy was that Xu Xing could really enter another space and collect the magic weapons inside; what was worried was that they were very worried about whether Xu Xing would hand over the magic weapons to them.

And they could not see Xu Xing on the stone platform in this space.

Xu Xing could not see the figure of the monk Fu Yan and Yu Nian. He didn't even know that his figure would not appear in another space.

Xu Xing looked around and was about to walk towards the round drum again, the entire space suddenly vibrated slightly.

In the vibrating space, a faint voice transmitted to Xu Xing's sea of ​​consciousness: "...Who are you?...Why should I save me?"

After hearing the transmission, Xu Xing suddenly turned his head and looked at the red bone claw: "Is it you talking to me? Who are you?"

Although Xu Xing had already vaguely known in his heart that this bone claw was probably one with the fire-indul blood he had obtained, he still wanted to confirm it.

After a moment, the voice transmission came again: "I am... Fire Qilin... Qiu Rong..."

Xu Xing asked again: "Why are you suppressed here because of someone?"

After asking this, the vibrations in the entire space became violent, and the red light on the bone claws also became lit.

The temperature of the scorching air in the surrounding air suddenly increased by more than half.

This forced Xu Xing to use his skills with all his strength, and he tried hard to resist without easily exposing the "Five Elements Dharma".

The voice transmission was a little furious: "I... was killed by a traitor!...I want to take revenge!...Damn humans!...Despicable humans!...Mankind deserves to die!"

"Oh—" Xu Xing was originally thinking about helping him get out of trouble, but after hearing this, he immediately gave up this idea.

No matter why this Fire Kirin was dismembered and suppressed here, Xu Xing would never be able to release it just because of its hatred for humanity.

The voice transmission still rang in the entire space: "You... why don't you unlock the seal for me quickly!"

Xu Xing spread his hands and said, "Sorry, I'm not going to help you get out of trouble! Besides, you hate humans so much. If I save you and you kill me in a blink of an eye, wouldn't I be stupid?"

"Dare you dare to reject Yu me?"

The entire space was vibrating even harder, and even the stone tablet above the bone claws shattered slightly as they vibrated.

This surprised Xu Xing.

And at this moment, the drum suddenly rang three times.
To be continued...
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