Sun Hao stretched his waist and opened his eyes.
But I saw Huang Rumeng looking at him with a smile, "My son, get up, the sun is basking!"
"Rumeng, with you by my side, I found myself getting lazy!" Sun Hao said.
"My son, you can really speak!" Huang Rumeng smiled, "Get up first and wash!"
"it is good!"
Sun Hao quickly got up.
After washing and eating, the two came to the pavilion.
"It's been six days, why didn't anyone come?"
Sun Hao frowned slightly, revealing a thoughtful look.
Even if it is Mo Haoshi, he hasn't appeared again these days, so I don't know where he went.
"Why is girl Yiling not here anymore? Is it because I am often vegetarian and tired of eating?"
"It must be like this! If so, then you should prepare a little bit of meaty!"
"Anyway, it's okay now, then I will take Rumeng to Ghost Longtan fishing!"
Thinking of this, Sun Hao's eyes bloomed with a strange glow.
Finally I can find something interesting to do.
"Rumeng, how about going fishing today?" Sun Hao said.
"Okay, son!" Huang Rumeng nodded.
"Rumeng, I don't think you can't say anything!" Sun Hao said.
"My son, don't be kidding me! I'm very happy that Ru Meng can be with my son, and I am willing to do anything!" Huang Ru Meng said.
Hearing this, Sun Hao nodded secretly.
With such a wife to accompany you, how can your husband please?
"That's OK, let's go!" Sun Hao said.
After Huang Rumeng finished speaking, he directly summoned Zidian.
The two walked into the flying boat and came to the control room.
"Master, where are we going?" Huang Rumeng asked.
"Ghost Dragon Pond!" Sun Hao said.
"it is good!"
Huang Rumeng nodded, driving the flying boat.
The flying boat shook layers of ripples, turning into a stream of light in the sky.
Over the city of Xifu.
The light is like rain, and the boat is like a shuttle.
In the city, there is a constant stream of pedestrians.
Shouting, shouting, discussion, bragging...
The sounds are intertwined, like porridge boiling in the same pot, noisy.
Looking at it, everything is normal.
This day is early.
Suddenly, there was a shock.
A layer of transparent air wave, in the blink of an eye, enveloped the entire Xifu Xiancheng.
A layer of flame, like igniting hot oil, ignited rapidly following this transparent air wave.
From a distance, it looked like a huge fireball rising from the ground.
The flame cage took shape in an instant, covering Xifu Xiancheng.
Everyone in Xifu Xiancheng watched this scene blankly, their expressions changing.
"This...what happened to this?"
"What's the matter, what is this going to do?"
There was a tremor in the voice.
"This is the Dragon Flame prison of the Dragon Race!"
Among the immortal cultivators, there is no shortage of people with outstanding knowledge, and they shouted so on the spot.
This sound evoked the waves like a stone.
"What, the dragon is here? Is this me killing me to death?"
"It's over, it's over, the Dragon Race is cruel, and will never let anyone go this time!"
"It looks like the dragon is here to slaughter the city! What can I do?"
"Damn the dragons, they thought they would feed on our compatriots since ancient times, and have lost their conscience. Now, they are coming to slaughter the city again, **** it!"
"I hate, I hate it! I hate that I am not strong enough! Otherwise, I must destroy them!"
The blasting kept on and couldn't stop.
Soon, Xianfu Xicheng was in chaos.
"I don't want to die, I want to leave here!"
Many cultivators rose into the sky, offering various magic weapons, and blasting towards the dragon flame cage.
These magic weapons melted into molten iron before they got close to the flames and dripped down.
Seeing their magic weapon melted, these cultivators were shocked.
Quickly use the birth law to escape.
It's just that, where is too late.
A drop of molten iron pierced a cultivator directly, igniting his entire body.
As soon as the screams sounded, they stopped abruptly.
A few seconds later, the bodies of these cultivators burned into flying ash and disappeared.
The falling molten iron, with the power to destroy everything, falls like raindrops.
On the ground, huge holes were burned.
When the cultivators saw this scene, their scalps exploded and they ran around.
They looked at the sky as molten iron fell and kept dodge.
However, there are always some lucky ones who come into close contact with molten iron.
The screams kept ringing.
The body of the cultivator, as crisp as thin paper, kept falling.
In the blink of an eye, nearly a thousand repairers died.
However, this amount is simply negligible for the two million immortal city.
The early bird is dead, and other people dare not move at all and can only seek other laws.
Hide in the attic, hide in the secret room...
Under the siege of the dragon flame cage.
The surrounding temperature rises higher and higher.
"It's so hot, I can't stand it, give me water!"
"Uncomfortable, so uncomfortable, I'm going to become a roast chicken!"
"Who will save us!"
Ordinary mortals, at this moment, are already extremely unbearable.
Even if you hide in the attic, that's the same.
The entire Xiancheng is like a giant oven.
The wood of the house seemed to have been unable to withstand the high temperature, billowing black smoke.
In the blink of an eye, the entire Xifu Xiancheng was enveloped in billowing black smoke.
The cough sounded constantly.
As the temperature increased, a raging fire enveloped the entire city.
The whole thing looked like a flame hell, terrifying.
The screams kept ringing.
Even the cultivator, not everyone can withstand this kind of temperature.
"Supreme God, please save us!"
"The gods have an ass, it's better to ask gods and treacherous people!"
"Yes, just ask God and cunning man!"
After this sound.
"Supreme God and treacherous person, you are merciful and compassionate, save the suffering, please save us!"
"God and cunning man, I am your most devout believer, please show your spirit!"
"My most beloved **** and treacherous person, you can do everything and know that I am waiting for this disaster! If you can, please help us!"
Such a voice kept ringing.
There are more and more people kneeling.
Whether it's a mortal or a cultivator, they all call out the names of gods and treacherous people.
Looking at it at first glance, it is densely packed with people.
His pious appearance is beyond words.
Patriarch Fan Luo stood looking at the sky, with cold sweat on his face.
A ball of flames descended from the sky and landed on the family formation with a loud noise.
The whole family was buzzing.
All the children of the family collapsed to the ground, their livers and gallbladders torn apart.
"Is this heaven going to perish my Brahman family?!"
Van Luo murmured, his face full of bitterness.
Just when all the children were called back, such a big event happened.
When the dragon comes, there must be no bones left.
Fan Luo let out an unwilling roar!
"There must be hope!"
"By the way, can't the gods and cunning people do everything?"
"He will send someone to save us!"
Thinking about this, Fanluo roared: "Listen, everyone, and pray to the gods and treacherous people with me!"
This sound shook people's ears and immediately awakened them.
One by one, bowed down and began to pray.
Such scenes were staged everywhere in Xifu Xiancheng.
When everyone is in despair.
A sense of icy cold, centered on the Wangxing Tower, oscillated around.
This icy cold directly extinguishes the flame and drives away heat waves.
The entire Xifu Xiancheng quickly cooled down.
In the chill, with wisps of life, repairing the wounds on everyone.
A group of cultivators stood there blankly, their faces full of unbelief.
Looking up, the pupils could not help but shrink.
That kind of shock.
That kind of piety.
That kind of touch.
Write on everyone's face.
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