"You killed the eleven cultivators in the outer hall, right? They were killed by you because of treasure hunting?"

"I overestimated myself. I broke in without authorization even though I knew it was my master's private property. Because of my ignorance and incompetence, I was killed by the landlord. What resentment can be said? Five or six dust-eating insects in the outer hall were killed, and that watchdog could also be used. I killed more than those, and those who left my bones were trained to the leakless golden body, and the ordinary golden body was refined by the heavenly fire."

Ren Pingchao clapped his hands, and half of the day on the red door cremated into a big python and swam down. The dragon's tail circled us both, and the dragon head was close to the side of Ren Pingchao. He admired the fire dragon with a glass of wine. The dragon's dragon's magical dragon sucked it all like a living thing, and then stared at us with elegant and cold golden eyes.

I was secretly shocked. I was still trying to shape the thunder curse into a living creature like a five-step murderer. The man in front of me clapped his hands and easily shaped the sky fire into a spiritual dragon!

Compared with his spell level, I am still a year old baby who babbles.

Ren Pingchao clapped his hands again, and the dragon's tail surrounding us turned into a circle of fire. Our faces were shaking, twisting, and swaying in the sky fire.

"This small hall is a furnace and cauldron, and the fire dragon is the refined fire."

He clapped his hands again, and hundreds of flames in the fire circle rushed up like hands, hugging and closing, completely covering both of us in a fire cover.

"That's how those cultivators dissolved."

Ren Pingchao said indifferently.

I almost thought this was the last sentence I heard in my life.

The fire cover suddenly disappeared. I sweated like rain, and every drop of water was as hot as a hot spring. This was my internal strength that dissipated the boiling heat in my body like a boiling boiling in my body.

"Hahaha, I just made a joke for you guys."

Ren Ping Chaodao, "If you think it's fun, we can do it again."

The fire circle still imprisons us. We can't fly, let alone we don't have any magic to fly or escape.

"Are there any towels or something? I was so hot that I was so hot just now that I was shrouded in the fire."

I reached out to him and took a dry towel from Ren Pingchao that I didn't know whether it was a transformation or a transport, and wiped it with sweat.

Is he playing with our heartbeat? As long as the sky fire was divided into a little bit on our body, we will surely turn all the bones and heat into juice.

"I'm also asking for a towel."

Murong Zhi finally recovered and felt relieved when she heard her calm tone as usual. Her sweat was as big as beans and her clothes were soaked. She wiped her face with a scent of incense towel.

"I don't hide it. We are here because we are determined to win Mr. Ren's cave. Because in our original expectations, you should die or not. As it is, I accept my fate. You said that one of us can survive, so what I want to ask is: Why can one of us live? Instead of all of us die? I can't figure out what the difference between us and other cultivators can get a pardon place that you are so magnanimous."

She spoke with sarcasm.

I'm quite curious, too.

How are we different from other cultivators?

"The bad people are all similar, and the excellent people are all different. If you want to tell me about your differences, I can't list them completely: I'm obviously exploring the treasure, but I kissed my mouth in the corridor. This is the first time I have seen it in five hundred years..."
Chapter completed!