But he never wants to have another experience of falling from a high altitude, "And in mid-air, it's not easy to borrow force!"

"You can say whatever you want!" Ye Chun roared, and his body fell down as soon as he loosened his grip.

"Owner!"

"Brother!"

The two naughty children screamed at the same time. Didn't they expect Ye Chun to commit suicide?

Dawn yelled at Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, you bastard, if you didn't say you couldn't do it, my master wouldn't have jumped down to find a way for us to live. If my master had a hair on his head, we would Will be a brother and I will never die with you.”

"Pluck it off, bear boy. Your master and I shed a lot of hair in a day. That way, you should kill a lot less feathers."

It can only be played if it deserves outsiders. The money is too much, I don’t even dare to breathe in the air, this autumn is faster.

Seeing Ye Chun's body getting closer and closer to the sea of ​​​​fire, from the perspective of Xiao Yu and Li Ming, Ye Chun has already stepped into the sea of ​​​​fire. Ye Chun's clothes are all produced by the system, otherwise they will be burned.

The bright eye track in the sky is red, shouting: "Master!"

"Call me shit." When that day came, he found that Ye Chun had returned to the same level as himself.

Ye Chun gritted his teeth at the last moment, Bing Xin moved to the extreme, ignoring the heat of the magma, launched the trapezoid vertically, threw it horizontally, borrowed from the wall, and rushed to the ceiling like a shell.

The combination of inertia, trapezoidal rotation force and wall force, coupled with Ye Chun's punches, the ceiling was immediately pierced by him. Standing on the test floor to test the strength, he held up Li Ming and Shao Yu hand in hand.

Looking at the rolling lava, the three finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Safety"

Shaoyu looked at the relief under the red tide, and Ye Chun also revealed a sea of ​​sadness.

His movements, although each step was easy, were dancing on the tip of the same dead knife, and a careless step might leave no bones behind.

That's magma! In ancient times, the best forged weapon was the flame center fire. In this mainstream weapon or hammer forging, the Mohists have always been able to use the heat of magma to melt the metal and enter the casting, naturally a large chunk ahead of others.

Therefore, Xu Fuzi made a sword with superb skills. In addition to his family's skills, he also had the reason for the burning of the earth's core.

Metal can melt into water, not to mention bodies of flesh and blood. He never wanted to experience jumping into lava until he had a suit that could withstand the heat of the sun. After all, even in a fantasy world, Qinglian Earth Core Fire is among the top 20 in the world.

"This is really a dead end. This old bastard Mozi must be a pervert." Ye Chun wiped a small amount of sweat from his forehead and said with touch. The exercise just now did not consume much physical strength. This was the temperature at which magma was baked. Even the Bingxin formula could not guarantee that Ye Chun would not sweat in the magma a few centimeters away.

Once again, this effect is achieved thanks to the ability to spin around in the air and borrow trapezoids. Ye Chun repeatedly relied on this door Qinggong to hit his face with a backhand and escaped death. It can be seen that martial arts Qinggong is really a good thing and he deserves to be in charge of the world. It is the correct way to run the field door.

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