Alchemy&Martial Supreme

Flying, he felt the temperature rise faster and faster.

Suddenly, he saw a fire in front of him, red light, as if there was a raging fire burning.

"Is that the secret?"

Looking at the light, Qin Ming narrowed his eyes.

If there is no change at all, Qin Ming really doubts that the temperature will rise endlessly.

Qin Ming, on guard, walked in to see the light.

It's really a flame burning.

Feeling the heat wave, Qin Ming was shocked.

"The reason why the desert has such a high temperature should be the reason here!"

"I don't know how many years the desert has existed, that is to say, the flame has been burning for countless years."

Anything that burns needs fuel.

So what's the fuel that's been burning for so many years?

Qin Ming moved forward slowly and stepped into the fire.

The rolling flame came, but it was silent. It seemed that even the sound could not escape its high temperature and was melted.

It seems to be aware of the arrival of the Qin and Ming Dynasties, and the raging fire around Qin Ming.

Wrapped up, trying to burn him to ashes.

Feeling the movement of the fire, Qin Ming's heart is tight, firmly grasp the fire in his hand.

The dark fire emits red and black flame, which is incompatible with the red flame of fire and burns in self-care.

No matter how much heat there is in the center of Qinming, no matter how much heat there is to absorb.

Can't see Qin's fire, he put down the fire.

This breath just exhaled, fire red flame seems to be challenged in general, violent riot.

"Wow..."

There was no sound, but there was a sound.

The flame leaped high and turned into an elder, thinking of Qin Ming wrapped up.

At the moment when Qin Ming didn't react, the invisible flame lifted him up.

Looking at the fierce fire nearby, Qin Ming was flustered, but he still looked light and light on his face.

With the fire in his hand, Qin ming could only count on it.

If the fire suddenly goes out, he will be burned to ashes in an instant.

The surging fire and red flame, venting, like waves, surged towards Qin Ming.

Qin Ming is like driving a lonely boat on the sea.

But no matter how turbulent the flame waves, the boat can sail in the waves, like an invisible sea god needle, firmly fixed the boat in the flame.

Once, twice, the flame waves rose and fell.

Qin and Ming also rose and fell with the tide of the flame waves, followed by ups and downs.

After a total of more than a hundred times, maybe the flame was tired, and his frequency slowly decreased.

When Qin Ming thought that this was the end, the fire once rose.

So, three trips.

The flame seems to know that no matter how noisy it is, it has no way to take Qin Ming.

Slowly, it calmed down.

Qin Ming has been hanging the heart, also followed to put down.

"Know what can't do with me. Let me go."

With a sigh of relief in his heart, Qin Ming thought.

It's not what Qin Ming thought.

He flew toward the center of a flame, lifted by an invisible hand.

"Where does it take me?"

This flame obviously has its own consciousness. What is it going to do?

You know what you can't do with yourself. Are you going to do something special?

Just sent down the heart, and hung up.

Qin Ming holding the fire, can only secretly pray that it does not let himself down.