Chapter 1612: Natal magic weapon, miserable
"Peng!"
The top fierce fire rushed into the psychic furnace, and the faint blue light burst out, illuminating a whole magma lake.
but.
That's it.
In this collision, the top-level evil fire swallowed the psychic stove without any surprise, quietly extinguishing all the flames contained in it, and then trembling slightly, this magic weapon of life instantly turned into molten iron, pattering. Flow into the magma lake.
The top floor fights the fire, wins!
"puff!!"
The magic weapon of his life was destroyed, and the spirit fire guru spewed out a stream of blood, his body's aura had at least declined by half, and his face was terribly pale, even more tired than refining for ten days and nights!
Even, the cultivation base has dropped by a large amount out of thin air, from the perfection of the refining realm directly to the early stage of refining the realm, so miserable that it can't be more miserable.
"This this this!"