Chapter 1390 (1/2)

In the face of the resurgence of the flame, shirt in the heart was also surprised, but for a long time calmed down.

Fire by the wind, which was originally a strong wind to blow out the flame, after Jiang Hao's flame changed its direction of condensation, it became the power of the flame completely.

Before the grass was fully grown, it was surrounded by flames, and soon it was burned clean again. This time, the fire spread to the tree, and the tree began to shake gently.

Its shadow began to blur, and it seemed that it would soon be burned by the fire.

”No break, no stand.” Shirt in the heart of his beard, thinking for a long time before saying these four words.

With his voice, the tree began to fall off.

On the top of the luxuriant leaves, trunk, keep falling. Fall into the flame and be burned clean by the flame. But the flames also began to go out.

The tree, though bare, looks more alive. Just after the flame was completely extinguished by the leafy trunks, a new leaf came out at the top of the tree.

It was a great victory, but now it is in danger in the blink of an eye.

”You're a little too murderous.” Shirt in the heart smile way, he very common said this sentence, like to ask you where to go, ask your name is, ask you whether you want to drink water, so there is no artificial guidance, no artificial modesty.

That is to say one's own opinion on a matter and be impartial.

Jiang Hao also laughed and said, ”there are many hardships in the world of practice. If you don't mention the three foot sword, you can't prove the road.”

Then he reached out in mid air.

A piece of cloud slowly emerged, and then appeared colorful, as if the flame burned the clouds.

”You always want to jump out.” Shirt in the heart said, ”although not with me, but I feel very good.”

In this battle about the talisman, Jiang Hao has been looking for opportunities to attack, rain and rain, underground, completely unrestrained.

”I don't know your way, but I can feel it.” Jiang Hao said there was a pause, because the clouds began to gather together.

Turned into a golden armour, facing the tree, severely trampled.

”The wind knows the strong grass, and the law of heaven is the most merciless.” Shirt in the heart exclaimed.

Jinjialish did not move in the face of the wind, but stepped on the tree. Jiang Hao just interface says, although I do not know, but actually saw a picture.

”Under the mountain, there is a continuous stream of water.”

At this time, the tree is bent, broken, rotten, burned, but the roots are still there.

”Two years of spring.” Shirt in the heart, light voice.

The roots begin to sprout, and then grow up, as tall as weeds, but it is very tough, its trunk has slowly re emerged, trees are always trees, not weeds.