I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

"what happened?"

"Where did the iron pot come from?"

"It was her, the human cultivator of the eighth realm. I saw her release it with my own eyes!"

"..."

Countless surprised voices echoed everywhere under the Beidou cover.

Ning Ruan approached slowly, raised his head and stared at the Nine Lights Star Plate under the iron pot: "This thing seems to be very powerful."

"I don't know whether it's harder or my fire is stronger."

The Lingmu Clan and the Baicao Clan naturally did not know Ning Ruan's identity.

Hear her say fire.

I just instinctively thought it was the fire of a fire spirit master.

Even if it was destiny, no matter how fierce the fire was, it would be difficult to burn through the defense of the Big Dipper Shield and hurt them.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

however--

Before he could completely relax, he raised his breath again urgently.

The young human cultivator, who was only at the eighth level, raised his hand, and a golden flame suddenly burst out from the huge iron pot above their heads.

The flames are hot.

Burning.

It's too scary to look at.

Even if you hide under the Beidou cover, you can still feel the strong discomfort.

The instinctive desire is to escape.

boom--

The golden flame fell down.

But it was not directed at the monks of various races below.

Instead, it smashed directly onto the Nine-Star Fixed Star Plate that was also floating in the sky.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, this is the Nine-Light Star-Fixing Plate. It is impervious to water and fire, and has a very high defense. Even strange fire can hardly damage it... It... ah?"

Yun Yin was stunned and looked up in astonishment.

He quickly swallowed back the words that were yet to be finished.

"How is it possible? This fire... can damage a spiritual weapon?"

Under the iron pot.

The extremely solid Nine-Star Fixed Star Plate is being baptized by the golden flame.

As soon as the first wave of fire fell, it burned the edges and caused cracks.

This caused the Beidou cover below to shake slightly.

Then came the second wave…

The third wave...

Until the entire star plate was wrapped in golden flames.

Swallow...

At this time, Yun Yin, who was always at the forefront of gossip, finally thought of something and exclaimed in astonishment:

"I see!"

"This is the Molten Soul Fire! It is a special type of Molten Soul Fire that devours spiritual weapons!"

"It's recorded in ancient books, Fellow Daoist Ning, you actually found this thing?"

"..." Ning Ruan didn't expect that the Molten Spirit Fire, which ranked in the top ten in the Jiuzhou Realm, was so rare in the Boundless Realm.

They are rarely seen and only exist in ancient books.

The only coincidence is that this fire is also called Molten Soul Fire in the Jiuzhou Realm.

And she was brought up from Kyushu Realm.

But it is impossible to find it.

It was just a coincidence that we met when we were passing by.

Coincidentally, the thing flew towards her iron pot.

Then he was crushed by the iron pot.

Of course, others also noticed the iron pan.

Especially Yun Yin, who had some knowledge of the Molten Spirit Fire.

She was still shocked by the power of the Molten Soul Fire just now, but now she was staring at the iron pot covering the sky with wide eyes.

The molten spirit fire comes from the iron pot.

It can melt everything, but it can’t melt this pot?

"Oh no, the Nine Lights Star-fixing Plate is about to be swallowed by the fire!"

The Thirteenth Realm of the Baicao Spirit Clan had no time to marvel at the power of the iron pot and the strange fire.

He only knew that if the star plate was gone, they would be finished.

This group of aggressive guys will definitely not let them go.

It's easier to deal with the others, but as for the Spirit Butterfly Clan, I'm afraid it won't be as simple as elimination.

"What should we do? How about we retreat first? Maybe the formation under the lake has been repaired?"

"What if it's not repaired?"

"The star-fixing disk is almost gone. Even if it's not repaired, we can't stop them. When we are eliminated, they will enter the lake."

Instead of doing that, it’s better to escape and see the situation first.

Maybe... the teleportation array has really been repaired long ago?

Even if they didn't, they tried their best.

The star-fixing disk was destroyed, so it’s understandable that they couldn’t stop it, right?

The only 13th-level Baicao Spirit Clan cultivator present gritted his teeth and gave the order, "Retreat!"

"Retreat to the lake!"

As soon as the order was given, other members of the same clan and the few remaining Lingmu clan monks responded immediately.

They all retreated towards the lake.

The speed is still very fast.

There is absolutely no intention to protect the precious treasure, the Star-Fixing Plate.

In fact, it cannot be protected at all.

After several waves of molten fire attacks.

The entire star plate has been completely swallowed up.

The golden flames are brighter and more dazzling.

The Big Dipper shield projected by the fixed star disk collapsed instantly after the Baicao Spirit Clan and the Lingmu Clan retreated.

Shattered into pieces.

After the star-fixing plate completely disappeared in the flames, the Big Dipper cover also dissipated.

All this happened in just a few breaths.

"The Spirit Wood Clan and the Hundred Grass Clan, these bastards who are hiding their heads and showing their tails, I'm here! No one can escape!"

Ying Bei rushed over first, cursing.

Then there was Yan Liang who was even faster...

Yunyin...

Ji Heng...

And other Spirit Butterfly monks who were eager to kill each other with red eyes.

Chen Ya fell behind instead.

Ning Ruan was not in a hurry. She raised her hand to take back the iron pot, and then followed Xiang Yue in his hesitant gaze.

A large number of monks had already jumped into the lake ahead.

Xiang Yue quickly caught up with him, and said in a tangled voice: "Well... there may not be any treasures down there. If there is any danger, everything will be over."

"Really, we can't act so rashly! We have to be careful!"

Ning Ruan jumped down without even looking back.

Xiang Yue had a look of despair on his face: “…” No, it’s over.

Should he go out and get help now?

Or jump down?

Xiang Yue wants to cry but has no tears.

The tangled expression looked even more ferocious.

Finally, I made up my mind and jumped down with gritted teeth.

What can I do if I don’t jump?

This is the small remnant world of their Eclipse Wolf Clan!!!