As the four fire dragons fell, a gap suddenly appeared in the Red Dragon Formation, but before Zhuge Canglan could move out, the gap was filled in almost a second.

Zhuge Canglan gritted his teeth and cursed hard: "Damn it, where did those fire dragons come from!"

Why did she seem to jump out of thin air without any warning? Her eyes never left the gap, but she didn't see what was going on.

Zhuge Canglan turned around and asked Han Weiyang: "Are these phantoms?"

Han Weiyang shook his head: "No, it's true. Look at the projection on the ground."

"How did you get out?"

Zhuge Canglan angrily held the Sky Sword again and swiped it a few more times. The sword energy of the Sky Sword collided randomly. After a while, dozens of fire dragons fell to the ground. Continuous explosions sounded and the ground shook.

Zhuge Canglan suddenly felt that Han Weiyang was not worried at all. His face was as usual and he didn't sweat at all. He was much better than she was.

She crossed her arms and asked: "Han Weiyang, what are you...thinking about? Can you break this formation?"

Han Weiyang smiled and said nothing, and after a while he said: "Do you know how to spread beans and make soldiers?"

"Sowing beans to form an army? A legendary magic?" These four words are familiar to Zhuge Canglan, but does this kind of magic really exist? Are these Red Dragon Guards really made of beans?

Han Weiyang nodded: "No, but it's almost the same. None of these are real fire dragons, including the dragon armored guards above. They are not real, but they are real. If we don't fight, we will die."

"how to spell?"

Zhuge Canglan wiped the sweat from his head vigorously. The fire dragons around him were spinning more and more violently. The shadow of the fire dragons could no longer be distinguished and turned into a red halo.

The temperature on the surface of the body has already reached nearly 50 degrees. If it continues to rise like this, it will really be cooked within an hour.

In order to delay time, Zhuge Canglan directly froze the sweat in his body that had evaporated onto the surface of his skin into a layer of ice to prevent his skin from being burned intolerably. Even his hair and eyebrows formed a layer of white frost.

Han Weiyang's hand caressed the jade pendant hanging on his waist, and his eyes searched around: "Find the person who set up the formation, kill him, and then you can go out."

There was smoke coming from Zhuge Canglan's body, and he didn't know whether it was cold or hot.

His throat was extremely hoarse due to the steam, and he could barely make a sound when he opened his mouth. "Where are the people setting up the formation?"

Han Weiyang is still looking: "I don't know! It may be far away, or it may...among these dragon-armored guards!"

The ice on Zhuge Canglan's body was melted by the heat, and she was soaked all over. She wiped the rain from her eyes.

"Is there any way to find it?"

The surrounding colors all turned red, and even the white clothes on Han Weiyang's body turned blood red, as if they had been washed by blood rain.

Han Weiyang put her right index finger between her eyebrows, "Still thinking!"

"Think about it... By the time you figure it out, I'll be cooked." Zhuge Canglan glared at Han Weiyang fiercely.

After getting angry, Zhuge Canglan suddenly remembered something. By the way, I don't know if the black pipa I just snatched from the cavalry captain could be used.

If a real person hears the sound of the pipa, he will definitely be shaken. If none of these dragon armor guards react, it proves that the formation is set up because the person is not here.

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Chapter completed!