"Give me pressure!"

In the refinery room, when the old man and Xia Lan were staring at Danxuan blinkingly, Danxuan's fingerprints changed again, but after this change, the Xuanhuo seemed to be really suppressed, and the whistling sound around the porcelain stove disappeared too! uuuuuuuuuu

Danxuan's hands slowly lay on the top of the refining table, and a breath grew out. The flame in the porcelain stove shrank little by little, and then eventually turned into a small flame, until it was extinguished! uuuuuuuu

Danxuan's forehead has seeped many sweat beads, even for today's him, such means of suppressing the blasting furnace are still extremely energy-consuming, and then Danxuan was...