The scorching breath spread in all directions in the school palace, and the Confucian Temple was in the middle of this sea of fire, and the heat wave rolled up the smoke and ran wildly, and some palace people and internal officials had already fallen to the ground because of panic and inhaling the smoke.

I don't know when, the back of the Confucian Temple, also eroded by the flames, the raging fire climbed up the pillar along the vermilion lacquer, overturned the tile roof, and approached the plaque of "being a teacher" inscribed by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.

Hua Wenxuan and Emperor Han Xian stood side by side on the high platform in front of the Confucian Temple, raised their eyes and looked into the distance, there was no peace in the entire school palace, they were buried in the sea of fire one after another, in the direction of the south gate, you can see the flag movement in the distance, Hua Wenxuan was anxious, climbed the white marble guardrail on the side, and looked at it independently with one foot, but there was a man who did not know the origin of the horse dared to compete with the sea of fire, and was moving towards the direction of the Confucian Temple with thick smoke.

But the raging fire and billowing smoke were constantly stopping their progress, and from time to time they could see the flags held high being licked by the flames, and the collapsed beams and pillars standing sideways in front of the road. Hua Wenxuan's heart couldn't help but become more and more anxious, if he guessed correctly, it should be Xu Shu's people, there were not many people in the smoke, and I don't know if Zhao Yun and others were found.

Emperor Han Xian saw Hua Wenxuan raising his eyes and looking into the distance, his face was anxious, and he couldn't help but smile lightly: "Hua Aiqing was already prepared!" It's a pity that I didn't guess that the methods of this group of gangsters were so bad! Now that you and I are trapped in the sea of fire, it is difficult to save even the immortals, let alone the mortal body! ”

Hua Wenxuan didn't want to pay attention to him, he looked nervously at the unscrupulous fire around him, and he didn't know if it was because of nervousness or because of the scorching, and a layer of sweat actually floated on his forehead.

This school palace has been completely buried in the sea of fire, except for the dead soldiers left by Zang Ba, I am afraid that no one will stay here, and the people who come to this fire must be people of faith who intersect with life and death, Hua Wenxuan frowned, and he remembered in his mind that he had been in Huang Yueying's house, according to Sima Hui's mantra, the dark clouds that had gathered and the sudden rainstorm.

Hua Wenxuan silently recited the mantra, concentrated all his strength in his two hands, and slowly raised it.

There was a trace of apprehension in his heart, he remembered what Sima Hui had warned, Zhang Jiao seemed to have used his abilities too many times before he suffered a backlash and died in one fell swoop! But he couldn't care about these at all, just like when he faced the Huns in the ancient city of Hedong a few days ago, he only had one thought in his heart: wind and rain and lightning follow my thoughts, and the thunder god will appear as he wants!

The wandering electricity condensed on Hua Wenxuan's raised hands, and the surging energy wantonly passed out of the palms of his hands, roaring towards the smoke-filled sky.

The smoke gradually swirled and condensed in the windless mid-air, forming circles that connected inside and outside and ascended to the sky. The originally cloudless clear sky gradually condensed a piece of melancholy clouds, and there seemed to be a surge in the stagnant and sleepy air, Emperor Han Xian looked at the abnormal changes in the sky in surprise, and his pupils dilated little by little with the thunderclouds that gradually condensed in the sky.

The power of Hua Wenxuan's whole body gathered in the dantian from his feet, swept every detail of the whole body along the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, extended from his two arms to his two palms, and released his power wantonly to the sky with the help of ten fingers. The powerful energy surge between heaven and earth seemed to form an invisible bridge invisible to the naked eye through Hua Wenxuan, and the two forces collided and entangled with each other at the height of the clouds, rubbing out lightning bolts and grinding dark clouds.

Above the school palace, endless dark clouds came out of thin air, expelling the sunlight, covering the entire land with darkness, bursts of muffled thunder faintly heard in the sky, and in the darkness, a series of blue flashes seemed to be there. The sweltering heat in the air intensified, but a hint of dampness was added, and the branches and flags that had been motionless gradually swayed in the air, and the heat wave that burned the skin was gradually expelled by the coolness.

With a thunderbolt that seemed to be about to pierce the sky, a deafening explosion reached everyone's ears, and the wind rose, and the huge droplets of water smashed down from the sky, moistening every piece of scorched earth, soaking all the objects in the sea of fire, and rescuing every creature struggling in the flames.

Emperor Han Xian looked at the miracle in front of him dumbfounded, stretched out his hands, and felt the rain falling from the sky, and the skin that was originally eroded by the high temperature once again felt a little cool. He looked at Hua Wenxuan, who was still standing on the white marble fence with his hands held high, and his heart was full of shocked questions, who was he!

Hua Wenxuan didn't put down his hands, his body was threatened by the heat and fire, he urgently needed the moisture of the rain, the refreshment of the wind blowing on his body, and the coldness of the rainstorm on his skin, all of which made him want to stop at this time.

In the dark, he seemed to feel an inexplicable energy echo from the sky, as if he wanted to withdraw his soul from his body, this kind of wrapped peace of mind, indescribable fit echoed, let him unscrupulously release the power of Thor in his body, and every cell burst out with unprecedented potential. The electric current went straight into the sky in a form visible to the naked eye, and the blue pillars of light bloomed with powerful kinetic energy, forcing the entire people on the high platform to find attachments or be pushed straight out.

Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty looked at the temple gate, the torrential rain extinguished every flame in the palace, leaving a mess and ruins, and the team from the south gate gradually poured into the Confucian Temple from the temple gate.

Among the two people at the head, one is Zhao Yun with a white horse and a silver spear, and the other is a short cloth and a long sword, but he is like a ranger, it is Xu Shu. When they entered the Confucian Temple, they did not dismount, and slowly came to the stage from the steps of the trail, and looked at Hua Wenxuan, who was already blinded by blue electricity all over his body.

Xu Shu was in Xudu with Hua Wenxuan, and had a relationship with Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty, and saw that although Liu Xie's clothes were divided into strips of cloth, it was vaguely visible that it was decorated by the Son of Heaven. Xu Shu hurriedly turned over and dismounted, kneeling on the ground, "Chen Hua Wenxuan's best friend Xu Yuanzhi, it's too late to save the car, and I ask Your Majesty to surrender!" ”

Zhao Yun glanced at Xu Shu and Emperor Han Xian, turned over and fell off the horse, but he just arched his hand towards Liu Xie, then held Xu Shu down and said, "Yuan Zhi!" I think Wen Xuan's appearance seems a little wrong! ”

Xu Shu looked back suddenly, and saw that Hua Wenxuan seemed to be unconscious in this pillar of light linking heaven and earth, his eyes were blank, and his brows were furrowed. Looking at the sky along the current, I saw that in the thick smoke and dark clouds overhead, there were bursts of thunder and electric sparks. Looking around again, the torrential rain was pouring and the wind was blowing, and the fire had already died down, why did Hua Wenxuan have no intention of stopping?