The white-clothed Taoist slowly withdrew his palm, and his gaze fell on the palm of his hand, as if he was a little surprised

In the palm of his hand, there was a very ugly-looking scar, and Shen Li pierced the entire thick cloud, and also poked a hole in his hand

Because he didn't absorb the origin power in that blood, Shen Li's realm at this time was only the lowest Zhicheng realm in the middle three realms, and it stands to reason that the gap between him and himself was heaven and earth, and he could blast such a powerful punch, which was obviously far from the limit of Shen Li's true yuan capacity, so why could he blast such a domineering punch?

It didn't take long for the white-clothed Taoist to understand what was going on

The reason for this is this gazebo

Between the pavilions, there were countless breaths that seemed to be absent and slowly converged on Shen Li's fist, and his punch, to a large extent, was just borrowing the power of this pavilion array itself

Shen Li's thoughts were very good, and he also blasted out a small scar in his palm, which was ugly, just like the withered peach blossoms he saw in the small courtyard just now

He likes to be clean, and all the way he goes, his body is as white as snow

Looking at the ugly scar, the Taoist finally felt a burst of irritability, this kind of impatience is very rare for him, he has guarded the Shending on the top of the sect all his life, and for a hundred years, the furnace fire of the Liuyun Qing Hall has been accompanied by a hundred years, and the cold and cold are also plain, and the patience is the most indifferent, but even so, Shen Li still makes him feel impatient

Zombie insects, dead but not stiff!

He decided not to wait any longer

Looking at the whiteness of the fish belly that was getting brighter and brighter in the sky, the Taoist got up, and the impatience on his face gradually subsided

It's dawn, and it's time to go back

The place where he went back was naturally the Thousand Mountains Sect

Before returning to the sect, he would end the whole thing well

A hundred-legged insect, dead but not stiff, then refine it into the sacred flame of the divine fire, and there will be no reincarnation in the holy flame for eternity

He let go of the small white tripod that he had been playing with in his hand

The small tripod did not grow larger in the wind, and still maintained the original palm-like size, and the dense and unusual inscriptions between the tripods looked exquisite and mysterious in the night

It can accommodate mountains and rivers

Regarding the supreme treasure of the sect, he vaguely guessed where it was

So he glanced at the boy, and a cluster of cyan flames lit between his fingers

This cluster of green flames seems to be clean and without any temperature, but the turbulent night and air around it show how unimaginable the energy contained in this flame is

On the top of a thousand mountains, there is a god tripod with heaven and earth, the name of the god tripod is burning, which means that all the dirt in the world can be refined, there is a cyan holy fire in the scale god ding all year round, the holy fire reflects the green and cold with the will of heaven, and it is rumored that those cyan flames are the source of the scale god, which can burn everything in the world

Whether it is the galaxy and the ocean, or the earth and mountains

He is the keeper of the Thousand Mountains Sect, and he is also the controller of the Shending Qinghuo, this palm-sized white small tripod is imitated by the Shending in his spare time, although it is only an imitation, but because the original product is too high and the realm of the Taoist, so even if it is just an imitation, it also has the strength comparable to the holy weapon list

The Taoist looked more and more pious, like a pilgrimage apostle, and the flame burned more and more fiercely

The cyan holy flame that can burn all the world, each cluster of flames contains the purest holy fire breath in heaven and earth, and the terrifying high temperature that can melt the coldest snow field envelops the entire pavilion, whether it is a young man, Shen Li, or an old man

The white-clothed Taoist was ready to burn the three of them with holy fire

............

Countless fine bubbles bubbled in the stream, and the clear water gushed everywhere, as if it were boiling

The air throughout the mountain began to become hot and dry, like a heavy rain in the middle of summer

But this heat is not damp and anxious heat, but a scorching heat that is extremely dry, as if all the moisture in the air has been evaporated by an invisible flame

Zhu Xiaoyu, who was closest to the pavilion, pursed his dry lips and walked to the clear stream, ready to hold some stream water to moisten his throat

But when his fingers were about to touch the water, Zhu Xiaoyu suddenly retracted, and his fat fingers were instantly scalded out of a clear blister

Putting his fingers in his mouth after eating pain, Zhu Xiaoyu stood up with the fat on his waist and looked at the gazebo again

In the place where Zhu Xiaoyu could see, the few intact thatches on the top of the pavilion began to roll up strangely, as if they were being burned by an extremely high temperature, and as the thatch twisted and withered, wisps of black smoke gradually emerged from the grass stems, like black gauze skirts in the dark night

Immediately, the rich smell of burnt paste began to permeate

Smelling the increasingly thick smell of burnt paste in the air, Zhu Xiaoyu walked restlessly, thought for a moment and exuded his senses, and cautiously leaned into the pavilion

Because the boundary wall of the pavilion array was on the verge of shattering, Zhu Xiaoyu easily melted into this divine sense from the gap in the boundary wall

What the divine consciousness saw was a blazing scene like a sea of flames

The invisible formation streamer between the thatched grass was extremely distorted in the high temperature, like the roots of old trees that were intertwined, and the night outside the pavilion was affected by the high temperature, and layers of chaotic air currents appeared

The gazebo supported the clouds and the sky, the old man's hedge, and the ocean thunder and lightning, but in this cluster of cyan fire, which was not very gorgeous, it seemed that it could collapse at any time

Zhu Xiaoyu wanted to wipe the broken sweat on his face, but as soon as he made a move, he found that the broken sweat was instantly evaporated into white sweat stains before it could flow, and he turned his head with difficulty, and he glanced at the old man in Mai

The old man had already stood up at this time, and the sackcloth on his body was draped over Xu Zi'an's shoulders

His withered hair was a little curly, showing an abnormal gray dry color, some like old firewood burning in the stove, and the deep wrinkles on his face were even more craggy, and in each wrinkle could be seen that there was a bright moon-like luster flowing in it, because there was no cover of wide * clothes, the old man's thin body was even more gloomy, like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind

Looking at the wisps of flames at his feet, the wisps of flames were burning vigorously, frantically devouring everything that could be ignited around them, whether it was dust in the air or gravel on the ground, every time a new stone or dust was swallowed, the cyan light in the flames would be more intense, and the fire would be more majestic, as if as long as it was in the pavilion, it would become its best fuel

The fire became more and more vigorous, and after a while, a spark the thickness of a thumb turned into a flame the size of a bowl, and the flame burned more and more, covering a larger and larger area, and it didn't take long for it to gradually come to Xu Zi'an's feet

The sackcloth draped on Xu Zi'an's body was tightly wrapped around his body like a huge cloak at this time, but even so, the firelight was still frantically devouring the young man's feet, looking extremely presumptuous and crazy

The old man frowned and stepped on it gently, just like the old man who was baking a fire on the side of the town street to keep warm in the bitter winter, and couldn't find the tools to extinguish the fire for a while, so he had to step on the fire with his foot

The flame was suddenly extinguished at the old man's feet, and not even ashes remained

The old man stepped on it very casually, and finally naughtily spun it with his toes, which looked very relaxed, but at the soles of his feet, which no one could see, it could be clearly seen that the soles of his shoes were burned out of an irregular small hole, and in the depths of the small hole, a little blood was burned out of a skin

After all, it is from the divine fire in the divine ding, and it is rumored that even the gods can be burned into ashes, even if the old man has already turned into a mountain, the flesh and bones on his body are not far from the body of the rumored saint, but in the face of this divine fire that is as sacred as the vision of heaven and earth, how can it really be as easy as the surface?

Although the white tripod in the hands of the Taoist is an imitation of the Burning Scale, the green fire he extracted from the White Tripod is a real fire of burning scale, which is the holy fire of heaven and earth that has been passed down for countless years in the Thousand Mountains Sect, and contains the supreme morality of the world

The flames danced wildly in the gazebo, the fire was about to soar into the sky, burning everything in a frenzy, and burning everything at the same time

The padded jacket on Shen Li's body has begun to scorch, yellow, and has been burned out of several holes, which looks a little sad

He was sitting in the corner of the pavilion at this time, his expression still looked indifferent and calm, and he didn't seem to care about the holy fire beside him at all, but if he looked closely, it was not difficult to see that from his cloudy eyes, which had already been stirred by the vulgar pink and green onion noodles, he actually felt quite helpless about these holy flames that contained the extreme of heaven and earth

Looking at the opposite side through several burned holes in the padded jacket, Shen Li looked at the old man at this time, and his expression was not relaxed, so he forcefully pulled away a wisp of green fire that was the most away from him, and muttered in a low voice

"Because of this padded jacket, Xu Zi'an's child nagged in my ear every day, let me cherish it, don't get dirty, it's good now, don't say dirty, it's all him, my mother is black"

The old man smiled, did not speak, leaned over and continued to walk a few steps towards Xu Zi'an's side, the withered eyes without the lake light and ripples could only reach the young man's shoulders just now, and the thin body looked extremely small in the raging fire, small and a little desolate

He flapped another ray of cyan flame that was about to ignite on his body, and looked up at the boundless night sky outside the pavilion, as if thinking about how to completely extinguish the flames

The lake of eyes that represented his state of mind cultivation had been used by him to unravel the fog of the young man's sea of consciousness had all been dissipated

Then he once again used his great magic powers to display the Great Circle Array, the original intention was to return his efforts to Shen Li, although he also gave it to Xu Zi'an in the end, but the two reckless shots undoubtedly exacerbated his aging, even if he still had many powerful magic skills or means, but now the true yuan in his body has almost dried up, and it is to forcibly use those magic powers when they are no longer at their peak

The supernatural power that has lost its original intention, in front of these green fires that contain supreme majesty, is undoubtedly like a pitiful cup of water in a drop in the bucket

He was really old, as old as a candle in the wind, and even if he wanted to, he couldn't burn it

Unless he is reckless again

Reckless in the truest sense of the word

He turned around, stood in front of the monstrous flames, and muttered softly like an old man standing in front of the dry land looking forward to the nectar

Let's make it rain

It's raining......... That's it!!

(There is something today, even later, a wave of deep apologies, and the second update will be later)