Legend has it that there is a flame born in the darkness that does not emit the slightest light and does not have any temperature. But whoever thinks that this kind of flame is extremely ordinary and not terrible is very wrong.

This flame is not only terrifying, but also terrifying. Because this flame is fueled by the soul, it is capable of devouring and incinerating the divine consciousness of all living beings.

This flame is the Nine Nether Fire.

Everyone was terrified, today is really the legendary existence appeared one after another, first the fierce beast gluttony and the nine infants, and now this kind of flame against the sky has appeared.

And what was even more shocking was that the high monk in front of him, who was called Pudu, could see that he was not in a complete form, just a remnant soul, but he could easily suppress the Nine Nether Fire.

The flags fluttered, the hunting sounded, and the aura of killing did not float out, but Purdue sat down cross-legged, still imprisoning the so-called adult in his hands.

At this time, everyone saw his appearance clearly, a middle-aged monk, who looked a little ordinary, but the indifference between his eyebrows and eyes was beyond the dust, and he was born elegantly, and there was a real sense of compassion contained in it.

"You take advantage of the danger of others, I can't think of some of my powerful methods, if it is the peak of this king, how can it ...... Ah......" The self-proclaimed king screamed, and he finally realized that the monk in front of him could erase his spirit.

Pudu was running supernatural powers, reciting Buddhist scriptures, and a figure seemed to emerge behind him, a little hazy, as if it was the outline of a god and Buddha in the sky.

The pure white aura flowed into Pudu's hand, mixed with golden runes, and wrapped around the Nine Nether Fire.

The battle flag turned into a hundred meters in size and covered the top of Pudu's head, as if waiting for something to come.

Sure enough, only a few dozen breaths later, the sound of rolling muffled thunder came, this is the real heavenly thunder, constantly brewing, and it may be split at any time.

Ye Zixuan had long heard that the reason why those masters who had obtained the immortal fruit would not make a move easily was because of the backlash of heaven and earth.

It seems that the Nine Nether Flames are right, and Purdue will inevitably be counterattacked by this heaven and earth as soon as he makes a move. This is because their strength is too strong and has destroyed the balance of this heaven and earth.

If the heavens and the earth had not changed, it would have been fine, but not now.

"Crackling" silver lightning suddenly lit up in the cabin, slashing towards Pudu, but the big banner had a spirit, and the killing breath poured out, intercepting the lightning and preventing it from falling down.

The lightning represents the will of the world of the Ten Thousand Saints Continent, and it is unbelievable that it was blocked by this iron-blooded battle flag.

But Ye Zixuan could also feel the pressure faced by this high-ranking monk with the Dharma name Pudu, and now he was equivalent to fighting against the entire Ten Thousand Saints Continent, and he also wanted to extinguish the spiritual wisdom of the Nine Nether Flames that defied the sky.

Resisted, Fang Buddha was enraged, and then countless bolts of lightning fell like silver snakes, striking the battle flag. The murderous aura was thick, like substance, turning into a white mist, and countless creatures within it roared to meet the lightning.

Everyone backed away, except for Purdue under the battle flag.

What kind of scene is this, it is too terrifying, lightning suddenly appeared, just like a sea of thunder. In the murderous aura of the white mist, the powerful Creature Phantom held a sword and was not afraid of death, and it was hard to connect with lightning, defending Pudu below.

It was so oppressive, almost breathless that everyone felt when they retreated to a very distant place.

The pressure faced by the Pudu monks can be imagined.

Time ticked by, and the lightning became more and more violent, gradually turning from silver-white to gold, and then from gold to blood-red, almost without stopping.

The battle flag was even more shattered, and it shrunk, from a hundred meters to a few feet, but it still floated above Pudu's head, blocking the wrath of the world for him.

But even so, dozens of blood-colored lightning bolts slashed on Pudu's body, causing him to shake for a while, and his body was a lot more illusory, almost fading, leaving only a layer of phantom.

After all, he was just a remnant soul, and lightning represented the will of heaven and earth.

"Master spare my life, I know ...... mistaken," came the screams of the Nine Nether Flames from the thunderclap.

"It's wrong, it's too late, the poor monk has been tolerated by this world, and he may be scattered in a blink of an eye, and he can't risk leaving you behind. Because I can sense your disobedience and resentment, I am afraid that you still have evil thoughts in your heart! Don't worry, the poor monk will find a good home for you before he disappears. ”

"I hate it......" The Nine Nether Flames roared unwillingly, but it was also the last of its roar.

Master Pudu stretched out his palm, and a black flame jumped on it, wrapped in pure white Buddha power.

He had already collected his mana, and was once again wrapped in a layer of white veil-like mist, and he couldn't see his face and body clearly.

The lightning between heaven and earth also became smaller and slowly dissipated. The thunder was gone, because after he received the mana, he couldn't feel the breath of Master Pudu.

Peace was restored in the cabin, but the hearts of the people could not be calm.

Ye Zixuan's chest is like the waves of the sea, setting off monstrous waves, if I have this cultivation, why can't I solve the mystery of the great changes in heaven and earth, why can't I go to the land of the ancestral spirit, why can't I kill Shen Tukui......

Master Pudu's voice interrupted Ye Zixuan's thoughts, still so indifferent, even though he had been hit by thunder dozens of times, leaving only a phantom that could dissipate at any time.

"Nine Infants, are you guilty?" Master Pudu said slowly.

Jiu Ying was almost taken away by the Nine Nether Fire just now, and was rescued by Master Pudu, his expression was a little gloomy, and he muttered: "The junior is guilty. But Master, I still want to go back to it. ”

"It's not wrong to want to come back, but it's a pity that the way you do things is very wrong. If it weren't for the poor monks to wake up in time, I'm afraid this world would face a bloody storm again. Did you know that there is no right or wrong thing in some things, the key is whether you can do things with someone in mind? If you are dedicated to yourself, I am afraid that you may go down the wrong path, but if you can be mindful of others, then you will not go too far. ”

Master Pudu taught him earnestly, even if Jiu Ying made such a big mistake, he was still pointing and reminding him.

Jiu Ying was silent, his face was ugly, but it was not difficult to see that he had some remorse, knelt on the ground, and said: "Thank you Master for teaching, after the junior returns, he should think about it behind closed doors and reflect on himself." In this life, there will be no more delusional attempts to open the path of heaven. ”

Master Purdue nodded, not looking at him again. The road ahead depends on how Jiu Ying goes, and Master Pudu has already ignited a little kindness in his heart.

"Gluttony, although you have been a murderer and committed heinous murders, but seeing that you do have a heart of repentance now, and you did not give in to the face of the Nine Nether Fire before, it can be seen that your heart has been well tempered. The Buddha said, the sea of suffering is boundless, and I hope that your Dao heart will be completed as soon as possible and you will achieve positive results. ”

Master Pudu said slowly towards the big-bellied ancestor, still containing infinite compassion.

"Thank you to the master for your advice, the younger generation will definitely be self-denial, enlighten the heart, and live up to the master's expectations. The big-bellied ancestor also knelt down to thank him.

Everyone was grateful for what Master Pudu said, and they all had enlightenment in their hearts. His words are like rain after rain, nourishing the hearts and souls of everyone.

Everyone looked at his fading figure and the still dancing flame in his hand.

At this time, the entire martial arts arena was silent, and Master Pudu looked around, as if looking for something.

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