Is this the true fire of samadhi?

Su Changqing's eyes showed a little surprise, after all, among the many myths and stories, the most famous ones who used the move of Samadhi True Fire were Taishang Laojun and Red Boy.

The former is to use the Samadhi True Fire to calcine Sun Wukong in the Bagua Furnace, while the latter is to use the Samadhi True Fire to burn Sun Wukong when he is in the Flame Mountain.

Well???

Think about it this way......

Why do you think that the Great Sage is an unjust plaintiff?

Su Changqing was subtlely silent.

Brother Monkey, it's miserable.

Then Su Changqing's thoughts turned, Samadhi True Fire is a necessary magic skill for subduing demons and eliminating demons, fighting and punishing evil, and it belongs to common high-level Taoist techniques.

In fact, most immortals will use it, but according to Brother Monkey's fear of the samadhi true fire, then the only way to practice the samadhi true fire to the end should be Taishang Laojun and Red Boy, right?

But at the moment, it seems that the Samadhi True Fire of Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch is not bad, and it can even be said to be wonderful.

Su Changqing thought like this, and at the same time gathered his chaotic thoughts, and looked intently at the location of the Wangtian Tree.

The Roaring Sky Dog stood not far away with her, her eyes staring straight ahead, and when she saw Yang Jian use the Samadhi True Fire to deal with the tree demon, the long tail behind her couldn't help but shake down, as if she was shouting and cheering for her master.

And Xie Junyao and Xiao He on the side also looked at Yang Jian with burning eyes, especially when they felt the power contained in the nine fireballs, and even their pupils couldn't help but widen a little.

At this moment, both of them invariably flashed the idea that this person's strength would definitely surpass that of Jindan stage cultivation.

In this way, then this person is not a disciple of any sect.

Thinking of this, the two of them suddenly moved their eyes to Su Changqing's body, if I remember correctly, when the sect was in a big competition, Senior Sister Su/Xiao Sick Yangzi seemed to have summoned a divine beast that could transform into a shape.

Could it be that this young man is also a summoned divine beast?

Xie Junyao and Xiao He both thought at the same time.

Not only the two of them were guessing in their hearts, but the honey badger who was thrown into a corner by her when Su Changqing was fighting with those vines earlier was also paying attention to the situation here.

Its two dark eyes first looked at Yang Jian, who had been for a while, and then looked at Su Changqing faintly, his eyes were complex and focused, as if he was studying some advanced Olympiad problem.

The honey badger stood with its two paws behind its back, standing with its small body straight, and the black bean looked thoughtful.

Obviously, it also witnessed the scene where Yang Jian pulled Su Changqing out of the collapsed ground.

Under the complicated feelings of these people and the badger, the eyes of Zhou Baichuan and Wu Ziang were exceptionally clear, they didn't think too much about it at all, they just wanted to punch and kick the vines.

In a word, it is-

Others are making brain teasers, they're making action movies.

- I'm kicking, kicking!

- I'm fighting!

It is a portrayal of these two people at this moment.

And Yang Jian, who was fighting with the Wangtian Tree, his handsome and gorgeous face was cold, his eyebrows were like cold blades, and his eyes were like the thorns of a broken halberd, and he stared coldly at the angry and crazy Wangtian Tree.

Watch as it frantically pulls out tree roots from the ground in an attempt to fend off the oncoming fire, and watches as the roots scream and be burned to ashes by the Samadhi fire.

The young man Ruyue Yuan stood there, and then his hands slowly formed a seal, and a dignified golden light burst out from it, and the strong wind suddenly gathered from his side, as if roaring through the heavens and the earth.

Samadhi True Fire snaked along his slender and sturdy fingers, and a monstrous power erupted.

In the next moment, the huge domineering Samadhi True Fire was surging and rolling, and the light of the fire obscured all vision.

The Samadhi True Fire instantly turned into countless fireballs, and the flames immediately rose up, like a fire dragon rushing, tossing and moving to surround the Wangtian Tree, and the rich and violent aura spread unhindered.

The Heavenly Tree was already a strong crossbow bow at this time.

The trunk and roots of the tree were scorched by the blazing fire of samadhi, and the scorched black marks almost completely covered the straight trunk, and not even the resin like blood did not flow, and the mottled cracks spread out, as if they would burst at the slightest touch.

The Wangtian Tree let out a terrible scream in vain, and this wail almost wanted to pierce the eardrums of the person, but at this moment, the ground also trembled violently, smoke and dust flew in all directions, and a very strong bloody breath came from the ground.

The wind blew violently, swept the flying snow and whistled by, like an evil ghost roaring, and the surrounding heaven and earth aura withered, all of which were absorbed by the dying Wangtian Tree, which emitted a ghostly light, and the whole sky was suddenly dim.

Yang Jian is an innate god and a sanctification of the flesh, so the presence or absence of aura does not affect him in the slightest.

He watched coldly and indifferently as the Wangtian Tree was going crazy, and the vertical pupil in the center of his eyebrows slowly contracted, like a cold sword, pointing directly at the prey trembling in the dying struggle.

The whole tree of the Wangtian Tree instantly exuded a terrifying scarlet, intertwined with the charred black trunk, grotesque and treacherous, forming a strong visual impact, as if some endless stream of viscous blood came out of the ground, climbing up from the bottom of the trunk of the Wangtian Tree, and instantly dyed the whole tree red.

Covered in blood, the Wangtian Tree inexplicably had a bit of a terrifying and treacherous aura, like a demon escaping from purgatory.

The next moment, the scorched black body of the Wangtian Tree actually seemed to molt, the scorched black fell, the body of the tree became extremely scarlet, and even the surrounding blood-colored mist became more and more dense, almost like substance!

Yang Jian didn't have a bad taste for watching people or demons dying and struggling, but he had never encountered such a weak tree before, but it seemed to be quite changeable, so he couldn't help but find it interesting.

Therefore, the cold young man only raised his eyebrows almost imperceptibly, and looked at the Wangtian tree in front of him with great interest, which seemed to have just come back from dyeing his hair in a hair salon.

See what exactly it's going to do.

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