There are ten flavors of different fire between heaven and earth, the three flavors of true fire belong to the sky, the three flavors of yin fire belong to the earth, and the three flavors of yang fire belong to people.

The Nirvana True Flame is a kind of True Fire, which was originally a wisp of residual flame left by the Phoenix Nirvana in the Taigu Hongmeng Era, and later ascended into the sky with the Phoenix and was eternal and immortal. This Dinghai Divine Turtle originally inhabited the depths of the lava and fire sea in the center of the earth, and its yin fire could transform into real fire, and it stepped on four auspicious fire clouds.

In addition to respect, Chu Yunchuan was also deeply aware that his life was greatly threatened.

Although the Nirvana True Flame is the flame of rebirth, it is also the flame of annihilation, the body, the primordial spirit, and the destiny, nothing is burned! At this moment, Chu Yunchuan feels like the yolk in the egg, the difference is that the thing that surrounds him is not a soft egg white, but a cool real fire!

The Origin Qi of the Sevenfold Venerable Rank Nirvana Realm, the protective body wall membrane condensed when it was released to the limit, was as fragile as a thin layer of window paper in the environment surrounded by fireballs, and it was incinerated in an instant! The ruthless true flame seeped into the body, and even the cold refining qi of the thousand-year-old ice spirit bead could not completely expel the power of incineration, and the blood veins were stagnant, and the trembling internal organs could collapse into ashes at any time.

Bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down from Chu Yunchuan's forehead, if he didn't fight back, he would be destroyed!

"I respect you as a divine beast, you actually want me to die!" Chu Yunchuan never felt that killing was a very happy thing, but when his life was threatened, he never minded killing all sides. He took a breath and warned again before his body protection power completely collapsed: "I'll say it again, if you just want to test me, you can stop! If you really have eyes and don't know the true immortal, don't blame me for turning my face and being ruthless!"

"Hmph, ignorant boy, I want to see what you do!"

The Divine Turtle spat out a mouthful of flames, and the fireball's incineration barrier instantly doubled, wrapping Chu Yunchuan in it.

In the fireball, Chu Yunchuan's body was so immobilized that he couldn't move.

In a fit of rage, Chu Yunchuan couldn't help but scold angrily: "I don't know what is alive or dead, the tiger is not powerful, you should be a sick cat when you are the deity!" This fireball barrier is too thick, it is impossible to break it, Chu Yunchuan released the Nine Extremes Red Refining Essence!

With the urging of mana, the Nine Extremes Red Refining Essence was like a fire-devouring demon, and in the blink of an eye, the thick fireball barrier was weakened by more than half. At this time, the fire light of the Nine Extremes Red Refining was also strong to the limit, it was an incomparably pure true spirit qi, and the whole body was crystal clear, as if it had been reborn, which surprised Chu Yunchuan.

"Extinguish!"

Chu Yunchuan roared, causing the thousand-year-old ice spirit bead to fly out of the life palace, and quickly released the ice spirit breath. When that ice blue qi erupted inside the fireball, there was a loud bang, and the weak fireball was extinguished without a trace, killing that, the breath of the entire dungeon was much cooler.

The perfect combination of ice and fire made the turtle stunned for a while.

It stared at the angry Chu Yunchuan incredulously, and a complicated expression appeared in the turtle's eyes. And Chu Yunchuan on the opposite side, at this time, his left palm was holding the ice blue flickering thousand-year-old ice spirit bead, and his right palm was holding the Nine Extremes Red Refining Essence of the Quenching Liudan, and his body was full of angry origin qi lingering around his body, and his long hair and clothes were dancing without wind in the soaring murderous aura.

"Toast and don't eat and drink!Hmph!" Chu Yunchuan asked coldly: "The deity asks again! Is the heavenly machine you are carrying related to the recreation of the derivative realm?!"

“......！！！”

The turtle let out a roar, as if he understood something, and did not attack again. At this moment, ten thousand rays of golden light shot out from its high and sudden mountain-like back! Immediately, the golden light was derived into words in the void, and one after another was reflected in Chu Yunchuan's eyes.

When he finished reading the last word, Chu Yunchuan's face showed surprise.

At this time, in the Yanhuang Sect far away in the Northern Wilderness, someone was also peeking at this miracle.

His name is Situ Sheng.

Compared to the supreme sect of other sects in the immortal martial world, he does not have that kind of arrogance, and he does not have the kind of transcendent realm that sees through the red dust in his eyes, he looks like a layman, an ordinary middle-aged man who likes to lean back on a chair and put his legs on the desk, and then serve a cup of tea and slowly enjoy the beautiful snow scene outside the window.

However, now the cup of fragrant Siyi tea was put on the table, and he was holding a gossip mirror in his hand.

What was reflected in the mirror was not his own appearance, but the scene of Chu Yunchuan fighting with the turtle in the dungeon, and what made him depressed was that when those mysterious words flew out of the turtle's back, he only saw half of the content, and the image in the mirror suddenly turned into a demonstrative fist.

"Did that guy find out?"

Situ Sheng's brows furrowed slightly, and he suddenly felt that he had underestimated Chu Yunchuan's energy a little. Worried, he put down the mirror, picked up his teacup and began to think quietly again.

A middle-aged man with a gun pinned to his waist walked in, and before he had time to shake off a snowflake, he stood up and saluted, and reported loudly: "General, just now the crow sent a message with a transmission note, saying that Chu Yunchuan's grasp of the recreation derivative realm does not even have a chance of winning, it was Chu Yunchuan himself!"

"Waiting for his news, the daylilies are cold...... Situ Sheng glanced at the middle-aged man nonchalantly, and said: "Wu Hao, this is not the headquarters of the Jingnan Military Region, it is called Yan Huang Sect, Yan Emperor's Yan! Yellow Emperor's Huang! Sect Master's Sect! Do you really understand what it means to follow the customs of the country? Do you need me to whisper in your ear every day like an old woman?"

"Understood! General!"

"General, I'll take your sister's army!" Situ Sheng kicked the scroll on the table to Wu Hao's chest and scolded, "Are you a pig?"

"Returning to the Palm Sect Supreme!

Wu Hao replied loudly, although it has been some years since he came to Tianshuxing, his military style has not changed at all, his waist is straight, and he doesn't even blink his eyelids in the face of the leader's madness.

"And your broken spear, do you think it can kill those demons who defy the sky?"

"Can't!"

"Then why do you keep it?"

"I'm afraid that after a long time, I will forget that I am a soldier, and I am afraid that I will forget the historical mission of coming to Tianshuxing! Therefore, the gun is in the people, and the gun is dead!"

"! Situ Sheng walked to the window with a teacup, looked at the vast snow outside the window with a heavy heart, and urged: "If there is a fart, let it go, it's okay to retreat!"

"Yes!" Wu Hao handed over a document and said solemnly: "Just now a document came from the headquarters of the military region, which has set the interstellar migration plan on the ninth day of the ninth month of September, and ordered us to do a good job of docking work before the ninth day of the ninth month of September, and there must be no mistakes!"

"How long?"

"There are six months left on Earth's agenda, and if you think so, we have 180 years here. ”

"One hundred and eighty years, one hundred and eighty years, for Xianwu Su Xiu, one hundred and eighty years can be used for a fart......" Situ Sheng took a sip of tea worriedly, pondered for a moment, and found that Wu Hao had not left yet, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Hmm. Wu Hao nodded and proposed: "Sect Leader, I don't think we can put all our eggs in one basket, after all, the possibility of success in rebuilding the derivative realm is very small, we had better be prepared for the second hand, although we have signed the "White City Treaty", if we secretly develop nuclear weapons, it is not impossible, be prepared." ”

"Do you know what a real immortal martial is?" Situ Sheng suddenly turned his head to look at Wu Hao, patted him on the shoulder and chuckled: "When one day, your physical body can burst out with nuclear power, you will find that those so-called technologies on the earth are all a fart. ”

“......！！！”

"Don't be stupid, in this world where Xianwu is respected, there are many terrifying existences, which can never be understood by those who claim to be scientific and technological geniuses on the earth, which is why I decided to sign the "White City Treaty" with Chu Yunchuan, and following the customs of the locals is the only way for us to integrate into this Xianwu world. ”

"Then do you want to put a little pressure on Chu Yunchuan?"

"Do you think he will slack off, do you know what recreating the derivative realm means to Chu Yunchuan?"

"Protect the Heavenly Pivot Star, cover the ages, and be immortal!"

"......!!!" Situ Sheng looked at Wu Hao's sincere eyes and said depressedly: "It's been three years since you came to Tianshu Star, right?

"Please teach me clearly!"

"It's a pity, I'm afraid that I'm not patient enough and can't help but smoke you, so you better go back to Earth and read a few more fantasy novels and then discuss this unfathomable issue with me. After a pause, Situ Sheng thoughtfully admonished: "You only need to understand one thing now, the most important thing is to strengthen the strength of my Yanhuang Sect, so that the Yanhuang Sect has a certain right to speak in the Immortal Martial Realm!"

"So what do we do next?"

"Send someone to the Xianling Academy Palace to squat, meet a good potential rookie elite, and dig me to the Yanhuang Sect, at all costs! There is also Hei Ze's side, tell Qin Sifan to hurry up and do his ideological work, and it is necessary to let that kid get back on track, so he said that I left a position for him as a left apologetic. ”