Everyone knows that Chen Changan is just a mortal without any cultivation, even if he is wearing the Holy Son battle suit with strong defense.

The Holy Son's battle suit can only withstand the full force of the monk in the early stage of the merger, and the fire of the golden crow at this time has burned the flame of a monk in the late stage of the merger.

Coupled with the fact that he was only a mortal body, how could he withstand such a strong flame.

In the eyes of everyone, after Chen Changan touched this flame, he would be instantly burned by the power of the flame, and finally turned into ashes, leaving no trace of flesh and blood.

Between this consciousness, all the disciples around looked at Chen Changan with the eyes of the dead, not caring at all that Chen Chang'an was the holy son of the Yaochi Holy Land, a person who belonged to them.

In their eyes, Brother Chen Changan deserved it, if it weren't for his arrogance, if it weren't for his confident attitude, he wouldn't have died under such an attack.

If you want to blame, he is a mortal, and he has obtained an identity that he will not be able to have in his life by despicable means, and he will not end up like this.

So in everyone's mind, Chen Changan is an ant mortal who talks about sentient beings, and has gained something that he should not have, nor a status that he should hold.

The Eastern Emperor Taijun's golden crow fire, which could also burn all things, instantly swung towards Chen Changan with a punch.

With the appearance of flames, the surrounding world fell into the realm of flames, and the space melted instantly, and the void was filled with the light of flames.

The dazzling light instantly shone on the entire surroundings, and the monks whose realm cultivation was lower than the middle stage of the merger couldn't bear such a strong light and closed their eyes.

A trace of mana appeared in Yang Jingxuan's hand beside Chen Chang'an, wanting to stop this dazzling golden crow fire.

"Hehe, the little golden crow is only a fire, the glow of the fluorescent moon, and he wants to fight with me, this is an axe from the class, and he can't do it!"

In the face of such a flame, Chen Changan calmly stopped Yang Jingxuan, who wanted to make a move, with a look of disdain on his face.

Yang Jingxuan was stunned at first, looking at Chen Changan, who was confident and extremely confident at this time, she stopped her move, and then stood behind Chen Changan.

She wanted to see what kind of method Chen Changan had to resolve it, which represented the golden crow fire that burned the heavens and the earth and burned all things.

Chen Changan opened his mouth unhurriedly, and blew softly towards the flames.

This breath is colorless, tasteless, and invisible, but the moment it appears, it is like a violent wind, a tornado, and it hits the flames.

A huge explosion sounded, and everything around ...... was like ruins in front of everyone's eyes.

The disciples who had just closed their eyes by the dazzling bright light of the Golden Crow Fire opened their eyes one after another, looking at all this curiously.

"This ...... How is this possible!"

These disciples who opened their eyes looked at everything in front of them like ruins, their mouths could not be articulated, their expressions trembled, and they looked at all this in disbelief.

Because the golden crow at this time is too handsome, the same ligament, and the place is surrounded by the fire of the golden crow, and the residual flames are burning.

But Chen Changan, who was the target, stood in place lightly, and the whole person seemed to be nothing.

For a period of time, many disciples who didn't know why showed doubts on their faces, and they looked at the others on both sides to ask for answers.

At this time, the only person who really knows the reason for all this is Yang Jingxuan herself.

Her mouth was in a row, and a shocked expression appeared on her face, looking at Chen Changan.

Because she really saw how Chen Changan solved this trick just now, so that she had some tricky golden crow fires.

Just relying on the breath that came out of his mouth, that breath didn't even Yang Jingxuan knew what kind of breath it was.

It seems to have great power, but it seems ordinary, like an ordinary breath.

However, Yang Jingxuan didn't think in her heart that it was just Chen Changan's breath.

Subconsciously thought that this was a certain kind of magic power that Chen Chang'an cultivated, or a powerful secret treasure.

Only in this way can it be explained clearly, Chen Changan can dissolve the other party's Golden Crow Fire with only one breath.

However, Yang Jingxuan didn't know that this was an ordinary breath that Chen Changan spit out.

It's like a breath from a mortal, but this mortal is Chen Changan.

"Damn!"

Donghuang Taijun, who was on the side, showed anger on his face, he didn't expect that Chen Changan, a mortal, would actually have a secret treasure and transform his own Golden Crow Fire.

However, Donghuang Taijun didn't expect that this was Chen Changan's ordinary blowing.

Because in his mind, Chen Changan was the holy son of the Yaochi Holy Land, so he naturally had the life-saving magic weapon given to him in the Holy Land.

As everyone knows, now Chen Changan has not received a magic weapon from the Yaochi Holy Land, if he wants to use a magic weapon, it is just the holy son battle suit on his body.

"What if Chen Changan has a secret treasure, you are just a mortal. ”

Donghuang Taijun said angrily on the side, but at this time he didn't make the first move.

Because when the Golden Crow Fire was just cast, he began to hesitate halfway through, and almost delayed his plan?

But the power of the flame is still no income, and there is still one-tenth of the strength left, otherwise it will not be possible, so that Chen Changan can easily dodge.

Yang Jingxuan, who was in Yibin, was also aware of this, and showed a vigilant look on her face.

She knew that Donghuang Taijun didn't make a move at this time, he must be hiding some shocking secret, waiting for them to make a move.

The emperors who didn't know why on the side heard the words of Donghuang Taijun.

There was a look of enlightenment on their faces, and some people showed a disdainful smile, and whispered to Chen Changan:

"Just now I thought that the Holy Son had some powerful supernatural powers, or that he had concealed some strength and deceived us. ”

"I can't imagine that the Holy Son is still an ordinary person, and it is completely by relying on the secret treasure that he can block the golden crow fire of the Eastern Emperor Taijun just now!"

For a moment, the surrounding disciples showed disdain on their faces, after all, relying on magic weapons alone, secret treasures to win.

In the eyes of these monks, it is unrealistic, not using their true strength to win.

Yang Jingxuan, who was on the side, looked at the gazes of these disciples in the Holy Land, with a disappointed expression on his face, and shook his head helplessly.

With the performance of these people, she seemed very disappointed and regretful, because she knew.

There has always been such a clear rule in the cultivation world, luck, magic weapons, and chances are also a measure of a monk's strength.

But Yang Jingxuan did not come out to explain, but came to Chen Changan, and said to Donghuang Taijun with a solemn look:

"Donghuang Taijun, I don't care what you have in mind, now I want you to be honest, and those guys who are hiding in the ditch. ”

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