The punch fell, and the ashes scattered in all directions with a little residual flame, but...

Cheng Snake Tiger frowned slightly, jumped out of the ruins a few feet away, quietly, looked at the ruins, perhaps... It should be said that it is more appropriate to be in the ruins of grandeur.

In a short time, the entire ruins burned again, like haystacks set on fire by flames.

And Honglie... It was like a burning man, stepping out of the ruins alone.

Although according to common sense, the cultivation of Tuohai is not strong enough to heal the physical body in an instant, but... Only when he survived the catastrophe, he was an outlier.

The ability to destroy the body is to heal it again, and this process is to do the tribulation.

If you live, you live, and if you don't, you die.

And Honglie is also in his side, although he was destroyed by the sincere snake and tiger with his fist, but in an instant, he was reborn by healing again.

“··· Is it a catastrophe..."

Cheng Snake Tiger Yu looked at Honglie, who was directly in the flames, and Yu muttered.

Many years ago, he had also spent the same kind of desolation and catastrophe, so he also understood that in the short moment of surviving the catastrophe, the changes of the monks... It's going to be so obvious, and it's going to be so obvious.

Although it is only a short moment, but its current grandeur...

But if it is about the healing power of the physical body, then it is comparable to the normal Nirvana realm monk.

···“ Is this the power of the sea? ”

Honglie Yu raised a hand, looked at the arm that was still burning, and muttered to himself.

“··· The door of life, I seem...

I seem to know why he is called numerology. ”

After speaking, his two big hands violently reversed the void and slapped together.

Without saying a word, a seemingly illusory stone gate gradually emerged from behind it.

It was a stone gate that seemed to be ethereal as far as the eye could see, and the stone door was all earthy gray, and within the frame of the stone door, and above the body of the door, there were all rising flames.

And in the middle of its door, there is an ancient text, which does not come from the characters on the Lanli Continent...

It's a kind of, as if from, a kind of character from an endless ancient time...

Although Honglie didn't know what that word was, but... But he could vaguely guess that the word was named: "Sheng".

The soaring flames in the door frame burned like an endless, eternal one, at the other end of the stone door...

But no one knows where it leads to on the other side.

He folded his hands, and the stone gate gradually turned into nothingness again, returned, and merged into his body.

And not long after the stone gate disappeared, the flames that were still burning above its body were gradually extinguished at this moment.

Leaving only Honglie, Yu was naked, standing in his place.

His physical body is already strong, but after surviving the desolate tribulation at this moment, it is even more powerful, and it seems that his muscles with clear water chestnuts are like pieces of iron, giving people a powerful feeling.

He first shook his fingers, causing a crackling sound of bones, and only after half a sound did he continue to murmur:

"The Gate of Life...

Until now, I really found out, it turned out to be the first time...

Really 'lived'. ”

He murmured this, and it was not until he opened the door that he realized that the world around him seemed completely different from what had been before.

····· He clearly heard the roars, the fights, and... In the distance, the night wind, the sound of constant flow.

He saw clearly the ruins around him, the snake and tiger in front of him, and... Not far away, the crowd was still fighting.

Ever since he opened the door, he could see in the darkness of the night, the scene that he had not seen, and although it was still night, everything was as bright and transparent as day in the eyes of the great eyes of the moment.

The door of numerology, the door of life, as its name suggests, only to open this door, its monks... It was the real beginning, the life of his monk... Degree of literature