Chapter Seventy-Six: Each Shows His Powers
Xiao Shami stepped into the sea of fire step by step without hesitation, but the scene of being swallowed up in an instant did not appear in the eyes of everyone.
Qi Yan looked at the steaming mist on Xiao Shami's body and the golden light that flashed and flowed, and thought in his heart, if he guessed correctly, Xiao Shami probably also used exercises such as vajra body protection.
The bright yellow sea blue suit on Xiao Shami's body was refined into nothing by the scorching magma, and a faint layer of golden light was faintly visible under the mist shrouded in his body.
The example of the little novice made many of the monks watching from the other side seem to have forgotten the fate of the two loose cultivators.
Qi Yan took a deep breath, and then exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and his throat that wanted to smoke was more comfortable, but he was interrupted just about to speak.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I ...... If I hadn't touched the statue rashly before, I might not have entered this secret realm,...... , I guess you can try it with the method of the five elements,...... Contemptible Lin Mo is willing to be the second person!" The few words of the Tuxing Sect monk Lin Mo were intermittent and extremely difficult, and after the last sentence he finished speaking, he vomited a mouthful of black blood.
Is there the law of the five elements? Mutual restraint, only water overcomes fire, looking at this volcanic hell, Qi Yan did not find a trace of the existence of water, he was a little surprised that Lin Mo of the Earth Xing Sect could think of the five elements to restrain each other.
The attribute of the Diamond Sutra that he cultivated should be gold, right? But the fire is gold! Qi Yan was very unsure if he could use the diamond gold to safely cross this sea of fire.
The dirty blood sticking to the ground was still sizzling, and Lin Mo's mouth next to him was moving silently, and gradually his whole person was wrapped in a layer of earthy brown protective shield as sticky as mud.
Qi Yan watched Lin Mo who was wrapped in mud step into the sea of fire, and immediately thought of the famous flower chicken, the layer of mud on Lin Mo's body was roasted and cracked, and then it was re-pasted by invisible water.
Qi Yan closed his eyes, he couldn't bear to see that Lin Mo might become a miserable man, and he silently recited the Diamond Sutra in his mouth and stepped into the sea of fire.
Almost the moment he stepped in, Qi Yan was burned by the scorching heat that devoured his bones, and he didn't know how much perseverance the little novice had to take a step and pronounce the Buddha's name.
It seemed that he couldn't feel the existence of his legs anymore, and the hot breath between his breaths instantly invaded his internal organs and even the dantian, and Qi Yan's heart became suffocating, and he thought that he was going to be burned to ashes.
After a burst of piercing pain, Qi Yan gently twisted the toes in his shoes a few times, the heaviness seemed to be reduced, and the Diamond Sutra was silently recited, and he lifted his legs slowly like an old man who was about to die.
Chasing the figures of Xiao Shami and Lin Mo, Qi Yan silently recited the Diamond Sutra in his heart, and slowly he saw that the meridians in his body were plated with a layer of pale gold, which had never happened before.
At the beginning of the stage of cultivating the Diamond Sutra, until now that it has reached the second level, it will only float a golden glow on the body, and even the meridians have been plated with a layer of golden light, but there has never been a thing, is it because it has been tempered by hellfire?
Qi Yan heard a few pops behind him and then went silent, after hearing the sound, he paused for a moment, probably someone was devoured again, and then the sound of several magic weapons being sacrificed sounded for a while and then returned to silence.
He didn't look back, whether it was Leng Yunyi, Ting Zhi, or even those unknown monks, Qi Yan didn't want to see the moment when these people were devoured again, it would not only cause a great psychological panic to himself, but also make people feel that they were insignificant.
I have always felt that the monks who are superior to others are even more insignificant in front of these irresistible challenges, and their cultivation is endless, and the challenges they face are endless, after all, there are people outside the world, and all that can be done well is to walk the path under your feet.
After taking a few breaths slowly, Qi Yan would hold his breath once, clenching his teeth, enduring the heart-burning pain, and there was no sweat on his body, only bursts of steaming heat rising and falling.
Probably Sun Wukong was much sadder than he is now in Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace, after all, it is a samadhi real fire!
Qi Yan is dedicated to several things, and he has to erect a spiritual pillar for himself to support him in the midst of hardship.
In the corner of his eye, he suddenly found that there was a touch of vivid emerald green in this red sea of fire.
When I looked over, I saw a man standing on the narrow leaves, the ends of the leaves slightly upturned, like a light boat swaying in the rough lava.
Leng Yunyi, who was still dressed in black, held his hands in front of his chest, his fingers kept changing, and his frowning brows showed that he seemed to be struggling as well.
The light boat continued to advance and retreat with the undercurrent magma, seemingly moving slowly, but in fact it was moving steadily.
Not far behind Leng Yunyi, Ting Zhi stepped on a clear spring with a pair of feet, and when Ting Zhi's figure was about to approach, Qi Yan saw clearly where there was a clear spring, which was clearly the musket that Long Xiang swore to snatch.
The ice-blue flame burning on the musket burned quietly at Ting Zhi's feet, and from a distance, it looked like a clear spring.
Silently glanced back at the rest of the monks, there were two less monks among the previous sixteen, plus the two scattered cultivators who had been annihilated before, and now there were only twelve people left in this secret realm.
Some of these people are in the same sea of fire, and some are on the magic weapon, Qi Yan once again deeply felt the sentence that the eight immortals crossed the sea to show their magical powers.
I feel sorry for those few monks who have disappeared, and I feel glad for these remaining people, he has always thought that it is stupid to do those fearless sacrifices when he is not capable, which is probably the destruction of heaven and earth if people do not do it for themselves!
Not far ahead, the sound of the little novice announcing the Buddha was no longer clear, and the mud on Lin Mo's body was getting thicker and thicker, and he could only vaguely distinguish a person, the further he went, the higher the temperature, but the end was still hidden in the dark.
The color of the muscles and veins in his body became golden and dazzling, and Qi Yan sensed that there was a piercing coolness in his body slowly devouring the hot breath, and he felt very comfortable when he first appeared, but he was quickly replaced by unbearable.
Hot on the outside and cold on the inside, Qi Yan felt the extreme feeling of the two heavens of ice and fire.
"Ahh
With an exclamation of surprise, Qi Yan used his divine sense to investigate, and there was no one missing around him, and suddenly several figures fell from the top of his head.
Could it be that there are still unlucky people who have been introduced to this secret realm? Qi Yan didn't think about it, he sacrificed the Qinglong Xuanjian to steadily catch the few figures that were about to fall into the magma, and the sword body was thrown to the shore.
The Blue Dragon Xuanjian let out a brisk roar as if it had completed its mission, and burrowed into the ring.
Then there was a crackle, and dozens of figures fell to the ground on the shore.