A stubborn stone, living in the spiritual fire, all kinds of flames licking the stubborn stone, so that the temperature on the surface of the stubborn stone has risen extremely quickly.

However, the fire in the outside world is monstrous, the fierce flames are rolling, but the stubborn stone is still unchanged, chaotic, emitting an infinite amount of gray light, enveloping the surrounding square circle, not disturbed by the outside world.

Zhang Ling's mind was stable, holding Yuan Shouyi, and putting his body in the flames to roast, although the power of the innate spiritual fire was too huge, and Zhang Ling's strength could not resist at all, but he was still unmoved, allowing the flame to burn.

"Crackling......" The chaotic aura flowed, and there seemed to be stones on the surface of the stubborn stone, turning into dust, and disappearing into the air.

I don't know how high the temperature inside the flame that is comparable to the blow of a monk in the Golden Immortal Realm, and the rocks all over the mountain have been melted into fluid, flowing along the mountain road, like a long river of glazed colors.

Although the temperature of the flame is high, Zhang Ling is not irresistible, he was born in Hongmeng, he was born as an innate body, surrounded by chaotic aura, although this spiritual fire is domineering, but it has made Zhang Ling.

The endless flames scorched the body of the stubborn stone, refining Zhang Ling's aura even more refined, and an infinite amount of flames rolled and flowed along the stubborn stone, removing the impurities on the surface of the stubborn stone.

It is the process of removing the turnip and preserving the essence, forging Zhang Ling's body more condensed and solid, like a piece of jade, and ordinary spiritual treasures are difficult to destroy.

Taishang Laojun's eyebrows were slightly raised, his white eyebrows were stretched, and his eyes showed curiosity, looking at the top of the big mountain.

There, the flames turned the rocks into fluid, which was glazed in color, and the occasional thunderstorm of the dry sky condensed by the flames stirred up the fluid.

Fu Xi's blow was so powerful, even Lao Tzu was slightly surprised in his heart, after all, Fu Xi only had the strength of the middle stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and he had only heard that he was good at formation, but he was not good at fighting.

This time, it was discovered that Fu Xi had reached a point where he was supernatural and otherworldly, but his combat effectiveness was not weak at all.

"These two siblings can make friends. Taishang Laojun bowed slightly, and such a thought had already risen in his heart, Nuwa was his junior sister, so he naturally needed to be close to maintain his status as a disciple of Xuanmen and a senior brother of Nuwa.

But after that, Nuwa's brother Fu Xi also became an object of friendship in his heart.

"I just don't know how the fifth junior brother is, whether he can survive the current hurdle. Lao Jun's eyes flickered, looking at the gray aura in the spiritual fire.

The stronger Fu Xi's strength is, the stronger his attack power is, but for Zhang Ling, the greater the danger to him.

This fifth junior disciple, as a closed disciple of Hongjun, only had the realm of heavenly immortals when he was transformed, although he had not seen him for a while, he had made some progress, and at this time it was the late realm of heavenly immortals, but in the eyes of Lao Jun, it was still not worth mentioning, but it was just destroyed in the palm of his hand.

But among the three thousand Hongchen guests in Zixiao Palace, he is the person who is most like Hongjun, conforming to the way of heaven, ruling by inaction, Hongjun accepted Zhang Ling as an apprentice, became his junior disciple, closed disciple, and he went with the flow.

The teacher naturally has a reason to do this, so why should he dig into it, but just let it go.

But even so, he was also curious about Zhang Ling's background and feet, so when Fu Xi waved the fan, the power was huge, but he didn't stop it, but the thoughts in his heart were the same as everyone else.

I want to know what the strength of this junior brother is and what his background is.

The spiritual fire leveled the entire mountain cliff, even if he was secretly surprised by such a power, he didn't expect Zhang Ling to persevere, which made him a little more cautious in his heart.

It seems that this junior brother has a certain strength, and the teacher's vision is really not bad.

But faintly, in the firelight, there was an increasing aura that made him change from prudence to admiration.

"The little junior brother is really not a mortal, the spiritual fire forges the true body, and the stubborn stone becomes the avenue!" Lao Jun sighed softly and said.

Tongtian Daoist nodded, and there was already a little more respect in his voice, "With the help of spiritual fire to exercise the true body, the little junior brother is guided by the situation, and his mind is unparalleled." He paused slightly, and then said: "Before I lost it, I still looked down on him a little, but I shouldn't have it." ”

He is a sincere person, he does not hide his inner thoughts at all, he loves and hates clearly, and his personality is like rigidity, and he says that he admires it, that is really admired in his heart.

Yuan Shi Tianzun's eyes flashed, and on the gorgeous shirt, the aura was shining, but he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

Nuwa's beautiful eyebrows trembled slightly, her beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, she was dedicated to the Tao, the stronger the strength of the Xuanmen disciples, the more powerful the little junior brother she had, the more happy she was in her heart.

Lightly opening her red lips, Nuwa exhaled like an orchid and said, "This little junior brother is really extraordinary. ”

The banana fan in Fu Xi's palm has a shining spiritual light, lingering fire, surrounded by a little innate sun qi, making this high-grade innate spiritual treasure extraordinary, and it is extraordinary at first glance.

His eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the firelight, an originally faint aura was becoming more condensed and vast, just like a spark of stars, after hardships, it had the potential to burn the prairie fire.

Fu Xi stroked his palms and smiled, and said: "But I didn't expect that with the help of a blow from the banana fan, I wanted to break the formation, but I achieved you in the dark." ”

Everyone performed differently, but there is no doubt that Zhang Ling's great perseverance, determination, and great opportunity have shocked their hearts and added a little respect.

In the firelight, a stubborn stone jumped slightly, and a spiritual fire entered from the seven orifices of the stubborn stone, and after a cycle, it was spit out again, and the spiritual fire had become slightly gloomy, but the energy had been consumed a lot, and it was used to forge the inside of the stubborn stone.

Zhang Ling not only tempered the exterior with the help of spiritual fire, but also swallowed spiritual fire, removed the impurities in the body, returned to the original, and derived the innate nature.

After dozens of breaths, the spiritual fire has slowly dissipated, Fu Xi with the help of the sun banana fan of the blow, although the power is huge, but after all, the follow-up is weak, although it is strong for a while, the rocks all over the mountain have become fluid, but after all, there is a moment of dissipation.

The spiritual fire slowly receded, and the liquid rocks all over the mountain also began to condense, but after a dozen breaths, they no longer flowed at all, but became entangled, becoming a new rock, the color of glass, faintly transparent, and very beautiful.

However, this mountain of flowers and trees has been reduced to ashes, and it will take some time to grow again and restore the old scene.

Fortunately, Zhou Shan Zhong is beautiful and full of aura, which shortens the process a lot.

A few years later, it must have been a scene of life again.

The spiritual fire receded, and a stubborn stone had already appeared in everyone's sight, only to see that the seven orifices of the stubborn stone were faintly still on fire, but the fire had not completely dissipated.

With one exhale and one inhalation, the chaotic aura swelled out, and then condensed into a ball, like the beating of the heart, which was extremely regular.

The surface of the stubborn stone is still gray, and there seems to be no change, but everyone present is a great supernatural person, but they feel that this stubborn stone has undergone earth-shaking changes compared to before, and it is more condensed and stronger.

It seems that even the acquired spirit treasure is difficult to leave the slightest mark on it, and only the innate spirit treasure can cause some damage to this stubborn stone.

Suddenly, a flame suddenly spit out from the mouth and nose of the stubborn stone, several meters long, condensed but not dispersed, and the mouth spat out: "It hurts me!"