Chapter 477 The collision of immortal and divine arts
The heavenly fire was a hundred feet in circumference, condensing into a round of scorching sun, scorching the sky and distorting the atmosphere. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The heat wave is rolling and sweeping in all directions, even if it is a hundred miles away, there is a hot feeling of being scorched by the flames.
And in front of Qingyuan's eyes, the scorching sun of the hundred zhang heavenly fire fell down violently.
The pressure is so great that it can crush the mountain.
The fire in the sky is blazing enough to burn all things.
Magic!
......
"Eight Fire Dragon Dao!"
And in Qingyuan's hand, the fairy fire Zhenyan flickered and pressed on the ancient mirror.
The back of the ancient mirror was close to his palm, and in an instant, a dragon roar came from inside.
In the smooth mirror surface of the ancient mirror, a dragon's head suddenly poked out, with clear scales and horns, full of vicissitudes of ancient meaning, with dragon whiskers fluttering and white fire burning.
One dragon head after another, a total of eight.
Eight dragon heads, different from the past.
This eight-headed fire dragon has scales like a majestic and mighty one, but it is no longer the color of red flames like before.
This eight-headed fire dragon is as white as frost and snow, but it ...... The meaning is that the blazing is better than the heavenly fire!
This is fairy fire!
This is immortal magic!
The secret legend of Zixiao Palace, eight fire dragon paths!
......
The white eight-headed fire dragon shook its head and tail, facing the scorching sun.
Eight dragon heads, surrounding the scorching sun, seemed to defend it.
The next moment, however, there was a roar.
Eight fiery dragons wrapped around it in an instant.
The flames are burning, and the dragons are wringing.
With a loud bang, a dragon head in the middle suddenly lifted, and then hit head-on, and it was the dragon head that crashed into the scorching sun.
There was a loud bang.
Flames swept in all directions.
This is a collision between immortal and divine arts.
The sonic boom is thousands of miles away, threatening all directions.
......
Barbarian.
Although thousands of miles away, there is still a trend of shock in the north.
The mortal perception of the tribe is still shallow, but there is an inexplicable panic.
It's just that Fang Ming and the other four, all of them are cultivators, and their Taoism is not low, and they all sensed the scorching meaning coming from the momentum, which made people hot and throbbing, and couldn't help but feel horrified.
"The fighting method between the two of them actually has such momentum?"
A look of horror appeared in Fang Ming's expression, no matter how calm he was, no matter how calm his mood was, he also trembled a little, "I don't know how many miles away, the aftermath is still terrifying...... To be able to fight to such a point, no matter which side it is, is not something we can be delusional about......"
The so-called conspiracy before, before such momentum, inevitably seemed too ridiculous.
It's like a three-year-old child, planning how to punch between two great martial arts masters.
Fang Ming glanced at it, Huo He Sang, who was born in the northern tribe, as a master of Gu worms, was crawling with all kinds of trembling insects at this moment, and there was still a panicked look of horror on his face, and he was trying his best to appease these Gu worms who were instinctively afraid......
Gu insects were originally a powerful means used by Huo He Sang to fight the method, but at this moment, it came from instinctive fear, not to mention that it was difficult to move even if it was used to fight.
Fang Ming remembered the so-called plan before, even if he really had the opportunity to face the two who were fighting, the four of them were just ants.
For example, this Huo He Sang, the Gu worm in his hand was so frightened that he couldn't move, so he became a waste, and he, the Gu raiser, lost the Gu worm, and he was just a weak person.
"Unattainable. ”
Fang Ming muttered to himself, and his heart couldn't help but be a little trance-like.
However, at this moment, there was a sudden tremor under his feet, and his hearts and minds trembled.
The four of them turned to look at each other in unison.
The land is trembling.
The volcano is shaking.
Black and white smoke and dust are rising.
The smell of earth fire and the signs of melting rocks are all in sight.
Volcanoes are about to erupt.
Fang Ming's pupils shrank suddenly.
The other three exclaimed, "Run!"
"Can't escape!" Fang Ming was shocked, a light flashed in his mind, and he whispered: "I can escape from the present, and I can't escape those two ...... afterwards"
Xin Baikut said angrily: "Do you want to accompany these mortals to death here? That's the earth fire, can you stop it?"
Fang Ming gritted his teeth and said, "No, the earth fire is underground, what we want to stop is only the molten rock slurry juice." ”
Thinking like this, he was inexplicably certain in his heart, and said: "The terrain here is strange, after the magma erupts, it will cool down quickly in the air, and after it lands, it will condense quite quickly. We just need to stop the magma in front of us to avoid falling into the tribe, after the eruption in the air, after the overflow of the road here, the temperature will inevitably be a little lower, and it is not difficult to succeed. ”
Seeing that the three of them were still hesitating, he said: "The barbarian tribe was far away ago, without the god of fire, and it could still survive, but the terrain here is favorable, are we still not as good as the barbarian ancestors?"
"You are cultivators, and you should be smart people, you should think carefully, and you escaped this time...... No matter which side wins, we will not be able to escape the fate. But after turning the tide, neither the benevolent Mr. Kiyohara nor the fire god who regards the barbarian tribe as a divine domain will punish the four of you and me severely. ”
"Wealth is in danger, let alone life?"
Fang Ming's tone was low, but in fact, there was a bit of confusion.
Even his words, his thoughts, were not so clear.
He had many fears in his heart.
Fear doesn't come from the volcano in front of you.
Rather, with a little distant aftermath, the two who could shake the volcano.
......
To the north.
Five thousand eight hundred miles.
There were gods here.
There used to be a treasure here.
The arrival of the army of Later Yuan and Meng, comparable to the gods of human immortals, was killed by the 100,000 army, and by the luck of heaven and earth, the incense and wish power from the condensation of people's hearts were dispersed, and thus disappeared.
Not far from here, under a crypt.
Suddenly, two golden rays of light burst out from the darkness.
That's the gaze.
"...... in that direction"
The old man's voice was a little contemplative.
Although it was nearly 6,000 miles apart, the aftermath of the Fighting Method was already quite weak here, and even the Venerable Master of the Six Heavens was difficult to detect, but it was already beyond the Venerable Master's realm within the division of Taoist cultivation.
"More than 6,800 miles to go here, nearly 7,000 miles, there seems to be a tribe called the barbarians, located under the volcano, and there are gods in it, which have been killed by Yuanmeng, how can there be any movement?"
It suddenly got up, broke through the rock formations, and rose into the air.
But when the ground cracked open, a figure leaped out.
This is a black ape.
But it was as tall as a foot, with arms above the knees, ears hanging down the shoulders, pale golden eyes, and a handful of white hair on the top of its head, which looked quite dazzling under the black fur all over its body.
It is a mandrill, but it has a rickety body and a twilight breath.
It's very old.
"Why is the old man a little uneasy in his heart?"
The old mandrill clutched his chest, derived from the blood of the demon fairy, and was jumping.
That's a sign of unease.
The old mandrill looked in the direction of the south and muttered to himself: "The general trend of the gods, the chaos of the heavens, the mixed luck of luck, and now that they are close to 10,000 miles, it is time to let these juniors settle down." ”
With the sound, its body sank beneath the earth.
The earth that was lifted open was suddenly buried back.
......
Endless flames.
Sky.
Earth.
As far as the eye can see, there is an endless stream of fire.
Red divine fire, white fairy Yan.
Entangled.
Within a radius of 100 miles, it turned into a field of fire.
The clouds melted and the sky distorted.
The land is melting, and magma is everywhere.
And in the middle, there was a figure that stood up slowly, one foot taller, and his body was strong.
"Junior......
He said in a hoarse voice, "Ever since I sat firmly on the throne of God, all the enemies I have seen have been able to destroy them with a wave of my hand." Today you have made this seat so embarrassed, and even though you die, you are still ...... glorious" (To be continued.) )