"Is he dead?"

Kurong Ancestor's thoughts were not extinguished, and the entire heaven and earth suddenly fell into a large area of golden red.

When countless green-robed old monsters swooped down and came like ants, Zhang Fan suddenly disappeared, his expression was calm, and he just slammed his opposing palms together.

"Boom~"

In an instant, the pressure reached the extreme, and then it exploded violently, and a circle of golden flames condensed like substance swept out and spread out in all directions.

The power of the mountains and the sea is like a red sky falling from the sky, hitting the earth, scattering a circle of flames, destroying all living beings.

Starting from the green-robed old monster closest to Zhang Fan, circle by circle, row by row, large areas were cut off by the waist like cutting wheat, and before they could roar, wail, or even land, they turned into dust.

After the first round of golden flames, less than half of the green-robed old monsters could resist this wave of attacks, and most of them were under the cover of their companions, gaining a glimmer of life.

Before they could recover their breath, Zhang Fan shouted several times in a row, like spring thunder on his tongue, and exploded.

"Fire, fire, fire!"

There are no mystical spells, no mysterious seals, and a simple word "fire" seems to have exhausted the mysteries between heaven and earth.

Back to basics, back to the roots!

Zhang Fan's palms suddenly opened and closed again, and if it was repeated, the flames between his palms dimmed a little bit each time, shrunk a few points, and at the same time, accompanied by a circle of golden flames, they continued to spread.

"Bang~"

When he closed his palms for the tenth time, and then pulled them apart, a wisp of green smoke swirled, and the last bit of spark between his palms swayed and extinguished in the breeze.

At the same time, the Great Golden Wufa Xiang popped out of his body, dim as transparent, like an eternal burning flame, and was extinguished little by little.

"Whew~~"

Zhang Fan let out a long breath, as if he had spit out the last bit of residual warmth in his chest, and Zhou suddenly felt a sense of coldness, as if the weather had suddenly cooled down.

Not to mention that the ten rings of fire spread out, and the vast heaven and earth seemed to be boiling, how could there be any coldness? Even if it was really a cold winter, with his cultivation that had been cold and hot for a hundred and eighty years, how could he feel any obvious coldness to the bone?

It was actually the last bit of fire in the body that was exhausted, and the relative cold feeling that was born out of thin air.

The price is not small, after ten rings of fire, Zhang Fan can hardly even maintain the Great Golden Wufa Phase.

The result is also gratifying!

All the green-robed old monsters were swept away in the first three rings of fire, and the remaining seven paths, with the momentum of thunder sweeping holes, stepped on almost every inch of land, and finally crashed into the cliffs on all sides of Changchun Valley.

At this time, the last ring of fire was broken, and the cliffs on all sides of Changchun Valley were all pitch-black and ink-colored, cracked, climbing all over the place, and they couldn't help spreading, and there were more large boulders falling down, rolling thunder, and smashing into the valley.

The valley that existed forever is still like this, not to mention the things in the Changchun Valley.

After the ten rings of fire, the entire Changchun Valley changed its appearance in an instant.

The earth is no longer fertile soil, but has become a veritable scorched earth, faintly "crackling" in the ears, but a line of roots that have never been hidden in the soil, bursting one after another.

There was no haze in the sky, and a huge canopy, with barely a complete leaf visible, was either burned by the flames as it was cast, or hung on the branches, licked by the rising flames, and instantly turned into charcoal, and with the first light breeze turned into powder.

Without the layers of branches and leaves, the whole world suddenly became clear, as if it had suddenly entered the day from the dark night.

As for the dense fog that dispersed over the Changchun Valley and attached to the branches and leaves of the old locust tree, it had long since turned into nothingness and could not be seen again.

For the first time in tens of thousands of years, Changchun Valley appeared unabashedly in the eyes of the monks of the entire Kurong Island.

With the size of the old locust tree, no matter where it is on the island, as long as people with eyes can't see the posture of the sky.

"Not good!"

"The Ancestor has been attacked!"

Countless panicked cries came from the two places outside the Changchun Valley, and at the same time, in various places on the island, any monk under the Kurong Sect was shocked.

For so many years, they have imperceptibly decided that the Kurong Ancestor is invincible and sacrosanct, but at this time, in full view of everyone, there is a big war that broke out in Changchun Valley, the nest of the Kurong Ancestor.

As long as anyone takes a look from afar, it is not difficult to see that in the face of that unknown invading enemy, Kurong Ancestor does not have any advantage.

After all, a tree that has almost stripped all its leaves is not a "good" word in any way.

......

On the edge of Kurong Island, a figure in Tsing Yi emerged from the shadow of a reef, looked in the direction of Changchun Valley, and groaned thoughtfully.

On the top of the reef, a crow startled, croaked and flew out in a hurry.

The crow stayed here for hours, never realizing that there was a figure hidden in the shadows beneath his feet.

- Han Hao!

After a moment, he raised his eyebrows, and with a look of determination in his eyes, he turned into green lightning and flew in the direction of Changchun Valley.

......

Less than a thousand feet outside Changchun Valley, a Zhenhai God Cow hid its head and exposed its tail, wagged its tail, and looked at the withered and prosperous ancestor body on Changchun Valley like a hairless rooster, and was so happy that he wanted to hum out.

"Call you arrogant, call you vicious, now I know how powerful my grandfather's master is!"

is not too awkward, the wild cow is so happy in his heart that he almost adds a tune to this sentence and hums it a hundred and eighty times.

Outside the Changchun Valley not far away, hundreds of immortal cultivators were spinning around like headless flies, wanting to enter the valley, but they didn't dare, and hesitated for a long time.

What they don't know is that two evil stars, one coming from a long distance and the other peeking not far away, are like two tornadoes, which will eventually sweep everything.

......

The words are divided into two ends, not to mention that Zhang Fan's ten rings of fire have caused chaos on Kurong Island, and the battle in the field has also entered a white-hot stage.

Zhang Fan still didn't stand up, as if he was sitting cross-legged with Kurong Ancestor, and his brows wrinkled tightly unconsciously.

In the previous ten rings of fire, he almost controlled more than half of the power, and he was heading towards the Kurong Ancestor, causing chaos in Changchun Valley and even the entire Kurong Island, but he was just a small head among them.

But even so, Kurong Ancestor can be said to be unscathed.

Ten rings of fire continued to impact, and the old trick of Kurong Ancestor blocking with branches and leaves naturally couldn't be performed, but under Zhang Fan's gaze, he resisted stubbornly.

The first ring of golden flames ignited the Kurong Ancestor into a genuine sky-high fire tree, except that there was no golden crow to settle down, it was almost the appearance of a Fusang tree.

At that time, Zhang Fan's city government was inevitably ecstatic in his heart, thinking that the victory or defeat would be decided in a battle, and the withered ancestor would turn into a tree of charcoal.

I never thought that this old monster who had lived for countless years was indeed extraordinary.

In the time since then, every time there is a ring of fire impact, the Kurong Ancestor has let it burn, but from time to time there are green lights flashing up and down Zhou's body, and every time at this time, the old skin falls off and recovers as before, as if those terrifying sun golden flames are just tickling.

Such a terrifying recovery power is enough to make the natural nemesis of plant monsters, the strongest flame of heaven and earth, completely lose its effect.

"No weaknesses!"

is invulnerable, whether it is the domineering of sword cultivation or the fierceness of the war spear, he can't help it;

With the body of wood, but not afraid of flames, like the power of water and soil, it is not in its eyes.

"The world is so big, how can there be no flaws, there must be one, there must be, there must be, but I didn't find it. ”

Zhang Fan took a deep breath and barely suppressed the anxiety in his heart, but he really felt the helplessness of the fox biting the hedgehog.

Before, he had never thought that this old tree spirit would be so difficult to deal with.

Before leaving, he had calculated his future with the number of days in Dayan, and it was obvious that the road back to Qinzhou was unpredictable and bumpy, but the road to Kurong was smooth and fruitful.

It is precisely because of this that Zhang Fan chose the order of going to Kurong Island first and then returning to Qinzhou, which can be described as seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.

However, what he didn't pay attention to was that because of this hexagram, he had some contempt in his heart, and it was not until now that he woke up.

"The number of days of Dayan will not be wrong, whether there is anyone in this world who can use the means of covering up the heavenly machine is still between the two, but this old tree will definitely not have this strength. ”

"There must have been something overlooked. ”

Zhang Fan was still racking his brains there, but Kurong Ancestor didn't allow him to think too much, so he made a series of shots.

"Bang, bang, bang~~"

Countless branches and leaves whipped against the stone walls of the Eternal Valley, which were blackened and cracked by the flames on all sides, and the thick root system below shattered the solid stone from the bottom up.

Suddenly, the falling rocks were like rain, and it was the rocks that pierced the air.

These boulders rising in the air, the target is all Zhang Fan.

If he was hit by these boulders defenselessly, even with his physical strength, he would have to vomit blood and be seriously injured.

The question is, what can be done about the monolith?

Zhang Fan was suspicious in his heart, and only felt that it should not be so simple, but when the boulder was approaching, he couldn't care about it so much, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the void.

Where he fell, the air was faintly rippling, and the Eastern Emperor Bell suddenly appeared, and was caught by Zhang Fan in his hand and shook violently.

"Knock~Knock~Knock~"

Three Donghuang bells, shaking the heavens and the earth.

If the sound wave is substantial, in an instant, a million shocks, all the boulders that come through the air will become powder.

"Is it that simple?"

Zhang Fan was stunned, the Donghuang Bell struck, all the boulders were gone, and there was no accident, except for the occasional sound of a few branches that had been burned to charcoal breaking and falling off.

"Huh?"

"That's not right!"

Zhang Fan was frightened and suddenly followed the prestige.

(To be continued)