If Feng Yiting guessed correctly, this is the explosive state of this staff head.

From what they had seen before, the Skull Staff was presumably able to accumulate passive energy after being attacked, and it was an incomparably terrifying scorching energy, enough to incinerate a qiē when it erupted.

At this time, Yang Jian also noticed this situation, and said, "Hey, this orange light seems to be much larger than it was at the beginning...... Also, did you notice that two of the eyes of the skull inside the scepter had turned red?"

Nezha was stunned for a moment, obviously this guy hadn't paid attention to it before, and then he glanced at it and was shocked: "That's true!"

Feng Yiting then said his thoughts: "Yes, I have noticed that once this staff head is impacted by external energy, it will immediately accumulate a powerful scorching energy. If I'm not mistaken, when all six of its eyes turn red, the head of the staff will probably erupt, emitting the kind of skull-shaped orange light we've seen at the beginning, which can incinerate a qiē. ”

Yang Jian and Nezha were stunned for a moment, and the two suddenly brightened, and then nodded together and said, "Yiting said well!"

Feng Yiting looked at the head of the staff and said, "I would like to try this weird head and see if I can pick it up." ”

Yang Jian and Nezha were stunned for a moment, and the two frowned and said together: "This can't be done!"

Feng Yiting smiled slightly, and he said, "There is a skill in the lower class, which should be able to subdue this evil strange fire." ”

After Feng Yiting finished speaking, he put the gun behind him with his backhand, and then as soon as he raised his hand, that mysterious three-color divine flame appeared in his palm.

As soon as the divine fire came out. The four immediately became cool, and Yang Jian and Nezha immediately lost their voices when they saw it: "Three flavors of fire?!"

Feng Yiting was stunned, he couldn't imagine that Yang Jian and Nezha would recognize this kind of strange fire. He slowly kicked down, and the divine flame spewed towards the odd-shaped staff.

Something strange happened, when the three-color divine flame pounced on the head of the wrecked staff, that mysterious orange light was suddenly engulfed by this strange three-color divine flame!

This is a magical light flame engulfment, and after seeing the cool three-color divine fire extinguished, it completely engulfs that stubborn orange fire. It wasn't until Feng Yiting withdrew the Three Flavors Flame that the orange light slowly overflowed from the head of the cane again.

Yang Jian and Nezha were stunned, obviously the two of them had just seen the power of the light carried by the head of the staff. They never thought that Feng Yiting would be able to engulf this mysterious light!

Feng Yiting breathed a sigh of relief, and he was surprised to find that the two red eyes of this staff head had completely changed to the calm blue they had at the beginning!

Yang Jian and Nezha also noticed. Nezha said in surprise: "Your eyes have turned blue!"

Feng Yiting breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It seems that my Three Flavors Ghost Fire can actually restrain this terrifying light flame. Huh!"

When he said this, he once again destroyed the three-color divine fire, and then stretched out his hand, and sure enough, he picked up the head of the staff.

Yang Jian and Nezha were greatly surprised, and at this time, they watched Feng Yiting carry the mysterious staff head, and first applied a three-flavor divine flame to protect it, so that its orange light would not burn things.

Then, Feng Yiting grabbed the head of the staff. While looking at it, he smiled at Yang Jian and Nezha: "Okay." If I'm not mistaken, I know it's Takkel's 'Staff of Thunder', and I've taken the middle cut in the tortoise's belly, but I've given it to another friend who is looking for the rest of the wreckage. ”

Yang Jian and Nezha were startled, and said in unison: "Fireworks Demon God Taker?"

It seemed that the two of them had also heard of this terrifying ancient demon god, and sure enough, they heard Yang Jian exclaim: "It is said that this is an extremely fierce ancient demon god, and when the twelve ancient gods of the West subdued it, they smashed its demon spirit into a magic wand and smashed this magic wand into three parts...... Is that the head of the rod you just held?"

Feng Yiting nodded, and saw Nezha scratching his head, muttering: "I've also heard people mention this, it seems that this guy is the ultimate Great Flame Demon King, his 'Thunder Flame Staff' is extremely perverted and infinitely powerful!"

Of course, I think that the middle part of the wand that Feng Yiting obtained at the beginning, but as soon as the energy is used, it will be transformed into a huge scorching energy, and the function of this wand head is different from the wand body, it can not only convert energy into heat, but also accumulate passive attack energy, and once this energy explodes, the damage to the objects within the scope is enough to make people stunned!

Feng Yiting couldn't help but imagine what kind of perverted energy the third wand had.

At this moment, Yang Jian carefully took the head of the staff in his hand.

Because the head of the staff had been wrapped in the three-color divine flame, the orange light was covered by the three-flavor ghostly fire, and the head of the staff had lost its domineering scorching power, so Yang Jian could hold it in his hand as if nothing had happened.

He looked at the head of the staff for a moment, and then said with a frown: "This weird staff really carries an incomparably powerful innate flame power. Moreover, the entire head of the rod carries a strange and sinister energy, which is terrifying. ”

Nezha also took it and looked at it, shook his head and said: "What Brother Yang said is extremely true, this thing is sinister and evil, it is really the wand of the most evil demon, I think that Taker at the beginning is really a demon of the most evil and fierce fireworks." ”

When Nezha said this, he looked at the Praruo spear that Feng Yiting was holding in his hand, and then suddenly a wisp of curiosity floated, and said: "Judging from our temptation just now, the power of this wand is estimated to be above my fire-tipped spear and Brother Yang's two-edged knife, but I don't know who is more powerful in the end?"

Feng Yiting was stunned for a moment, and then heard Yang Jian smile and said: "The three-leaf ghost fire of the anti-Justice Court can eliminate the passive energy accumulated by the head of the staff, Yiting, you might as well try it and see the power of the two blades, who is stronger." ”

Nezha nodded when he heard this, and said, "This idea is not bad, Brother Yiting, you can try it!"

Feng Yiting then took the head of the "Staff of Thunder Flame" from Nezha's hand, looked at it for a while, and then rested it on the ground.

Seeing this, Yang Jian and Nezha took a step back, and Feng Yiting took away the three-flavor ghost fire on the head of the staff.

As soon as the divine fire was extinguished, the original orange light of the head of the staff was re-revealed.

At this time, the six eyes of the ring staff turned blue, and the orange light narrowed to its original scope.

Feng Yiting picked up the gun, and then carefully poked the head of the gun towards the orange light.

Strangely, as soon as the Prajna spear touched the orange light of the staff's head, it did not immediately emit a violent sound like the three-pointed two-edged knife and the fire-tipped spear.

On the contrary, as soon as the orange light touched the tip of the spear, it immediately sucked out a ray of light.

The three of them were stunned for a moment, and then looked at each other, obviously a little unconvinced of this result.

Feng Yiting hesitated for a moment, then retracted the spear and pointed into the orange light of this staff head again, and found that the light was absorbed by the Prajna spear again, and the eye color of this staff head also became bluer, which showed that there was no passive energy accumulation.

Yang Jian and Nezha glanced at each other in amazement, and saw Feng Yiting retract the spear, and he said excitedly: "It seems that the Praruo Gun is only afraid of being the same as the Three Flavors of Ghost Fire, and it is the nemesis of this Thunder Flame Staff, which is really unexpected!"

Yang Jian and Nezha nodded, and laughed together at this time: "It seems that the power of the Praruo gun is so great that few weapons can match it." ”

Feng Yiting couldn't help but be overjoyed, he once again covered the head of the Staff of Thunder Flame with the Three Flavors Ghost Fire, and then used a magic trick to receive it into his Prajna Ring.

After putting away the mysterious staff, the three of them flew towards the heavenly court together.

After returning to the Heavenly Realm, the Heavenly Death Demon was still lying on the table and falling asleep.

Feng Yiting woke him up, and when he saw the death of the sky, he stretched his waist and muttered, "Good wine, good wine!"

Feng Yiting smiled when he saw that the heavens had woken up: "Okay, the Praruo spear has been retrieved, and the head of this 'Thunder Flame Staff' has been accidentally obtained." Thank you Brother Yang Jian for your help, and of course thank you Brother Nezha!"

Heavenly Death Evil listened to the mist on his face, and then asked curiously: "What are you talking about, what stinky boy, what is the staff of thunder flame?"

Feng Yiting smiled, and then he went to Lei Yan Valley to compete with Yang Jian and Nezha, but in the end, he accidentally obtained the "Staff of Lei Yan", and told the Heavenly Death Demon.

When the heavens heard the great urgency, he jumped up from the table and shouted anxiously: "Why don't you call me, stinky boy, you are too unrighteous, there is such a good thing, why don't you ask me to go with you!"

Feng Yiting smiled: "Bearded, you were sleeping at the time, and I couldn't wake you up, so I couldn't move you!"

Tianyi was stunned for a moment, and then sighed: "Sure enough, I drank and made a mistake, hey!"

After talking again, they heard Yang Jian say: "Brother Nezha, Lord Fallen Immortal Zhengji, the Bard's Prajna Spear has also been retrieved, and the head of the Staff of Lei Yan has also been obtained. Yang has been in the heavenly realm for a long time, so he will go back to the mouth!"

Heavenly Death didn't think so, because he was not very familiar with Erlang God.

Nezha was stunned when he heard this, and he was stunned and said, "Are you going to go back to the mouth?"

Yang Jian said with a smile: "One day in the sky, one year in the world, I have been in the heavenly court for a few days, and the mortal world has been several years, and if I delay again, I am afraid that the subordinates and grass-headed gods who are only afraid of irrigation will come to the heavenly court to look for me, go back, go back!"

Seeing this, Feng Yiting also stood up and said to Nezha and the Heavenly Dead: "In this case, I will go to say goodbye to the Jade Emperor and return to the mortal world with Brother Yang, so let's say goodbye and see you later!"

Heavenly Death was stunned for a moment, he scratched his head and said, "When you come to heaven, don't you go to see my apprentice and your little girl?"

Feng Yiting said with a smile: "I will summon them to the Heavenly Realm at any time, and it is not unusual to see them, so I will not go to the Divine Burial Mountain!"

Nezha and the Heavenly Death Death couldn't keep them, so they could only let Feng Yiting go to resign as the Jade Emperor, but Yang Jian was waiting for him at Nezha. (To be continued......)