Chapter 293
The Good Offices
Chapter 293 Mediating Good Fortune (Two in One)
When Jiangnan came out from Sanfo Mountain.
The firebirds that filled the sky have dissipated.
But Jinwu obviously did not give up his plan to hunt down and kill Jiangnan.
——Because there are three suns above the current sky.
The original real sun, the incarnation of the Emperor of Heaven, and... the real body of the ancient god Jinwu.
It has come.
Although he did not choose to forcibly break into the Holy Buddha Mountain, he hangs high above the sky.
Just wait for Jiangnan to come out of the mountains.
And the barefoot old monk guarding the mountain gate obviously didn't have a good impression of Jiangnan.
Therefore, since the ancient god Jinwu had no intention of intruding into the holy land of Buddhism, he did not stand idly by.
This ignorant king of Zhenxi must suffer a little.
——The barefoot old monk thinks so.
Although Purui Bodhisattva told him to protect the safety of Jiangnan when necessary, he could not be allowed to die on the land of the Western Regions.
But the barefoot old monk was quite happy to see Jiangnan slumped under the hands of the ancient god Jinwu.
So, in such a weird atmosphere, a figure walked out of the mountain step by step.
At that moment, the barefoot old monk, who was sitting cross-legged, with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.
There is confusion in the eyes.
And the young monk who was following him was also shocked.
"what?"
He looked at the young figure walking out of the holy mountain.
For some reason, an indescribable feeling of fear suddenly surged in my heart.
It seemed that something had changed in Jiangnan's body.
But when he looked carefully, that feeling suddenly disappeared.
As if nothing had changed.
Is it an illusion?
The young monk shook his head with doubts in his eyes.
But at this moment, the barefoot old monk stood up and looked solemnly at Jiangnan, "Who are you? And... King Zhenxi of Great Xia, where did you go?"
Although, the young man who came out of the holy mountain was the same as the King Zhenxi who had just entered in both appearance and aura.
But there was something different about him.
——A smell that makes the barefoot old monk tremble with fear.
Even in front of Purui Bodhisattva, the barefoot old monk had never felt this kind of feeling.
This is not a change brought about by realm or strength.
This is the gap of inborn personality.
From this, the barefoot old monk came to a conclusion almost instantly.
The person in front of him is probably not the same person as the Daxia Zhenxi King who just entered.
But... something else.
Facing the questioning from the barefoot old monk, the young figure was obviously stunned for a while.
He stretched out his hand, sniffed at his sleeve, and said to himself,
"Ah... is there such a big difference?"
Then, he took out the secret order and said with a smile, "Thank you just now, Master, for letting me go, but please rest assured, Master, I am Jiangnan."
"If it's a fake replacement."
After the words fell, before the barefoot old monk could speak, a fiery and terrifying aura boiled up!
—from heaven.
The burning third sun suddenly trembled.
At that moment, it seemed that the entire sky was trembling together!
The hoarse voice resounded like a raging fire, filled with endless resentment and anger.
And...a hint of joy.
It seems to be the kind of pleasure that the enemy is close at hand and is about to take revenge.
"Jiangnan, you can't escape..."
After the words fell, the incomparably majestic huge sun disc suddenly stretched out.
The endless golden-red sky fire was raised, dyeing the entire sky red.
Accompanied by the terrifying high temperature that can be called burning, the majestic golden red sun disc spread its wings.
The wings of flames overwhelming the sky and the sky seemed to have come through the world, returning to the era when the ancient gods were invincible, and descended into the world!
The great sun unfolded, and a golden-red three-legged Golden Crow fluttered its wings in the endless flames, bursting into a cry that resounded throughout the world!
Ancient God, Golden Crow!
Like other ancient gods, it has an indescribably majestic body, its whole body is burning, and every strand of feather is as huge as a mountain range!
Jiang Nan looked at the endless land of the Western Regions, and then at the three-legged Golden Crow that was about to dive down.
A thought suddenly popped up in my mind.
——If he re-enters the Holy Buddha Mountain at this time, what will the ancient god Jinwu do?
Was he dazzled by hatred and forced his way to the Holy Buddha Mountain; or was he coaxed and died directly?
Normally, Jiangnan would definitely do this.
But now, it's different.
He turned his head slightly, and looked into the depths of the five mountain ranges from the corner of his eye, his eyelids twitched!
At this moment, he would rather fight the ancient god Jinwu than return to that weird place.
Before leaving the land, Jiang Nan looked at the barefoot old monk and suddenly said,
"Master, let me remind you first - pay attention to your heart."
After all, Jiangnan's figure had risen on the clouds and headed towards the Golden Crow above the sky.
The barefoot old monk couldn't help frowning deeply.
It was because he saw that Jiangnan had just come up with the secret order in a grand manner.
——The beacon of existence.
If Jiangnan is really as he guessed, something is on his body.
That being as his teacher could never stand idly by.
After all, although most people think that the Master of Shifang wanders around and does not disturb the world.
But only those who know the inside story know that this old man is quite stingy and holds a grudge.
So... this young man who is facing the ancient god is really the true King of Zhenxi?
The barefoot old monk was puzzled.
As for Jiangnan's last words, he temporarily left them behind.
Pay attention to the heart?
Watch out for a hammer heart!
Guarded by the majestic holy mountain, Tianwei Bodhisattva, the five internal organs are comparable to the iron of the black gold in the sky!
In short, he didn't listen to it.
"Teacher... Which of these two flying birds has a chance of winning?"
At this time, the young monk on the side rolled his eyes and asked suddenly.
The barefoot old monk glared at him, but said nothing.
My narrow-minded disciple was obviously trying to run on the lie that he said at the beginning that Jiangnan was an Asuka with a strong attitude.
However, if we really want to talk about the situation...
The barefoot old monk still felt that it was five or five.
And the fifth and fifth splits were due to Jiangnan's trip to the holy mountain, and some inexplicable changes occurred after he came out.
Otherwise, he didn't think that Jiangnan could beat the ancient god Jinwu at all.
Although there are rumors in the market, Jiangnan once beheaded the prosperous Suzaku general in the Battle of Beihai.
But that's just the opinion of a layman who doesn't understand anything.
They don't know what a first-class product is.
Although the step-up challenge is not uncommon in the Shangyuan world.
But if someone wants to go beyond the first and second ranks, it would be too stupid.
Only when you reach the first rank, can you understand why the first rank is called the Supreme.
It is because for ten thousand years, one rank is supreme.
Under enlightenment, first grade is the best.
The barefoot old monk is one of them.
So for the death of Suzaku in the North Sea.
Except for Mo Qingshan and others who knew the inside story, most of them knew about the existence of the First Grade Supreme Realm, and most of them were skeptical about this matter.
But at the request of Master Tianji, they did not spread the details of this matter.
So who killed Suzaku, the outside world doesn't know.
There are different opinions on how the truth is.
According to the barefoot old monk's guess, Suzaku's death was most likely the work of that person from Tianji Pavilion.
It's just that the credit is given to Jiangnan.
What's worth mentioning is that the ancient god Jinwu who came here to hunt him down now certainly doesn't know about Suzaku's death.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have come over confidently.
In short, the barefoot old monk does not think that Jiangnan is really as magical as the outside world has said.
Facing the ancient god Jinwu, who can be called the "first-rank goalkeeper", he felt that Jiangnan was... a little overwhelmed.
And just as the barefoot old monk's thoughts flickered, the distance between Jiangnan and the three-legged Golden Crow was less than a hundred miles away.
For cultivators of their level, this is nothing more than a blink of an eye.
Even the wings of the ancient god Jinwu's body, full of golden and red flames, almost swept across the tip of Jiangnan's nose.
—It's just too big.
Regarding Jiangnan, the Three-Legged Golden Crow had no extra words, but expressed his attitude with actions.
The fiery feathers covering the sky and the sun, like the barriers of the world, suddenly hit the south of the Yangtze River.
When it was approaching, its shape could not even be seen, only a burning "wall" oppressed it!
Mixed with the terrifying high temperature, the Tao of countless flames filled it, dancing chaotically, even melting the space together!
This is the ancient god.
No tricks, no tricks, nothing fancy.
Only irresistible overwhelming, primal strength and instinct.
And the endless long years have allowed these ancient existences to perfect their comprehension of where they are.
Get to the top!
For the Ancient God Golden Crow, flame is its instinct!
Fire is itself!
As a result, under the pressure of those majestic wings, it seemed that the flames of the whole world were coming together, and it was bound to burn Jiangnan to nothingness!
Between heaven and earth, it suddenly turned into a hot oven.
And at the end of all light and color is the towering three-legged Golden Crow.
At the entrance of the Holy Buddha Mountain, the barefoot old monk looked at the fiery red sky and remained silent.
In his eyes, the flame of the ancient god Golden Crow has reached the peak that can be achieved.
If it is compared to a second-rank human being with supernatural powers, under this flame, he will have no resistance at all, and will be turned into flying ash in an instant.
The barefoot old monk hesitated at this moment.
His rationality told him that Jiangnan might not be able to survive this round of offensive, so he asked him to help.
But his sensibility told him that if he made a move at this time, he would miss many interesting things.
For example... when Jiangnan came out of the holy mountain, there was a strange breath.
"Xuanzhi, tell me, as a disciple of Heaven's Secret, the Great Xia Zhenxi King shouldn't die so easily, right?"
The barefoot old monk opened his mouth softly, forcibly suppressing the urge to make a move.
Following his gaze, Jiangnan's entire body has been shrouded in an endless sea of flames.
Life and death do not know.
But the barefoot old monk knew that Jiang Nan was not dead yet.
His breath is still there.
The next moment, it seemed to respond to what he thought in his heart.
An extremely thin and extremely long ray of sword light pierced through the golden red sea of flames!
It's like a sword that divides the sky and the earth, the top of the sword is the sky, and the bottom of the sword is the earth!
A sword cut out!
There was no majestic momentum, no majestic sword cry, and that ray of sword light passed across the sky silently.
Also shattered the flames.
Under the light of the sword, the brilliant sea of flames was silently divided into two halves.
One sword, cut off the fire.
And the terrifying flames burning on the three-legged Golden Crow's wings were also weaker than the naked eye.
"He seems to be the head of Sword Cottage..."
The barefoot old monk looked at this scene and murmured.
He spoke lightly, but when that strange sword slashed out, even the old monk himself couldn't help but feel a little palpitation.
When he said this, he naturally couldn't show it, and lost face in front of his disciples.
Although Jiangnan's realm and cultivation level are definitely not as good as his, but this young man's sword can already be taken seriously by an old monk who is a rank one.
This can't help but make the barefoot old monk feel that Fang Cai's decision not to make a move is extremely correct.
What a...interesting young man...
No wonder he was able to get together with the so-called "freak" Xu Hai.
above the sky.
The ancient god Jinwu seemed a little surprised by Jiangnan who cut off the fire of the Golden Crow.
——Is this human who killed his own son so strong?
But this feeling only lasted for a moment.
"Is this what you rely on?"
From the abyss-like mouth of the Golden Crow, there came a voice that resonated like the world.
"Just struggling to the death."
After the words fell, a boundless golden light rose around Jiangnan.
That is not light, but the pure way of fire is condensed.
Cover the entire area where Jiangnan is located!
The way of fire cannot be blazing!
The light is getting more and more dazzling!
It seems that there is another round of great sun rising up!
And from that golden light, a ray of gray fire rose up.
——Jiangnan is quite familiar with this stuff.
The source of all flames is considered to be the first ray of flames when the world first opened, the original!
Jiang Nan had also seen this kind of thing in the body of the Suzaku God General who was in full bloom.
Of course, the scale of the primordial fire condensed by the three-legged Golden Crow is far less than that of the Suzaku in full bloom.
After all, the realm gap is there.
At that time, Jiangnan blocked the flames with something out of specification like the New World.
Now, there is no such condition.
But for some reason, his heart trembled with excitement.
——It’s not impossible to fight!
Unlike the last time when he was powerless in the face of the primordial fire, now the green light is lit again, and Jiangnan has gained 2000 years of Taoism.
It feels like we can touch each other!
At that moment, he seemed to feel the excitement of those martial idiots when they met a strong enemy!
The joy of fighting, the madness of fighting!
So the sky dimmed.
A heavy darkness enveloped the world of the Western Regions.
Under the boundless dark clouds, a pale thunder descended.
Became the only light in the darkness.
In the next instant, thunder covered the flames, and endless rays of light filled the sky and the earth.
Following the collision that made the barefoot old monk feel a little trembling, when the darkness slowly faded, the endless way of fire disappeared.
Jiang Nan held the last ray of flame in his hand and crushed it.
Indistinguishable.
Facing the ancient god Jinwu who had sacrificed the primordial fire, he was able to fight back and forth.
At this time, the raging fire on the body of the ancient god Jinwu rose rapidly.
express its consternation.
He didn't expect that Jiangnan could even resist the original fire.
No wonder... no wonder he was so confident.
but……
"You are on the same level as me, and you really can't grow up anymore...Jiangnan, die!"
When Jin Wu said this, his voice was full of cruelty and fear.
The fight just now made the Golden Crow understand - it cannot kill Jiangnan with a destructive force.
So, next, it's time to fight consumption.
And the background of the ancient gods is far beyond the imagination of human beings.
Therefore, when Jiangnan is exhausted, it is the time of death.
Thus, the Dao of Fire surged again!
The primordial fire is born shining brightly!
However, under the vast sea of fire, Jiangnan did not use "Master the Five Thunders" again to resist.
He looked at the incomparably huge Golden Crow, slowly shook his head,
"Indistinguishable?"
"Who are you on par with?"
"I just want to give it a try, and I can fight you in a normal state, that's all."
After the words fell, he raised his right hand and slowly closed his five fingers.
As if holding the world.
At that moment, the world turned upside down.
Tiangang Dafa - mediate good fortune!
(End of this chapter)
When Jiangnan came out from Sanfo Mountain.
The firebirds that filled the sky have dissipated.
But Jinwu obviously did not give up his plan to hunt down and kill Jiangnan.
——Because there are three suns above the current sky.
The original real sun, the incarnation of the Emperor of Heaven, and... the real body of the ancient god Jinwu.
It has come.
Although he did not choose to forcibly break into the Holy Buddha Mountain, he hangs high above the sky.
Just wait for Jiangnan to come out of the mountains.
And the barefoot old monk guarding the mountain gate obviously didn't have a good impression of Jiangnan.
Therefore, since the ancient god Jinwu had no intention of intruding into the holy land of Buddhism, he did not stand idly by.
This ignorant king of Zhenxi must suffer a little.
——The barefoot old monk thinks so.
Although Purui Bodhisattva told him to protect the safety of Jiangnan when necessary, he could not be allowed to die on the land of the Western Regions.
But the barefoot old monk was quite happy to see Jiangnan slumped under the hands of the ancient god Jinwu.
So, in such a weird atmosphere, a figure walked out of the mountain step by step.
At that moment, the barefoot old monk, who was sitting cross-legged, with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.
There is confusion in the eyes.
And the young monk who was following him was also shocked.
"what?"
He looked at the young figure walking out of the holy mountain.
For some reason, an indescribable feeling of fear suddenly surged in my heart.
It seemed that something had changed in Jiangnan's body.
But when he looked carefully, that feeling suddenly disappeared.
As if nothing had changed.
Is it an illusion?
The young monk shook his head with doubts in his eyes.
But at this moment, the barefoot old monk stood up and looked solemnly at Jiangnan, "Who are you? And... King Zhenxi of Great Xia, where did you go?"
Although, the young man who came out of the holy mountain was the same as the King Zhenxi who had just entered in both appearance and aura.
But there was something different about him.
——A smell that makes the barefoot old monk tremble with fear.
Even in front of Purui Bodhisattva, the barefoot old monk had never felt this kind of feeling.
This is not a change brought about by realm or strength.
This is the gap of inborn personality.
From this, the barefoot old monk came to a conclusion almost instantly.
The person in front of him is probably not the same person as the Daxia Zhenxi King who just entered.
But... something else.
Facing the questioning from the barefoot old monk, the young figure was obviously stunned for a while.
He stretched out his hand, sniffed at his sleeve, and said to himself,
"Ah... is there such a big difference?"
Then, he took out the secret order and said with a smile, "Thank you just now, Master, for letting me go, but please rest assured, Master, I am Jiangnan."
"If it's a fake replacement."
After the words fell, before the barefoot old monk could speak, a fiery and terrifying aura boiled up!
—from heaven.
The burning third sun suddenly trembled.
At that moment, it seemed that the entire sky was trembling together!
The hoarse voice resounded like a raging fire, filled with endless resentment and anger.
And...a hint of joy.
It seems to be the kind of pleasure that the enemy is close at hand and is about to take revenge.
"Jiangnan, you can't escape..."
After the words fell, the incomparably majestic huge sun disc suddenly stretched out.
The endless golden-red sky fire was raised, dyeing the entire sky red.
Accompanied by the terrifying high temperature that can be called burning, the majestic golden red sun disc spread its wings.
The wings of flames overwhelming the sky and the sky seemed to have come through the world, returning to the era when the ancient gods were invincible, and descended into the world!
The great sun unfolded, and a golden-red three-legged Golden Crow fluttered its wings in the endless flames, bursting into a cry that resounded throughout the world!
Ancient God, Golden Crow!
Like other ancient gods, it has an indescribably majestic body, its whole body is burning, and every strand of feather is as huge as a mountain range!
Jiang Nan looked at the endless land of the Western Regions, and then at the three-legged Golden Crow that was about to dive down.
A thought suddenly popped up in my mind.
——If he re-enters the Holy Buddha Mountain at this time, what will the ancient god Jinwu do?
Was he dazzled by hatred and forced his way to the Holy Buddha Mountain; or was he coaxed and died directly?
Normally, Jiangnan would definitely do this.
But now, it's different.
He turned his head slightly, and looked into the depths of the five mountain ranges from the corner of his eye, his eyelids twitched!
At this moment, he would rather fight the ancient god Jinwu than return to that weird place.
Before leaving the land, Jiang Nan looked at the barefoot old monk and suddenly said,
"Master, let me remind you first - pay attention to your heart."
After all, Jiangnan's figure had risen on the clouds and headed towards the Golden Crow above the sky.
The barefoot old monk couldn't help frowning deeply.
It was because he saw that Jiangnan had just come up with the secret order in a grand manner.
——The beacon of existence.
If Jiangnan is really as he guessed, something is on his body.
That being as his teacher could never stand idly by.
After all, although most people think that the Master of Shifang wanders around and does not disturb the world.
But only those who know the inside story know that this old man is quite stingy and holds a grudge.
So... this young man who is facing the ancient god is really the true King of Zhenxi?
The barefoot old monk was puzzled.
As for Jiangnan's last words, he temporarily left them behind.
Pay attention to the heart?
Watch out for a hammer heart!
Guarded by the majestic holy mountain, Tianwei Bodhisattva, the five internal organs are comparable to the iron of the black gold in the sky!
In short, he didn't listen to it.
"Teacher... Which of these two flying birds has a chance of winning?"
At this time, the young monk on the side rolled his eyes and asked suddenly.
The barefoot old monk glared at him, but said nothing.
My narrow-minded disciple was obviously trying to run on the lie that he said at the beginning that Jiangnan was an Asuka with a strong attitude.
However, if we really want to talk about the situation...
The barefoot old monk still felt that it was five or five.
And the fifth and fifth splits were due to Jiangnan's trip to the holy mountain, and some inexplicable changes occurred after he came out.
Otherwise, he didn't think that Jiangnan could beat the ancient god Jinwu at all.
Although there are rumors in the market, Jiangnan once beheaded the prosperous Suzaku general in the Battle of Beihai.
But that's just the opinion of a layman who doesn't understand anything.
They don't know what a first-class product is.
Although the step-up challenge is not uncommon in the Shangyuan world.
But if someone wants to go beyond the first and second ranks, it would be too stupid.
Only when you reach the first rank, can you understand why the first rank is called the Supreme.
It is because for ten thousand years, one rank is supreme.
Under enlightenment, first grade is the best.
The barefoot old monk is one of them.
So for the death of Suzaku in the North Sea.
Except for Mo Qingshan and others who knew the inside story, most of them knew about the existence of the First Grade Supreme Realm, and most of them were skeptical about this matter.
But at the request of Master Tianji, they did not spread the details of this matter.
So who killed Suzaku, the outside world doesn't know.
There are different opinions on how the truth is.
According to the barefoot old monk's guess, Suzaku's death was most likely the work of that person from Tianji Pavilion.
It's just that the credit is given to Jiangnan.
What's worth mentioning is that the ancient god Jinwu who came here to hunt him down now certainly doesn't know about Suzaku's death.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have come over confidently.
In short, the barefoot old monk does not think that Jiangnan is really as magical as the outside world has said.
Facing the ancient god Jinwu, who can be called the "first-rank goalkeeper", he felt that Jiangnan was... a little overwhelmed.
And just as the barefoot old monk's thoughts flickered, the distance between Jiangnan and the three-legged Golden Crow was less than a hundred miles away.
For cultivators of their level, this is nothing more than a blink of an eye.
Even the wings of the ancient god Jinwu's body, full of golden and red flames, almost swept across the tip of Jiangnan's nose.
—It's just too big.
Regarding Jiangnan, the Three-Legged Golden Crow had no extra words, but expressed his attitude with actions.
The fiery feathers covering the sky and the sun, like the barriers of the world, suddenly hit the south of the Yangtze River.
When it was approaching, its shape could not even be seen, only a burning "wall" oppressed it!
Mixed with the terrifying high temperature, the Tao of countless flames filled it, dancing chaotically, even melting the space together!
This is the ancient god.
No tricks, no tricks, nothing fancy.
Only irresistible overwhelming, primal strength and instinct.
And the endless long years have allowed these ancient existences to perfect their comprehension of where they are.
Get to the top!
For the Ancient God Golden Crow, flame is its instinct!
Fire is itself!
As a result, under the pressure of those majestic wings, it seemed that the flames of the whole world were coming together, and it was bound to burn Jiangnan to nothingness!
Between heaven and earth, it suddenly turned into a hot oven.
And at the end of all light and color is the towering three-legged Golden Crow.
At the entrance of the Holy Buddha Mountain, the barefoot old monk looked at the fiery red sky and remained silent.
In his eyes, the flame of the ancient god Golden Crow has reached the peak that can be achieved.
If it is compared to a second-rank human being with supernatural powers, under this flame, he will have no resistance at all, and will be turned into flying ash in an instant.
The barefoot old monk hesitated at this moment.
His rationality told him that Jiangnan might not be able to survive this round of offensive, so he asked him to help.
But his sensibility told him that if he made a move at this time, he would miss many interesting things.
For example... when Jiangnan came out of the holy mountain, there was a strange breath.
"Xuanzhi, tell me, as a disciple of Heaven's Secret, the Great Xia Zhenxi King shouldn't die so easily, right?"
The barefoot old monk opened his mouth softly, forcibly suppressing the urge to make a move.
Following his gaze, Jiangnan's entire body has been shrouded in an endless sea of flames.
Life and death do not know.
But the barefoot old monk knew that Jiang Nan was not dead yet.
His breath is still there.
The next moment, it seemed to respond to what he thought in his heart.
An extremely thin and extremely long ray of sword light pierced through the golden red sea of flames!
It's like a sword that divides the sky and the earth, the top of the sword is the sky, and the bottom of the sword is the earth!
A sword cut out!
There was no majestic momentum, no majestic sword cry, and that ray of sword light passed across the sky silently.
Also shattered the flames.
Under the light of the sword, the brilliant sea of flames was silently divided into two halves.
One sword, cut off the fire.
And the terrifying flames burning on the three-legged Golden Crow's wings were also weaker than the naked eye.
"He seems to be the head of Sword Cottage..."
The barefoot old monk looked at this scene and murmured.
He spoke lightly, but when that strange sword slashed out, even the old monk himself couldn't help but feel a little palpitation.
When he said this, he naturally couldn't show it, and lost face in front of his disciples.
Although Jiangnan's realm and cultivation level are definitely not as good as his, but this young man's sword can already be taken seriously by an old monk who is a rank one.
This can't help but make the barefoot old monk feel that Fang Cai's decision not to make a move is extremely correct.
What a...interesting young man...
No wonder he was able to get together with the so-called "freak" Xu Hai.
above the sky.
The ancient god Jinwu seemed a little surprised by Jiangnan who cut off the fire of the Golden Crow.
——Is this human who killed his own son so strong?
But this feeling only lasted for a moment.
"Is this what you rely on?"
From the abyss-like mouth of the Golden Crow, there came a voice that resonated like the world.
"Just struggling to the death."
After the words fell, a boundless golden light rose around Jiangnan.
That is not light, but the pure way of fire is condensed.
Cover the entire area where Jiangnan is located!
The way of fire cannot be blazing!
The light is getting more and more dazzling!
It seems that there is another round of great sun rising up!
And from that golden light, a ray of gray fire rose up.
——Jiangnan is quite familiar with this stuff.
The source of all flames is considered to be the first ray of flames when the world first opened, the original!
Jiang Nan had also seen this kind of thing in the body of the Suzaku God General who was in full bloom.
Of course, the scale of the primordial fire condensed by the three-legged Golden Crow is far less than that of the Suzaku in full bloom.
After all, the realm gap is there.
At that time, Jiangnan blocked the flames with something out of specification like the New World.
Now, there is no such condition.
But for some reason, his heart trembled with excitement.
——It’s not impossible to fight!
Unlike the last time when he was powerless in the face of the primordial fire, now the green light is lit again, and Jiangnan has gained 2000 years of Taoism.
It feels like we can touch each other!
At that moment, he seemed to feel the excitement of those martial idiots when they met a strong enemy!
The joy of fighting, the madness of fighting!
So the sky dimmed.
A heavy darkness enveloped the world of the Western Regions.
Under the boundless dark clouds, a pale thunder descended.
Became the only light in the darkness.
In the next instant, thunder covered the flames, and endless rays of light filled the sky and the earth.
Following the collision that made the barefoot old monk feel a little trembling, when the darkness slowly faded, the endless way of fire disappeared.
Jiang Nan held the last ray of flame in his hand and crushed it.
Indistinguishable.
Facing the ancient god Jinwu who had sacrificed the primordial fire, he was able to fight back and forth.
At this time, the raging fire on the body of the ancient god Jinwu rose rapidly.
express its consternation.
He didn't expect that Jiangnan could even resist the original fire.
No wonder... no wonder he was so confident.
but……
"You are on the same level as me, and you really can't grow up anymore...Jiangnan, die!"
When Jin Wu said this, his voice was full of cruelty and fear.
The fight just now made the Golden Crow understand - it cannot kill Jiangnan with a destructive force.
So, next, it's time to fight consumption.
And the background of the ancient gods is far beyond the imagination of human beings.
Therefore, when Jiangnan is exhausted, it is the time of death.
Thus, the Dao of Fire surged again!
The primordial fire is born shining brightly!
However, under the vast sea of fire, Jiangnan did not use "Master the Five Thunders" again to resist.
He looked at the incomparably huge Golden Crow, slowly shook his head,
"Indistinguishable?"
"Who are you on par with?"
"I just want to give it a try, and I can fight you in a normal state, that's all."
After the words fell, he raised his right hand and slowly closed his five fingers.
As if holding the world.
At that moment, the world turned upside down.
Tiangang Dafa - mediate good fortune!
(End of this chapter)