Feeling the biting chill, Jiang Xiazi's heart thumped and he couldn't help but speak:

"King Yang, I want to destroy this fire, but I have some solutions!"

Um?!

When he spoke, the Demon-Slaying Si and others were shocked, and the epileptic monk couldn't help but turn around in surprise.

But when the Taoist, who had a slightly gloomy face, slapped the ashes on his body, stood up calmly, without saying a word:

"The reason why this fire is inflamed and cannot be extinguished is that Buddhas and demons are intertwined, and the two fires of magical powers are burning each other,

But its root is the Buddha fire that was sacrificed when the Arhat died. The easiest way to extinguish this fire is..."

Facing Yang Yu's eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate everything, Jiang Xiazi's heart beat like thunder and felt great danger.

But he still gritted his teeth and said the second half:

"Kill the Arhat!"

"Kill the Arhat."

Yu Yang refused to comment, just looked at the epileptic monk.

"This donor is very knowledgeable..."

The monk nodded:

"Yes, the root of this fire lies in the monk. If the monk dies, this fire will be extinguished, but once this fire is extinguished, the eight demons will be escaped..."

boom!

While the few people were talking, a shocking roar broke out from the sea of ​​fire, and a divine edge penetrated through the sea of ​​fire, leaving deep traces in the ruins.

"There is no trustworthy under the Yushan Gate!"

In the midst of the air, Yan Longxing was covered in blood, and was shocked and angry in the embarrassment. He seemed to have heard the conversation between several people:

"Jiang Xiazi, since you know the method of extinguishing fire, how dare you hide it from me?"

Yan Longxing was almost vomiting blood when he heard the conversation of several people. He was always afraid of Jiang Xiazi, but he didn't expect that he would be put on one.

At this moment, he was extremely angry, but he couldn't get rid of himself. Even though the magic sword and magic weapon were sharp, he could not completely defeat these eight Taoist ghosts.

Instead, it was attacked by flames, and all the limbs were hot. For a moment, it would completely spontaneously burn without others taking action...

But his roar naturally did not attract anyone's attention.

"These eight demons are invisible and invisible, and they are almost invincible. If they escape..."

"The master was worried that Yang could not capture these eight demons and escape from the trap, and even poisoned the world..."

The sentence was interrupted again, but the epileptic monk was not annoyed and nodded slightly. Just as he was about to speak, Yang Yu had already turned around and stepped on his feet.

boom!

As soon as he stepped on his feet, a huge roar exploded, and the huge square seemed to be flipped over.

After the roar, the qi and blood, which were as surging as the ocean, had already risen up with Yang Yu's foot in the sky.

"That master, why not take a look..."

Buzz!

As the words echoed, Yang Yu's figure disappeared from everyone's sight, and only a golden light could be seen penetrated the sea of ​​fire.

"roar!"

It seemed that he had noticed the threat, and the roars that were not like human voices turned into a sea of ​​fire came from the city,

The fire, which was already extremely fierce, suddenly surged several times.

boom!

Caught off guard, Yan Longxing heard a "click" sound, and the protective magic weapon was burned through the flames!

"not good!"

Yan Longxing's eyes were so angry that he was emitting a fierce light, but he was caught on fire without even dodging.

Accompanied by the fierce wail, it instantly turned into a ball of fire.

"Jiang Xiazi!"

The extremely shrill wailing was drowned in an instant by the sound of the bursting of fire.

As if he had noticed the danger, eight ghost shadows wandering in the sea of ​​fire appeared and roared wildly in the fire.

"careful!"

Even the monk did not notice the sudden rise of Yang Yu. He immediately took a step forward, split his hands together, and used a palm fan and a wine gourd as a guide to cause a storm to suppress the fire.

At the same time, he let out a thunderous shout to remind Yang Yu:

"The supernatural powers of these eight demons are..."

The epileptic monk's reaction was extremely fast, but it was still a moment slower than the riot in the sea of ​​fire.

Boom!

Accompanied by the explosion like falling thunder, Yang Yu opened and closed his fists, and the extremely surging qi and blood mixed with true qi urged the celestial fist to launch.

Compared with the great master, the amount of true energy and true energy is only a trivial point. The Martial Saint is really beyond the limit and the foundation for overcoming the master of magical powers is the will of the Martial Saint.

The will of the Martial Saint is also called the essence of the boxing intention!

From virtualization to reality!

The essence of boxing can break through the illusion and come to the world, and bless it with martial arts, so that you can truly have the ability to compete with Taoist arts and supernatural powers.

At this moment, Yang Yu's will blessed, and the blood and energy turned into a cold current and scattered under the opening and closing of the Heavenly Fist.

It can be seen from the naked eye that a large area of ​​fire was frozen and extinguished.

Although the flame rose again in just a few moments, Yang Yu only needed these few moments.

boom!

Take one step forward, cross half of the city, and suppress the sea of ​​fire!

At this moment, the warning of the epileptic monk had just arrived, but it stopped suddenly. This living Buddha on earth, who had been more than a thousand years ago, could not help but feel shocked when he saw this scene.

"Luck? It's wrong, it's fate! Fate fluctuations, Kuixing's magical powers?!"

In an instant, the epileptic monk seemed a little dazed.

His expression moved. He looked away at him, but he saw that in the deserted city, a large area of ​​white air was rolling and spreading as the collision of wind and frost and flames.

In the white air, a phantom came out of the illusion under an indescribable and unknown aura!

At first, it was only three feet tall, like a human and a monkey, but in an instant, it expanded violently under the interweaving of seven purple streamers!

In an instant, it turned into a height of ten feet two feet, barefoot, red robe, holding a sword in his palm, and a shadow of ghosts and gods hanging on his waist!

"Kuixing?!"

A look of surprise flashed by, and the monk was stunned:

"You have already achieved the position of Kuixing?! No, you, you are..."

roar!

The moment the shadow of ghosts and gods appeared, the sea of ​​fire seemed to be greatly frightened, and suddenly stopped.

The eight ghosts passing through the fire seemed to see the most terrifying existence of time, and stayed in place.

"This is……"

In the hurricane and fire, Yang Yu leaned forward, and in the clouds and mist, the shadow of Kuixing with barefoot hair also leaned forward,

The power of the gods was thriving, and the huge foot stepped down:
Chapter completed!