The five-fire and seven-bird fan is a colorful feather fan, composed of phoenix wings, green phoenix wings, big roll wings, peacock wings, white crane wings, swan wings, and owl bird wings, and seven-bird feathers, and also has air fire.
Fire in stone, fire in wood, samadhi fire, and the five fires on earth are combined.
The True Lord of Qingxu Daode held a fan of five fires and seven birds, and the five fires were burned out instantly.
Although the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit is refined by the spirit of fire, when the five fires burned, her face changed drastically. She jumped back and shouted: "Master, uncle, I am here to return the sword! How can you do this with great power
To bully the small one, to bully the small one with the more!”
"What a stinky girl, you burned Guangchengzi to death. You dared to come and kill immortals and gods. It is clearly a place to show off your power and deceive me and explain my sects very much! Master lets you go, we can't let you go!" Yu Liu Sun
He sneered, pointed his right hand and a rope tied up the immortals and tied up the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit directly.
Red sperm used wind and thunder scissors, and as soon as these scissors came into the air, they turned into hurricane thunder.
The three great immortals of the Anarchy Sect took action together, how can the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit resist it!
The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit could not escape, and she screamed and turned into ashes in the hurricane thunder, leaving only the golden turbulent crown on the ground.
"This kind of beast dares to come to show off his power, hehe! He wants to die!" Yu Liusun sneered and reached out to bring back the rope of the immortal tie.
Fearing Liu Sun picked up the Jinxiaguan, his eyes rolled, and he smiled: "She came to the door to show off her that she could kill Guangchengzi, and I will also send this Jinxiaguan back to him! Let it get rid of his hatred.
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The True Lord of Qingxu Daode nodded and said, "Not bad! Not bad! But you must be careful."
Fearing and Sun smiled and said, "My cultivation has recovered. Even if the beasts in Jieshu want to deal with me, I can still leave."
"Well, it's better for Yu Liusun to have the Earth-Practice technique!" Chi Jingzi nodded and said.
...
The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit was a soul floating in the air, flying around for a moment. Suddenly, she felt that the List of Gods was summoning herself, so she was extremely reluctant to fly to the List of Gods.
However, she was unwilling to accept it, and a sadness flew to Jiameng Pass...
...
Zishou suddenly raised his head, just now, he seemed to hear the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit talking in his ear.
"Master, I'm leaving, I can't play chess with you anymore... Take care of yourself..."
This sound was very similar to the voice of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, but it was filled with an irrepressible sadness and reluctance.
Zishou frowned, where did the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit go?
Why do I hear her voice?
Something is wrong!
A feeling of uneasiness suddenly rose in my heart, making me feel frizzy.
"Kunpeng." At this moment, Zishou also shouted Kunpeng's name.
Kunpeng appeared from the yard with a rebellious smile on his face: "What? The Human Emperor has something to give?"
"Help me calculate where the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit is going." Zishou said straight to the point. He is the Golden Immortal of Daluo, but he can't count his fingers. He thought that Kunpeng had lived for a lot of money, so he should be proficient in this path.
Kunpeng picked up his hand and pinched it, with an interesting expression on his face: "This woman went to Kunlun Mountain to return treasures and was killed. Her soul should be on the list! Tsk tsk, even though she knew that the two armies were fighting, she still had to go.
Huanbao, this woman is hopelessly stupid!”
Zishou:...
Zishou's face suddenly sank, and anger was brewing in his chest.
Sure enough, he was still dead?
Although I have avoided the disaster of being smashed to death by the Fantian Seal, I can never avoid this death?
"Let's go to the Fengshen Platform!" Zishou shouted.
"Go to the Fengshentai?" Kunpeng showed a smiley expression: "Go to save someone? Don't say that woman may have been on the list long ago. Even if she didn't, would you still stop her from being on the list?
The people on the list are on the list, you want to disobey the way of heaven!”
Zishou glanced at him coldly, raised his voice and shouted: "Yuan Hong, Shiji, go to Chongcheng!!!"
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Today, the Fengshen Platform is located in Chongcheng and is guarded by Bai Jian and the Five Ghosts.
The Yin Qi on the Fengshen Platform is full of yin energy and the ghost wind is gushing.
From time to time, one or two souls float towards the Fengshen Platform.
Bai Jian held up the soul-summoning banner and led his soul to the list.
At this moment, a woman in red flew towards the Fengshen Platform with a pale face. The woman in red seemed reluctant to leave and stopped frequently. However, she was attracted by the Fengshen Platform, but she couldn't help but walk forward.
"Hurry up and make the list, why are you doing it slowly?!" Bai Jian shouted sternly.
The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit had a pale face and her eyes were dull, so she took a few more steps towards the Venerable God Platform.
"The Golden Immortal of Daluo..." Bai Jian narrowed his eyes and said to himself: "It's not from the Chan Sect, well, that's from the Jie Sect. Jiang Ziya said that when the disciples of the Chan Sect came here, the nameless person on the List of Gods was named, so they quickly used it.
The soul-receiving gourd put it away, and the sected scholars, whether they are famous or not, will be on the list."
At that moment, Bai Jian also waved the soul-summoning banner to guide the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit toward the list of Gods in the Taichung: "Go in now! Don't be more nostalgic!"
Seeing that the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit was only three steps away from the Venerable God Platform, Bai Jian felt uneasy for no reason and urged loudly: "Hurry up! Go in!"
He waved a soul-killing whip and landed on the back of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, causing the blue smoke to rise.
The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit also let out a shrill wail.
However, at this moment, a cold voice sounded: "Bai Jian, you are looking for death!!"
The black spear came into the air, swept towards Bai Jian, and directly slapped Bai Jian away.
Bai Jian's face suddenly changed. When he raised his head, he saw a man wearing the Xuanniao King's robe stepping onto the Seigo Temple step by step. He carried a spear in his hand and a black Netherworld Fire burned with his body.
"Not good! Someone is here to steal the soul!" Bai Jian shouted in horror. This was unprecedented. After all, no one would have thought that anyone would dare to go to the Fengshen Platform to snatch the soul.
However, Bai Jian was attacked by the God-killing Spear and was paralyzed on the ground and could not move.
When Zishou saw that the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit had not yet been on the list, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Before he could be on the list, he had a chance to be saved.
At that moment, he also rushed towards the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit and reached out to pull her back.
However, at this moment, a Taoist suddenly appeared on the Venerable God Platform and shouted: "What an emperor, I really dare to go against the will of heaven! I have been waiting here for a long time."
After saying that, a finger pops up!
The true magic energy bursts out!
Zishou blocked the God-killing spear, and with a "bang", his palms shook and he took three steps back.
When he looked up, his face darkened.
The person who came was wearing a white Taoist robe, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were shining with hatred, but he was Taoist Randeng, the deputy leader of the Chan Sect!
"King, go and save people! Randeng will be dealt with!" At this time, Yuan Hongshiji, who was rushing to come, also saw the Taoist Randeng and attacked him together.
Yuan Hong waved his iron rod and Shi Ji stabbed out his sword.
"How can the light of rice grains compete with the bright moon?" Taoist Randeng smiled faintly, pointed his right hand and sacrificed one hundred and eight rosary beads.
These 108 beads are acquired spiritual treasures, and each of them has terrifying power.
When he took action, he saw a flash of white light. Yuan Hong could not dodge and was hit in the face and fell directly to the ground.
Shi Ji put his sword on the block, and the rosary was very anxious. She blocked thirteen or fourteen, and was hit in the chest by more than thirty. She immediately blew blood and fell out directly.