The nine-color flame burns and steams, and there is nothing else in the eyes. It seems that the whole world is only a vast sea of fire, and the flame is the master of everything.
In the boundless flames, more than a hundred birds were restless and screamed louder than the others, but they could only run around in place. Although they were only a few meters away from Chen Feng and Ran Deng Emperor, they were so
The short distance was like a chasm, which they did not dare to cross even an inch.
Looking around blankly, Chen Feng was shocked in his heart, because the beating flames were filled with tyrannical energy that could destroy the world, just like countless magma that could erupt at any time, and filled with a terrifying aura of death!
Turning his head in astonishment and looking at Ran Deng, Chen Feng suddenly discovered that in this vast sea of fire, Ran Deng was as sacred and inviolable as a god. Even standing next to Ran Deng, he actually had a feeling of inviolability.
The absurd urge to fall down and worship.
Is this the power of God? Is this the unique charm of the formation master? While Chen Feng was surprised, he couldn't help but secretly guess in his heart.
Ran Deng was wearing a light yellow gown, his old face was expressionless, and his pair of chaotic eyes silently looked at the surrounding swallows. It seemed that in his eyes, these creatures were just like chickens and dogs.
More than a hundred swallowed them, screaming in fear, the gray mist on their bodies kept surging, and the harsh sounds were heard together.
Chen Feng stared at everything in front of him blankly, not knowing what would happen next, but Chen Feng knew clearly that compared to Ran Deng, he seemed to be far behind, as if they were as thick as clouds.
"Chen Feng!" Looking around silently, Ran Deng suddenly spoke. Chen Feng's body shook slightly, and Ran Deng continued: "The system is the most powerful weapon given to us by God. Since you have the system, you should take good care of it.
To control him, if I remember correctly, you should choose the spiritual master, right?"
Opening his mouth, Chen Feng had a strange expression. He was right to choose a spiritual master, and after so many years of research, he had clearly understood the characteristics of a spiritual master.
It's just that the body of a person in the mortal world is too strong to withstand the powerful spiritual power of his spirit. This makes Chen Feng very depressed. If the spirit master is only at this level, compared to other professions, he is indeed not weak at all.
Ignoring the chaos around him, Ran Deng smiled, as if aware of Chen Feng's thoughts, and thought for a moment: "Actually, the four professions given by the system are all very powerful, whether they are alchemists, alchemists, or alchemists.
Weapon Master, Formation Master, or Spirit Enchanter, they all have their own side that defies heaven!"
Ran Deng said it very easily, but a trace of disdain flashed in Chen Feng's eyes.
Because in Chen Feng's view, although he can't compare with Ran Deng in terms of formations and weapon refining, Ran Deng is not qualified to comment on the method of Fu Ling that he has painstakingly studied for thousands of years. This is a bit like a layman.
Commenting on a certain professional problem is ridiculous.
The disdain in Chen Feng's eyes obviously did not escape Ran Deng's eyes. Ran Deng paused and stopped talking. He waved his hand and pointed a little in front of him. The surrounding flames quickly shrank, and more than a hundred swallows fled in panic.
, but in the blink of an eye, the world returned to its original state, all the flames suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, those swallows shrouded in gray mist disappeared.
Chen Feng opened his mouth in shock, and Chen Feng was a little confused, because everything disappeared too quickly, there was no fighting, no screams, not even the slightest sound, there was just an old man with a smile on his lips and a ball of nine-color flames burning in his hands.
"Then...those Tun..." Chen Feng looked around vigilantly, as if looking for the shadow of Tun, but Ke Lu Deng smiled, waved the nine-color flame in his hand, and said lightly: "No need to look for it,
They are all here!"
Um? Chen Feng stood stunned on the spot, looking at the nine-color fire ball the size of a fist in Ran Deng's hand in disbelief, with question marks all over his face.
"I remember there is a Buddhist saying in China, one flower and one world, one tree and one floating life! Although I have not understood the Buddhist Zen method, I feel that this sentence is quite reasonable, so this great formation of ten thousand rounds of strange fire is made of
Here you go!" Ran Deng still had a smile on his face, looking old and mysterious in the sunlight.
Chen Feng frowned, feeling that these words were quite Zen-like. After thinking about it carefully, he realized something: "Are you saying that although this flame looks only the size of a fist, it is infinitely big, and even forms another world?"
"Haha, I am indeed a person who studies Buddhism. My understanding is indeed very comparable to others. Yes, the flame in my hand may not seem big, but it is boundless. Those who swallow can only linger in the endless flames forever.
, until they are completely burned by the flames, because there, without me, no living thing can survive, there is only eternal flame!"
Chen Feng was sweating coldly and his face was pale. Although he had long known that Ran Deng was extremely powerful, he never thought that he could be so domineering. Just imagine such a terrifying existence, who else is his opponent? Because he doesn't have to fight with you at all.
He will fight and imprison you directly in his world, leaving you to fend for yourself.
Gulu...
Swallowing his saliva with difficulty, Chen Feng became even more depressed. He was also a system carrier, so why did he have to burn the lamp so much differently? It really echoed the old saying, people will die when compared with others, and it is better to compare goods.
If I had known that the Formation Master was so powerful, how much better would I have chosen the Formation Master back then!
Standing there with a bitter look on his face, Chen Feng sighed secretly, but then he remembered something and hurriedly spoke.
"Senior Ran Deng, I have been to Lanzhou Demon Territory before, but the monsters that guarded it at that time were only monsters in the realm of demon pills. Why did the monsters that guarded this place turn into swallows after a thousand years? As far as I know,
These things probably don’t belong here!”
Although Chen Feng was somewhat resistant to Ran Deng, this did not hinder Chen Feng's thirst for knowledge. He always felt that this matter was very strange, and it would be better to figure it out earlier.
However, Chen Feng's words made Ran Deng become a little gloomy, and his face that had been smiling just now was instantly covered with a layer of frost.
Chen Feng hurriedly stopped. With his current level of cultivation, if he wanted to challenge Ran Deng, it would be tantamount to seeking death, so Chen Feng wisely stopped talking.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, Ran Deng had a gloomy face and didn't know what he was thinking, and there was dead silence all around.
Sigh... I don't know how long it took, but Ran Deng suddenly let out a long sigh, a hint of helplessness flashed through his misty eyes, and then he slowly raised his head and looked into the sky, his expression indescribably lonely.
"Actually, all this is because of him..."
He? Chen Feng suddenly became interested. Long before, the mysterious 'him!' had been hovering in Chen Feng's mind, making Chen Feng puzzled. Now looking at this posture, Ran Deng seems to want to say something to himself.
What, Chen Feng is inexplicably excited!
"Do you still remember the spirit enchantment technique I told you?" Ran Deng suddenly paused, lowered his head and looked at Chen Feng.
Um? Spiritual possession? Could it be that he has something to do with spiritual possession? Thinking of this, Chen Feng became even more excited. He nodded quickly and said, "Remember, is he also the system carrier you mentioned?"
After hearing Chen Feng's words, Ran Deng nodded and said solemnly: "Yes, the reason why I said enchantment is very powerful is because of his existence. He is not only a system carrier, but also uses enchantment to
Extreme, and..."
Speaking of that, Ran Deng suddenly stopped talking, turned his head sharply, and looked towards the distant sky. His face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly shouted to Chen Feng: "Quick, get into the cave!"
After saying this, Emperor Ran Deng stretched out his hand fiercely and slapped Chen Feng on the chest like lightning. Chen Feng was shocked. He never expected that Ran Deng would attack him at this moment, but Chen Feng immediately realized that something was wrong, because
Ran Deng's palm did not emit the terrifying power as imagined, but a soft light flashed, pushing him towards the entrance of the cave!
Chen Feng was stunned, and for a moment he didn't understand why Ran Deng made such a strange move in the middle of his sentence. However, before Chen Feng could understand, a strong wind swept across the sky and earth, and boundless black clouds came like rolling roaring waves.
The originally blue sky turned into pitch black in an instant, and at the same time, an old voice suddenly sounded as black clouds enveloped the sky.
"Randeng, you have been hiding like a mouse for so many years, but you still haven't made any progress. Have you forgotten what I said to you?"
The sound was like a thunderous thunder, roaring in the air, the surrounding wind surged, the sky and the earth changed color, and a powerful pressure enveloped everyone's hearts like a mountain. Even the surrounding air seemed to feel this unparalleled power.
Pressed, it made a clicking sound and shattered like a mirror.
"Let's go!" At this moment, Chen Feng had been pushed to the entrance of the cave by Ran Deng's palm. Ran Deng had a solemn look on his face, and his silver hair kept swaying with the strong wind, like countless silver threads, almost covering his old face.
Most of the time, but even so, Chen Feng still saw the heavy look of worry in Ran Deng's eyes.
Chen Feng was stunned. He didn't know why Ran Deng looked worried, let alone who the voice from the sky was.
"Why are you still standing, get into the cave quickly!" Ran Deng almost roared, roaring with all his strength, and Chen Feng suddenly woke up. Almost subconsciously, he turned around and pulled Wang Simiao and Long Lao, who were still in a dazed state, and ran towards the cave.
But the moment the three of them entered the cave, an angry roar suddenly came from the sky, followed by a loud rumbling noise. As the loud noise came, the entire cave kept shaking. Chen Feng turned around in shock.
But they found that the old figure of Ran Deng rushed towards the cave like a madman, and then he made a seal with both hands, and the divine light around him vibrated, and a bright glow flashed through, sealing the entrance of the cave violently.
Chen Feng looked confused, wondering who could put Ran Deng in such a situation.
But just when Chen Feng was looking confused, something unexpected happened again. He saw a black mist suddenly pass through Ran Deng's chest, pinning him to the glow barrier, and then Ran Deng opened his eyes wide.
He opened his eyes, struggled to open his mouth, and blood stained his clothes red along his chest, making a hoarse and unpleasant sound.
