As soon as the Fire Realm came out, White Emperor's Seven Swords suddenly felt a scorching pressure... Although Wu Jie's Fire Realm was not used against them, but they were in the Fire Realm and their cultivation was far inferior to Wu Jie's, so naturally they would
Under pressure.
Roland was not affected by the Fire Realm, but he was keenly aware of the situation of the White Emperor's Seven Swords. He frowned, and strange ripples appeared on his body, which spread to the seven people, blocking the power of the Fire Realm for them.
This ripple has no color, but it cuts out a blank space in the red fire world, like a piece of red paper with a circle cut out in the middle. It looks really weird.
If Changsun Wu, who had also cultivated the Immovable Fire Realm, was here, he would now speak up to stop this battle - it is obvious that Roland is stronger than Wu Jie, and not just a little stronger, but at least one level stronger.
Only when the gap between the realms of the two sides is too large will there be a situation where the fire realm cannot cover the other side.
Of course Wu Jie knew this, but he didn't move at all. Instead, he still smiled and took a deep breath.
Colorful rays of light flickered on him, turning into a deep red in an instant, and then spread - and at this time, his whole body had turned into a ball of blazing flames.
As the flames appeared, the fire world began to tremble slightly. Every time it trembled, the red light became stronger. The light of the flames in the center of the fire world gradually converged. It was not as dazzling as it was at the beginning, but revealed a softness.
The feeling comes.
This is a magical power that Wu Jieyuan only developed after Wu Jie Ning Yuan. With his powerful ability to control fire, he can restrain the terrifying power of flames and prevent them from leaking out, thus generating greater power.
If it were an ordinary battle of spells, this kind of power would be enough. But Wu Jie did not stop, but started to cast spells again.
This time, the flame was beating rapidly, and strange symbols emerged in the center of the flame. The White Emperor's Seven Swords only saw those symbols, and felt dizzy, and there was an irritating and burning feeling in his heart, and he couldn't help but
I want to scream loudly.
Roland waved his hand, and their sight was obscured by a sudden black sword light.
Roland himself, however, stared intently at the strange symbol in the center of Wu Jie's flames, and for the first time a solemn look appeared in his eyes.
His cultivation level is extremely high, his vision is also extremely high, and he has already recognized the true fire spirit pattern.
This true fire spirit pattern is a derivative of the origin of fire, and it is extremely rare to appear in the Kyushu realm. Only in the deep sea of fire in the extreme south of the world, those fire elves equivalent to the Huandan realm can give birth to one or two incomplete fragments.
The total amount of information collected by Baidi Pavilion over the years is not as much as the True Fire Spirit Mark that Wu Jie has manifested at this moment!
Being able to manifest the true fire spirit pattern means that Wu Jie's power has been close to the root of "fire" and has taken the most critical step in the direction of "skills approaching the Tao". Even though he is not strong enough now, since
Once you take this step, you will become an extremely strong person sooner or later.
"If this battle were fought again a hundred years later, I might not dare to stand there and receive his punch..."
Even so, at least for now, he is not afraid of Wu Jie's power.
No matter how high the level is, the intensity of the power will not change. Wu Jie's current power is indeed far beyond the level of ordinary Ning Yuan Zhenren, but this level of power alone is not enough to repel him.
However, Wu Jie's preparations are not over yet!
When a group of true fire spirit patterns slowly formed, moved slowly, and finally formed a circle, Wu Jie's voice came out from the flames.
"Xue Feng, the Eight Extremes Divine Peak, transformed into true fire!"
With a command, the natal magic weapon hidden in his Dantian shone brightly, and blazing flames rose into the sky, turning into eight blazing fire pillars, surrounding him.
The colors of the flames on the eight fire pillars are different, but each one exudes a heart-stopping momentum, and they echo each other and make a low sound.
Once this sound sounded, it echoed on the Jian Peak, causing every plant and tree here to tremble. No matter whether they were soft or hard, they all trembled in front of this low sound.
Although the White Emperor's Seven Swords were blocked by the black sword light and could not see the true fire spirit pattern, they could still hear the strange sound. Almost instantly, the Black Moon Sword, which had the least skill among the seven,
Yao Xi started to shake, and almost fell to the ground if his senior sister Feng Lin hadn't supported him.
But as the sound gradually became stronger, the seven people had no choice but to sit down in formation, each using their skills to resist the sound that seemed to pierce their souls.
It is said that the seven of them have extraordinary cultivation and are protected by Roland's magic power. They are still facing the aftermath of Wu Jie's power. They should not be so embarrassed. However, this sound was triggered by the Xuntian Shenzhou, and its power is already comparable to that of Huan Dan Zhenren.
The attack was reinforced by the Fire Realm, and even if it was just the aftermath, it was not something that the seven refining monks could withstand.
Fortunately, Roland discovered it in time and activated his magic power to add a layer of defense to them, allowing them to turn the corner. But at this time, except for Shen Yue, who had the deepest cultivation level, the other six among the seven were already pale and almost supported
Can't live.
"Fellow Daoist Wu's magical powers are really terrifying!" Shen Yue couldn't help but praise.
He Zhong, who has always been a bit sarcastic, said with a smile: "Speaking of which... we were lucky enough to fight alongside him back then. We will definitely become bragging rights to our disciples and grandchildren in the future!"
Hearing everyone's laughter, Roland nodded secretly.
"Although these disciples are far inferior to Wu Jie, they all have good intentions. As long as they don't perish on the path of seeking Taoism, they will definitely be able to achieve something in the future! It is indeed reassuring to entrust the future of Baidi Pavilion to them."
At this moment, the fire pillars around Wu Jie changed again. With the sound of ringing, the fire pillars gradually became larger and the distance between them gradually became farther. Countless tongues of fire lingered between the eight fire pillars and connected with the surrounding fire world.
It became one piece, and even the fire world was driven to become huge.
"Huh? What is that?"
"Pillar of fire? Why is Jianfeng surrounded by eight pillars of fire?"
"Is the Patriarch practicing any miraculous arts? Or refining some treasures? But now... it's too late, right?"
Many elders of Baidi Pavilion noticed the strange phenomenon here and started talking about it. But they did not come over to see what was going on - the leader had already issued an order not to come to Jianfeng to cause trouble!
The fire pillars grew bigger little by little. Although the speed was not fast, they had no intention of stopping. After half an hour, the eight fire pillars had become almost as big as the sword peak, as if there were eight more twin brothers around the sword peak.
, but there is also a strange power condensed in the center of the eight fire pillars, gradually turning into a blue glow, like a big fish, floating and sinking in the sea of fire, swimming happily.
Roland's face had become very serious. With a flick of his finger, a golden sword light full of profound meaning appeared in front of him.
Although it is a bit embarrassing to use weapons against juniors, it would be even more embarrassing if they were really beaten back!
That's all for him, but Baidi Pavilion can't afford to lose this person!
Seeing his serious look, Wu Jie, who turned into flames, laughed again.
"If you think my power is only at this level, you are wrong!"
"Eight fires combined into one, fire spirit armor!"
With a command, the cyan glow formed by countless flames suddenly fell down, fell on the flames formed by Wu Jie, and turned into a light and delicate armor, wrapping the entire flames in it, and once again transformed into a human form.
This armor is extremely complex, covering almost every inch of his body from helmet to gloves, and even has a mask on his face. Through the armor, the only thing that can be seen is Wu Jie's eyes - blazing flames.
It keeps swaying under the mask, as if his eyes are deep and fierce.
"The Heavenly Soldiers of the Ministry of Fire are summoned!"
Countless flames spewed out from the eight fire pillars, turning into Fire Heavenly Soldiers in the air. However, they did not attack, but formed a huge formation around Wu Jie.
This formation is simple and clear. Not to mention an expert like Roland, even the White Emperor's Seven Swords, whose sight is blocked and can only see part of the formation, can recognize it.
"Gong transfer formation? He wants all the Fire Heavenly Soldiers to pass on their kung fu to him?!" Lin Ye couldn't help but exclaimed, "How can my body bear such a huge power?"
At this time, he heard his senior brother sigh.
Shen Yue looked at the black sword light in front of him, with a look of distress and depression on his face: "Oops! We have become a burden!"
"What's going on?"
"Elder brother, please make it clearer!"
Shen Yue didn't answer, he just pointed at the black sword light in front of him and kept sighing.
After a moment, everyone came back to their senses - this black sword light was transformed from Roland's most proud divine sword. If he held this sword, he would not be afraid of the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation; but now the sword
Just to protect them, Roland must only use other swords...
"Could it be that...he had planned this?"
"How is that possible! Wu Jie is not that kind of person." Shen Yue sighed, "If you want to blame it, it's just that we are too weak!"
At this moment, the huge formation had been completed. The body of the cyan armor was slightly bent, and he took a step forward with his left foot, clenched his right hand into a fist and placed it on his waist, making a posture of charging and punching.
"You have to take this punch well!"
Wu Jie's voice came from under the cyan mask, low and with a buzzing echo.
Roland's hand flashed with golden light, turning into a thick long sword, lying in front of him, and said calmly: "Go ahead!"
Wu Jiefang laughed loudly and rushed towards him. With every step he took, the entire Sword Peak shook, and there was a rumbling sound that echoed among the mountains of Baidi Pavilion.
The Huandan Patriarchs who were discussing important matters in a large hall frowned together and looked in the direction of the sound.
"Is your sect practicing any spells? This power is indeed extraordinary!"
The head of Baidi Pavilion, Yan Kai, looked puzzled - he had heard the sound coming from the direction of Jianfeng, but the man living on Jianfeng should be recharging his energy now, how could he cause such a big fuss?
Is there any movement?
At this moment, there was a sudden earth-shaking loud noise, and a fire dragon rose into the sky, roaring towards the sky. Wherever it passed, the brilliance of the mountain-protecting formation of Baidi Pavilion kept flashing, but it could not resist it at all.
The sound of shattering could be heard endlessly, and formations collapsed one after another. In the end, even the storm circle guarding the mountains was torn open by the roaring fire dragon.
But at this time, the fire dragon's castration power has not been exhausted yet!
When the fire dragon went away with an indomitable momentum and a vague heroic laughter, all the Huandan Patriarchs in the hall were so shocked that they stood up one after another. You looked at me and I looked at you, and they all looked surprised.
It’s so unreasonable to practice spells to the point of destroying your own mountain-protecting formation!
Leader Yan forced a smile, made a "it doesn't matter" gesture, and took the lead to sit back in his seat.
"It's just a small accident. It's no big deal. Let's continue chatting."
At this time, Wu Jie, who had returned to his human form, no longer looked as fierce and heroic as before, and gently bowed his hands to Roland, who was staggering back from the punch and almost fell off the sword peak.
"Senior is really amazing! He can even receive this punch! Wu is so impressed!"
Roland smiled bitterly and swallowed the blood that rushed to his mouth, shook his head and sighed.
"What a terrible future, I lost!"
As he said that, he let go of his hand, and the golden sword that had just deflected Wu Jie's punch let out a mournful sound and broke apart along the numerous cracks that appeared on the sword's body, turning into fragments all over the ground.
