Chapter 1321 Play with fire and set yourself on fire!
at the same time.
In the secular world, loud noises erupted on the outskirts of Jinling City.
"Boom!"
The energy exploded, and a ball of fire fell from the sky, burning almost half of the mountain.
A figure walked out of the blazing fire, wearing a gray robe and with a strong aura. It was Bai Han, the ancestor of the Bai family in Nanling.
and.
His aura at this time was clearly that of the God Transformation state.
"Fan Zhongtian, I am one step ahead of you after all."
Bai Han's eyes were swaying with two balls of fire, and he said indifferently: "One step is fast, each step is fast, what are you going to do to stop me now?"
Zheng! The sword energy is everywhere.
Fan Zhongtian remained silent, but the mahogany flying sword in front of him had already made his attitude clear.
"Huh, Brother Bai, what are you talking nonsense to him?"
Teng Yuanzhi next to him sneered: "This old Taoist priest has been blocking us for so long, today we will kill him first, and then destroy the Purple Mountain."
Bai Han nodded, the fire in his eyes trembled, and everything he saw was covered in violent fire.
Murder is coming.
Not only did Fan Zhongtian not retreat, his old eyes even contained fighting intent.
With a wave of his sleeves and robe, a small black copper bell appeared in his hand. The small bell was engraved with golden runes, exuding strong pressure.
"Dong——" the bell rang.
The speed of the fire spurting in front slowed down slightly. At this moment, Fan Zhongtian's eyes flashed brightly, and the mahogany flying sword suddenly broke through the void, coming with killing power.
"Too weak."
Bai Han laughed sarcastically.
He has entered the realm of becoming a god, and his strength has skyrocketed. Although Fan Zhongtian is strong, he is only half a step into the realm of gods.
Just half a step.
A world of difference.
Bai Han had a faint smile on his lips. He pointed a finger, and a white fire instantly condensed on his fingertips, burning the void.
Before the white fire could hit, the Taomu Flying Sword seemed unable to withstand the pressure and shattered.
"Um?"
The smile on Bai Han's face suddenly froze.
The next moment.
"ah!"
A scream came from the side.
With the bloody light rising to the sky, Teng Yuanzhi, who was rushing beside him, had his arm cut off. He was covered in blood and ran toward Bai Han in shock.
"Brother Bai, save me quickly!"
Fujitohara screamed.
Not far behind him, the mahogany flying sword was stained with blood, shattering the void and coming to kill again.
The goal of Taomu Feijian from beginning to end was not Bai Han, but Fujian Yuanzhi.
"presumptuous!"
Bai Han shouted angrily, his tone filled with violent spiritual power, with him as the center, ripples visible to the naked eye appeared all over his body.
Rumble! Wherever the ripples passed, the surrounding mountains burst into pieces, and boulders rolled to the ground with a huge roar.
Taomu Feijian's forward speed was finally stopped.
Bai Han took a step forward and stood in front of Tang Zhiyuan, completely defeating Fan Zhongtian's plan to kill one person first.
"Fan Zhongtian, you are indeed very strong. You have suppressed various families in Nanling for decades."
Bai Han's tone was cold and without any emotion: "But unfortunately, I am still one step ahead of you, and today is the day you die!"
The words fell.
He squeezed the magic formula with his hand and photographed it in front of him.
Boom! Two fiery snakes tens of meters high condensed, their pupils stood up, and strange flames glowed.
"Hiss--" The fire snake pounced, stirring up waves of heat.
Fan Zhongtian looked indifferent, pointed his sword at a point, and the mahogany flying sword shook the void and slashed down suddenly.
The sword slashed the fiery snake, causing bursts of fire to fall down.
But the strange thing is that no matter how much Taomu Feijian killed him, the fire snake showed no signs of weakening. Instead, it was inspired to become more ferocious and violent.
This is the fire snake that Bai Han condensed with his own soul. The soul power of a strong person in the divine realm is extremely powerful, far beyond what a Yuanying realm monk can match.
"roar!"
The two fire snakes sprayed poisonous fire, and the green poisonous fire sprayed out, and the void was suddenly filled with a fishy smell. Even with Fan Zhongtian's cultivation, he felt a little dizzy after smelling the fishy smell.
The bell rang.
The small black copper bell swelled in the storm and instantly transformed into a giant bell with a height of 100 meters.
The bell stood upside down and fell with a crash.
"Boom!"
The poisonous fire was swallowed up by the black copper bell, and a corrosive sound of "chichichichi" was heard from inside.
The fire snake became violent, bared its teeth and rushed towards the bronze bell.
Bang! Boom! There was a loud roar, the sound resounded like thunder, and the surrounding earth trembled.
Even in the collision, in the area where Fan Zhongtian and Bai Han fought, the formations in the surrounding void were shaken to the point of showing traces.
This is the Jinling City Defense Formation.
The previous formation could not only protect the entire city, but also enhance Fan Zhongtian's strength.
But now.
Because the core of the city defense formation needs to seal the leaked ghost energy, only a small part of the formation can be used at this time to cover up the fluctuations in the battle.
Even so.
Under Bai Han's attack, the fluctuations became more intense, reaching the limit of the formation's operation.
"I heard that there has been a big change within Jinling City. Now it seems that it is not groundless."
Bai Han's eyes flashed: "God is really helping me!"
"Don't worry, no matter what, you won't be able to set foot in Jinling City."
Fan Zhongtian said indifferently: "Bai Han, I want to give you a piece of advice, don't play with fire and burn yourself."
"Playing with fire and burning yourself?"
A sly smile appeared on Bai Han's face: "My Nanling Bai family is proficient in the magical power of controlling fire and has never said anything about self-immolation. Fan Zhongtian, your statement is completely wrong."
"You don't need to waste your time. Today, my Nanling Bai family will move into Jinling City."
"Whoever dares to stop him will be killed without mercy!"
Boom! The void trembled, and three more fire snakes condensed out. Counting the previous two, there were five fire snakes entrenched in the void.
A terrible heat wave is coming.
The hillside below was already in flames, and the rocks were melted.
Even Teng Yuanzhi next to him retreated away with a palpitating expression on his face.
"It's time to end."
A ferocious smile appeared on the corner of Bai Han's mouth. He waved his sleeves, and five fire snakes rushed towards him. He himself took a step forward, and Shattered Void appeared in front of Fan Zhongtian, slapping them down with a palm.
The power of the palm holds the wind and fire, and the power is terrifying.
Fan Zhongtian's expression was solemn, his brows were furrowed, and his robes were flowing violently around him.
Sudden.
Fan Zhongtian squeezed the magic formula with his hand and shouted coldly: "Bing!"
"Pro!"
"fight!"
"Who!"
"all!"
"..." Fan Zhongtian directly used five words of the nine-character Taoist mantra.
Boom! The rolling pressure burst out, the void trembled, and a pure and rich Taoist aura fell from the sky, directly suppressing the five fire snakes in the void.
At this time, Bai Han's fierce palm wind suddenly fell, and his murderous intent boiled.
"die!"
Bai Han's cold eyes contained murderous intent.
This palm contains the origin of a god-level monk, with a vast aura, and a level of coercion falls down, confining all the void around Fan Zhongtian.
Fan Zhongtian raised his eyes, looked at the top of his head indifferently, and said a mysterious sound - "Array!"
The sixth word of the Nine-Character Mantra.
The word "formation" is held in the body, which can destroy demons and gods, and support the formation of heaven and earth to break through the realm and fight.
A violent wind surges in the void.
The spiritual power within a hundred miles radius gathered crazily, and was then absorbed into Fan Zhongtian's body, and his aura also increased.
"Crack!"
There was only a crisp cracking sound, as if some kind of shackles were being broken free, and the world was quiet.
Fan Zhongtian's old eyes flashed with brilliance, and he reached out to grab the top of his head, fighting with his bare hands against the giant divine palm.