The hot area was like a flaming mountain. The speed of the two of them became very slow, like mortals walking, climbing step by step towards the higher sacred mountain. Ba Xuanyi was stunned for a moment after hearing Xiang Chen's words.
"sick?"
Ba Xuanyi looked at Xiang Chen doubtfully.
"It's... uh, what, stone girl's disease, it's a disease, to be precise, it's called congenital amaternal syndrome. It's a congenital disease. I can cure it. My junior brother is also a pharmacist. You have experienced it too." Xiang Chen said slightly.
Embarrassing, he saw something he shouldn't have seen before.
Ba Xuanyi's face turned red with rare embarrassment, but he said coldly: "No, I will never marry and have children in this life."
"Sister, don't you plan to get married and have children in the future?"
"This is my business, it's none of your business."
"Uh... Okay, sorry."
After many years of practicing medicine, I met two mentally ill patients. The former asked for a knife from Dongmen who did not want to see the light of day, and the latter did not want to see the light of day... Xiang Chen sighed: "Oh, I have good intentions too."
The two of them walked step by step towards the top of the sacred mountain. Looking down from here, the Desolate Sea Star Realm was shrouded in yellow clouds, with no one around.
However, the sacred mountain is strange. There are no clouds clinging to the mountain. The scorching heat is getting more and more frightening. Xiang Chen feels as if his body is about to be burned by the terrible temperature as he walks.
"Gan, is Tianpeng mentally ill? If he builds his lair in a place like this, won't he die from the heat?"
Xiang Chen cursed and took out a water bag. The water bag was filled with Tianhan fairy spring water. When the fairy spring entered the body, the terrible burning sensation dissipated a lot. The chill penetrated the heart and spleen, making people feel a lot more energetic.
This kind of scorching heat may be fatal to a person of his level, but to Tianpeng, such a strong person, this is at best considered warmth.
"Senior Sister Xuanyi, please drink some water." Xiang Chen folded the water bag and handed it to Ba Xuanyi, whose face was red and her whole body was dripping with sweat.
Ba Xuanyi glanced at him, his eyes slightly blurred, and he was about to reach out to pick it up, but he suddenly fell down softly.
"Senior sister!" Xiang Chen's expression changed slightly, he quickly supported her and then explored her body.
"I've reached the limit of my endurance."
Xiang Chen quickly fed her a mouthful of Tianhan Fairy Spring, and the cold-attribute fairy spirit in the Tianhan Fairy Spring dissipated a lot of the burning energy in her body.
"If you can still persist, then you can go up. I will practice here and use the power of heaven and earth to polish my Daluo Golden Body."
Ba Xuanyi struggled to get up and sat cross-legged on the ground.
"Okay, senior sister, you can't force it. You can keep this bottle of fairy spring water. If you can't stand it, just take a sip."
Xiang Chen nodded, she really couldn't hold on any longer.
And Xiang Chen himself, after all, has the blood of the holy beast with the fire attribute, so he can still persist.
Ba Xuanyi accepted the fairy spring, Xiang Chen gave her some pills, and then set off to the sacred mountain alone.
Not only him, there are about dozens of people who are still insisting on going up the mountain. Most of these people are geniuses at the ninth-grade golden body level, from super powers, or geniuses from other big powers in other places.
Xiang Chen's body changed, and he turned into a one-foot-long golden divine bird with a three-legged golden crow, and the burning sensation around him disappeared a lot.
Instead, the three-legged Golden Crow is actively absorbing the surrounding burning energy.
The Three-Legged Golden Crow is a bloodline at the pinnacle level of Xuanxian, and has not yet become a Daluo.
The three-legged Golden Crow walked quickly towards the top of the mountain with two slender legs, and one of his legs was tucked into his belly. He was not used to walking on three legs, while others liked to drive on three legs.
boom……!
Ahead, a powerful energy qi machine was released and collided.
The three-legged golden crow suddenly stopped and looked over with its golden eyes.
Someone is fighting?
Whenever there is a fight, there is an opportunity to pick something up. The eyes of the three-legged Golden Crow brightened up, and they immediately rushed towards the place where the energy exploded.
"Shameless bald donkey, put down the treasure."
"Oh Amitabha, donor, this thing is destined to my Buddha."
"I am destined to be your uncle. If I am destined to be your uncle, can you snatch it from others? Give it back to me!"
They were a handsome monk wearing white monk robes, and an angry young man with blond hair and a hairy face who attacked him with a long spear.
A spear is a longer weapon than a spear.
The body of this hairy-faced young man shines with ten bright golden lights. He is thin and has a monkey tail behind him.
A strong man with an immortal golden body!
The hairy-faced young man stabbed out, the void twisted, and the terrifying spear bloomed into an astonishing artistic conception. The artistic conception had reached the peak of the Great Luo Jinxian realm.
A spear turned into thousands of lights and shadows and shot out, tearing the void apart.
"Da Luo's spell, suppress it!"
The white-clothed monk condensed powerful Buddha light with one hand, surrounded his body with ten golden lights, and condensed the Buddha pattern on one palm, turning it into a huge swastika pattern.
This palm broke through all kinds of magic, shattered countless lights and shadows, shattered the void, and the surrounding hot earth and the solid crystal ground were shattered.
"Tongtian Fist!"
The hairy-faced young man roared, his arms turned into arms like ancient giant apes, and he punched out. Light streaks filled the sky and shocked the monk's palm.
When the two of them fought, the sky was shattering, and the power of the explosion was more than ten times more powerful than the ordinary Daluo Jinxian.
The three-legged Golden Crow was also secretly shocked when he looked at this scene. Both of them gave him a dangerous aura.
"The descendant of the ancient stone monkey, the true form of Wukong."
Xiang Chen looked at the hairy-faced young man and recognized his true form, the Ancient Stone Monkey, who was also a demon race with terrifying talents.
When Xiang Chen watched the two fighting, he felt like Wukong and Tang Seng fighting, but this Tang Seng was not a rookie, he was very strong.
The two were fighting with various magical powers, but neither could do anything to the other, nor did they know what treasure they were fighting for.
Finally, the monk was forced out of his anger and took out a long golden feather. The long feather was one foot long and could be big or small. There was a terrifying and ferocious aura on the long feather.
Chang Ling swung like a sword, letting out a long roar, and a knife-like golden light tore out and struck at the hairy-faced young man with a fierce aura.
"Bald donkey!"
The hairy-faced young man was furious, that was the treasure he had discovered.
Boom... the long feather struck the hairy-faced young man's body, the immortal golden body was cut to pieces, blood spattered, and the man was cut away and rolled down the mountain.
"Tianpeng Feathers!" Xiang Chen's face changed slightly. Those feathers are Tianpeng's feathers. Feathers are the feathers on the tail. They are very precious and contain part of Tianpeng's divine power.
The three-legged Golden Crow also has seven feathers on its tail, which contain the power of the sun's fairy fire.
"This monk is a formidable enemy."
The three-legged Golden Crow looked at this scene and said secretly, both of them are powerful opponents.
"Oh Amitabha Buddha," the white-robed monk recited the Buddha's name, then put away his long feather, and his eyes fell on Xiang Chen again.
"Golden Crow!" The monk in white looked at the three-legged golden crow, his eyes brightened again, he stepped forward, shrunk to an inch, and instantly arrived ten feet away in front of the three-legged golden crow.
"What do you want to do, monk?" The three-legged Golden Crow immediately became alert.
"I am Amitabha Buddha, my little monk is called the Sea of Suffering. Donor, I see that you have the root of great wisdom and are destined to be a Buddha. Are you willing to enter Buddhism?" the white-robed monk chanted with a smile.
The sea of suffering? I have no limit yet. The three-legged golden crow slandered and said indifferently: "My six impure roots cannot enter Buddhism."