Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 1159 God Descends: King Qin Guang!

"Fellow Daoist Qingchen, maybe I'm talking too much, but the old Taoist still wants to ask, who is going to pass on your supreme alchemy technique in the future? At present, there is a suitable person to inherit it."

After some flattery, Taoist Canghong stroked his beard, finally brought the conversation to the point, and asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Gong Qingchen frowned slightly, feeling a little dazed in his heart, no wonder Canghong would talk about his experiences back then, and he was full of praise, so it was all foreshadowing for this moment.

But this problem is indeed very acute, because until now, he has not found the right person to pass on the mantle.

Especially after experiencing the invasion of the divine fire and feeling the imminence of death, Gong Qingchen's desire to pass on the mantle, unwilling to be reconciled to the loss of morality, became more and more intense.

In fact, a long time ago, he had had the idea to pass on his alchemy to Song Jinyu, who he watched and grew up with, no matter his temper, temperament or fundamental aptitude, was excellent.

It's a pity that Song Jinyu's talents seem to be used in cultivation. She has amazing understanding of Taoism, supernatural powers, and archery battle formations, and she has made rapid progress. However, only Dan Dao is completely ignorant, and she seems to have little interest. In the end, Gong Qingchen could only sigh and give up.

Now that the Song family has undergone drastic changes, the whole family has been massacred, the family has been ransacked and the family has been wiped out. Song Jinyu now only has revenge, to avenge the wrong for his parents and clan, and will not put his mind on such things as alchemy.

So until now, even though Gong Qingchen's way of alchemy is extremely high and he has stepped into the holy realm, there is not a single suitable successor for the people around him.

Hearing Taoist Canghong's words at this time, Gong Qingchen saw him smiling calmly, and then looked at the domineering figure on the ring, and couldn't help showing a hint of understanding in his eyes. He was a little moved, but still shook his head and declined:

"Thank you for your kindness, Fellow Daoist. Bi Bufan is extremely talented. Whether it is the exquisite fire control technique or the Ziji Heavenly Fire that he possesses, they are all rare in this world."

"However, a person's energy is always limited. It is too difficult to cultivate both alchemy and weapons without affecting one's own practice. You must know this. Why don't you let him inherit your art of refining weapons? If you want to find a successor, there is no rush at this hour and a half."

"Xiaofan?" Taoist Canghong was stunned for a moment, then he realized that Bacheng Gong Qingchen had misunderstood him, thinking that he was trying to benefit his grandson, so he waved his hand and said with a smile:

"Fellow daoist, you are too worried. The old master still knows the truth that you can't eat too much. Naturally, he would not recommend my incompetent grandson to you. To be honest, I just had this idea just now. An excellent heir."

"Not Bi Bufan?" Gong Qingchen was surprised.

"Of course not."

Gong Qingchen pondered for a moment, then asked: "Then I wonder who you are talking about?"

Taoist Canghong smiled, and was about to speak, at this moment, the sky and the earth turbulently surged, the space was torn apart, and an extremely terrifying aura came down with the power of vastness.

"What is that?" Everyone's complexion changed drastically, and they all stared at the ring.

In the Senluo ghost hall, the divine halberd is burning.

At this moment, Bi Bufan tried his best and strode up to the sky. His whole body was burning with a blazing purple sky fire, just like a god of fire descending into the world.

As soon as the halberd fell, the entire Panlong halberd grew several times larger, the dark halberd blade stretched several feet, the purple fire condensed, and the dragon pattern coiled on the divine weapon suddenly came alive and turned into a purple fire Tianlong spit out a mouthful of purple fire dragon flames.

Bi Bufan's eyes were pierced with purple awns, and thousands of purple fires fell down, like purple fire meteors, falling to the earth, each one was enough to burn rivers and rivers, and the divine halberd was like a pillar of heaven, slashing with anger.

It seemed that Lin Xiaoyuan was going to be erased from this world.

Lin Xiaoyuan's eyes were solemn, and she was also a little shocked when faced with Bi Bufan's strongest blow. She never thought that this fourth junior brother, whose cultivation level is not high, can forcibly raise his combat power to such a terrifying level.

The void is shattered, even true people in the Returning Source Realm have to avoid the sharp edge for the time being.

You know, her junior brother is still in the late stage of cauldron transformation!Then when he becomes a dragon and a tiger in the future, enters the Realm of Returning to the Origin, and transcends the Saint Realm, what will happen?

Just thinking about it, Lin Xiaoyuan felt a little horrified.

But right now, she was more just surprised. Although she was shocked, she was not afraid.

"Junior brother, do you know what despair is? It means that no matter how hard you try, you will eventually find that these are useless, because the gap is far beyond your imagination!"

Lin Xiaoyuan spoke suddenly, and said with a chuckle, her voice was clear and moving, but it carried a chill that penetrated into the soul, which made people feel a sense of fear involuntarily.

"God Descends: Demon Lord Yan Luo, King Qin Guang!"

The smile disappeared, and an indifferent voice sounded. On Lin Xiaoyuan's forehead, there was a ghost pattern, which seemed to be torn apart, emitting a faint light. She put her hands across her chest, and suddenly formed a mysterious magic seal. move.

All around, space cracks tear apart the entire ghost hall, the entire Asura Hell is collapsing and shattering, the divine halberd is chopped down, and the sky is full of fire. It seems that in the next second, she will be shattered together with this world, and will be wiped out in ashes.

But at this moment, a majestic and terrifying aura came down, vast and boundless, crying ghosts and gods howling.

The Panlong Tuntian Halberd that had been smashed down stopped, and even all the burning and falling Ziji Heavenly Fire was condensed in the air, and the Senluo Temple, which had begun to crack and collapse, stopped trembling and stabilized again, Bi Bufan Eyes wide open, bloodshot all over, feeling unbelievable.

However, he couldn't even make a sound.

Because of a forest white ghost hand, Ling Kong grabbed his neck and held his throat tightly, even if he exhausted all his strength, he couldn't break free.

Qi and blood flowed backwards, and a terror of suffocating death gradually engulfed him.

But behind Lin Xiaoyuan, there appeared a majestic phantom wearing the robe of Yama Tianzi, with leopard eyes and lion nose, and long beard. In an atmosphere of boundless terror.

That pair of dead and indifferent eyes made people feel that they were dying.

Even under the arena, Duanchou stared at him, his heart throbbed for a moment, and he almost couldn't help but cut Yan Luo with his sword.

Because this phantom is none other than King Qin Guang from the Ten Halls of Yama!
"It's really annoying to have such a dazzling flame appear in my Yan Luo Palace, ghost spirit of Huangquan!"

On the ghost seat, Lin Xiaoyuan looked at the brilliant purple flames all around, frowned slightly, and seemed to be a little dissatisfied.

As soon as the words fell, the death-like ghost eyes on her forehead shot out a powerful ghost aura, spreading and impacting in all directions like a tide, and all the purple sky fire disappeared in an instant.

(End of this chapter)