I have a fairy palace in my body

Chapter 289 The Origin of Fire
Although Meng Taihao is not good at fire-type kungfu and supernatural powers, his swordsmanship is astonishing and his sword heart is clear.

Fang Han still knows his strength, so he shouldn't be here.

While thinking about it, a familiar figure came quickly from a distance.

It was Meng Taihao, but Fang Han saw that his robe was broken and his mana fluctuated randomly, obviously after a fierce battle.

Slightly embarrassed.

However, there was still a heroic fighting spirit in his eyes, which didn't seem to be caused by fighting the Skyfire demon.

"Friend Daoist Meng!"

Fang Han raised his hand to signal him.

When Meng Taihao saw him, he immediately changed direction and approached him.

At this time, another person came from a distance, but it was Fang Han's old acquaintance, Chunyu Lei.

I saw him looking in Meng Taihao's direction, his eyes full of murderous intent and fear, and then turned back to look in the direction of Shenhuo Pillar.

"Friend Daoist Meng, did you have a fight with this person just now?"

Fang Han pouted his lips in Chunyu Lei's direction, and asked Meng Taihao.

"Exactly." Meng Taihao nodded.

"This old boy is a late-stage Golden Core."

"Because he coveted my ancient treasure flying sword and some treasures he got, he actually attacked me while I was fighting the Skyfire demon."

Meng Taihao looked in Chunyulei's direction and sneered disdainfully.

As a golden core sword cultivator with a clear sword heart, he pays attention to being upright and upright, and this sneak attack from the back of Sanluan naturally makes him very despised.

"Hehe, fellow Daoist Meng, you don't know this, it fits this person's style very well."

"He was originally a pirate." Fang Han also looked at Chunyu Lei and sneered.

"Eh, Fellow Daoist Fang recognizes this person?" Meng Taihao was taken aback.

"Well, we have dealt with each other, and there are quite a few festivals."

"Then let's find an opportunity to kill this old boy." Meng Taihao snorted coldly.

Although he was upright, Chunyu Lei attacked him first, and his cultivation was much higher than him, so he would not be so stupid as to fight alone.

Fang Han looked at him for a while, and started to cast a high-level rejuvenation technique on him, and gave him a healing elixir that he made himself.

Although Meng Taihao's fighting power was outstanding, he still suffered a lot from Chunyulei's sneak attack in the later stage of Jindan, and he was injured.

"Thank you very much." Meng Taihao accepted the high-level rejuvenation technique, then took the healing elixir, and began to meditate and refine.

When Fang Han was protecting the law for him, he was also watching the situation around him.

At this time, the number of monks within a hundred miles of the core has increased to more than 100, which is only half of the total number.

And the other half either fell, or were trapped in a certain place and haven't arrived yet.

Among the more than 100 monks who arrived here, some of them have already meditated in situ. These people felt that they could no longer move forward and get closer to the pillar of divine fire, so they had to meditate on the spot to comprehend the power of rules, comprehend supernatural powers, and comprehend how much how many.

Of course, there are some people who are not reconciled. They are just adjusting temporarily and will continue to move forward after a while.

And there are still some people who are showing their special abilities and trying to get closer to the pillar of fire from the God of Tongtian.

At present, the closest ones who are walking in the direction of Tongtianshen Huozhu are a few late-stage Jindan powerhouses, and the old man surnamed Chen is among them.

Behind is a group of about 30 disciples of Shenhuo Xianzong.

But these more than 30 disciples of the Shenhuo Immortal Sect are a little strange. Although they are all trying to get close to the Tongtian Shenhuo Pillar, they keep a certain distance between each of them, and they are separated in different directions.

From a distance, the formation looks like it is pulling a net.

Behind them are Xu Bufan and Xiao Binger, and behind them are scattered other monks.

Only after a while, Meng Taihao had already refined the medicinal power of the elixir, and his injuries were no longer hindered.

"Fang Daoyou, there is one thing I just learned."

He remembered something urgent.

"In the Divine Fire Realm, not only can you comprehend the rules, but there are also various fire-type supernatural powers."

"And it's very possible to grab the source of fire!" He told Fang Han in a low voice.

Oh, the latter nodded, not too surprised.

From the ancient Taoism book, he already knew that there were origins of chance in each of the Great Five Elements Absolute Territories.

"The source of fire doesn't appear every time the Divine Fire Domain is activated."

"However, as far as I know, the source of fire will definitely appear this time. Look at the disciples of the Shenhuo Xianzong, they must have prepared in advance." Meng Taihao pointed to the disciples of the Shenhuo Xianzong.

"Does the source of fire come from the pillar of fire that reaches the sky?"

"should be."

So that's the case, Fang Han now understands why the disciples of Shenhuo Xianzong are advancing in that formation.

It is for a greater opportunity to capture the source of fire.

Meng Taihao saw Fang Han staring at the pillar of divine fire, "Brother Fang, if you want to grab the source of fire, I can help you."

He is a sword cultivator, and he doesn't have a fire root, so the source of fire is of little use to him.

Fang Han smiled slightly, he was bound to obtain the source of fire.

"go!"

He motioned to Meng Taihao, and the two of them started walking forward.

The further forward, the more frightening the temperature emitted by the pillar of divine fire, and the greater the gravity.

Even Jindan monks, many people began to be unable to bear it. Gradually, many people began to fall behind more and more, and some people kept falling behind.

But people kept catching up from behind.

The distance of a hundred miles is only a blink of an eye for a Jindan cultivator under normal circumstances, but here, it seems to be an extremely long distance, and everyone walks slower than ordinary people.

Of course, this does not mean that they are all trying their best, on the contrary, many people retain their strength and prepare for the upcoming snatching of the source of fire.

At this time, people kept falling behind. Except for the few Jindan Late Stages at the front, more than 30 disciples of the Shenhuo Immortal Sect, and two people from the Tiandan Immortal Palace, there were only a dozen people still advancing.

Fang Han and Meng Taihao, one at the third level of Jindan and the other at the fourth level of Jindan, both of strength are generally not from the big sects of the fire department, and they gradually caught up and attracted the attention of many people.

Xiao Bing'er turned her head to look at the two of them. Although Fang Han wore a mask, his face and figure had changed, but it always made her feel a little familiar.

"Junior Sister, don't be distracted." Xu Bufan watched her turn her head to look at Fang Han frequently, and didn't understand why this ordinary-looking man attracted the attention of his junior sister.

"He came here at the third level of the golden core, probably there is some treasure bestowed by the master to protect him, nothing unusual."

Xu Bufan frowned.

"Senior brother, I'm afraid you forgot that we also have the Pill Fire Orb bestowed by our master to come all the way here." Xiao Bing'er said lightly.

"Yes, yes...that's true." Xu Bufan looked embarrassed.

At this time, some people sat down on the spot to comprehend and cultivate. Fang Han was a little surprised that Meng Taihao could persist so far.

But this is also normal, Jianxiu has a strong mind, and Meng Taihao is also using this road to the Shenhuo Pillar to temper his will and sword heart.

After a while.

"Brother Fang, I can't go any further." Meng Taihao said in a low voice.

He should be sweating profusely at this moment, but the sweat will be evaporated before it comes out.

Gravity is nothing, but his robes and armor are about to melt, and his body has reached the limit of the high temperature of the fire.

"Okay, sit down and meditate, we will meet up later."

Fang Han nodded, his expression was normal, and he seemed to be unaffected.

(End of this chapter)