I conquer the cultivation world by drawing cards

Chapter 130 Innate God, Sanctified Flesh

Is this Samadhi True Fire?

Su Changqing's eyes showed a bit of surprise. After all, in many myths and stories, the most famous ones who used the move of Samadhi True Fire are Taishang Laojun and Honghaier.

The former burns Monkey King with the real fire of Samadhi in the gossip furnace, while the latter burns Monkey King with the real fire of Samadhi in the Flame Mountain.

Ok? ? ?
Think about it this way...

Why do you think the Great Sage is a wronged plaintiff?
Su Changqing remained silent for a while.

Brother Monkey, it's really miserable.

Then Su Changqing's thoughts turned, Samadhi True Fire is a necessary magical skill for subduing demons and demons, fighting and punishing evil, and it belongs to common high-level Taoism.

In fact, most gods can use it, but judging from how afraid Brother Hou is of the real fire of Samadhi, then only Taishang Laojun and Honghai should be the only ones who can practice the real fire of Samadhi to great success?
But right now, it seems that Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun's Samadhi True Fire is not bad, it can even be said to be wonderful.

Su Changqing thought like this, and at the same time restrained her chaotic thoughts, and concentrated on looking at the position of Wangtianshu.

Xiaotiangou carried her on his back and stood not far away, staring straight ahead at the situation ahead. When he saw Yang Jian using samadhi real fire to deal with the tree demon, the long tail behind him couldn't help shaking The ground shook, as if he was cheering for his master.

On the other side, Xie Junyao and Xiao He looked at Yang Jian with burning eyes, especially when they felt the power contained in the nine balls of fire, their pupils couldn't help but widen a little.

At this moment, both of them flashed the idea that this person's strength must definitely surpass Jin Danqi's cultivation base.

From this point of view, this person is not a disciple of any sect.

Thinking of this, the two suddenly shifted their gazes to Su Changqing. If I remember correctly, during the Zongmen Grand Competition, Junior Sister Su/Little Sick Yangzi seemed to have summoned a divine beast that could transform into form.

Could it be that this boy is also a summoned beast?

Xie Junyao and Xiao He thought at the same time.

Not only the two of them guessed in their hearts, but the honey badger who was thrown to a distant corner by Su Changqing earlier when she fought with those vines was also paying attention to the situation here.

Its two pitch-black eyes first looked at Yang Jian for a long time, and then looked at Su Changqing faintly, with complex and focused eyes, as if studying some profound math problem.

Honey Badger stood upright with his paws behind his back, and Heidou's eyes were thoughtful.

Obviously it just witnessed the scene where Yang Jian pulled Su Changqing out of the collapsed ground.

With these people and Badger all having complicated emotions, the eyes of Zhou Baichuan and Wu Ziang were extraordinarily clear. They didn't think too much at all, they just wanted to punch and kick the vines.

In a word, it is——

Others are doing brain teasers, they are making action movies.

- I kick kick kick!
——I beat it!
It is the portrayal of these two people at this moment.

As for Yang Jian, who was fighting Wang Tianshu, his handsome and gorgeous face was cold, his eyebrows were like cold blades, and his eyes were like the thorns of a broken halberd. He stared coldly at the furious and crazy Wang Tianshu.

Watching it crazily pull out one tree root after another from the ground trying to resist the attacking fire, watching those tree roots screaming and being burned to ashes by the real fire of Samadhi.

The young man stood there like Yue Yuan, and then slowly formed a seal with his hands, from which golden light burst out, and the strong wind suddenly gathered around him, as if roaring through the world.

The true fire of samadhi snaked along his slender and strong fingers, bursting out with monstrous power.

In the next moment, the huge and domineering real fire of Samadhi rolled violently, and the bright flame blocked all vision.

The true fire of samadhi turned into countless fireballs in an instant, and the flames rose up immediately, like a fire dragon rushing, tumbling and moving, surrounding the Wangtian tree, and the strong violent breath spread out without hindrance.

Wangtianshu is already a powerful bow at this time.

The trunk and its roots were scorched by the hot Samadhi real fire. The scorched black marks almost completely covered the straight trunk, and even the resin like plasma never shed, and the mottled and dripping cracks spread. It will break if touched.

Wangtianshu let out a shrill scream in vain. This wail almost pierced the eardrums of people. At this moment, the ground trembled violently, smoke and dust flew around, and there was a very strong bloody smell. The air came from the ground.

The wind was strong, sweeping the flying snow and whizzing past, like an evil ghost roaring, the aura of the surrounding world was withered, and it was all absorbed by the dying Wangtian tree. The Wangtian tree exuded a ghostly light, and the whole sky suddenly Drowsy.

Yang Jian is an innate god, and his body is sanctified, so the presence or absence of spiritual energy does not affect him at all.

He watched Wang Tianshu go mad coldly and indifferently, and the vertical pupil between his brows also slowly narrowed, like a cold sharp sword, pointing directly at the trembling prey who was dying and struggling.

The whole tree of Wangtian tree exudes a frightening scarlet in an instant, intertwined with the scorched trunk, weird and strange, forming a strong visual impact, as if there is a steady stream of viscous blood emerging from the ground, from the ground. The bottom of Wangtianshu's trunk climbed up, instantly dyeing the whole tree red.

Covered in blood, Wang Tianshu inexplicably had a terrifying and treacherous aura, as if he was an evil spirit escaping from purgatory.

The next moment, the scorched body of the Wangtian Tree seemed to have shed its skin, and the charred black fell off. The tree body became extremely scarlet, and even the blood-colored mist around it became more and more dense, almost like a real substance!

It's not that Yang Jian likes to watch people or monsters dying, but he has never encountered such a weak but changeable tree before, so he can't help but find it interesting.

So this time, the stern young man just raised his eyebrows almost imperceptibly, and looked at the Wangtian tree in front of him with interest, who seemed to have just returned from a hair salon.

See what it's really going to do.

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