Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 487: Burning Heaven Technique
Inside the wooden house, Fang Xuan closed his eyes slightly, his face slightly red.

The black and gold talisman was flashing brightly in Fang Xuan's consciousness.

After feeling the call of that special space, Fang Xuan hesitated again and again, and finally entered.

The familiar feeling of dizziness flashed before his eyes, and when he regained his consciousness, Fang Xuan was already standing on the desolate ancient battlefield.

The ball of white light seemed to be waiting for Fang Xuan. After Fang Xuan appeared, it looked exactly the same as Fang Xuan.

He turned around gently, and looked at Fang Xuan with those eyes that had experienced many vicissitudes of life: "I seem to remember some past events."

His eyes were no longer empty, and various complex emotions were revealed as he spoke.

Fang Xuan did not feel speechless. Instead, he became quite interested in the past events that Fang Xuan in white shirt remembered.

At least in his opinion, the white ball of light in front of him, transformed into himself, is the only means for him to understand the black talisman in his consciousness.

"Then who are you?" After thinking for a while, Fang Xuan asked this boring question.

Fang Xuan in white shirt shook his head, turned around and looked at the vast and desolate battlefield below: "I don't know."

"Maybe it's you. Maybe it's someone else. It doesn't matter."

Fang Xuan looked at the other person calmly. From that familiar figure, he felt a strong sense of fragmentation sweeping over him.

At this moment, Fang Xuan in white shirt suddenly turned around and looked at him seriously: "He has woken up, you have to be careful!"

Fang Xuan was stunned for a moment, and asked hurriedly: "Who? Who woke up?"

The eyes of Fang Xuan in white shirt suddenly became empty again, and the look he gave Fang Xuan was full of doubt.

Fang Xuan laughed in silence and shook his head helplessly.

At this time, Fang Xuan in white shirt slowly spoke: "I feel a very special power from your body. This may be a turning point."

"Come on, release that fire."

Looking at the other party's serious expression, Fang Xuan thought about it and tried to condense the Samadhi Divine Fire in this special space.

What surprised Fang Xuan was that the ball of scorching blue flame actually surged out of his body very easily.

The flame turned into a fireball, as if it had intelligence at this moment, and flew towards Fang Xuan in white.

Fang Xuan could feel that after the Samadhi Divine Fire was suspended in the palm of the white-shirted Fang Xuan, a sense of joy was conveyed from it.

Fang Xuan in white shirt, who had no expression on his face, suddenly smiled and looked at Fang Xuan with great joy:

"Stop distracting thoughts, and concentrate your body in samadhi. So that's how it is. So that's how it is."

"The divine fire is complete, only the spirit fire and the people's fire are missing. Once these three fires are refined, it can indeed kill the gods!"

As Fang Xuan in white shirt spoke, he gently turned his right hand, and instantly thousands of flames swept over from the vast battlefield around him.

The flame, which was originally only the size of a palm, suddenly became extremely huge, and the vigorous flame had the power to burn the sky.

After spreading, the flames instantly swept across the entire battlefield.

In Fang Xuan's sight, the originally dark battlefield was suddenly ignited by this ball of blue flame.

In an instant, the sky and the earth turned upside down, and the earth was burned by flames and was riddled with holes.

A terrible feeling of burning heat flowed throughout the world, like hell on earth.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound came to his ears, and Fang Xuan suddenly came back to his senses.

Everything I saw just now seemed like a dream.

A flash in the pan.

And it is exceptionally real.

The figure of Fang Xuan in white shirt has disappeared between heaven and earth. A calm voice echoes in Fang Xuan's ears:

"I have placed the source of the spirit fire and the people's fire into your body. Once you have mastered the divine fire, you will be able to make further progress."

"When the three fires come together, the true fire will appear!"

"By the way, I'll answer your question."

"My name is: Di Jun!"

When Fang Xuan came out of the ancient battlefield, a strange yet familiar name appeared in his mind.

Just as he was wondering, a black and gold talisman suddenly flashed, and then lines of small ink characters began to flutter.

"Burning Heaven Technique!"

Fang Xuan's eyes flashed, and a look of surprise flashed across his face.

After triggering the martial arts supernatural power last time, this time I actually triggered a new martial arts technique!
For a moment, Fang Xuan couldn't figure out whether this skill was triggered by himself or given to him by "Emperor Jun" in that strange space.

He didn't have time to think. Buzz——!!!
Countless knowledge about the "Burning Heaven Art" turned into black waves and poured madly into Fang Xuan's mind.

Faintly, Fang Xuan once again saw the land that was burned into pieces by the flames.

Countless creatures groaned in pain in the flames.

Above the nine heavens, the brilliant light overshadows the brilliance of the sun and the moon.

This fire,

It can compete with the sun and the moon!

"What a terrifying martial art!" Fang Xuan didn't even realize that his whole body was soaked.

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Xuan came out of his sea of ​​consciousness, letting the plasma spread all over his body. Even his breathing seemed to be surging with flames.

A smile finally appeared on the fair face.

[Kung Fu: Burning Heaven Technique (Perfection)]

【Progress: 200/1500】

[Introduction: Heavenly fire descends upon the world, and eternal night strikes! ]

Under the influence of the surging feeling of fatigue, Fang Xuan slowly closed his eyes.

It's quiet at night.

In the space of the giant tree in the center, Pei Maoyuan sat at the top, and below him were nine old men with silver hair.

As the sect leader, Pei Maoyuan has the highest decision-making power in Taixuan Sect, but since it concerns the future of Taixuan Sect, he dare not act rashly and needs to discuss with the nine elders.

"This movement"

Pei Hongde looked out the window stiffly, "If I hadn't known in advance, I would have thought that the strong men in the Divine Wandering Realm were going to attack our Taixuan Sect!"

Another old man laughed bitterly, "If it weren't for the foresight of the sect master, this terrifying momentum would have razed the entire world to the ground!"

Hearing this, the elders looked at each other.

Pei Maoyuan looked calm and said slowly, "I think everyone knows his strength now."

"As for whether to advance or retreat, the elders have been discussing this for three days, and it's time to have a result!"

The elders said almost in unison: "Enter!"

Pei Hongde said sternly: "My Taixuan Sect has been established for thousands of years, and it has never been as unbearable as it is today."

"I agree to form an alliance with Fang Xuan."

"I agree!"

Hearing this, Pei Maoyuan seemed to have expected it and did not show any abnormality.

Among the nine people, only the old man holding the white scepter sat aside with his eyes narrowed, and had not spoken yet. As the chief elder, what was needed more at this moment was his attitude.

"Uncle Deyi, what do you think?" Pei Maoyuan asked after hesitating for a moment.

Pei Deyi slowly opened his eyes, glanced at everyone, then looked at Pei Maoyuan and said seriously:

"Leaving the mountain is a matter of a thought. If you leave, you can ignore the hundreds of sects, but you must not ignore that evil creature."

After the old man spoke, no one else said anything.

But there was a more solemn look on everyone's face.

The Great Elder was right. For the Taixuan Sect at this moment, the difficulty was not choosing with whom to form an alliance.

The thing that was suppressed under Taixuan Sect was the real threat.

Pei Maoyuan nodded, stood up and looked out the window. The area that was originally blazing with flames seemed to have calmed down.

"I have my own way to deal with the matter of the witch god."

"I have already comprehended the Nine Heavens Demon Transformation Formation. Taixuan Mountain is the foundation of my Taixuan Sect. Even if this incident did not happen, I have to get it back for Taixuan Sect!"

Seeing the determination in Pei Maoyuan's eyes, the nine people fell silent.

Pei Hongde stood up, his eyes solemn, "Xiao Qian is still young, Taixuan Sect needs you to support it."

"That witch god has already broken free from the formation. Even the Nine Heavens Demon Formation may not be able to win!"

Pei Maoyuan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head gently, "For thousands of years, the Taixuan Sect has not left Taixuan Mountain."

“This thousand-year-old ancient sect cannot lose Taixuan Mountain in my Pei Maoyuan’s hands!”

"I have made up my mind. If I really can't come back, Taixuan Sect still needs the wholehearted efforts of the elders. If Xiaoqian is not up to the task, then choose someone else!"

"Don't worry, I'm with you!"

(End of this chapter)