Reborn Killer Supreme

Chapter 662

"Of course, of course! Do you know what kind of flame this is? Do you know what kind of flame this is!" Feng Bamian kept shaking Shangguan Xiaoyao's hand, and kept repeating a sentence.

Shangguan Xiaoyao couldn't help being frightened by Feng Bamian's crazy movements, and broke out in a cold sweat, trying to wrest his hand from Feng Bamian's grip.

"Feng Bamian, calm down, speak slowly, don't shake my hand!" However, Feng Bamian's hands are really as strong as pliers, no matter how hard Shangguan Xiaoyao exerts, he can't break free from Feng Bamian's hand.

"Wait a minute, Xia Qingyue!" Feng Bamian suddenly stopped his madness, and jumped in front of Xia Qingyue. "Xia Qingyue, you still have to meet the prince, right? Go, go, leave it to me to follow Shangguan Xiaoyao!"

After Feng Bamian finished speaking, he waved his hand, and Xia Qingyue realized that he was already on the street outside the mountains and seas.

"This shopkeeper Feng is really a powerful person." Xia Qingyue, as a master of the imperial realm, was only capable of waving his sleeves in Feng Bamian's hands, so he couldn't help but rate Feng Bamian a little higher. "It seems that I can only go with the prince. I hope Xia Qingqiu is safe and sound."

"Let's talk about the flame again, oh my God, you can actually deform it!" At this time Feng Bamian was still in a state of madness, dancing and shouting to Shangguan Xiaoyao. Putting the folding fans together, a three-foot flame burst out from the head of the fan and pointed at Feng Bamian again.

However, the flame made Feng Bamian even more excited, and Shangguan Xiaoyao held his forehead helplessly.

Something unexpected happened to Shangguan Xiaoyao, Feng Bamian closed his index finger and middle finger, and said "rise", the flame left the folding fan and stuck to Feng Bamian's fingers.

"Haha, I don't know how many years I haven't seen such a pure fire in the furnace!" Feng Bamian excitedly weaves the flames in his hands into a pentagram, builds a complex attic, Become a ball jumping between the hands.

"What is this, the fire in the furnace?" Shangguan Xiaoyao looked at Feng Bamian's acrobatic movements with his hands in amazement, and said in amazement. "What is a fire in the furnace?"

Seeing Shangguan Xiaoyao asking questions, Feng Bamian restrained his playful mind, and answered Shangguan Xiaoyao seriously: "The fire in the furnace is originally the flame that burns all year round in the middle of the cauldron furnace in the center of the Temple of Time ruled by time. The fuel is time for everything in this world."

"The time of all things in the world...then whose time is the three-foot fire sword in my hand burning?" Shangguan Xiaoyao looked at the folding fan in his hand solemnly and asked Feng Bamian.

"Don't worry, this impure flame burns only the remnants of lonely ghosts, and of course a small part of your energy." Feng Bamian finished answering Shangguan Xiaoyao's question, turned his back and continued to pay attention Xia Qingqiu in the flames. "That furnace fire has never been extinguished in the God Realm. Even a master of all things like the master of the Dao dare not have the slightest contact with this furnace fire, because everything in the world in this furnace even includes the God Realm. If the Dao Master If the master really dares to stir the fire, it will burn out the immortal lifespan within a moment."

"Since there is such a powerful flame, why did the Master of Time die in the hands of the Master of the Dao?" Shangguan Xiaoyao saw that Feng Bamian would not return the flame to him for a while, so he simply opened his folding fan and waved it in front of him, fanning it away. A little bit of the slightly hot air in this room.

"This furnace is not something that the master of time can control. It is even said that when the master of time became a god, he learned the way of time from this furnace. The furnace seems to have stood there since the birth of all things, even if it is its master. Even the master of time can't move it." Feng Bamian manipulated the three-foot flame to circle around his wrist, like a bracelet on his wrist. "However, what the Lord of Time did not expect was that the Master of the Great Dao had secretly stolen his divine pattern, so that the fire in the furnace no longer regarded the Lord of the Great Dao as an enemy, and the Master of the Great Dao would explode when the Lord of Time was defeated. A part of the law is poured into the furnace, and the fire in the furnace that burns the past of all things is extinguished, and the past of all things has left an indelible trace in the world, allowing the burden of this world to continue to accumulate."

"It sounds like if the fire in this furnace cannot be ignited again, what serious consequences will it cause?" Shangguan Xiaoyao stopped shaking the folding fan, and asked Feng Bamian in a low voice.

"It's not as simple as the serious consequences. If the fire in the furnace is not lit for a long time, the traces of this world will continue to accumulate in the world. The final consequence is that this world will be overwhelmed and will be stripped and collapsed from the heavens and worlds. Will be obliterated into nothingness." Shangguan Xiaoyao stood by Feng Bamian's side, and it was rare to find that Feng Bamian's face was expressionless, indifferent as if it was a soulless instrument, and it was only at this time that Shangguan Xiaoyao remembered Feng Bamian His body is the River of Time of the Spring and Autumn God Sect, and the body in front of him is just the spirit of the River of Time. "And this is just the beginning. If the Master of the Great Dao thoroughly comprehends the God Rune of the Master of Time, it will be ignited again. However, this time the ignition will no longer be the original law of creation. It will be the ability evolved by the Master of the Great Dao itself. , the past of all things will be controlled by the Master of the Dao between applause."

Shangguan Xiaoyao quietly pondered the profound meaning of Feng Bamian's dictation, and felt that the Master of the Great Dao might have become a real behemoth, and a layer of sweat oozed out of his hands before he knew it.

"If you really step into the God Realm, you are destined to stand on the opposite side with that master of the great way." Feng Bamian turned his head to stare at Shangguan Xiaoyao, and Shangguan Xiaoyao also looked at him. "At that time, you will fully inherit the legacy of the Spring and Autumn Shenzong, and I will truly reveal all the secrets to you."

"If I can live to that time, let's talk about it. With my current trouble-making level, I'm afraid I will provoke the Lord of the Great Dao before I ascended to the God Realm, and then he will come down to kill me in person." Shangguan Xiaoyao took a wisp Smile, joked. "Don't think about things so far away, let's think about how to save Xia Qingqiu first."

"Actually, I told a lie." Feng Bamian sighed, his face regained its vitality, but there was a sad look on it again. "This Xia Qingqiu's original remaining chance of healing is only [-]% to [-]%. I can't bear Xia Qingyue to be hit, so I forcefully say that it depends on Xia Qingqiu's fortune."

"I don't blame you, I have already seen it. I am afraid that the Zijin family is going to prepare for a funeral." Shangguan Xiaoyao stared at the flames. At this time, Xia Qingqiu's figure was completely buried by the fire, and Shangguan Xiaoyao could only vaguely see it. A human figure looming in the phoenix perch. "If Patriarch Xia Chonglou asked, how should we answer?"

"But it's not necessary now, since I have such a pure furnace fire, I'm [-]% sure of saving Xia Qingqiu!" Feng Bamian finished speaking, and the ring of fire on his wrist quickly shot into Feng Qimu In the pile, the originally blue-yellow flames rose rapidly, and they were about to hook onto the beams of the roof in the blink of an eye.

"You Shanhaiju...Can you stand this fire?" Although there was no smoke coming out of the fire in the furnace, Shangguan Xiaoyao still felt a puff of smoke blowing towards his face.

"Shanhaiju is a magic weapon. If you can't even withstand the fire in this shapeless furnace, how can you be worthy of me, Feng Bamian!" When Feng Bamian said this, the body naturally revealed A haughty aura caused Shangguan Xiaoyao to feel an urge to bow down.

"But the beams are already dark." Shangguan Xiaoyao stretched out his arms to direct Feng Bamian's gaze to the beams on the roof, which had already been covered with a layer of Herbal Frost.

"How come, the fire in the furnace on this fan shouldn't be so pure, it's not in line with common sense at all!" Seeing the fire, Feng Bamian seemed to be igniting the beams of the house, waving cold air again and again to form a barrier Confine the entire flame in a circle.

After the flame was imprisoned, Shangguan Xiaoyao also felt much better, so he passed the folding fan in his hand to Feng Bamian and asked, "Feng Bamian, since Xia Qingqiu's condition has stabilized, how about taking a look at this folding fan?"

Hearing this, Feng Bamian frowned and took the folding fan from Shangguan Xiaoyao, and opened it with both hands to examine it carefully.

"Xiao Yao, how did you get this folding fan?" Feng Bamian looked at it for a while and asked aloud. "Such a heavy thing is not something in this world, please don't hide it."

"To be honest, I really don't have any impression of this folding fan. It seems that it appeared in my space ring after returning from Youyun Secret Realm. Feng Bamian, you should know that there are everything in my space ring. This The folding fan may have been in the ring a long time ago, but I just forgot." Shangguan Xiaoyao thought while resting his thumb on his chin. "Why, what's so strange about this folding fan?"

"What's strange? As the spirit of time, I can't see through it. It seems to be an ordinary fan!" No matter what kind of pupil skills Feng Bamian used, he couldn't tell the true state of the folding fan. See through. "But tell me, how does this fan, which is an ordinary fan, keep changing!"

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Xiaoyao moved his head closer, but found that it was just a white paper fan with nothing on it.

"You old boy, are you lying to me, there is nothing on this fan, where is the constant change?" Shangguan Xiaoyao said with a sneer.

"Huh? Can't you see, there is an ink dragon dancing on this fan!" Feng Bamian became more and more excited as he spoke, and the saliva flew out of his mouth and sprayed the entire fan.

"What are you doing, do you want me to use this fan?" Seeing this, Shangguan Xiaoyao hurriedly took the fan back from Feng Bamian's hands, while waving his hands, a gust of cold wind froze the saliva on it and shook himself off. "Please, Feng Bamian, calm down a little bit?"

(End of this chapter)