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Chapter 337 Birds fly away in thousands of mountains, and people in thousands of paths disappear!

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    Renjiao Zhong Liquan stood proudly, looked at Bu Feifan coldly, and when he spoke, there was an air of arrogance, which was beyond words.

    ?The Lidi Flame Banner is an innate spiritual treasure bestowed by Lao Tzu Taiqing to his eldest disciple, Master Xuandu, and possesses incredible power.

    This time, in order to deal with Bu Feifan and Zhongliquan, he even borrowed these innate spirit treasures!

    Originally, Zhong Liquan didn't use the Lidi Flame Flag because it was his last hole card, and he couldn't use it easily unless it was a last resort.

    But in this situation and the situation, Bu Feifan's methods are superb, and all kinds of hymns are as worthless as Chinese cabbage, which emerge in endlessly, making everyone in a hurry.

    The powerhouses in Da Luo Jin Wonderland, under his command, did not get any benefits.

    Moreover, after some battles, Zhong Liquan knew clearly that fighting alone would never be an extraordinary opponent, and that he could be killed only by fighting with all his strength.

    If Fuhu Arhat falls here, there will undoubtedly be one less general, and there is a condition of Buddhism as a temptation, Zhong Liquan immediately displayed the Lidi Flame Banner.

    "This is the innate spiritual treasure of Master Xuandu. Brother Zhongli even borrowed such a treasure. This time, Bu Feifan has absolutely no hope of escaping!"

    ? Seeing this scene, Mu Zha, who was standing on top of the golden lotus, looked happy and said slightly.

    He didn't blame Zhongliquan for only playing his cards at this time. After all, Zhongliquan was not a Buddhist disciple.

    "You can't be careless"

    Zhong Liquan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said cautiously, he was really a little timid about Bu Feifan.

    Any existence would feel terrified in the face of a monster like Bu Feifan who could read hymns at his fingertips.

    "Cough cough cough"

    Crouching Tiger Arhat, who was steadying his figure, coughed violently, spurting blood from his mouth, and his chest was stained red with blood.

    "Amitabha Buddha."

    Even so, Fuhu Arhat clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name softly, and said: "Thank you, brother Zhongli, for your rescue!"

    "Fellow Daoist Fuhu, you're being polite!" Zhong Liquan replied with a slight nod.

    Fuhu Luohan nodded slightly, and immediately looked at Bu Feifan, a slight hesitation flashed in his eyes, and then said in a deep voice: "The poor monk still has a method, which will definitely kill this thief, but it will take time to use it.  Brother Zhongli, please hold back this extraordinary step, and allow me to cast a spell!"

    "Um?!"

    When Zhong Liquan heard this, a strange light flashed in the corner of his eyes, and he nodded his head and said, "Fellow Fuhu, but please rest assured to cast spells, I will hold this son so that he can't disturb you!"

    After finishing speaking, Zhong Liquan stared at Bu Feifan cautiously.

    Even with the Xiantian Lingbao in his hand, he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to kill Bu Feifan, but it was more than enough to hold him back.

    Immediately, with a wave of his palm, the flame flag off the ground immediately fluttered in the wind, whistling.

    Immediately afterwards, a red light emerged from the flag, and boundless fireworks burst out.

    The Lidi Flame Banner controls Lihuo in the south, so the fireworks are naturally 'Lihuo'.

    The power of Lihuo is no less than that of the real fire of Samadhi, and it is one of the extremely high-ranking flames in the prehistoric world. As soon as it appeared, it almost burned through the void.

    Boom!  !

    For a time, between the sky and the earth, wherever the eye can see, is full of Lihuo wandering.

    Buzz buzz!

    At the same time, humming sounds continued to be emitted from the Lidi Flame Banner, and the red light became more and more dazzling. A huge aura swept out, and the 'Lihuo' rolled like a wave, covering the sky and covering the earth, as if everything was being burned, and rolled towards  Extraordinary step.

    "What a terrifying flame!!"

    Seeing this, Bu Feifan couldn't help shrinking his pupils slightly, and felt a burst of heart palpitations.

    However, the 'Lihuo' approached at an extremely fast speed, but it didn't allow him to think too much.

    Immediately, Bu Feifan quickly turned his head and searched for a countermeasure.

    At this time, the monstrous flames swept across the sky and the earth. If there are poems, which are the exact opposite of them, they can resist it.

    And the temperature of the flame is extremely high, and even the void is constantly twisting and vibrating under this temperature. If it is above the temperature, it is also opposite, and it can even have a suppressing effect.

    But¡­¡­

    At this moment, Bu Feifan was also very nervous, thinking about it, but he was a little clueless.

    Huh

    The whole world was burnt by fire?? Sweeping, Bu Feifan had nowhere to escape, but fortunately, the flame was powerful and extremely huge, but the speed was relatively slow. At this time, there was still a short distance from Bu Feifan.

    "Yes!"

    Suddenly, Bu Feifei's mind flashed, and a wonderful poem flashed, which was exactly the opposite of the situation at this moment.

    The flame is getting closer!

    Immediately, Bu Feifan couldn't hesitate too much, and immediately opened his mouth and said: "A thousand mountains and birds are flying!"

    Words fall!

    Boom!

    Above the sky, the cultural energy is surging, and there are many visions. At a glance, it is full of emptiness, and there is no breath of life.

    "Not good, Bu Feifan is reciting poems again!" Hui'an walker Mu Zha's expression changed, and he couldn't help exclaiming.

    After Bu Feifan opened his mouth to open his mouth for a holy poem, no one at this time dared to say that Bu Feifan couldn't write a poem of good quality.

    If it wasn't for the holy goods, they would be thankful.

    "Stop him quickly!"

    All of a sudden, everyone screamed in surprise. Obviously, they were all afraid of Bu Feifan's work.

    "Hurry up!"

    And the person who taught Zhong Liquan also discovered this scene, but he was not in the mood to talk nonsense, he could only quickly stimulate his own breath, making the speed of the flames sweeping slightly faster.

    After all, this innate spirit treasure is not his, and he has no way to direct it, otherwise, when Bu Feifan hesitated, the flame would sweep up.

    But Bu Feifan didn't care about it, his face was as calm as water, and he continued to speak, without rushing: "Ten thousand paths are gone!"

    Boom!

    The vision changed again, between the heaven and the earth, there was no one, it was empty, and there was no human habitation.

    "Lonely boat and hat!"

    Another voice fell, amidst the turbulent atmosphere, a broad river appeared, and a lone boat was floating on it. On the lone boat, there was a fisherman in cape cape and hat, which was particularly conspicuous in the empty scene.  desolate meaning.

    "Fishing snow in the cold river alone!"

    The last line of the poem fell, and the vision of the world changed again!

    I saw that in the endless emptiness, heavy snow suddenly fell, and the river froze instantly, only a lone boat was floating on it, and the fisherman, who was full of desolation, sat cross-legged on the lone boat quietly, fishing with peace of mind.  The endless ice and snow can't affect him in the slightest.

    "Thousands of mountains and birds fly away,

    Thousands of people disappeared.

    The Lonely Boat and Cape Weng,

    Fishing for cold river snow alone.  "

    So far, all four lines of poems have been recited by Bu Feifan.

    The aura above the sky is surging, the vision changes, full of desolation and coldness, but more, it highlights the fisherman's undivided attention when fishing, and nothing can affect him.

    Between heaven and earth, there is only a lone boat, a fisherman, and nothing else.

    Boom!

    And at this time, the turbulent flames also came to Bu Feifan at this moment, and in an instant, they enveloped Bu Feifan.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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