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Text Chapter 267 Zhu Rong fights the evil Buddha and the divine fire swallows the evil fire

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    It was a fiery red figure with the head of an animal and a human body, covered in red scales, with fire snakes pierced in its ears and fire dragons on its feet.

    At first glance, it feels like all the flames in the heaven and earth are controlled and controlled by it. Like the supreme king of fire, there are endless flame elves jumping around, cheering, and performing various fire scenes.  history of evolution.

    The surging breath of flames inadvertently reveals the ultimate charm of the way of fire, which shocks the soul and shakes the mind.

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    Because, what is displayed is a magnificent and magnificent scene of an entire flame civilization.

    "Boom"

    And at this moment, Pantian injected the surging breath of creation with a radius of nearly 100 million miles into this body, and immediately, the situation suddenly changed.

    From bottom to top, the first two fire dragons stepped on, and immediately raised their heads and roared. Straight flame snakes erupted from the ferocious dragon mouth, melting gold and iron, and it was scorching hot.

    Then, along the legs, the pieces of flaming red scales, like rekindled flames, suddenly turned bright red, and extremely quickly, this change flew towards the upper body.  , it only took half a blink of an eye to spread all over the body.

    It was as if his body was suddenly covered with a layer of red battle armor composed of blazing flames.

    Then, a tiny one-legged fire dragon was wrapped around its left ear. It opened its hazy and sleeping eyes, looked up to the sky, and heard a high-pitched roar that was high-pitched but very shocking.

    Listening to this voice, Pantian didn't realize it, but in his heart, there was a kind of pride that dared to fight the world.

    "Zhu Rong! Zhu Rong! Zhu Rong!"

    However, all of this, whether it is the red flame armor, the roar of the fire dragon on one foot, or the excitement and high-pitched voice of this tiny one-legged fire dragon, is just a foreshadowing.

    What is truly shocking is the huge pressure the pair of tightly closed eyes opened on top of this huge beast's head.

    What kind of gaze is that? The accumulation of time seems to leave no trace in it. Billions of years of sleep cannot weaken the sharpness in the slightest. Just the moment you open your eyes, it feels like this statue.  The eternal evil demon is truly resurrected from time and space.

    Between heaven and earth, and in Pantian's ears, there is a shouting and roaring sound called "Zhu Rong".

    It is as if the endless believers are cheering, shouting, and cheering for their god, their god of war.

    "Zhu Rong, let's fight!"

    Affected by these auras, Pantian had already poured almost all the power of the world from his whole body into this figure.

    But he still forced himself to hold up the remaining strength, and roared out angrily.

    The surging fighting spirit in it moved even the heavens and the earth.

    "Roar¡­"

    In Pantian's roar, the huge figure suddenly jumped out of the world between the eyebrows and descended into the empty valley, facing directly.  In front of the evil Buddha monk in the virtual immortal realm.

    And all of this, although it is very long, the real time that has passed is only a few breaths.

    When the monk named Yuchen felt that Pantian had broken away from his curse, he only needed a moment of reaction to see a huge figure burning with blazing flames appearing in front of him.

    "Donor, what are you"

    ????????????????????? Regardless of good or evil, this is the nature of a monk, and everything must be said first with an impeccable tongue, as if in this way, they can feel comfortable.

    However, Pan Tian was so weak now that he had no time to listen to these noisy sounds. When the monk could only utter a few words, the huge flame demon Zhu Rong took the lead and attacked and killed him with one punch.

    "boom!"

    "Suddenly, there was a tremor like the earth was shaking, rising from the valley. It was only after a long period of Yin Qi tempering that it collapsed without even a single tremor.

    But despite this, the place where the evil Buddha monk originally stood has a huge black hole that can accommodate more than a dozen people.

    ??The flames are still burning in this black hole.

    "Since the donor wants to take action, I, the monk, are not welcome." Seeing the powerful power of this giant, it was just a completely restrained punch with no energy escaping.?Causing such power, the evil monk also changed his color slightly.

    After chanting the Buddha's name, a jet-black flame suddenly burned out of the monk's jet-black robe.

    This kind of flame is completely different from the one on Zhu Rong's body.

    ??In addition to the scorching firepower, Zhu Rong also has a sense of integrity and majesty, which is the orthodoxy of the world's flames. The aura of the evolution history of fire civilization is contained in it, as if he can use fire to educate the world.

    ??It¡¯s just that Zhu Rong is so ugly. With this kind of aura, no one will think he is indecent.

    This is the purest aspect of fire.

    Although this evil monk also has an extraordinary burning aura, it contains more of a meaning of death, sinking, annihilation of all things, and the collapse of civilization. The person who holds this is the meaning of life.  No matter how beautiful it is, it is wrapped in this aura, making people instantly feel the ugliness and abnormality.

    This is the most evil aspect of fire.

    "One is as upright as a gentleman, as mighty as a king, and as supreme as a saint; while the other is as sinking as a devil, filthy as evil, and ugly as filth.

    ¡°Boom¡­¡±

    After both types of flames were displayed, there was no pause, and they directly entered the most intense battle rhythm.

    Each move is simple and unpretentious, but it points directly to the avenue of heaven and earth. The most core move is to be fired twice, and it is quickly used by the commander. Like a violent storm, it is a rain of fire all over the sky, flying and floating, beautiful and deadly.  .

    However, after fighting for only a dozen blinks, Pantian realized that although he, the flame demon, could offset the energy barrier of the monk opposite him with a radius of only one hundred thousand miles, which was a hundred or two million miles away.  But after all, the energy of the demon god on his side will be reduced if he uses a little bit, and cannot be compared to the opponent who can continuously replenish it.

    And now Pantian is like a disabled person, with all the energy in his body lost, without any ability, even if he can make another move.

    All hope can only be found in the Demon God Zhurong.

    ¡°Ho ho ho¡­¡±

    Suddenly, when Pantian was deeply worried about this situation, but felt helpless, Demon God Zhu Rong, who had already consumed about half of his energy, suddenly looked up to the sky and roared loudly.

    The flames all over his body suddenly more than doubled in size. The entire valley seemed to be melted in the flames. This was the result of all the efforts to restrain energy without wasting energy.  , otherwise, even the previous flames were enough to completely melt this huge valley into a plain.

    "Zhu Rong controls fire, there is no fire in the world, swallow it!"

    Then, just after the roar, the giant demon uttered a strange words in his mouth. Although it was different from any other language now, Pantian heard it clearly.

    "Huhu"

    Immediately, the evolution of things was completely the same as the words in his mouth. The fire that could be called the sacred fire of Zhurong was like a long dragon rolling back. With a sudden movement, it came into contact with the evil on the opposite side.  The flame on the monk.

    Immediately afterwards, it was like a gluttonous feast, accompanied by the screams of the monk. Unexpectedly, just after twelve breaths, the flames all over the evil monk were completely swallowed up.

    As if he was still unfinished after eating a delicious meal, the demon god named Zhu Rong curled his lips and looked hard at the evil monk lying on the ground, unaware of his life or death.  The flame energy was just a leap, and it rushed back to the world between Pantian's eyebrows.

    Immediately, surging, seemingly endless energy was injected into Pantian's world.
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