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Five hundred and thirtieth chapters Xiucheng Daluo

Nezha smiled and said, "You have only seen the Buddha's world suffer disasters, but you have never seen the Buddhist scenery." He didn't seem to want to talk more about this point, and pointed to the front and said, "There has been a change in front. Look, the ocean in the middle has been evaporated into fog by the high temperature."

Xuankong narrowed his eyes and saw a mist hole formed in the Poison Abyss Sea, all of which were burned by the Golden Flame of the Sun.

It was just strange that it seemed that the main power of the Sun Golden Flame was bound in this hole.

Just a little residual heat has boiled the entire poisonous abyss sea. You can imagine how high the temperature in the fog in the middle is.

Xuan Kong shook his head, but there was no way to do it, so he simply said, "Let's go for it!" As he said that, he closed his eyes and concentrated, and the heavenly spirit opened. A cloud of Qing protected Xuan Kong's body and slowly pushed him forward.

Nezha also gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, silently prayed, and his soul quickly protected his body, following Xuankong and swam forward.

As expected, the temperature in the aerosol was much higher than that in the outside world's poison abyss. An extremely hot, hot, boiling fire poison invaded Xuankong's body. Whether Xuankong was pinching the fire avoidance technique or the surrounding protective Qingyun, he could not resist the invasion of this fire poison.

Xuan Kong whispered bitterly: "Nezha, I seem to be almost unable to hold on... It's just a pity that if my magical powers are still there, I wouldn't have fallen into a state of helplessness..."

This is the first time, Xuankong is almost about to give up the hope of survival.

Speaking of which, Nezha is the incarnation of lotus, and his resistance to external fire poison is worse than that of Xuankong.

But Nezha gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Don't give up, we can go to the Asura Realm! When we arrive at the Asura Realm, we will save the gods. At that time, we will definitely be able to reveal the black lotus on our heads to you."

**'s fire poison began to burn Xuankong's true soul, and he wanted to completely ignite his soul. The true energy in his body had been boiled by high temperature and turned into a fire flow, flowing wildly in every tiny meridian in his body. Red sun fire flames began to emerge from the places where he passed.

Xuankong's will was almost blurred. His hand was holding Nezha, and the two of them were connected in one breath, otherwise they would have been burned to pieces by the liquefied sun golden flame.

Their souls were almost on the verge of collapse, but the never-ending determination, which was trained in the Void Fantasy Pavilion in the blink of an eye in the blink of an eye, was once again inspired.

Xuankong bit his tongue through and turned to look at Nezha: "Three Prince. I have a life-threatening technique. If it succeeds, we can overcome this poisonous flame. If it fails, then you and I will probably go to life and death together!"

Nezha was powerless to speak, but just nodded firmly. He was the God of Fighting in Heaven, and there was no reason that he could not be as stable as a Qi-refining scholar in the human world.

Xuankong did remember a helpless and crazy idea. He recalled his state when he was refining his body by the seven ancient Buddhas in the Mengjie Ten Thousand Buddhas. His supernatural powers were sealed by the black lotus of the soul of Wutian Buddha. Xuankong used a little real spirit deep in his soul as the lead.

Taking his soul as fuel, suddenly, a golden Buddha fire burned around Xuankong and Nezha. The Buddha fire is different from the flames in the world. It is the devout belief of thousands of Buddhist disciples to ignite it, which can foster and protect the body.

However, the temperature of the Buddha fire is not lower than that of the Sun Golden Flame. Nezha could not withstand the high temperature of the Sun Golden Flame. Suddenly, another layer of Buddha fire was covered with his body and screamed: "Xuankong, you are really a madman!"

Although the temperature of the Buddha fire is not lower than that of the Sun Golden Flame, the fire poison contained in it is not at all. The flames of the Buddha Kingdom, which were extremely hot, ignited Xuankong's true spirit, protecting Nezha and his soul that was approaching collapse.

Even Xuankong himself can't explain how long this decisive magic can last.

He imagined himself as the most loyal monk and monk in the Buddha world in a method that was almost hypnotic. With Xuankong's true spirit close to Daluo Daoxing as the root, the Buddha fire ignited naturally continued to last.

As long as Xuankong's will is not extinguished, the Buddha's fire will never dissipate. Xuankong must ensure that he will not be lost in the burning pain of his soul being torn apart.

The Buddha fire ignited by Xuankong was attached to his and Nezha's body surface, but Xuankong's mind gradually became confused. His eyes turned black, which was a feeling that he had reached his limit.

Just as Xuan Kong's will faded and he lost his mind, a huge magic power suddenly sprang from a distant place and a powerful true energy poured into Xuan Kong's body. It wrapped around the Supreme Sun that had broken through the Buddha's fire defense and began to burn Xuan Kong's soul, the poisonous sun golden flame.

A black statue of a python head, covered with black scales, and two black dragons on his feet and wrapped in blue pythons suddenly appeared three feet above Xuankong and Nezha's heads. A blue light flashed, and Xuankong's broken true energy suddenly recovered.

The great god supported his hands and opened a light blue water cover to protect Xuan Kong who had fallen into a coma and Nezha who was also close to his limit. The blue water cover looked just a thin layer, but it blocked the burning of the golden flame outside.

The blue light carried ninety-eighty-one Zhoutian in Xuankong's body with vitality. A clear light was emitted from the Xuankong Lingtai. The black lotus, the soul suppressed by Buddha Wutian, was immediately shattered by this clear light.

A golden light burst out above Xuankong's head, the Niyuan Palace opened, and a small land, a jade dragon soul about a foot long rose slowly from Xuankong's top gate.

A little man less than ten inches tall stood above the jade dragon, and suddenly looked like Xuankong. He was covered with a flowing Taoist robe that emitted a clear air. A small Buddha's flame burned between his eyebrows, and a thick layer of golden light was shrouded in his body.

Having two souls is the secret at the bottom of Xuankong's box, but it is also a factor that restricts Xuankong's difficulty in breaking through Daluo Daoxing. Now, by accident, the high temperature of the sea of ​​Poison Abyss is comparable to that of the Bagua Furnace of the Heavenly Taishang Laojun, and the blue water light quenching, it is actually integrated into one.
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