Chapter 139 Magic Flame Gate Tibetan Sutra Pavilion

If such a horrible ghost summoned by Yang Tian from an unknown space is surprising, the "monster" summoned by Zhang Fan exudes that strong momentum, which is even more stunning. Although the "monster" only stretched out one right arm and half an arm, the terrible pressure surged out and oppressed everyone's hearts.

There is a lot of curiosity that is very strong. They want to know what this "monster" looks like. All kinds of magic formulas frequently flash, and the pearls of the magic treasure reflect the world and illuminate half of the sky. Such a majestic scene is just to see the whole picture of this "monster". Even the high-level officials of the Magic Flame Gate couldn't resist their curiosity, and their eyes flashed with black light. Obviously, they used secret methods to check, but there were only two people's results. The light man's face was white, and the heavy man's face was white, spitting blood.

"Gaga, these people are squeaky." Xu Zitong couldn't help laughing happily as he saw that those who forcibly checked were being counterattacked. In my eyes, the endless abyss is full of the power of chaos and the power of heaven and earth, and the power of the huge seal. Can you detect it?

When Zhou Ren heard the words, he knew why they were injured.

Someone whispered, "Senior Xu Zitong, can you see what that monster is like?"

When Xu Zitong heard the words, he immediately became serious and said, "I can't see the appearance of the monster under the seal." Everyone was in an uproar. Is the seal that can't even be seen through in the transformation period? Is it the true person at the peak of the transformation period, or is it also a god? The word God is already very strange in these three worlds. After all, no god has appeared for many years. This is just a word that has appeared in history.

"Teacher, I can't see this seal clearly. I don't know if I can see it clearly?" Xu Zitong frowned and sent a voice to the owner of the Magic Flame Gate.

"I can't see clearly that this seal seems to be the power of the great mercy seal transformed by the monks in the Buddhist world. This monster is probably a fierce guy. Do you know the origin of this mortal? The owner of the Magic Flame Gate didn't want to put a * by his side, so he asked Zhang Fan about his origin.

"I know, don't worry about the teacher. I, Xu Zitong, guarantee that he is fine with my personality." Xu Zitong said so. The owner of the Magic Flame Gate knew that Zhang Fan's origin was definitely unusual, but it was not easy to ask any more questions, so he had no choice but to do it.

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The ghosts of the entity summoned by Yang Tian ran to the abyss of the deep arm. This gray-black arm puts a lot of pressure on this ghost. The ghost wanted to beat him back. On the way, the ghost picked the skull in front of his chest and spit out a mouthful of turbid gas. He saw that the skull was constantly expanding and deformed, changing into a huge white bone wolf tooth stick, but the white bone wolf tooth stick was still stained with a little blood and kept emitting a dangerous breath.

Zhang Fan sneered, and a small black fire came out of Zhang Fan's eyebrows and fell into Zhang Fan's palm. The temperature emitted is enough to incinerate some of the world. This is the sky fire, which is more horrible than the demon flame of the world!

With a gentle brush of his right hand, the fire disappeared, and then appeared in Zhang Fan's purple house. The sky fire kept transforming into shape, and finally formed a image of a ghost-faced fangs.

Zhang Fan's eyes flashed, and Zhang Fan raised his right hand, and the arm stretched out from the endless abyss was also raised, the same height as Zhang Fan's arm, which showed that Zhang Fan could fully control his right arm.

He fiercely grasped the void of the ghost god who was holding the white bone wolf's tooth stick, and saw that Shura's right arm exposed to the ground suddenly became thicker, and the black runes exuded an ancient atmosphere, surrounding his right arm, like a ghost and god grabbing it.

The ghost and god shouted and jumped high. It was hard to imagine that the huge body of the ghost and god could jump so high. But Shura's right arm seems to be like a long river of time, endless. The strange right arm stretched infinitely, and his five fingers were open, holding the unexpected ghost and god fiercely. The five fingers exerted force, and at the same time, a black flame was born in the huge hand, constantly refining ghosts and gods.

The ghosts and gods screamed like killing pigs, and everyone's scalps were numb.

"Skyfire, it turned out to be a sky fire!" Xu Zitong, who was capable in the transformation period, could not keep calm and shouted in a lost voice.

Skyfire means the fire in the sky, and no one can tell the origin of this fire. The samadhi true fire advocated in the world of cultivation can be used not only to hurt the enemy, but also to alchemy and refine weapons. Due to the small amount of fire, it is believed that this fire evolved from the variation of Samadhi. There is no inevitable connection between the two.

Yang Tian's face is blue, and now he is really exhausted. He has not liked the magic formula of the demon world since he was a child. He is a mysterious ghost and can manipulate some weak ghosts since he was a child. So he is destined to be with ghosts and gods all his life. Because the magic world does not record the methods of driving ghosts and gods, and the magic formulas of the underworld are too general, these methods to drive ghosts and gods were explored by himself.

This ghost god is the most powerful one he can summon. Yang Tian can't drive those too powerful ghosts and gods, so Yang Tian lost at this moment and lost in his skills. If there is a systematic formula suitable for the cultivation of the body of mysterious ghosts, then Yang Tian may be thousands of miles a day, no less than Zhang Fan, who practices the three practices of Buddhism and demons. The body of the ghost is so horrible.

However, Yang Tian did not give up at this moment. He pinched the formula with his hands and a little blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth, and his pale face were particularly dazzling.

The ghost that was about to be refined in Shura's right hand suddenly disappeared and appeared next moment beside Yang Tian. Yang Tian's face was gloomy, and he suddenly entered the body of the ghost god. The ghost kept twitching, and then the ghost's face completely turned into Yang Tian's face.

"Zhang Fan, I won't lose to you, never!" Yang Tian was still doing a "death" struggle, holding a white-bone wolf's tooth stick in his hand, gathered the true power of his whole body, and smashed Zhang Fan fiercely.

Zhang Fan raised the corners of his mouth. If there is no suspense, he will win.

"Then try it!" Zhang Fan did not dodge. When the white bone wolf tooth stick in Yang Tian's hand was smashed, Zhang Fan clenched his fist with his right hand and shot Yang Tian fiercely. Shura's right fist suddenly hit Yang Tian's white bone wolf's tooth stick. Yang Tian's eyes darkened and he fainted.

"Wow", Zhang Fan took a deep breath and slowly calmed down. The black flame in the purple mansion slowly dissipated, and Shura's arm slowly stretched back to the endless abyss. The huge crack in front of Zhang Fan also slowly healed, making it difficult to see that there was a huge crack here just now.

Everyone slowly calmed down, and Zhang Fan won and became one of the ten demon generals, known as the "blood demon"!

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Magic Flame Gate Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

This is a magnificent building, a huge tower. The spire of the tower is inlaid with a black crystal stone, which is the eye that protects the whole Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. At this moment, it emits a fascinating light and swallows the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth. After a moment, a black fog will gush out to strengthen the formation of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

This Tibetan scripture is guarded by no one. It's just a few disciples who come to clean up at a fixed time. They can't get into this pavilion. If there are two safest places in the Magic Flame Gate, it is the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion and the Magic Flame Hall.

At this moment, the owner of the Magic Flame Gate and Xu Zitong are leading Zhang Fan on the way to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. This area can't fly.

"In front is the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion." The majestic voice of the owner of the Magic Flame Gate said lightly.

Zhang Fan looked up at the pavilion towering into the sky and couldn't help but be a little crazy. He scolded himself for not observing such a towering building. In fact, Zhang Fan is not to blame. In the distance, there is an invisible Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. Only when you get close to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion can you see the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. Therefore, for the doormen of the Magic Flame Gate, many people only know the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion and don't know where it is. This is just a legend for them.

"You can only stay in this Tibetan Sutra Pavilion for three days. After three days, you will be transmitted out and cherish it." After saying that, the owner of the magic flame door poked in his right hand, and a black token appeared in the hands of the owner of the magic flame door. This token is pure black with only one flame mark.

The black token flashed with a breathtaking light from the mouth of the owner of the Magic Flame Gate, which makes people dare not look directly at it.

"Now the array guarding the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion is temporarily closed. Go in quickly." After saying that, before Zhang Fan could react, he waved his sleeves, and an irresistible force came out. He sent Zhang Fan to the front of the gate of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion and returned with Xu Zitong.

But at the moment when the owner of the Magic Flame Gate turned around, a small black light that was unrecognizable by the naked eye flashed from his back and entered the array that was about to reopen and came to the gate of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

The array reopened, a thin black fog flashed again, and the whole Tibetan Sutra Pavilion disappeared.

"Brother, what do you think Zhang Fan can get in this Tibetan Sutra Pavilion?" The owner of the magic flame door flashed with a faint mood swing in his eyes, saying.

"I'm not sure, but I hope Zhang Fan won't be confused by those magic formulas. Just choose one or two. Too many words can't be penetrated in a short time. Three days later, they will be transmitted by the array in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, and the memories of those formulas that have not been penetrated will be erased. Someone entered the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion in the door, but they didn't gain anything. They were too greedy. Xu Zitong said lightly.

"Did you tell Zhang Fan these?" The owner of the magic flame door turned around and stared closely at Xu Zitong's eyes.

Xu Zitong said without any fear: "To be honest, I want to tell Zhang Fan about this, but I can't help it. How to go is his business. As for me, the road does not overlap with him, and it can only have a guiding role.

The owner of the magic flame door laughed and said, "This is still the Xu Zitong I know. By the way, don't forget to ask for a pot of wine brewed by the moon.

"Haha, you haven't changed, it's still the same." The two looked at each other and laughed one after another. The scene of practicing together when they were young reappeared in their minds and was fixed when they were in trouble.

"Let's go. With you as my backer, I don't believe that Pingyue dares not give wine." Xu Zitong looks childish. He pulled the owner of the magic flame door and walked out quickly. The owner of the Magic Flame Gate shook his head with a smile and followed Xu Zitong, as if he had returned to the era of stealing food together when he was young.