Chapter 277 Kowloon God Fire Array

Red, red everywhere, and the high temperature is dense throughout the underground world, which is a little suffocating. People had to take off some clothes to reduce the attack of high temperatures. Sweat came out of his forehead and dripped down his cheeks. Without reaching the magma, it turned into water vapor.

The scattered immortals looked for a foothold and stopped for a while. Just as everyone closed their eyes to refresh their minds, a pair of dark red eyes lit up in the magma. He saw a practitioners closer to the edge and slowly lurked over. Then he exerted his strength, opened his big mouth with sharp teeth, bit the practitioners fiercely, and then dragged him into the magma.

A scream sounded. After the man entered the magma, half of his body melted, leaving only the white bone shelf, which could not resist the invasion of the magma and slowly melted and sank into the magma. Be careful, there are creatures hidden in this magma!" After saying that, a green light shot out of his finger and fell on the place where he had just seen the monster.

Only a muffled sound was heard, and the monster was injured by Zhang Wenchen's ejected green light and made a sound. The huge monster with crocodile-like limbs did not appear, and the fiery red skin perfectly matched the magma and gradually sank into the bottom of the magma.

Zhang Fan's face is serious, which is the most terrible monster hidden in the dark! Don't take it lightly. Well, when everyone is resting, choose three people to protect the law, and then take turns. Zhang Wenchen said. When Song Kun heard the words, a sneer flashed at the corners of his mouth, and then said coldly, "Why do you listen to you?"

When Zhang Wenchen heard the words, he took a deep look at the Yuanying Xiuzhen. The practitioners only felt a cold light piercing his eyes and brought himself into endless fear. His limbs were trembling, his face was pale, his bean-sized sweat was crackling, and his teeth were trembling.

"Brother Zhang, my great-grandson doesn't understand things. I hope Brother Zhang can forgive me." Song Kun whispered. But no one noticed that the cold light in Song Kun's eyes flashed away. Then he turned around, slapped the practitioners fiercely, and said angrily, "Shut up, you don't have the right to speak here. Why don't apologize to Brother Zhang!"

A red and swollen palm print appeared on the practitioner's face, awakening him from the boundless fear. He looked at Zhang Wenchen with a frightened look, but his face was so swollen that his voice was blurred and unclear. Zhang Wenchen said calmly, "I have a lot of adults, and I don't have the same experience as you, but pay attention to what you say next time."

After saying that, he shook his big sleeves and greeted other scattered immortals to follow him. After another journey, there were fewer and fewer stones to settle on, but when I went deeper, I found that there was an additional object on the stone. That is, a monster like a crocodile died on a stone. In the monster's mouth, there is also a man's arm.

After staying in the air for a while, they continued on their way. In the end, there were no stones to rest. On the surface of the magma, more and more corpses of monsters are attached to the magma. These corpses also exuded fairy power and bursts of Buddha power. The aura fluctuation has not dissipated, and it seems that it has not gone far.

Zhang Wenchen whispered, "We should be careful. According to this aura fluctuation, the other party has been walking for about five hours, and these bodies suspended on the surface of the magma are their masterpieces. But that's good. They helped us understand the obstacles. But the next moment will be against them. Don't relax your vigilance."

When the scattered immortals heard the words, they nodded, and then carefully followed Zhang Wenchen and looked around warily, afraid that the monster would suddenly attack from a certain direction and drag themselves into the magma.

At this moment, a roar came from the front, and the sound was so penetrating that even the strong rock walls shook one after another. Everyone's face changed greatly. If this collapses, no one will survive!

Just as the crowd rushed forward, bursts of Sanskrit Zen songs came from inside, the roar gradually dissipated, and everyone's hearts slowly calmed down.

"Friends outside, come in." Suddenly, the voice of the old monk came from inside, with a power of great wisdom and insight, into the ears of the scattered immortals. When Zhang Wenchen heard the words, his body was shocked and said secretly, "This monk has a high cultivation!" Then he was full of momentum and walked in step by step.

The scattered immortals took a look and followed them in.

I only saw it here, which is a semi-enclosed space. This space is very large, about a hundred feet in size. And the magma gushed out of a cave. When I got here, there was no way.

In this hundred-foot space, the people of the fairy court are confronting the people of the Buddhist world. After the scattered immortals came in, they became a three-legged situation.

Zhang Fan's eyes swept slightly. There were about 20 people in the fairy court, dressed exactly the same, all snow-white, and the long hair behind his head was tied up with blue ribbons. There are about ten people in the Buddhist world. Everyone's eyes are golden, and they are all strong people. The faces of the scattered fairies suddenly became ugly. According to the number and strength, there is no advantage. However, Zhang Wenchen smiled at the corners of his mouth, and that's what he wanted.

When the people in the fairy court saw Zhang Wenchen and others, they all looked angrily. The resentment between Xianting and Sanxian has been unresolved for a long time. The murderous atmosphere emitted from the collision in the eyes of the two sides condensed into substance and strangled together. And the people in the Buddhist world have the mentality of watching the play.

The leading monk has a pitiful heart. It seems that he doesn't want to see the fairy court and the scattered immortals quarrel. His hands are folded. A wheel of aperture is centered on the monk and spreads outward, which contains the power of degree and calmness. The two sides who were about to stir up the incident calmed down the next moment, and the murderous spirit in their eyes slowly faded.

"Amitabha is good." The monk put his hands together and smiled.

Zhang Wenchen also saluted the monk and expressed his gratitude.

"Since we are destined to meet here, there is no need to fight and kill. In this way, it is really not cost-effective to provoke cause and effect and commit karma. We will work together to find out the cave of this immortal, and then solve this matter. The monk said.

"Follow the teachings of the master." Zhang Wenchen was shocked when he heard the words, and then said respectfully. The monk nodded and seemed to appreciate Zhang Wenchen's behavior. At the same time, he looked at the leader of the fairy court, and his eyes were quite bad.

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The number of words in this chapter is a little small today, and I will add it back tomorrow.