A wisp of the hottest, most violent, indescribable red light lit up in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The next second, you can see that Bai Zichen's exposed skin color has completely changed color, it is the most dazzling red glazed luster.

A terrifying power that he had never experienced before emerged from the depths of his body, making all his limbs and bones seem to be on fire, giving him the illusion that he could move mountains and seas.

"No, it's really burning!"

Bai Zichen raised his right hand, and there were traces of real flames rising from it. The Taoist robe he was wearing showed no signs of burning, and strangely penetrated to the outside.

At the fourth level of the five-crystal glazed body, the glazed fire god body that was only cultivated by the founder of the Qingfeng sect in the history of the Qingfeng sect appeared on his body.

The binding force of the huge dragon claw in the sky on him suddenly disappeared.

In fact, the dragon claw control spell is still effective, but it has no effect at all in front of Bai Zichen whose physical strength has increased dramatically.

With a flicker of his body, a fire shadow appeared, and Bai Zichen appeared directly in front of Meng Shigui. This speed was close to teleportation.

With a straight punch, Meng Shigui, who had a stunned expression on his face, had his armor shattered and was smashed to the ground.

Boom!

As if a small earthquake had been triggered, a large pit appeared on the ground. Meng Shigui lay in the pit and spit out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, there was a real flame burning in the chest where the punch was struck, and it burned directly in regardless of defense.

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts!"

The majestic and complete overhaul began to howl without any image.

Physical pain is by no means this. Only direct contact with spiritual consciousness and burning at the spiritual level can make a perfect Foundation Establishment monk so embarrassed.

Bai Zichen was unreasonable and clasped his hands together, and the terrifying true flames gathered into a ball.

He punched downwards repeatedly, each blast carrying a true flame, making the hole deeper and deeper.

call out!

In the smoke, a clear light flashed out, piercing Bai Zichen's chest an inch before stopping, and was directly pinched by his right hand.

The Willow Leaf Sword burst out with astonishing power, advancing towards his body point by point, but not a drop of blood flowed out from his chest.

"Stop it!"

Bai Zichen shouted angrily and held the sword blade with both hands, only to realize that this flying sword, which seemed light and weightless, was actually as heavy as a mountain.

The blade of the sword was pulled out from his body abruptly, and he slapped it down with an angry palm. The Willow Leaf Sword screamed again, and its spiritual light dimmed and there was no movement.

The wound on the chest was as thick as the baby's forearm and almost penetrated the front and back, but not only did there not be any blood spurts, there was no pain at all.

Meng Shigui, who climbed up from the pit, had blurry eyes and felt as if he had seen ghosts and gods.

It was enough that this remnant of the Fish Dragon Sect practiced body training at the same time, but why did he suddenly transform into a body training comparable to the perfection of foundation building?

Moreover, the weird true flame was still burning his consciousness. Meng Shigui spent a third-level disaster-repelling amulet to temporarily protect the sea of ​​consciousness and isolate the true flame from harm.
Chapter completed!