The Glazed Sun Eyes have reached perfection, and the Glazed Yang Fire has already undergone an essential transformation, becoming a divine fire that only gods can cast.

The supreme divine fire, the God of Ten Thousand Fires, represents an existence that transcends mortal flames. Although An Bulang is very weak at the moment, and the divine fire he can cast only contains a trace of divine power, it is still enough on Hongmeng Continent.

Standing proudly against the crowd, no force can compete with him.

Even the Dao power and laws at the level of transcending tribulation can be burned together.

This is a hang-up that should not have occurred.

So Master Qingxuan was tricked and everything was burned by the divine fire.

An Bulang broke the rules and completed the feat of driving divine fire with his mortal body. This was the reason why Little Piggy was so shocked at first.

Master Qingxuan’s mental journey when he saw the divine fire was as follows.

Damn it, fire came out of An Bulang's eyes.

Humph, it's just Yanghuo, and my Tao power can easily block it.

What kind of flame is this? Why can even my Tao realm and laws be melted so quickly!

Help!!!

Immediately afterwards, Master Qingxuan's body was engulfed by the divine fire.

Even though he had all kinds of magical powers and unlimited Taoist power, he couldn't resist An Bulang's glazed divine fire.

Maybe he could before he died twice, but now his life source has not been restored, his strength has been greatly reduced, and the divine fire suddenly comes, hitting him directly in the face, it is bound to burn up everything he has, and he is simply unable to compete.

Master Qingxuan screamed and used all his strength to suppress the flames.

However, no matter what force he used to resist, the flames burned brighter and brighter.

The evergreen tree used to be able to block An Bulang's glazed sun fire with its vines.

Now, it was scorched black by An Bulang's glazed sacred fire, turning into charcoal and falling down.

Lu Mengyao, Yu Huai, and Zell all stepped back in horror.

They felt the extreme danger from the flames, and hurriedly retreated for fear of being contaminated.

An Bulang stands in the center of the endless golden divine fire, like the king of the sun, like a god in charge of the sun, with majestic power, supreme and holy.

Qingxuan Zhenren, who was once aloof and powerful in the Bai Ling Empire, was now burned by the divine fire. His extremely powerful vitality prevented him from falling down immediately, but he tried every means and still could not escape the fate of being burned by the divine fire.

Even after taking out the mysterious artifact Purple Gold Gourd, the Purple Gold Gourd seemed to have misfired. It had no power at all and was just flying around in the divine fire. This made Master Qingxuan extremely anxious.

Finally, his spirit abandoned his body.

The body turned into ashes, but the soul left the body and turned into a blue light and tried to escape.

"Under the gaze of the gods, nothing can escape." The young man said calmly.

Under the glazed eyes of Dzogchen, no detail could escape his insight.

An Bulang's eyes had long been locked on the separated soul. With his eyes focused, a divine fire turned into a golden crow and burned the nine heavens, pulling out a bright path of golden sun and falling on the soul of Master Qingxuan.

"No……"

"An Bulang! You can't do this!"

"I am a powerful person in the tribulation period. If you kill me, you will have endless troubles!"

Master Qingxuan shouted angrily.

An Bulang's eyes were expressionless. He had heard similar cruel words countless times.

He has even fought against Xuanxian, and he didn't see any trouble later.

An Bulang continued to use divine fire to mercilessly burn Qingxuan's soul.

Divine fire has the property of never extinguishing unless it burns out the target object. No matter how hard Qingxuan escapes, he cannot extinguish it. He can only watch his life being quickly burned out in extreme pain.

"I'm not willing...I'm not willing..."

Master Qingxuan howled miserably. He didn't even understand An Bulang's identity and was about to perish here.

"who are you?"

"What does that majestic figure that appeared that day have to do with you?"

Master Qingxuan's voice was weak.

An Bulang didn't answer from beginning to end, but was busy doing business.

In the end, the powerful soul of Master Qingxuan was also burned by An Bulang, turning into light smoke and disappearing from heaven and earth.

The divine fire disappeared.

Only the scorched earth was everywhere, still telling the horror of the divine fire before.

The young man in white clothes stood in the ruins, slowly narrowed the light in his eyes, and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"it is finally over."

Master Qingxuan was burned alive by him!

A bitter enemy was finally killed by him.

His mood has never been more comfortable and clear!

An Bulang picked up the ring from Master Qingxuan and looked at the people behind him.

Yu Huai and others were still standing where they were, some of them still unconscious.

"Master Qingxuan... died like this?" Yu Huai murmured.

Although he had been clamoring to kill Master Qingxuan and avenge Brother Huo Yu, when it actually happened, he still felt a little unbelievable.

Master Qingxuan is one of the three strongest men in the Bai Ling Empire!

"Thanks to the suppression of Guishen Mountain and the heaven-defying magical power of fellow Daoist Bulang! If we were in the outside world, he could suppress us with just one slap... I have to say that we have accomplished an unprecedented feat!" Zell

He said with an emotional expression.

"Everyone is destined to die, but the way Master Qingxuan died was definitely a very depressing way among all the great masters in the tribulation period." Lu Mengyao also felt that it was a bit outrageous.

It's like she is a powerful Taoist realm, but she is being plotted to death by a group of monks in the Divine Sea realm. She feels aggrieved no matter how much she thinks about it.

But this is the world of spiritual practice.

There is no absolute security.

No matter how powerful a being is, there will be times when it encounters disaster.

Didn’t the lofty and unfathomable gods also fall into the blood lake?

Thinking about it this way, the death of Master Qingxuan is understandable.

"The enemy has been eliminated. Can my escort mission be over?"

Zell patted An Bulang on the shoulder, his delicate face looking old and aged.

An Bulang was naturally not a messy person. He put his arm around Zell's shoulders, nodded and smiled and said, "You have exceeded your mission, so you can naturally terminate the guard relationship."

"But you and I have similar interests, so you really don't want to travel around the world with me?"

Zell had a dark face and shook his head: "Who has the same interests as you? People like you will never stop. And I just want to plant grass and flowers and be a quiet elf boy, which is different from you."

"Who says it's different? Do I know my motto?"

"What's your motto?"

"Stability and development remain undisturbed, and the way of being aloof from the world will last forever!"

"this……"

Zell looked at An Bulang in shock. What met him was An Bulang's extremely pure and serious eyes. He knew that An Bulang didn't panic.

"Well... let's escape from this ghost place first..."

Zell's tone softened.

Yu Huai looked at the extremely dark mountains around him. They were cold, dead, and heavy. He looked at An Bulang and Zell and whispered: "This is the core of Ghost Mountain. It is said that all living beings who see it will be lost forever.

How should we get out of here?"

"Don't worry, everyone, I'm here professionally." Zell, who had received the inheritance from Ghost Mountain, patted his chest and vowed.

He looked at the huge and colorful mountain in the distance, how bright it was among the mountains. It was the body of the Ghost Mountain, and it was emitting a mysterious and alluring brilliance, as if it was tempting all living beings to come to it.

Zell began to shift his gaze and look in another direction.

However, the strange thing about the Ghost Mountain is that no matter which direction he looks, the Ghost Mountain will move with his field of vision, and Zell is always facing the Ghost Mountain.

In other words, no matter which direction Zell goes, he is heading towards the Ghost Mountain.

"This is not a space disorder, nor is it an illusion..."

The more Zell analyzed, the more cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He didn't dare to take a step forward.

Everyone looked at the boundless red soil and pitch-black mountains, with a trace of fear and confusion flashing in their expressions.
To be continued...