Covering the sky starts from the mortal body

Chapter 252 Leaving the stove and trapping the Qinglian King

Rumble.

The fire was blazing, and the red flames in the furnace roared like magma, flooding towards King Qinglian, trying to burn everything that stood in the way.

"Boy, what material is your stove made of? It looks really extraordinary." The big black dog made a mistake of loving baby again, and when he was fighting the enemy with all his strength, he still didn't forget to shout at Zhang Wenchang.

"When is this? If you still care about this issue, you will die if you don't work hard."

Zhang Wenchang had no time to be distracted, and explained to the big black dog that he was fully controlling the furnace, and the boundless fire fell down, burning King Qinglian.

"Damn it, I don't believe in this evil. What kind of broken furnace is this? It hasn't been broken yet?" King Qinglian yelled angrily.

I saw Qinglian King's hands continuously forming dharma seals, the blue light became more intense, his hands became crystal clear, and he swung them towards the stove, hitting them hard.

Dangdang.

The big cyan handprint, which was like a millstone, slapped on the stove, causing pieces of falling red flames to fly everywhere. The big cyan handprint slapped heavily on the stove.

The sound of the stove clanging and clanging spread throughout the small world, and one green pine after another was shattered.

A handprint with a depth of one meter was deeply imprinted on the stove, but the stove was not broken, and the fire flickered, and he recovered soon after.

Qinglian King frowned tightly. The Qingdi Mahamudra he activated with a secret technique is one of the top secret techniques in the Qinglian Sutra. It is a specialized killing technique, but it did not break the broken-looking stove. He was horrified.

After he thought for a while, green lotuses blossomed under his feet, as fast as lightning, soaring into the sky, rushing towards Zhang Wenchang.

Since he couldn't break the furnace, he wanted to capture and kill his master. As long as Zhang Wenchang was killed, the furnace would lose its effect.

"Hide away!"

Zhang Wenchang was also a blossoming green lotus, with a flash of blue light, he rushed into the buzzing banners and avoided the sure-killing blow of King Qinglian.

These big banners of the big black dog are really useful, covering the sky and covering the earth in an instant, not only sealing off this area, but also protecting them.

The mysterious dao patterns on each banner are emerging. These are carefully prepared by the big black dog for this battle. One of them is that his physical body is too tyrannical. What if he is chased and killed?
Now it seems that the big black dog may have suffered a lot, and his consideration is really thorough, which really came in handy.

Under the control of the Black Emperor, these hundreds of large flags were constantly shaking, and the world changed in an instant. The figures of the large flags disappeared, but this place became foggy, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

The Qinglian King looked at the mist, his eyes flashing with divine light. In the end, he did not dare to rush forward. He returned to the original place of the broken altar and sat cross-legged in the void.

"My banner circle, as long as Da Neng does not come in, I will definitely die without a whole body."

Successfully forcing King Qinglian back, the big black dog said proudly.

Zhang Wenchang knew that Lihuo Divine Furnace was effective in attacking him, so he would naturally hide in the formation and constantly control the furnace to attack Qinglian King, constantly consuming his consciousness and power.

"Fire Phoenix is ​​born!" Zhang Wenchang formed a mysterious seal.

Standing in the sky, a fire phoenix suddenly flew out of the Lihuo Divine Furnace. It spread its wings and flew high. The flames were steaming and the magma was rolling down like long rivers, falling from the sky.

Ninety-nine 81 streams of blazing magma, like waterfalls, swept towards the Qinglian King.

The sky was filled with crimson flames, which seemed to distort this small world.

The lush pine forest here, as well as the thick vines, were burnt to ashes in an instant.

The pebbles on the ground have already melted into a layer of red magma, flowing slowly like a small river.

The lakes, waterfalls and streams here are dry, and the lakes and rivers are filled with flames like rock ginger.

The fire phoenix was very spiritual. It swooped down and rushed towards the Qinglian King. At the same time, 81 flame waterfalls followed its tail, rushing towards the Qinglian King with roaring roars.

Rumble.

A relatively high mountain peak was swept by the flames, and the mountain top there instantly gasified and disappeared in the transpiration.

The remaining half of the mountain was completely melted and turned into magma, which made a gurgling sound as it boiled. This was because the magma was turned into gas and emitted.

Such a terrifying temperature finally changed the color of Qinglian King, who had not changed his face. This stove finally made him truly feel threatened.

This time Qinglian King didn't rush up, he sat there cross-legged, looking at the rushing flame phoenix, the silver light in his eyes flickered, and suddenly shot out two silver real dragons, soaring up.

Puff puff.

The flames were raging into the sky, and the fire phoenix was knocked upside down by the two silver dragons, its wings messy.

The fire phoenix was hit and crashed into a high mountain, and the hundreds of meters high mountain was melted into ashes by the fire phoenix.

From the center of King Qinglian's eyebrows, two silver real dragons flew out again, as if they were all cut off from the void, and the ninety-nine and eighty-one waterfall-like flames were silently cut off and disappeared into the void.

Two silver true dragons flew out from the eyes of the Qinglian King and struck the Lihuo Divine Furnace, beating him into a state of disarray again, making him look like a rotten persimmon.

"The magical technique created by the demon emperor is indeed mysterious and terrifying." The big black dog muttered to himself.

Zhang Wenchang showed no fear. He typed out mysterious runes one after another. The clanging sound of the stove rang out, and it quickly returned to its original state in the raging fire.

Zhang Wenchang once again played mysterious runes one after another. The lid of the stove flew up, and all the flames were absorbed into it. The stove became like a black hole, swallowing up the world.

The furnace shook slightly, the whole body became crystal clear, the flames soared into the sky, and the furnace mouth became like a black hole, crazily devouring towards King Qinglian.

In this small world, one after another of the mountains collapsed, and after the mountains were broken, they were collected like sand and left in the Vulcan furnace.

The power of Li Vulcan Stove is not only to steam mountains and cook seas, but he can also devour heaven and earth.

The rocks rolled and fell into the black hole of the furnace, and as soon as they entered the furnace, they were immediately turned into fly ash.

The black hole of the divine furnace that refines all things seems to be connected to the abyss of hell, as if it wants to swallow everything.

King Qinglian, who was sitting cross-legged there, was pulled violently by the power of the furnace, wanting to sink into the extremely hot furnace.

But he did not fall into the stove. His hands tightly grasped the corner of the stove, and his legs were pressed tightly against the other side of the stove.

Zhang Wenchang lightly touched the stove cover, and the stove cover immediately became colorful, and flew back with a whoosh sound, like a huge palm, slapping King Qinglian continuously, trying to knock him into the stove Inside, sealed inside.

Zhang Wenchang frantically formed his handprints, and shot mysterious runes into the Lihuoshen stove one by one. He was using all his mind to control the Lihuoshen stove, and he must destroy King Qinglian.

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