Chapter 739: True Fire is in vain

"King,"

"King,"

"What's wrong with you, King. ”

"Demon Dao, you dare to hurt the king and take your life. ”

......

Seeing that the red boy who had been invincible in the past was actually repelled by Fang Qingshan's understatement, the little demon under his command couldn't help but be shocked.

"Shut up!"

Because Fang Qingshan kept his hand, the red boy was not a big deal, he scolded coldly, but looking at Fang Qingshan's face became solemn.

Although he is rebellious, he is not a person without eyes.

Seeing that Fang Qingshan flicked his fingers, he shot away his fire-tipped spear, and repelled without injuring himself, and immediately knew that the person who came was a real master.

However, if you want to become the master of his red boy with this means, it is still not enough.

In Xihe Niuzhou, although because of the name of the Bull Demon King, those big demons will not be as knowledgeable as the red boys, and the red boys will not provoke them without knowing what to do.

But it's not like he hasn't defeated monsters who are more powerful than him.

His true skill has never been martial arts, but supernatural powers.

"Array!"

The red boy snorted. One step later, he was already standing on a small car in the middle of the car array, and the next moment, the car array behind him moved.

"Not bad, not bad. ”

Looking at the car formation, Fang Qingshan couldn't help but nod secretly, it was worthy of the interception formation, and it was indeed worthy of its reputation.

Yes, the formation arranged by the red boy is inherited from the interception sect.

The true origin of the Bull Demon King is the mount of the Tongtian Sect Master.

Therefore, he can become the head of the Seven Saints and make a great name in the demon clan.

Therefore, he was able to gather mountains and forests in Xihe Niuzhou, the territory of Buddhism, and marry a Rakshasa girl in the sea of blood.

In order not to be afraid of cause and effect, let the red boy refine the true fire in the flame mountain and cultivate the true fire of Samadhi.

Everything is because he is still the mount of the master of the Heavenly Sect, and he doesn't look at the face of the monk to see the face of the Buddha, as long as it is not too much, other masters will not care about it.

Although the Sect was defeated in the battle of the gods, and the Ten Thousand Immortals Dynasty collapsed, it is almost impossible to hear the name of the Sect of Interception.

But not to say that a saint will always be a saint, although the sect is no longer the sect it was back then, no one dares to ignore it.

After all, in the Great War of the Gods back then, the disciples of the Interception Sect were not all dead, but they were on the list of gods, and they almost occupied one-third of the power of Heavenly Court.

So much so that now the Jade Emperor regrets it a little, and the tail is too big to fall!

Erlang God, as the protector of the teachings, listens to the tune and does not listen to the announcement.

The disciples of the sect only know Kangong Doumu, that is, the Holy Mother of Jin Ling, but they don't know the Jade Emperor.

The havoc in the Heavenly Palace back then, although it was just a farce. It's been planned for a long time.

But it also made the Jade Emperor lose face.

And all of this is because the Jade Emperor can't mobilize the true masters of Heavenly Court at all.

The Giant Spirit God under his command, the Rolling Shutter General and others are not Sun Monkey's opponents at all, and their hidden strength is even more unlikely to be exposed because of a farce, so they look so wolf-like.

Then again, the Bull Demon King is precisely because he is the mount of the Tongtian Sect Master, and he is better than a disciple if he is not a disciple, so he is also very familiar with the formation of the sect.

Even if it was just a relatively simple formation to help Red Boy control the Samadhi True Fire, it was very mysterious.

"Fire!"

The red boy stood in the car and roared.

With one hand clenched into his fist, he punched his nose twice.

"Fire!"

The little demon under his command also echoed two sentences.

Then, I saw the red boy spewing divine fire from his mouth and smoke bursting out of his nose.

The five-element chariot under his feet is also surging with fire, and as the red boy exerts his magical powers, there is a great wind to help the fire, and the fire borrows the feeling of wind power.

For a time, in front of the entire Huoyun Cave, sparks burned the plains, and smoke covered the sky.

But listening to the sound of "snort!", the flames in the air came from the bottom to the top, and the heat was so hot that it directly melted a lot of the nearby mountain walls. Even the Void smelled of burning.

It's a pity that these can't help Fang Qingshan, whether it's smoke or real fire.

"Smoke away!"

Fang Qingshan clicked lightly.

As soon as the words fell, a strong wind suddenly rose, sweeping the heavens and the earth, like a tornado, stirring, all the smoke was pulled away, and in an instant, only fireworks were left.

"Fire out!"

Fang Qingshan said again.

In an instant, it was as if a heavy rain was pouring down, extinguishing the real fire. For a time, the rain passed the sky.

"It can't be!"

Seeing this scene, the red boy was dumbfounded, he didn't think that his most powerful means couldn't match Fang Qingshan's two words, as if he was following his words.

You must know that even if his father, the Bull Demon King, accidentally catches the path of Samadhi True Fire, he will be disgraced.

It's not that he hasn't seen a master who is not afraid of the true fire of samadhi.

But I am not afraid to return, and no one has ever been like Fang Qingshan, and with two faint words, he destroyed his supernatural powers.

Red Boy didn't believe it and continued to use his magical powers.

A series of red flames, like a giant python, roared open.

However, as soon as the flames left the red child's mouth, they were extinguished by themselves.

In the end, he used up his mana and fell into the car from exhaustion, so he stopped.

"How?

Fang Qingshan looked at the red boy with a smile.

"Hmph, do you think that if you defeat me, I will give in?

The red boy is a little tough,

"As the son of the Bull Demon King, my red boy only died standing up, not kneeling!"

Isn't it just to accept apprentices, don't you need to be so serious, if it weren't for the merit of planning the journey to the west, you think I would like to accept you for this trouble, and I will offend Guanyin.

When Fang Qingshan heard this, he couldn't help but roll his eyes secretly.

"Well, well said!"

At this moment, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the clear sky, buzzing.

"It's worthy of being the son of my Bull Demon King, okay!

As soon as the words fell, the sky was like a curtain, and a huge golden monster stepped into the air, its front hooves raised, and roared loudly. The sound is rolling, and the wilderness is silent.

On the body of the golden majestic monster, there is a big black man with horns on his head, muscles bulging to frighten people to death, and a height of three meters, with two eyebrows like red neon. The mouth is like a blood basin, and the teeth are lined with copper plates.

The person who came was none other than the Bull Demon King and his mount, the Water-Avoiding Golden Crystal Beast.

"What a treacherous boy. ”

Seeing this scene, and seeing the red boy raising his eyebrows proudly, Fang Qingshan couldn't help but scold secretly, he was fighting geese all day long, but he was pecked by geese today. Those who can leave a strong mark in the Journey to the West are indeed not to be underestimated.

But it turned out that after seeing Fang Qingshan's fingers flick before, he shot away the fire-tipped spear, and he was not afraid of his own samadhi true fire, the red boy knew that something was wrong.

So, while continuing to exert the Samadhi True Fire, it seemed that he couldn't believe it, but in fact, he secretly smashed the communication jade talisman given to him by the Bull Demon King, ventilated the news, and delayed time.