My son Yang Jian has the qualities of an emperor

The sky was covered with fiery red flames, like a huge furnace burning in the sky.

The flames, fueled by the wind, surged like waves, one after another, rushing towards the sky, as if to tear the sky apart. The firelight reflected on the surrounding scenery, everything was dyed with a layer of orange-red halo, and even the air seemed to become hot and distorted.

The sky was no longer a peaceful blue, but was swallowed by the blazing flames, turning into a terrifying picture of red, orange and black.

The flames were like the tongue of a devil, greedily licking the sky, covering the light of the stars under its heat.

The fire spread, surging like a flood, ruthlessly devouring everything.

The air was filled with a burnt smell, which was the smell of matter ending under high temperature, and even the soil and rocks were burned into hot magma by the flames.

The smoke was lingering, and the strong winds caused by the temperature change became accomplices, pushing the flames higher and farther. The flames rolled like waves under the push of the wind, one wave after another.

Yang Jian looked up at the rolling flames, his eyes were not afraid at all, but a glimmer of excitement.

His figure swayed gently in the air, and he had already arrived in front of the formation. Facing Bai Li Tianjun's provocation, he raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth: "Bai Li Tianjun, the flame formation you set up is indeed powerful, but I, Yang Jian, have never known how to write the word 'fear'!"

As soon as the voice fell, Yang Jian jumped, like a brave tiger, and jumped directly into the sea of ​​fire.

The flame formation immediately burst into a hotter flame, and the entire formation seemed to be enraged, and the flames rolled, trying to swallow Yang Jian.

However, Yang Jian walked in the flames as if he was in an empty space, and a layer of faint light formed around his body. Those flames that wanted to approach him could not get close to him at all under the obstruction of the light.

Bai Li Tianjun's face changed slightly when he saw this. He didn't expect Yang Jian to be so courageous, and he didn't expect that his Fiery Flame Formation seemed to be unable to do anything to him.

But this is just the beginning!

The Fiery Flame Formation is the seventh formation of the "Ten Absolute Formations".

This formation has infinite magical uses and is extraordinary. It contains three fires, namely Samadhi Fire, Fire in the Sky, and Fire in the Stone. The three fires merge into one.

There are three red flags in the Fiery Flame Formation.

If a person or immortal enters this formation, the three flags will be spread out, and the three fires will fly together, and they will turn into ashes in a moment. Even if there is a fire-avoiding mantra, it is difficult to avoid the Samadhi True Fire.

Bai Li Tianjun's face was solemn, and he held the three red flags tightly in his hands. As his magic power was injected, the three flags were waved violently, and the fire in the Fiery Flame Formation diagram suddenly surged.

The Samadhi Fire was like a furious beast. The fire in the air streaked across the sky like a meteor, and the fire in the stone rose from the ground, turning into pillars of fire. The color of the flames in the entire formation became darker, as if it was going to burn everything into nothingness.

Yang Jian frowned slightly. He could feel that the flames around him suddenly became hotter, and even the fire-proofing tactics he was running began to seem powerless.

The flames seemed to have life, licking his body greedily. Those flames were no longer simple heat, but contained the power of destruction, trying to erode his protective light.

Bai Li Tianjun saw this and sneered. He sneered: "Yang Jian, do you think that you can go anywhere in my flame formation with the strength of your body?

You are too arrogant! Today, I will let you know the power of the flame formation!"

Yang Jian faced Bai Li Tianjun's ridicule, but he was not panicked at all. A ray of determination flashed in his eyes.

Although the flames were extremely hot, they were nothing special to him.

In comparison, the flames in the flame array at this time were still far inferior to the Liu Ding divine fire in the Bagua furnace.

When Yang Jian was in Xuandu Cave, he often went to the alchemy room of the Taiqing Saint to guard the furnace fire, and his resistance to flames was extremely high.

He took a deep breath, and the true energy in his body surged like a torrent, echoing with the fire-proof art, forming a more powerful protective layer.

His figure shuttled through the flames, and every step seemed steady and powerful, like a god of war walking in purgatory.

The flames in the flame array diagram continued to rage, and the three forces of Samadhi Fire, Air Fire, and Stone Fire intertwined to form a flame cage that was almost impossible to break through.

But Yang Jian found a tiny gap in the flames. His figure flickered left and right, like a phantom, and he actually passed through the gap in the flames, constantly approaching the position of Bai Li Tianjun.

Bai Li Tianjun's face became more and more ugly when he saw this. He didn't expect Yang Jian to be so calm in such a flame.

He knew that he could no longer hold back and had to use all his strength to completely defeat this troublesome younger generation.

So, he urged his magic power again, and the three red flags waved rapidly in his hands. The flames in the flame array seemed to have received new orders, becoming more violent and unpredictable.

The Samadhi True Fire in the flames began to condense, forming fireballs, each of which contained destructive power and shot towards Yang Jian.

Facing this sudden attack, Yang Jian had to speed up. His figure kept changing in the flames, avoiding the bombardment of fireballs.

He knew that as long as he was hit by the Samadhi True Fire, even his strong body would inevitably suffer great damage.

The fireballs exploded in the air, and each explosion was accompanied by a deafening roar. The flames were like burning fireworks, blooming in the air with terrifying beauty.

The entire Fiery Array was filled with the explosions of these fireballs, as if it was a doomsday carnival.

Yang Jian frowned, and he felt an unprecedented huge pressure.

But he had no intention of retreating.

Now he was far from reaching the limit of his physical body, and even the flames could not get close to his body.

As the horizontal sword in his hand swung violently, the sword light drew a series of brilliant trajectories in the flames, and each swing of the sword cut the fireballs in half, turning them into harmless sparks.

Bai Li Tianjun was even more horrified when he saw that Yang Jian could persist in such a fire.

He knew that he had to resolve the battle as soon as possible, otherwise once Yang Jian found his position, he might be the loser today.

Thinking of this, Bai Li Tianjun gritted his teeth, increased his strength again, and continued to activate the Fiery Array to burn Yang Jian completely to ashes.

His magic power surged like a tide, and the three red flags danced more wildly in his hands. The flames in the flame array seemed to burn the world, and the unprecedented heat and power reached its peak at this moment.

However, Yang Jian stretched his right hand to his chest and pinched the fingers, muttering something, and then a layer of golden light appeared around him.

Bai Li Tianjun's eyes widened, and he looked at Yang Jian in disbelief as he was at ease in the flames.

An indescribable surprise surged in his heart, and at the same time, there was a trace of uneasiness. He couldn't let this young man do so recklessly in his most proud flame array.

So, he held the three red flags tightly with both hands and shook them with all his strength. The magic power surged out like a tide, and the fire became more fierce, and the flames seemed to melt the whole world.

Yang Jian felt the temperature around him suddenly rise, and the heat almost melted his body.

He knew that now was not the time to resist.

His figure shook, and he sat cross-legged, forming seals with his hands, and fully activated the Fire-Repelling Technique.

The majestic mana spun and gushed out quickly, forming a more stable protective layer outside his body, trying to resist the crazy flames.

Seeing that Yang Jian was forced to sit cross-legged, Bai Li Tianjun finally put down a big stone in his heart.

A smug smile appeared on his face, and his mocking voice was particularly harsh in the roar of the flames: "Yang Jian, do you know how powerful it is now? I advise you to admit defeat and surrender quickly, otherwise don't blame my flame array for being ruthless!"

While speaking, he did not relax at all, and continued to stimulate the mana, so that the power of the flame array diagram continued to rise.

The flames in the flame array diagram seemed to come alive. They seemed to feel the will of the master, became more violent, and attacked Yang Jian mercilessly.

The temperature of the flames was so high that even the rocks melted in an instant, turning into bright red magma flowing around.

Yang Jian, who was sitting cross-legged in the air, had an unusually calm expression. He was focused on practicing the Fire-Resisting Art.

He did not believe that the power of the Fiery Array could continue to increase, and maintaining such a powerful array would be a huge consumption every moment.

As long as he could hold on, Bai Li Tianjun's mana would be exhausted, and the Fiery Array would disintegrate on its own.

Of course, the premise was that he could withstand the increasing power of the Fiery Flame.

Fortunately, the Nine Revolutions Yuan Gong he practiced had a magnificent mana and an extremely strong physique, which gave him enough confidence to fight Bai Li Tianjun.

Under the protection of the Fire-Resisting Art and the Golden Light Shield, his body was always as solid as a rock and was not swallowed by the external flames.

The flames rolled around him, but they could never penetrate the protective layer formed by the Fire-Resisting Art. Yang Jian was like an isolated island, sitting alone in the sea of ​​fire, but his face was very calm.

Bai Li Tianjun watched this scene, and his uneasiness became stronger and stronger.

He did not dare to slack off, and continued to urge the three red flags to continuously increase the power of the flame array.

He wanted to do his best to defeat Yang Jian completely.

Outside the flame array, Nezha was anxious, his hands clenched into fists, and his eyes showed deep worry.

He knew that Yang Jian's strength was extraordinary, but facing such a powerful flame array, even he did not dare to easily assert the victory or defeat.

Li Jing and his wife stood on the city wall, looking at the billowing flames in the sky, their faces were also full of worries.

Although they could not see through the scene in the array, it was well known that Jiejiao was good at the art of array formation. They naturally believed that the large array set up by Bai Tianjun must be extremely terrifying.

As the commander, Kong Xuan stood at the highest point of the city, with an extremely solemn expression on his face, and his eyes were deeply staring at the flames in the sky.

His hands were behind his back, and his robes fluttered in the wind. He knew that Yang Jian was very powerful, but he had also seen the power of the Fiery Array with his own eyes.

Therefore, he didn't know whether Yang Jian could hold on.

At this moment, he didn't know what to say, and could only wait quietly for the result to be revealed.

At the same time, Wang Tian and Zhang Tianjun stood on the other side of the formation, but their faces showed completely different expressions.

The two smiled at each other, and then laughed loudly, as if they had a full grasp of the situation in front of them.

"It seems that Yang Jian is doomed to lose!" Wang Tianjun laughed loudly, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Yes, Senior Brother Bai Li's Fiery Array is not a joke, Yang Jian will definitely be burned to ashes this time!" Zhang Tianjun also smiled and agreed.

Their laughter echoed in the air, forming a sharp contrast with the tense atmosphere of Li Jing and others.

Under the control of Bai Li Tianjun, the flames seemed to be infused with souls. The Samadhi Fire, the Fire in the Stone, and the Fire in the Sky turned into three fire beasts: phoenix, dragon, and unicorn respectively. Their bodies were looming in the flames, carrying endless heat and energy. The power of destruction rushed towards Yang Jian.

The fire phoenix spreads its wings and flies high, the fire dragon hovers in the sky, the fire unicorn steps on the fire waves, and the three fire beasts are all menacing.

Seeing this, Yang Jian knew that he could no longer sit still. He stood up and took out the horizontal knife from his waist. The cold light on the knife was in sharp contrast with the surrounding flames.

"call out!"

The flames under his feet were split in two under his power, revealing a passage.

The horizontal knife in his hand drew sharp trajectories in the air, and the blade pointed at the key points of the fire beast's attack.

The fire phoenix fluttered its wings and was about to fly, bringing up a whirlwind of flames. The fire dragon circled up and opened its bloody mouth. The sharp teeth formed by the flames flashed with the light of death, while the fire unicorn walked on the fire and struck with its four hooves. Here, the flames are rolling like waves.

The fire phoenix was the first to attack. Its cry was like a phoenix that shook the sky, and it rushed towards Yang Jian with billowing flames.

Yang Jian did not retreat but advanced instead, facing forward with his sword. The light of the sword cut through the flames and struck hard with the Fire Phoenix's claws. Sparks flew everywhere, but Yang Jian was as steady as a rock. He slashed at the wings of the fire phoenix and cut off one of its wings.

Immediately afterwards, the fire dragon and the fire unicorn also launched attacks at the same time. The fire dragon spit out rolling waves of fire, while the fire unicorn stepped on the void and collided with endless flames.

Yang Jian's figure is agile, like a ghost flying in the flames. The horizontal knife in his hand turns into countless knife shadows, and he fights fiercely with the fire beasts.

Faced with the siege of the three fire beasts, Yang Jian showed no fear. His horizontal sword danced more rapidly, and each slash brought a blade of wind, cutting the incoming flames into countless pieces.

After several rounds of fierce fighting, Yang Jian finally found the fire dragon's flaw. He shouted loudly, gathered all his energy at the tip of the knife, and cut off the fire dragon's head with one strike.

The fire dragon's head turned into a huge fireball in the air, and then exploded, and the flames scattered like raindrops all over the sky.

But just when Yang Jian thought he could take a breather, the flames all over the sky began to condense again. The fire dragon's head took shape again in the flames, as if it was not affected in any way. Its eyes were shining with more blazing flames, as if to Yang Jian The challenge is filled with anger.

Yang Jian frowned. Only now did he understand how terrifying this flame formation was.

He wanted to rely on fire protection techniques, golden light shields and other defensive methods to resist the flames. This method was certainly correct, but how could Tianjun Baili let him succeed so easily?

The three fire beasts in the formation are obviously not real creatures, but part of the flame formation. With the help of Tianjun Baili's magic and the power of the flame formation, they can be reborn continuously.

If he were outside the formation, facing these three fire beasts, Yang Jian would not take it lightly, but now in this flame formation, most of his mana is used to maintain the fire-proofing technique, otherwise he will be destroyed by the flames. Burn to ashes.

He knew that if he couldn't find a way to break the flame array, no matter how powerful he was, it would be in vain.

Because the three-headed fire beasts can be resurrected indefinitely, the purpose of their existence is not to kill, but to interfere with Yang Jian, making it difficult for him to resist the flames with all his strength.

When Bai Li Tianjun saw Yang Jian cutting off the fire dragon's head, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his hands kept shaking the red flags, making the fire phoenix, fire dragon, and fire unicorn's attack even more fierce.

The three-headed fire beast's offensive was like a torrential downpour, but Yang Jian was as firm as a rock. His horizontal sword drew perfect arcs in the flames, and every slash was filled with endless strength and determination.

"hold head high!"

The roar of dragons, the cry of phoenixes, the roar of unicorns...

The three giant flame beasts attacked Yang Jian one after another.

Yang Jian's figure flickered in and out of the flames, and his sword was like lightning in the dark night. Every time he swung it, it carried the power of thunder, slashing at the fire beasts that were constantly reborn.

The flame wings of the fire phoenix were cut off again, the tail of the fire dragon was swept off by the wind of the knife, and the flame mane of the fire unicorn was also chopped off with a knife.

However, no matter how Yang Jian killed them, the fire beasts always regrouped in the flames. Their offensive did not weaken at all, but became more violent because of pain and anger.

The three-headed fire beasts fell down again and again, and were reborn in the flames again and again. Their bodies became more powerful under the nourishment of the flames, and their attacks became more and more fierce.

The flames burned more intensely on their bodies, and every attack was accompanied by a huge wave of fire, trying to engulf Yang Jian.

Although Yang Jian's physical body was strong, in the endless flames, his skin began to show traces of charred black marks. Every attack by the fire beast put his body through a great test.

Although those flames were blocked by the Fire Protection Technique and the Golden Light Shield, some of them still penetrated the protective layer and burned his skin. Red spots began to appear on his skin, and the smell of burnt flesh filled the air.

Bai Litianjun stood in the distance, observing every detail of the battlefield through the formation map. When he saw the scars on Yang Jian's body, a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

His voice was particularly clear amid the roar of the flames: "Yang Jian, no matter how powerful you are, you can't escape defeat! My flame formation is an insurmountable chasm for you!"

Bai Litianjun's voice was full of ridicule and ridicule, but he did not relax his control of the magic circle because of this. Instead, he shook the three red flags harder, allowing the power of the flames to continue to increase.

Yang Jian seemed not to have heard his words. There was no wavering in his eyes, only a deeper determination.

He knew that his body was strong, and the burns from the flames were far from being fatal to him.

He swung his sword again, and the sword light was like the dawn, slashing at the fire beasts that were constantly reborn.

In his opinion, although the fire beasts could be resurrected, each resurrection would definitely consume some mana.

Now he was going to compete with Bai Li Tianjun to see whose mana was stronger!

Although Bai Li Tianjun set up this formation and could directly draw spiritual energy from the heaven and earth, the efficiency of this spiritual energy drawing could not be too fast.

Therefore, Yang Jian felt that as long as he exhausted the opponent's mana, this formation would fall apart.

If anyone else knew his idea, they would definitely think he was crazy.

Because the formation connected the heaven and earth, it could get a constant supply of spiritual energy. Even if it took time for the spiritual energy to be converted into mana, it was definitely far beyond the reach of an individual.

In other words, if you want to rely on your own magic power to compete with a large-scale magic array to see who can last the longest, it is basically the same as seeking death.

But Yang Jian is not an ordinary person!

He has been practicing the Nine Revolutions Yuan Gong since he was a child, and he has to swallow various elixirs every day. Not only has he polished his physical body and soul to be extremely tough, but he has also accumulated extremely strong magic power.

After the Nine Revolutions Yuan Gong has achieved a small success, his total amount of magic power is already an astronomical figure that is difficult to calculate.

The fire phoenix pounced on Yang Jian again, with billowing flames and a sharp scream that broke through the air.

Yang Jian stood in the wind, swung his sword horizontally, and the sword light was like the winter sun, cold and sharp, directly cutting off one wing of the fire phoenix.

The fire dragon and the fire unicorn were not to be outdone. They came from both sides, and the flames pulled out long tails behind them.

Yang Jian's swordsmanship became more fierce, his figure shuttled through the flames, and every move was with the force of thunder and lightning. The tail of the fire dragon was cut off by his sword, and the flames under the hooves of the fire unicorn were broken by his sword.

However, no matter how he killed, those fire beasts always re-condensed in the flames, and their offensive increased instead of decreasing.

There were more and more scars on Yang Jian's body, the flames burned horrible marks on his skin, and the pain raged in his nerves.

But his eyes were still firm, his swordsmanship was still accurate, and his will was still as firm as before.

He knew that as long as he didn't fall, the battle was not over.

The attacks of the fire beasts were as turbulent as the tide, but Yang Jian was like a reef, and he remained motionless despite the wind and waves.

Bai Li Tianjun looked at this scene, and his smile gradually disappeared, replaced by a trace of uneasiness.

He didn't understand why this young man was so tenacious and why he could persist under such an uninterrupted offensive.

However, he was very clear about one thing, that is, he could not give Yang Jian any chance to breathe, he had to increase his strength and completely defeat Yang Jian.

So, he urged his magic power again, making the power of the flame array diagram increase again, and the offensive of the fire beasts became more crazy.

Yang Jian felt this new pressure, but there was still no sign of retreat in his eyes.

He couldn't lose, and he would never lose!

The flames rolled around him, and the attacks of the fire beasts were like a storm, but Yang Jian's horizontal sword was still dancing in the flames, and his figure was still firm in the flames.

In the blazing flames, the space behind Yang Jian suddenly fluctuated, and a powerful breath burst out from his body.

At this moment, he was surrounded by an indescribable sacred light.

As a touch of determination and firmness flashed in his deep eyes, the world seemed to respond to his will and began to tremble slightly.

Suddenly, a majestic power surged in Yang Jian's body.

He slowly raised his hand, palms facing upward, as if to hold up the entire sky, and the flames around him stirred up layers of visible ripples.

At this critical moment, behind Yang Jian, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out, like the rising sun penetrating the thick clouds and illuminating the whole world.

In that light, an extremely huge golden Yuanshen Dharma image slowly emerged, its body towering, as if it could support the sky, stepping on the void, living as long as the heaven and earth, shining as the sun and the moon.

This golden Yuanshen Dharma image has a majestic and compassionate face, the same as Yang Jian himself, but more solemn and sacred.

Its eyes are like bright stars, flashing with the light of wisdom and power, and the most eye-catching is the third eye that slowly opens in the center of the eyebrows - the eye of heaven.

When the eye of heaven opens and closes, it seems that there are thousands of thunders hidden in it, and it seems to be able to see through the origin of all things in the world and peek into the past and the future.

As the Sky Eye was fully opened, a dazzling golden light shot out from it, cutting through the sky and pointing directly to the sky, sweeping away the surrounding clouds and mist, revealing the purest and most mysterious scene in the universe.

At this moment, Yang Jian seemed to be integrated with this golden Yuanshen Dharma, becoming the most powerful existence in the world.

Bai Li Tianjun's originally confident face solidified at this moment, and his eyes showed an unbelievable look.

He had never thought that Yang Jian could actually display such a magnificent Yuanshen Dharma. That kind of momentum made him feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

Under the pressure of the Yuanshen Dharma, the three fire beasts were as small as ants. Their attacks seemed extremely pale and powerless under the shining of the golden light, as if ants were trying to shake a tree, overestimating their own strength.

Yang Jian's soul also showed a horizontal sword in his hand, and the blade emitted dazzling golden light, surging like a flowing golden river.

His Dharma raised the giant sword, and the space seemed to be divided into two. The sword seemed to be able to cut everything, and the golden light bloomed, illuminating the entire flame array.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the golden sword light swept across, and the three fire beasts turned into nothingness under the sword light. The three hot flames in the flame array seemed to have encountered a natural enemy and were extinguished directly.

Bai Li Tianjun widened his eyes, and his face showed an extremely shocked expression. He never thought that the flame array he had been practicing for many years would disintegrate under a sword.

He desperately shook the three red flags, trying to release the Samadhi Fire, the Stone Fire and the Sky Fire again, so that the blazing flames would fill the space in the flame array.

However, he had consumed too much mana before, and the flames he released were no longer as powerful as before.

"You lose!"

The flames in the Fiery Array have been completely extinguished, and the Array gradually collapsed and disintegrated. Yang Jian's soul slowly dissipated, and his figure appeared in front of everyone again.

Although Yang Jian is young, he has always been steady and mature.

At this moment, there is no pride on his face, only a faint calmness.

He glanced at Bai Li Tianjun who was still in shock, and said lightly: "Bai Li Tianjun, your Fiery Array has been broken. I won this competition."

Bai Li Tianjun was speechless, his heart was full of complicated emotions, he knew that he had seen an unprecedented opponent today.