Saint Ancestor of Void Extreme

This vast sea of ​​​​fire poured down desperately, coming in a destructive manner, as if it was going to submerge all existence.

Not to mention the mortal body of Chu Jingtian, even the immortal holy mountain would collapse suddenly.

But in the end, Chu Jingtian just raised his hand and slashed.

I saw a sword light suddenly emerge.

"Bah!"

A tearing sound resounded across the sky.

In the eyes of everyone, the monstrous flood was overwhelming and almost unstoppable. But when Chu Jingtian raised his hand and slashed, he easily cut into this vast wave.

There doesn't seem to be any harshness at all, it's like a knife cutting through butter, with almost no hindrance.

The terrifying waves of fire separated in front of Chu Jingtian.

"How can it be?"

Melting Flame's expression changed, and he exclaimed in disbelief.

But at this moment, he could no longer think too much. Chu Jingtian's shocking sword had already struck in front of him.

"Bah!"

There was another tearing sound.

Under the shocked gazes of countless people, Melting Flame was immediately split open by this sword, from head to toe, and torn into two halves on the spot. The broken body could no longer be put back together, and Leng Yan's cracked face was full of horror.

"Dubai!"

Chu Jingtian slowly retracted his right hand and shouted lightly.

"yes!"

Dubai, who was in shock, suddenly came to his senses.

To deal with this molten flame, even Han Yaksha would have to go through a lot of trouble. He did not expect that Chu Jingtian could subdue the molten flames in just three moves. This strength was simply too terrifying.

When he was shocked, he quickly took out a strange iron pot from his arms. This iron pot was engraved with various magical runes.

"No!"

When Rongyan saw this black iron teapot, he

His expression suddenly changed, like a mouse seeing a cat, dragging its two halves of its body that couldn't be closed and quickly fled into the distance.

"Where to escape? Come here!"

Dubai shouted loudly and slapped the black iron teapot suddenly. Suddenly, a terrifying suction force erupted from the black iron teapot. Molten Flame, which was escaping in mid-air, was suddenly locked by this suction force and could not move. It was like a long whale sucking water as it poured towards the iron pot.

No matter how much Rongyan begged for mercy, the iron pot remained unmoved and directly swallowed his two remains alive into the pot.

Everyone around looked dumbfounded.

Captured the Melting Flame Heavenly Lord so easily?

in the hearts of these believers.

The Rongyan Heavenly Lord has been located in Wuyan Mountain for more than a hundred years and has been in charge of the area. Countless ghosts and ghosts in the surrounding area regard him as their leader, and the people here are all his followers.

He even called himself the ‘Supreme Melting Flame Heavenly Lord of Great Power and Virtue’, and he was the reincarnation of the God of Fire.

Now he was split in half with a sword, and his whole body was put into the iron pot. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would dare to believe this scene.

The temple exploded, countless ghosts and ghosts were swallowed up, the previous ghost mist completely dissipated, and the entire Wuyan Mountain has returned to a peaceful world. What exactly are these two men in black?

For a moment, eyes of awe, shock, and fear all fell on Chu Jingtian and Du Bai.

Dubai felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by these people.

On the contrary, Chu Jingtian looked indifferent.

These ignorant people regard the ghosts as gods and worship them, so how can they know the higher level of the underworld? As for whether they would build golden bodies for them in the future and worship them as molten flames, that was not Chu Jingtian's concern.

All his attention at the moment was focused on the black iron pot in Dubai's hand.

"Is this Han Yaksha's Qiankun Cloud Iron Kettle?"

Chu Jingtian asked.

"yes!"

Du Bai nodded quickly and hurriedly presented the Qiankun Cloud Iron Kettle with both hands to Chu Jingtian for a look.

Naturally, he didn't have to worry about Chu Jingtian seeing Bao strangely.

Even the core members will not steal other people's magic weapons, which is a taboo in the underworld.

But Chu Jingtian waved his hand and said:

"No, I'm just asking casually!"

This Qiankun Cloud Iron Pot is an eighth-level mid-grade space magic weapon, which can be used for imprisonment. It was Han Yaksha who specially asked Du Bai to bring them here specifically to assist Chu Jingtian in capturing these Taoist gods. Chu Jingtian only knew about such a thing, but had never seen it before. At first glance, it seems amazing, but upon further analysis, it turns out to be nothing more than that.

He touched his chin and thought to himself:

"But having said that, I do lack such a treasure in my hand! If I have this treasure in my hand, I can just put it in when I encounter any ghosts. It is best to have something stronger that can kill the ghost of the dragon in the dragon cemetery. Take it in!”

Chu Jingtian's thoughts wandered for a while, and he couldn't help but think of the existences in the Dragon Cemetery. But those dragon ghosts are often from the Nine Realms. Ordinary space-imprisonment magic weapons have no effect at all against those existences.

If he were looking for a magic weapon that could be used at the moment, but the level was too low, he would naturally look down on it.

He has always killed directly, so why is there any need to imprison him?

After thinking about it carefully, Chu Jingtian shook his head and gave up secretly.

It's time for a new batch of his magic weapons.

The Golden Lotus Platform and Lingxiao Sword are still the eighth-level low-grade, and the shocking wrathful flames are only the seventh-order top-grade... I can't think about it. When I think of these, Chu Jingtian only feels his scalp numb.

There are so many things waiting for him to do, how can he have time to refine such a treasure?

If needed, just ask Han Yaksha to borrow it.

Thinking of this, he withdrew his thoughts and said to Dubai beside him:

"Let's go to the next Taoist god."

"Immortal, Immortal!"

Hearing that Chu Jingtian was leaving, Confucian Zhou immediately came to his senses, rolled around and knelt down in front of Chu Jingtian with a thump, kowtowing and shouted loudly:

"My father is dying, so he asked the immortals to save him. I have nothing to repay in this life, so I would like to make a grass ring and work as a cow or a horse!"

Chu Jingtian paused before leaving. Looking back, he saw Zhou Yi with a face full of pleading.

"That's it!" Shaking his head, Chu Jingtian flicked his finger, and a pill fell in front of Zhou Yi. "Take the elixir and go back. This elixir can cure hundreds of poisons and is enough for you to save your father's life."

"Thank you, Immortal!"

Seeing this, the Confucian scholars of Zhou hurriedly bowed to the ground.

Chu Jingtian slowly retracted his right hand and said calmly: "No need to thank me, I just do it for your sister's sake."

Seeing this scene, the astonished believers suddenly came to their senses and knelt down one after another and begged:

"Immortal, my family is in great trouble, please ask the Immortal to take action!"

"Immortal, help me. I am not going to die soon. If you are willing to save me, I am willing to give half of my family wealth to create a golden body for the immortal!"

"Immortal..."

"Mr. Chu, this?"

Dubai looked at the kneeling believers with hesitation.

But Chu Jingtian jumped into the air without looking back, leaving only his voice echoing in Wuyan Mountain:

"A good doctor will not save the dead, and the Buddha will not save the undestined. Everything in the world, one drink and one peck, has its own destiny...it has its own destiny!"

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