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"Boom..." Under the burst of golden thunder and flames, it seemed that even the extreme darkness in Leiyin Ancient Temple was terrified, and began to shrink back continuously.

"It's over, is this going to poke a hornet's nest?" But Qiao Moda in the Sutra Pavilion seemed to have seen something terrible, and the body of the big red candle shrank back.

"Squeak." Just as the golden light was driving away the darkness, amidst one after another of sharp voices, ghostly creatures rushed out of the darkness and rushed towards Xia Tian frantically.

"Looking for death." Facing this sudden appearance of creatures that are not good at first glance, how can Xia Tian be polite to them, under the thunder and golden sun flames bursting out together, those monsters turned into fly ash directly.

"Zhizhizhi~" Just before the monster turned into fly ash and dissipated in the void, the creatures that followed one after another came out of the darkness to kill Xia Tian in an endless stream, and Xia Tian who was in the midair Like a bright light, it constantly attracts these monsters to attack and kill.

"Boom!" The golden sun erupted, and the heavenly punishment and thunder raged. At this moment, the several miles area centered on Xia Tian directly turned into a death meat grinder, constantly nibbling away the monsters that came.

1 minute, 10 minutes, half an hour, more than half of Xia Tian's Heavenly Punishment Thunder Power was consumed, while the golden sun was still shining endlessly, it seemed that in the incomparably magnificent sun, these losses were nothing at all.

An hour later, the power of the Heavenly Punishment Thunder was exhausted, while the power of the sun banner was still being released wantonly, and Xia Tian sat cross-legged in front of the sun banner, watching one after another monsters rushing to the sun. His domineering power turned into ashes.

When the dawn came again, the brilliance of the morning sun drove away the darkness. After a fierce battle all night, neither side retreated. With the arrival of dawn, he finally chose to retreat.

"It's amazing, it's terrifying." When Xia Tian slowly descended from the midair, Qiao Moda was convinced, and faced the attack and killing of thousands of monsters in one night. If it was someone else, he would have died of exhaustion. , but Xia Tian seemed to have just woken up after taking a nap, and came back full of energy.

"It's a pity that we couldn't find two survivors." Xia Tian sighed.

"Although there are two other people who didn't appear here, it means that they have a certain possibility of survival. By the way, your banner can burst out such pure power of the sun, which reminds me of our release. One of the exercises [Da Ri Ba Ti Gong] explained by the ancestors." Qiao Moda said.

"[Big Sun Tyrant Body Art]?" A gleam of light flashed in Xia Tian's eyes. He just felt that when the name of this exercise appeared, the sun banner actually shook, which made him guess the difference between the two. Is there some kind of relationship between.

"That's right! It is said that it needs to be tempered by the fire of the sun to cultivate a domineering exercise. Because the exercise is too domineering, there were at least a dozen disciples with peerless genius qualifications in Leiyin Ancient Temple who set themselves on fire because of improper cultivation. " Qiao Moda explained, "But I think that if you have this artifact, it should be able to assist you in successfully cultivating [Da Ri Ba Ti Gong]."

"As long as you can practice successfully, this technique is said to be able to defeat gods before they become gods!" Qiao Moda said here, full of excitement.

"Where?" Xia Tian asked very directly.

"No." Qiao Moda walked to the top floor of the Sutra Pavilion, and then took a breath, and a dusty book appeared in Xia Tian's sight amidst the dust.

"Is it reliable?" Xia Tian looked at the broken books that seemed to have been untouched for hundreds of years, and several black lines appeared on his face.

"It's not because the practice caused too many disciples to self-immolate. Therefore, the ancestor Shizu of that era ordered this book to be sealed up. Later, with the passing of time, this peerless practice was gradually forgotten. "Jomoda said after coughing dryly for a while.

"Let's take a look first!" Xia Tian began to give up hope, but when he opened the first page of the Great Sun Tyrant's Physical Skills, the flame logo that was exactly the same as that on the Sun Banner appeared in his line of sight, and at this moment it was hovering over him. The sun banner behind him also began to flutter gently as if meeting an old friend, as if greeting him.

"It's moving." After a whisper like in a dream, Xia Tian only felt that the flame mark on the book seemed to be alive, and slowly separated from the book, and then began to sink into Xia Tian's eyes.

"Oh!" When the flame rune on the book appeared in Xia Tian's eyes at the same time, a terrifying and vast aura burst out from him. When this aura burst out, the most terrifying existence sleeping in Leiyin Ancient Temple also woke up up.

"Who dares to use the kung fu of the god king? It's a kung fu technique at the level of a god, and even if a god practices such a kung fu technique at the level of a god king, the whole person may explode. Mortals! I really don't know how to live or die." Amid nightmare-like murmurs, a huge phantom slowly got up from the Thousand Buddha Forest and looked in the direction of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"Ang, me, hum, bah..." Just as the figure of the phantom grew taller, a Buddha statue in the Thousand Buddha Forest was angry, smiling, bowing its head, or holding flowers. There was a burst of chanting, and the holy golden light burst out amidst the chanting, and then chains full of Buddhist scriptures tightly bound the phantom, making his figure crackle and explode.

"Damn Shizu, I won't let Lao Tzu feel better after death. He insisted on imprisoning Lao Tzu here for 5000 years. Lao Tzu's majestic king of the abyss has been trapped here for so long. When he gets out, he must overthrow your Mahayana West Heaven Realm. It's gone." With an angry whisper, the phantom finally began to shrink under the Buddhist chain.

On the other side, as the flame runes entered Xia Tian's eyes, many words appeared in Xia Tian's mind out of thin air. These words composed entirely of flames seemed to contain countless mysteries of heaven and earth. Xia Tian couldn't help but look at him for a while. addicted to it.

"Hey, don't you want to play self-immolation later?" When Xia Tian was indulging in the flame text, Qiao Moda could feel the temperature around him rising sharply. In the end, even his body couldn't stand it anymore. There was ablation, and it had to back out first.

Just when Xia Tian's body temperature was rising rapidly, a altar quietly condensed and formed under him, and under the protection of the altar, the terrifying high temperature that could melt everything could not help Xia Tian in the end, and with Xia Tian's understanding of the flame text After Shenwu, a cluster of flames began to form between his brows.