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"Chong!"

Suddenly, a sonorous sound was heard, and the ray of light was blocked, it turned out to be the ancient scriptures of the gods!

It was half a page of scripture fragments that were as bright red as blood, which was brought back from Ziweixing, and it has been unable to be comprehended, because it has no words, only incomplete dao patterns.

It was steaming and resplendent, the red clouds dyed his whole body red, almost transparent, and there was a phoenix sound, which was clear and deafening.

The half-page ancient scriptures of gods and spirits made of phoenix blood and red gold resounded in harmony with that tiny ray of light!

Chapter 857

The haze was gorgeous, and half a page of blood-red scriptures trembled. It was made of phoenix blood and red gold, and there was a clanking sound, like a fairy phoenix that had been trapped for a long time was about to break out.

The tiny flame merged with it, turned into a jumping rune, and emitted a more blazing light. The two resonated, mysterious and unpredictable.

Ye Fan stepped back, his eyes were bright like torches, and he stared fixedly there, for fear of missing something.

"Chirp..."

In the deepest part of the fire area, the bird leaped and emerged from the fire, resembling a phoenix. Standing on the one-meter-high tree flames, it screamed non-stop, and the scorching heat rushed towards it.

It was fluttering its wings and was about to fly, but finally it did not leave the tree flames, and opened its mouth to spit out a ray of light, like a bright lightning, falling down.

"What is this? It's all made of talisman culture. Is it really the essence of fairy fire?" Ye Fan changed color.

He was worried that half a page of immortal writing was extremely precious, and it would be troublesome if it was destroyed here. It was brought back from the Ziwei Ancient Starfield by him.

The Buddha's light shines everywhere, and the bodhi seed hangs in the air. There is a kind of Buddha's might, blocking the tiny flames in front. The shell of this seed is changing, as if it is about to crack and fall off.

A big Buddha appeared, sitting cross-legged in the void, being scorched by the flames, with a look of sorrow and suffering, motionless, and his body glowed with immeasurable light.

Ye Fan was surprised that the Bodhisattva had such a mysterious power, which he had never known before. What is so strange about the inner Buddha image?

Suddenly, something happened, the rustling sound was frightening, the small tree was moving, the bird was chirping non-stop, rushed into the air, and looked down.

The mutation of Bodhizi also changed the cluster of mysterious talisman fires. To move over, the temperature became more and more frightening, and the void was burned.

Ye Fan's scalp was numb. This thing was absolutely irresistible. It was recorded in ancient books that an immortal was burned to death in the deepest part of the fire domain, leaving the ashes of the catastrophe.

He had no choice but to retreat, if the bird that looked like a fairy phoenix fell, it would be a catastrophe, and there was no way to avoid it.At this moment, it is in a delicate balance, once broken, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"chirp"

The phoenix bird as big as a palm opened its mouth to spit out a faint light, and it fell down, and the Buddha light of Bodhizi became more intense, the lines on it were changing, and the fire light was approaching.

"This won't work. The more you fight, the worse it will be. The ultimate flame composed of runes is not conscious, it is just being attracted by external forces."

Ye Fan gradually realized the mystery. Instead of confronting him tit for tat, he would probably perish faster. If he did nothing, he would stand here and it would not approach.

At this time, the Buddha's body was solemn and precious, and there was an immeasurable light blooming, attracting more talisman fires, even the small tree was almost in sight, and the bodhi seed seemed to be melting.

As soon as Ye Fan gritted his teeth, he split a ray of spiritual thought into the immeasurable Buddha light, entered the master on the bodhi seed, and began to try to change everything.There is no consciousness on it, only a tiny imprint mobilizing the power of Bodhi, which evolves into a big Buddha and becomes the infinite light of light.

Ye Fan easily entered the master, and the flames forced him. The earlier brand was almost wiped out, and he gradually lost contact with Bodhizi, and was about to disappear in midair.

The great Buddha was dimmed, and then slowly disappeared, and all the immeasurable light disappeared into the Bodhi, but then another figure appeared, with black hair like a waterfall, sitting cross-legged in the void like a god and demon, blooming billions of divine brilliance.

"This is..." Ye Fan was taken aback, the Buddha body disappeared, and he appeared instead.

The tree flame approached, the fairy phoenix chirped, the terrifying flames were burning, and the bodhi seeds were ups and downs. Ye Fan seemed to have fallen into the [-]th floor of purgatory and was tortured.

"What happened?" He didn't know why, feeling like he was about to be turned into ashes.

Calm down, he didn't do anything, he quickly adjusted his emotions, concentrated all the spiritual thoughts that entered the Bodhi, submerged them, and no longer manifested them.

In the void, the shadow like a god and demon gradually disappeared, the flames danced, and the bodhi seed seemed to melt, and the lines on it changed greatly.

The tree flames made up of runes moved away, no longer confronting each other, and moved away from here.The bodhi seed fell to the ground, Ye Fan woke up, the ray of spiritual thought withdrew, and flew back to the physical body, then he picked up the seed and carefully observed the difference.

"This..." He was amazed in his heart. There used to be a natural Buddha on it, formed by various natural lines, but now everything has changed. The Buddha disappeared and turned into his form.

Ye Fan was in a daze, the original Bodhisattva had other people's marks on it, which might become a serious problem in the future, because he had no secrets about Bodhisattva.Now, this cluster of mysterious talisman fires forced each other, strangling a potential crisis and extinguishing it in the bud.

"This seed is wonderful, and it belongs to me now." Ye Fan held the bodhi seed in his hand, feeling closer than before, as if he heard a mysterious Taoist sound, which came from ancient times.

Enlightenment, he no longer needs to rely on this seed. At this time, it is not to help it to understand, but to truly capture a strange rhythm.

"It's half a page of fairy text!"

The flame of the tree disappeared, but the phoenix bird did not retreat. It hung in the air, staring at the scriptures made of phoenix blood and red gold, and spit out many rays of light.

At this time, the blood-red ancient scriptures of the gods and the bright flames merged together, and half of the fire bird rushed out, but it seemed to be cut in half by someone, only half of its body.

Half a page of fairy text, half a fairy phoenix bird!

Ye Fan held the Bodhi in his hand and stared forward. Two materialized lights shot out from his eyes, which almost connected to the injured bird, grabbing its secrets.

This is transformed by the dao pattern, which contains the secret of immortality, and now it resonates with the light spit out by the bird formed by the rune flame, which manifests in the void.

No one in the world can survive, not even the ancient emperors. Is this really a fairy tale?Ye Fan calmed down and observed the Phoenix Dao pattern, wanting to capture the most original secret.

But it was too difficult. The phoenix bird manifested in half a page of the scriptures was broken, and half of it was torn off. Such incompleteness was not coherent at all and did not make sense.

Forced combination and continuous evolution and reasoning are not enough, and scriptures and avenues cannot be born at all, which makes Ye Fan frown, helpless.

Although the bodhi in his hand is more closely connected with him, it can't be born out of nothing, can't create the way, and can only capture the real existence of the way.

"chirp"

The little bird in mid-air jumped down and danced around the phoenix blood red gold, gracefully and movingly, but the temperature was even more frightening. Ye Fan changed color, and I was afraid that it would melt away the lines on it.

"Chong!"

The metallic vibrato sounded, and brighter light burst out from the fairy text, red as blood, dyeing the entire fire area with a dreamy brilliance, mysterious and magnificent.

"A short section of intact dao pattern!"

Ye Fan stared straight into the air, and when the phoenix blood and red gold combined with the twilight, there was a chain-like pattern in the evolved incomplete phoenix bird that moved.

His eyes were full of brilliance, like two sharp swords slashing over, falling on the chain of order through the gorgeous glow, and carefully engraved it.

"brush!"

The subtle fire light jumped, Ye Fan backed up, and then remained motionless, the whole person seemed to have no life, and sat cross-legged.

His consciousness was pulled into a dead space and forcibly closed in. There was only a chain of order moving here, which was terrifying and boundless.