dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Just when Chen Daji was muttering, Zhao Fei had already run to him from a distance.

A fierce slap on this guy's big ass made Chen Daji scream strangely.

"Little chicken, don't worry about how to get broken shoes, hurry up and save grandma with me!"

Chen Daji wanted to fight back, but thinking about Fatty Zhao taking advantage this time, he could only grit his teeth and endure it.

So he vented his anger on the "miscellaneous soldiers" nearby, swishing three arrows, and exploded three big crotches.

On the other side, Hua Jiunan has already entered the "Shengmen" and exited the Jingmen, and came directly under Mai's grandma.

Feeling the aura of a stranger, the eight giant cauldrons that originally burned the iron chains rose into the air violently, spinning around Hua Jiunan like a revolving lantern.

The giant cauldron was already red, and a scorching breath rushed towards his face.

In the blink of an eye, Hua Jiunan's hair was scorched.

Fortunately, he was wearing an upright school treasure "Liangyi Daoist Robe", so he didn't make a fool of himself in public.

Grandma Mai saw that Hua Jiu was trapped, so she hurriedly reminded her loudly.

"Grandson, be careful, this thing is the Four Great Heavenly Flames, you can't touch it!"

Four Heavenly Fires? ! ! !

Hua Jiu was both surprised and angry when he heard the words:

Surprisingly, I didn't expect that Fan Ju, worthy of being a disciple of Guigu, could use the power of the eight sects to attract such a legendary thing;

What makes him angry is that the old man has a vicious mind, and he actually used the four heavenly fires to burn Mai's grandma!

If I can't save her old man in time, I'm afraid that even the true spirit will be burned to ashes, and there will be no chance to go to Guanghua Mansion to enjoy the throne...

There are only sporadic records in some ancient books about the four heavenly fires:

One is the golden fire for washing karma, which is called "Wan Ling Gu Yi (yi)" and presents a "golden flame".According to legend, this fire has the ability to detect all spirits.

The second is the purple fire that burns the sky, presenting a "purple flame".The power is infinite, and it is said that it has the ability to burn the sky and boil the sea.

The third ghost fire presents "gray flame".This fire goes straight to the netherworld, and has the ability to show the life of the deceased.

Its forty-six Ding Shenhuo presents a "red flame".This fire is infinitely mysterious and has the ability to cleanse the marrow of the Book of Changes.

Hua Jiunan has a calm and calm personality, and the more critical the moment is, the calmer he becomes.

He first retracted the killing knife behind his back, and took out the copper coin sword.

Then he bit his middle finger and wiped it towards the body of the sword, clenched the celestial master's token around his waist in his hand, and recited aloud with a solemn face.

"A pure heart is like water, and clear water is the heart. There is no breeze, and the waves are calm. Sitting alone, the zither sings."

"..."

"I am ambitious, the wind is blowing from the water, the sky is high and the earth is wide, and the flowing water is flowing in the clouds... The nature is the best, and the way is natural."

"In the name of Ge Tianshi, the nectar of the whole world, come down!"

(Note: Huang, huáng, bamboo forest, generally refers to bamboo.)

I saw a curtain of water falling from the sky, most of which wrapped Mai's grandma, and Xiao Ban protected Hua Jiunan.

Only then did he avoid the fate of being baked into a big bald head.

If this is the case, I'm afraid I'll be so happy, Xiao Wuxin... She will even strongly request to accept disciples on behalf of her teacher, and recommend Hua Jiunan to be the ancestor Buddha of Jinguang Temple...

Seeing that his technique can cut off the power of the flames in the cauldron, Hua Jiunan was a little relieved.

It seems that Fan Ju's invitation to Tianhuo is just superficial, otherwise, with his current morality and deeds, let alone all four kinds, even one of them would be absolutely irresistible.

Think about it too:

This kind of legendary existence, not to mention the current age of doom, even Emperor Zhuanxu had never heard of any great power that could be used.

When Hua Jiunan was trapped by eight fire cauldrons, Chen Daji and Zhao Fei had already rushed to him.

Both of them were of unparalleled loyalty, and when they saw that their boss was in danger, they immediately screamed and wanted to knock the cauldron away.

Seeing this, Hua Jiu hurriedly stopped him: "You can't touch this thing!"

"Leave me alone, think of a way to save grandma!"

This request really stumped the two boys: Grandma Mai was locked in the air, and Chen and Zhao couldn't fly...

At the critical moment, Chen Daji hastened to use his brain... There is a solution!

I can't fly, but his "little man" can, and he flies so fast that he disappears after a while...

I saw this guy stomping his foot on the ground three times and shouting loudly.

"Sky Lingling, Earth Lingling, I can't do without my own father!"

"Summoning father, let's go!"

A blue light flashed for a while, and Chen Daji's "mini dad" appeared immediately.

This time, he was neatly dressed, and there was no foam on his body.

It may be that he was cheated by his son too much, and he still wore a black steel helmet on his head. I don't know who made it for him.

Under the helmet, a pair of big watery eyes looked around vigilantly.

That looks very similar, Sanmao who was forcibly sent out to land mines...

After seeing clearly that there are "violent spirits" everywhere around him, Daji's "Mini Father" turned pale with fright, and turned around to flee back to Guanghua Mansion.

Chen Dage had expected such a result a long time ago, and immediately shouted loudly.

"Father, don't run in a hurry, save grandma!"

Daji's little dad slammed on the brakes in the air, and after looking back to see the tragic situation of Mai's grandma, he showed that he was ashamed of death.

Gritting his teeth, stomping his feet, he rushed back with a babble.

Without hesitation, he hugged the iron rope thicker than his own waist, and pulled it hard...