Gao Wu Da Qin: You don’t want the secret to be known, right?

In the darkness, a figure over three meters tall appeared majestically.

Qin Feng stood on the steps of the dark temple and looked back. The place behind him was vast, dark and chaotic, and he could no longer see the stone gate he had arrived at.

It was certain that it was not just a simple stone door, but a portal.

Xuanyuan Temple is not a simple temple, but a space.

Living in it, one can feel that the volume of this space is at worst much larger than the continent of Arad, its own small universe.

Qin Feng stepped on the floor tiles. A burning footprint appeared on the floor tiles under his feet. The flames followed his legs and suddenly wrapped around his body, arms, and shoulders, revealing!

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After the flames burned out, Qin Feng opened his hands and found that he had a set of simple, rough, brutal, and well-proportioned flame pattern armor on his body.

The armor has a semi-enclosed structure, an exquisite breast mirror, a liger belt, knees, shoulders and elbows, all inlaid with burning red crystal gems, and even a burning red hero scarf on his head.

Even a picky perfectionist like Qin Feng is extremely satisfied with this armor at this moment.

Qin Feng waved his fist, looked at the copy in front of him, and thought to himself, this equipment has been given as a gift, and the mechanism has been triggered. Is there any hint for the next battle?

Qin Feng continued to walk forward and walked through a dinner corridor. A wall in front of him blocked his way.

It's a wall full of dragons!

Eight dragons surround the wall, and in the middle is a Yin-Yang Bagua array.

The eight directions of the array depict eight portals.

As Qin Feng came to the Eight Dragon Wall, this wall seemed to have regained its vitality. The bodies of the eight dragons were faintly burning, cyan, blue, red, gold, silver...

Eight dragons of different colors completely burned and bloomed on this wall, overflowing with brilliance and galloping gorgeously!

At the same time, the Yin-Yang Bagua disk surrounded by eight dragons began to rotate, and a hole opened in the Yin-Yang fish position in the middle of the Bagua disk, and a palm mark appeared.

Qin Feng looked at the Bagua plate and placed the palm of his left hand against the palm print on the wall.

But he saw the Bagua disk start to rotate.

The eight divine dragons following the trend were lingering around the Bagua Pan. The whole scene was extremely solemn and solemn.

The eight trigrams circled to the third circle, then stopped suddenly, and the hexagram images were revealed.

Qin Feng looked at the hexagram, but he couldn't understand it.

At this time, the benefits of having an elder in the family, like having a treasure, appeared.

Ginseng Fruit Tree said, "This is the same hexagram, the thirtieth hexagram of the sixty-four hexagrams!"

"The lower part and the upper part overlap each other. Li refers to fire, which means attachment. One yin attaches to the beautiful, and two yang go up and down."

"The two separate fires overlap each other, and the top and bottom are transparent. The fire has energy but is invisible, which means the main meaning is unreal and uncertain."

"Therefore, the same hexagram is also called the fire hexagram."

"The secret to clearing the level lies in the fire dragon."

Qin Feng looked at the red dragon. The red dragon on the wall looked at Qin Feng at the moment. The next moment, the red dragon broke through the wall and rushed straight towards Qin Feng!

The fire dragon wrapped around him, the wall in front of Qin Feng collapsed, and a deep flame path appeared in front of him.

The mighty flames burned blazingly, and iron chains hung all over his body. Qin Feng stepped into it, and under the high temperature flames, his skin felt a severe burning pain. Even Qin Feng's cosmic skin changed from transparent to transparent at this moment. It turned red, and the whole person turned into a cooked lobster, red and translucent.

At this moment, a thought emerged from the depths of the Flame Spiritual Palace, "The breath of an old friend! Is it you? People plant trees!"

The ginseng fruit tree no longer covered it up and appeared directly behind Qin Feng.

A majestic giant tree, soaring high into the sky, its green branches and leaves lingering and covering a large area of ​​​​flame, these areas turned into green vegetation.

The ancestor manifested the Dharma and his consciousness was vast, "Zhu Rong! Long time no see!"

Streams of heavenly fire fell from the sky, and the terrifying flames gathered above the head to form another terrifying god in the form of a powerful human. It looked down, with blazing flames in its eyes.

The Vulcan and the Ancestor simply looked at each other!

But I saw the green halo and the red halo collide, the cracks in time and space collapsed, and the rules of the avenue were almost exposed!

This is the first time Qin Feng has seen the appearance of the rule body.

Those rules diffused from the abstract dark cracks, exposing strange tracks like the handwriting on Xuanyuan Temple. It is hard to believe that when Cangjie created the characters, he directly copied the avenue tracks and used them as handwriting!

The next moment, the ancestor of the ginseng fruit tree showed his power, and the green field where the ancestor was located suddenly opened up, expanding the scope in a mighty way.

Instead, the Vulcan crossed his hands, and the flame domain burst into flames. The flame domain and the green wood domain collided crazily, entangled, and were inextricably killed.

At this moment, the traditional order of fire and wood no longer exists.

But seeing the green vitality range, the flame field was surrounded and suppressed in a mighty manner. The ancestor of the ginseng fruit tree was indeed an immortal who had lived for thousands of years. He tried his best to make this decisive blow and forcefully fought on Zhu Rong Huoling's home court. Returned a game!

Zhu Rong Huoling seemed to be really angry, and a huge sun actually rose up from behind, and he was about to fight to the death with the ginseng fruit tree.

Can not be done!

Qin Feng couldn't stand it anymore.

I promised you that I would come here to practice and gain experience, but why did you two start fighting first?

I'm still getting a shitty treasure out of this!

Qin Feng couldn't help but said, "Two big guys! Stop fighting, the avenue will be wiped out!"

With such words, the ginseng fruit tree said, "Zhu Ronghuoling, today I will give Qin Feng some face and let you off the hook, but don't push yourself too far! Stop it!"

As the ginseng fruit tree closed its hands, Zhurong Huoling swung his arms, and the scorching sun behind him disappeared.

Zhu Rong Huoling has also discovered that he can't beat this tree at all.

This ginseng fruit tree should still be alive, but his true form has long since died.

How can the soul fire beat the fat and strong ginseng fruit tree!

Although I could kill him in an instant at my peak, the past is the past and the present is the present. The superiority of the past cannot be achieved now.

Only hearing the ginseng fruit tree, Lang Lang spoke.

"In the past, Xuanyuan established four gods to take charge of the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter."

"The east god's awn spans two dragons, one flower, one tree and one red, in charge of spring."

"The name of the Southern God Yanzi is Zhurong. He commands the fire from the sky and is in charge of summer."

"The God of the West harvests the fruit and waits for autumn to come. The autumn frost leaves the tiger's claws white. He is in charge of autumn."

"The Northern God Yu has the wind in his arms, and there are no corpses wherever the wind passes. He is in charge of winter."

"It stands to reason that I, Zangshu, am just a follower of Master Jumang, and I am not as good as your Southern God Zhu Rong. When I see you, I have to call you ancestor."

"However, today your true body has been destroyed, your spiritual fire still exists, and your soul body still exists, so you can be considered consistent with my seniority."

"Is it appropriate to call you Brother Zhu Rong?"

Zhu Rong looked down at the ancestor of the ginseng fruit tree below and said in a loud voice, "Thank you for remembering your master, Ju Mang!"