The reason why the old tree demon Guishan Youhui suppressed the yīn fire calamity was because there was no certainty to save the calamity and lack of confidence. He cultivates by himself, and sometimes he is not very clear about the extent of his cultivation, and he has never thought about what it means to suppress a dozen times of yīn fire calamities.
In addition, the old tree demon is of the wood genus. Although fire does not directly kill wood, it can cause fatal damage to wood. Therefore, even when he was saving the calamity in Meiqing Mountain, Gui Shanyou still had some guilt.
The current Wang Yong is completely different. The surging momentum and the actions of constantly provoking the robbery directly reflect that his confidence has burst to the extreme And the anvil can only make oneself stronger.
The third way, the fourth way, every time a yīn fire disaster strikes, no matter how far away everyone is, they can still perceive the kind of confidence and confidence that Wang Yong shows.
This kind of confidence not only made Wang Yong feel at ease when dealing with the catastrophe, but even affected all the monks within a hundred miles.
At this moment, all the cultivators felt that kind of positive confidence and never-say-die pride. I don't know how many people once felt that they couldn't see the way forward clearly, that they had failed, and that they had been lost, but at this moment, they suddenly had a thorough understanding.
Compared with Master Wang Yong's coping with the calamity, the difficulties and obstacles they encountered before, and the bottlenecks in their cultivation, almost all became illusory. At this moment, countless cultivators suddenly let go of the knots in their hearts that had been entangled in them for a long time.
Within a hundred miles, the inner mountain gate of Chunyang Palace is completely shrouded in it, but this area is an area where ordinary people from other sects and loose cultivators cannot enter without invitation. The influence of Wang Yong's aura has solidly caused all the disciples of the inner mountain gate of Chunyang Palace to undergo a spiritual baptism unknowingly.
But the calamity did not end here, and it still descended step by step. Fifth, sixth, seventh. During the seventh yīn fire robbery, the headmaster and the palace masters had to step back a few feet again. Only then did they safely endure the combined power of the yīn fire robbery and Wang Yong's flames.
At this moment, whether it is the power of the catastrophe or the power of Wang Yong's flame, the stronger it is, the happier the headmaster and the elders will be. The stronger at this time, it means that Wang Yong's cultivation will also be higher, and at this level of development, Wang Yong's success in calamity is already a sure thing.
Just when the elders were looking forward to the birth of the second Mahayana master, and other monks who were influenced by Wang Yong's momentum were enjoying the process of self-confidence, the scene suddenly changed.
The eighth path is still normal, but the ninth path has suddenly increased several times. The violent process was as if the oil pan had been simmering on a warm fire, but at the end, a torch was suddenly thrown in the oil pan.
Boom, Wang Yong suddenly turned into a huge fire field. Countless bright flames directly lit up all the dense fog, and even the haze was burned by the sudden flames without a trace.
The one who responded the fastest was the old tree demon, who flew back hundreds of meters almost instantly and left the fire field. And the Palace Master and the others were not slow. The moment they received the warning from the old tree demon, they also retreated and went directly behind the old tree demon.
Within the range of several hundred meters, all were tumbling flames. This was a brand-new kind of fire mixed with the flames in Wang Yong's body. In just a moment, it spread into a huge flame ball.
This time, Yang Chen felt a familiar smell from the flames. After a little thought, he understood. This flame is clearly the unicorn fire. However, slightly different from ordinary Qiqun Fire, the flame of Bing Fire was mixed with the smell of Renshui, which Yang Chen did not recognize at first.
This is the harvest that Yang Chen brought to the master's unicorn horns. The unicorn scales and horns of double genus xìng were not only refined by Wang Yong and succeeded in the birth of the flying sword, but also absorbed the flames and turned into this unique unicorn. Water and fire have reached the power of a sixth-grade fire.
The crowd was terrified, not knowing what was going on. All the monks within the range of Meiqing Mountain were feeling the movement of Wang Yongdu's spiritual power when they suddenly found that there was a huge burning sun above the Meiqing Mountain.
For a time, countless exclamations came one after another, and everyone was staring at the huge fireball and pointing in surprise. What exactly is going on? Did the robbery fail? Still successful
When they were in shock, everyone suddenly heard Wang Yong's confident and joyful laughter.
"Hahaha!" A long laugh almost challenged the limit of everyone's curiosity. Everyone can't wait to know what the result will be, but the laughter is lasting, and the half-stick incense effort has no meaning to stop.
However, the incomparable self-confidence in the smile, everyone can still appreciate it. In the huge fireball burning, there is still such self-confidence, so that the self-confidence of the monks in Chunyang Palace has been mentioned to the highest.
Finally, the laughter stopped, and then everyone saw a scene that they will never forget. The huge fireball suddenly began to fall toward the center, and a harsh wind sounded in everyone's ears.
In the strong sound of whirring, the fireball was suddenly blown away, turning into a thick cloud of fire. Afterwards, the fire cloud turned into a slender flame and flew in one direction.
The end of the fire wire stayed in the mouth of Wang Yong, who was suspended in the air. At this moment, Wang Yong swallowed the flames into his mouth as if he was sucking some delicious food. The flames in the sky became less and less, and finally all were swallowed by Wang Yong.
Immediately, the smoke dissipated, the clouds cleared, and the sky returned to normal. Wang Yong, who absorbed all the fire clouds, laughed again, shook his body, and disappeared without a trace.
But this last burst of laughter, in the hearts of Nei Shanmen disciples, seemed to wake up and enter their sea of consciousness. Everyone involuntarily created an indelible trace in the sea of consciousness. Wang Yong's figure with a big laugh was firmly remembered in everyone's heart.
At any time, as long as I think of the pride of this laughter, it seems that all the hardships and hardships will be taken lightly, even if there are many trials and tribulations in the future, it is just my own whetstone. Ask for the Great God's Light Badge! (To be continued)! .