Chapter 654 Help is coming
The raging flames piled up layer by layer, like layers of closing petals, or like layers of surging waves.
Taoist Tiezhu showed a bitter look on his face and said, "Why do you say this to provoke him?" As he spoke, he retracted the Five Thunder God Dharma Image that was hidden in the void, spit out green clouds, and pressed it in front of everyone.
Gong Mengbi laughed and said, "If we don't challenge his prestige, won't we be humiliated by him in vain?"
Mr. Yuan Ming sighed and said, "What should we do now?"
The void twisted in the flames, and the blue cloud spit out by the Taoist Tiezhu instantly turned a burning crimson purple. The old Taoist cried out in shock, "It can't be defended!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the divine fire burned through the blue clouds and turned into clouds of purple smoke of varying sizes that fell to the crowd. From the broken places, flames poured in like magma, and pounced on everyone like a poisonous dragon with sharp teeth and claws.
Zen Master Pobi immediately stepped forward, put his palms together, and transformed into a Vajra Dharma Image, protecting everyone.
The Vajra stood still, calm and motionless, emitting only golden light, but was immediately engulfed in a sea of fire, casting its surroundings in a golden red.
Master Pobi muttered, "This fire is truly miraculous. The energy of Taoism cannot stop it, and the light of Buddha cannot obscure it. What on earth is this?"
Zhan Min placed one hand on Master Po Bi's shoulder and said, "Don't be stubborn." The golden-red Vajra Dharma Image, combined with Zhan Min's profound magic power, repelled the flames outside his body.
Master Pobi's expression lightened slightly, and Elder Monk Zhanmin whispered, "If you can't hold on for a long time, you need to think of a way."
Gong Mengbi said: "Don't worry, I have a way."
Old Monk Zhan Min breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, Gong Mengbi's expression suddenly changed. He looked up at the sky and pointed his finger at the sky.
Amidst the backflowing flames, a huge red bead shrouded in purple smoke and red air suddenly fell, like the falling sun, and smashed towards the Vajra Dharmakaya of Zen Master Pobi.
Compared with this brilliant sun bead, the Vajra Dharmakaya is as weak and tiny as an ant pressed under a finger, and will be crushed into powder in the next moment.
However, from Gong Mengbi's fingertips, five-colored smoke emanated, transforming into a misty cloud that held the red bead in the air, preventing it from falling. This was the transformation of his Five Mountains Spirit, and its essence was the Five Mountains Divine Mud, which could withstand fire.
Gong Mengbi's face turned pale and he said, "There's nothing we can do now."
Among Gong Mengbi's abilities, the only thing that could withstand the burning of the divine fire was the Five Mountains Divine Mud. However, if the Five Mountains Divine Mud wanted to hold up the red pearl, Gong Mengbi had no other choice.
Several people felt a chill in their hearts.
The ghostly god's laughter trembled within the Xuantian Dharma Realm. "Can you stop the Sun Pearl? Can you stop the Divine Fire Refining Realm? Today's revenge will be paid with blood today."
The red bead was spinning slowly, firmly suppressing the Five Mountains Divine Mud. Gong Mengbi could no longer pay attention to other things, so he could only close his eyes, concentrate, sit cross-legged in the air, and circulate the divine mud to fight against the brilliant sun bead.
Although the sun bead could not fall, the flames of the entire Dharma Realm became more and more vicious. Even with the help of the magic power of the old monk Zhanmin, the Zen Master Pobi could not hold on any longer.
Mr. Yuan Ming sighed and said, "Today, I died defeating the demon. It can be considered a worthy death."
Elder Monk Zhan Min coughed and said, "I have no other options. I only have half of my golden body. Let's see if I can delay you for a moment."
The old monk chanted the Buddha's name loudly, and golden light shone from under his skin, making him look like a golden man.
He said to the Zen Master Pobi in a tone as if he were entrusting him with his final wishes: "I will leave first. I hope you won't follow me."
Seeing that the old monk was really ready to die, donating his body to buy time for everyone, Gong Mengbi opened his eyes and said, "Master, there is no need to rush to die. Wait a little longer."
Old Monk Zhan Min looked at Gong Mengbi and frowned, especially when he looked at the illusory tail that kept swinging behind Gong Mengbi, his brows furrowed even more.
At this critical moment of life and death, even if the old monk didn't know what was good for him, he still suppressed his inner turmoil and asked, "Why?"
Gong Mengbi said, "Wait."
The old monk looked at Taoist Tiezhu, who had already recovered his breath. He said, "Then wait a little longer. It's just a matter of dying a heroic death or a struggling death. Waiting a little longer will give you a glimmer of hope."
The old monk would naturally prefer to die heroically, but after all, he was not alone, so he endured the humiliation.
Master Pobi breathed a sigh of relief.
Mr. Yuan Ming stepped forward and said, "Let me do it. You take a moment to calm down first."
Mr. Yuan Ming pinched his fingers and his magic power turned into a white dragon, protecting everyone inside and giving Master Pobi a chance to catch his breath.
The divine fire refined the world, and the entire Xuantian Dharma Realm turned into a furnace, and the Sun Pearl was the divine elixir in the furnace.
Gong Mengbi and others are just the medicinal residue that needs to be refined.
Although it has strong resilience now, it will lose if it holds on for too long. A moment earlier or later, it will be reduced to ashes in the divine fire.
The god stood in the void, with a flaming lotus in front of him. The lotus petals were wrapped together in layers, and swirling flames emanated from the inside out.
"Little bug, you have a tough life."
The god sneered and didn't take it seriously. Instead, his mind was already on the mountain above.
The six brothers were ambushed and fell into a trap, and the City God disappeared. I'm afraid that Shangfang Mountain is also surrounded. I don't know how their mother is doing now.
A gloomy look crossed the divine man's face. Gong Mengbi's previous words left a thorn in his throat. He muttered to himself, "After I've finished with you, I'll go ask Mother myself."
But compared to refining these little bugs to death, people who come to trouble the situation come faster.
There was a strong wind and thunder.
The old dragon who had chased for thousands of miles had a dazed look in his eyes, but the moment he saw the divine man, he recognized his target.
"Wutong boy! Kill you!"
The rumbling thunder was accompanied by a command, the wind and rain were broken, the clouds were upside down, and they all rushed towards the red-armored god.
The divine being glared with murderous eyes and said, "You old dragon, are you really looking for death?"
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