The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

He paused: "What's more, do you think I will use ordinary fire to burn your junior brother? Just now this wood is used to make a fire, just to heat this pot! Wait for me to use the real fire of samadhi, and let you know what heat is !"

Hearing this, even Zhu Bajie's complexion changed drastically.

He didn't know what the oil was like, but this real fire of samadhi was the most powerful flame in the world, and it was really difficult to deal with. Seeing what Qingfeng said was convincing, he hesitated a little bit.

Even Sun Wukong frowned. He had seen the real fire of Samadhi before. He was burned by the real fire of Samadhi in the Bagua furnace back then. Although there was no serious problem, the power of the real fire of Samadhi should not be underestimated.

What's more, he was Taiyi Golden Immortal back then, but now Chu Heng is only a Golden Immortal, and there is a big gap in it, that is, Sun Wukong knows a little about Chu Heng's background, but at this moment he can't help feeling a little worried.

After hearing this, Chu Heng's heart skipped a beat, and he also showed a nervous expression.

510 Seeing Chu Heng's expression of fear, Qingfeng seemed to be happier.

"What? What else do you have to say now? Do you think you can get away safely if you offend my Wuzhuang Temple? A mere wild god, but a monster, dares to come to my Wuzhuang Temple to act wildly, without looking at where it is ?”

Of course, Qingfeng still doesn't know Chu Heng's identity.

Even a person of his age doesn't even know what the Golden Turtle Island in the East China Sea means.

Otherwise, how dare he be so arrogant?

Chu Heng seemed to be getting more and more frightened, and his face turned pale.

Qingfeng laughed loudly, and untied the rope from Chu Heng's body.

He was so violent that he found that he couldn't move Chu Heng.

"Why? Afraid of death and dare not leave?"

Qingfeng blushed, but found that Chu Heng seemed to have weighed a thousand catties, rooted in the ground, unable to move no matter what.

Sun Wukong beside him had a golden light in his eyes, looked at Chu Heng, and smiled slightly.

Qingfeng tried his best here, and Chu Heng didn't move at all. He thought for a long time, slapped his forehead, and moved the oil pan to this side.

"If you don't go, I'll move the frying pan over. No matter what, today's frying pan is your decision!".

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After Qingfeng finished speaking, he made a magic decision at random, and the five ghosts' transporting method had been activated. kuuhuu

An oil pan that was transported from nowhere was placed under Chu Heng's feet, and Qingfeng was muttering words.

Not long after, a mouthful of golden flames was suddenly ejected from his mouth.

It turned out that Qingfeng was the boy under Zhen Yuanzi who was in charge of playing the fan. When Zhen Yuanzi was refining alchemy, he was the one who fanned the wind.

That's why his Taoist name is Qingfeng.

This Samadhi True Fire is the first method of Taoist alchemy. Although it is profound, there are many people who know it. As a quasi-sage, Zhen Yuanzi naturally knows it more clearly.

Over time, Qingfeng who was beside him also learned this technique.

However, this real fire of Samadhi has extremely high temperature, which is not inferior to flames like the Phoenix Spirit Fire, and secondly, with the improvement of cultivation level, the destructive power of real fire of Samadhi is also increasing.

At this time, Qingfeng is only a golden fairy, but the true fire of samadhi has turned golden, obviously its power is not bad.

There was an oil pan under Chu Heng's feet, and the real fire of samadhi was still shrouded beside him. After a while, it turned into liquid, as if it had melted into the oil pan.

"Third Junior Brother!"

Zhu Bajie opened his mouth wide, watching this scene: "This is? Burned?"

Seeing Chu Hengmelting, Qingfeng was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing: "I thought you were capable! It turns out that's nothing more than that, a samadhi real fire will kill you!"

"Is it?"

A laughing voice sounded behind his ear. (—)

"Whether I'm capable or not, you'll know right away."

Qingfeng trembled all over, looking at Chu Heng who suddenly appeared behind him.

"How come?" He stared at Chu Heng: "Aren't you?"

Qingfeng suddenly looked back at the oil pan, only to see a tree stump lying in the oil pan.

He didn't understand why, when he untied the rope just now, Chu Heng certainly used a technique to transform the tree stump into his own image, and was thrown into the frying pan.

But Chu Heng secretly hid behind Qingfeng, and only now appeared.

Qingfeng's face was blue and white, as if his face was swollen by someone.

At this moment, he still remembered his arrogant words just now, but Chu Heng was already standing in front of him intact.

What about Qingfeng, let alone him, only that Zhu Bajie was overjoyed after Chu Heng was out of trouble.

"Third Junior Brother! Let me out quickly!"

Chu Heng didn't hesitate either. Zhen Yuanzi might sense something was wrong right away. With a wave of his hand, the five-colored grasping method was used to untie the ropes on the two men. (—)

As for the fixing spell, without the rope, the fixing spell is just a piece of cake.

But Tang Seng is in some trouble, he is a mortal, even if the rope on his body is untied, the spell on his body still needs to be untied.