Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1599 Fire
"Nice talent, but you're still hiding some little secrets. What are they? Let me take a look. Eh? You actually accepted that guy's power? Filthy! You're a disgrace to Buddhism, and you must be liberated!"

The strange hand's initial tone was quite kind, even a little appreciative, but then it said something that almost scared the extremely cunning Kinnara to death.

His deepest secret was revealed, but he had no power to resist in this strange palm. He had already seen his own end. It was hard to say which was more terrible, disgrace or death. If nothing unexpected happened, he should fall first, and then the truth would be revealed, and his reputation would be ruined.

In the ancient world, death is not the end. What is scary is that there is no rebirth forever.

Colluding with the devil and gaining power from him is a matter of eternal damnation.

No! Absolutely not! He fought desperately, trying to find that one in a billion chance to escape, but the disparity in power between the two was too great, and his demise was imminent.

Just when he felt that he was about to turn into ashes and the evil energy in his body was about to be exposed to the world, another hand suddenly reached out from the side and grabbed the wrist of the strange hand.

Her fingers are long, white, and perfect like a rare treasure.

"Senior brother, your power is comparable to that of nature, why do you have to make things difficult for the junior?" Deng Chanyu grabbed the wrist of the strange hand, and then pulled hard, dragging out the huge body hidden behind the thick fog.

The huge monster hidden in the thick fog was Yu Yuan, but at this time Yu Yuan's eyes were dull, his face was distorted, and his strong body had become two times thinner. Facing Deng Chanyu, his body trembled instinctively, but Deng Chanyu didn't look at him, and the "Senior Brother" she called was obviously not him.

All the gods and Buddhas present were looking at Yu Yuan's left hand. With a body of 17 or 18 feet tall, Yu Yuan's normal palm was as big as a table. But now the palm on his left wrist was only the size of an ordinary person. His body was too big and his hand was too small, which looked very uncoordinated. However, that hand seemed to be the center of the world, making people unable to ignore Yu Yuan standing aside.

Deng Chanyu intervened in time to prevent Kinnara Bodhisattva from truly being annihilated. Panicked, he inexplicably asked, "Why did you save me?"

"Because you are worth saving." Deng Chanyu said casually, and then ignored Kinnara Bodhisattva.

She stared at the strange hand and said, "Brother, you have been influenced by the devil. You shouldn't have such a strong obsession. Everything he showed you was fake. Wake up. You have already transcended it."

The strange hand seemed to be the master, and Yu Yuan's body looked like a pendant. It suddenly disappeared strangely, and then appeared strangely again, with five fingers raised like knives, trying to grab Deng Chanyu's neck.

Her body shape kept changing rapidly in space and space. She raised her index finger and middle finger, poking, stabbing, and picking, trying to separate her palms from Yu Yuan's body. As a result, she found that this method of connection was extremely strong. Every effective attack of hers consumed Yu Yuan's vitality. After only three hits, this giant who was 17 or 18 feet tall became extremely weak, and his skin was iron-gray like a corpse from the inside out.

"My lord! Please spare Yu Yuan's life!" Xin Jin, who had hurriedly chased after him, begged for mercy.

Deng Chanyu acted as if she didn't hear anything, and her fingers moved faster than the last. The strange palm itself moved very quickly, but it was still inferior to her in terms of speed. Now with the burden of Yu Yuan, the speed was even slower.

After weighing the pros and cons, it immediately abandoned the remaining energy and flew towards Kinnara not far away.

Deng Chanyu guided with her finger, then gave a gentle push, and almost all the blood in the body was drained out. The skinny Yu Yuan fell into Xin Jin's hands like a kite with a broken string.

Then she made a grabbing motion, and like dominoes, the layers of spatial barriers began to collapse, one after another, rapidly collapsing from her side. The strange hand, far from widening the distance between her and her, actually brought it closer. "Since you wish to die, then I will grant your wish!" An indistinct voice emerged from the strange hand, and only she could hear it clearly. The owner of the voice was none other than Zhunti.

The palm suddenly became extremely huge, tens of millions of miles in size, completely blocking out the vast sky. The giant hand, as if swatting a fly, came down from above and dropped forcefully in her direction.

If this attack hits, not only the North Sea, but half of the prehistoric world will probably be shattered.

"It seems that he cannot be saved, senior brother, I'm sorry!" She shook her head slightly, took a breath, gathered all the magic power in her body between her lips, and then suddenly exhaled.

There is not a single impurity, only extreme high temperature. This is the Nanming Lihuo, which is extremely pure and uses the power of origin.

The flames she unleashed with all her strength were boundless, and the many gods and Buddhas present at the scene fled far away. They did not dare to look back at all. The flames were too hot, and the power of Tao was involved. Looking at it for one more moment would cause their souls to burn.

A large amount of sea water evaporated, and most of Ao Shun's shrimp soldiers and crab generals were roasted. Only some lucky ones who hid in the deep sea in advance survived.

All witnesses had a common understanding that this flame could burn the entire world to ashes.

A thin layer of golden light shield appeared on the surface of the strange palm, as if the fire that could destroy the world was forcibly stopped. The only price was the appearance of elliptical halos of varying degrees on the surface of the light shield.

The next moment, a flame spurted out from the direction of Lingshan and hit the west of the strange palm straight. The solid golden light shield shook violently twice, but finally held on.

Following closely from the direction of Kunlun Mountain, a flame flew out from the Yuxu Palace and hit the east side of the strange palm fiercely.

The flames from the Lingxiao Palace hit the south side of the strange palm.

Together with Deng Chanyu who was in the North Sea, the flames from four directions were released at the same time, and the sky and the earth were all dyed red.

Nezha seemed to have realized something. He found a hint of the inspiration he had been looking for in his teacher's world-destroying flame. However, he was limited by his own painting skills and inspiration, so he was unable to put pen to paper.

He missed Ma Liang very much, but he also knew that if he brought Ma Liang here now, he would be sending this young painter to his death.

He scratched his head and before his inspiration was about to completely disappear, he drew a few strokes on the scroll based on his intuition. After he finished, not only outsiders but even he himself didn't know what these simple lines meant.

Daji is also good at painting. As an outsider, she knows that what Nezha needs now is not painting skills, but self-enlightenment.

He immediately gave him a reassuring look, indicating that he shouldn't worry. If it didn't work out this time, there would still be another chance next time.

(End of this chapter)