Eight Desolate Holy Paths

Chapter 807 The Heart of a Saint
"Run!"

Sitting on Ji Tian's back, Emperor Wa stretched out his hand and slapped Ji Tian across the face.

"Stinky bitch, you are courting death!"

Ji Tian was furious, turned around and pecked Emperor Wa fiercely.

Wahuang dodged lightly, but Ji Tian didn't continue to peck Wahuang, because the immeasurable divine wind had already come thousands of feet behind him, and was about to catch up.

Ji Tian didn't care about arguing with Emperor Wa, he flapped his wings to the extreme and exerted all his strength, but the immeasurable divine wind from ten thousand feet away always followed closely, Ji Tian couldn't keep the distance at all.

That's not to mention, the distance between Wuliang Shenfeng and Ji Tian was getting closer and closer, and Ji Tian even sensed the rumbling explosion sounding in his ears.

"The exit is there!"

Emperor Wa stretched out his hand and shouted anxiously.

Without being reminded by Emperor Wa, Ji Tian also saw a great whirlpool in the distance. This terrifying whirlpool was red all over, and there were countless golden divine flames dancing on top of the whirlpool, and waves of scorching heat came from far away.

Ji Tian's heart moved, and he immediately understood that this was the gateway to the heart of a saint. Seeing the countless golden divine flames above the vortex, Ji Tian couldn't help but said in his heart: "I will transform into a three-legged Golden Crow without fear of any divine fire. I will fly later." In the past, I had to burn this stinky bitch to death!"

Thinking of this, Ji Tian suddenly developed a burst of strength, and in an instant he pulled the distance away from the immeasurable kamikaze, and ruthlessly slammed into the fiery red maelstrom.

The hundreds of millions of divine flames above this maelstrom are all saintly fires, possessing inconceivable terrifying power.

Ji Tian didn't care about it, and bumped headfirst into it. Suddenly, a terrifying scorching heat hit him, and his three-legged Golden Crow body couldn't bear it.

The face of Emperor Wa on Ji Tian's back changed, and he hurriedly manifested the cosmic membrane to envelop himself. Although the cosmic membrane was instantly distorted by countless divine flames, he resisted it a little. , Ji Tian had already rushed through this maelstrom and came to a strange place.

Bang!
As soon as he rushed over, Emperor Wa's cosmic membrane exploded.

Ji Tian raised his eyes and saw that there was a boundless piece of scorched earth in front of him. There were countless cracks spreading on the ground, and strands of golden flames spewed out from the cracks from time to time.

The sky is filled with fiery red clouds, and it is not known whether they are real clouds or the manifestation of divine flames.

"Is this the heart of a saint?"

Ji Tian had a strange expression on his face.

Emperor Wa's face was solemn, and he pointed to the cracked ground under his feet and said, "Sure enough, as I expected, the dead body of the saint has been sitting for several epochs, and the blood of the saint in the heart of the saint has dried up."

Click!

Ji Tian stepped on the ground, and there was a sound of cracking under his feet from time to time. This piece of land has been burned by the heart of the saints for several epochs, and it has been extremely dry and cracked. Ji Tian bent down to pick up a piece of dry and cracked soil, and was shocked to find that, This unremarkable clod of soil was extremely hard, he squeezed it hard with his palm, and this unremarkable clod of soil was unscathed.

The heart of a saint has evolved into a strange big world. This is an extremely desolate world. There is no life in the world. The ground under Ji Tian's feet has been tempered by the heart of a saint for several epochs, and its strength is no less than that of many ancestors. It's amazing.

Bang!
Throwing the clod in his hand to the ground, the clod made a muffled sound and burst into flames.

dong dong!

At this moment, the little gourd on Ji Tianbo's neck suddenly jumped.

"It's Tianxuan!"

Ji Tian was overjoyed. Back then when Bodhi Taoist trapped Ji Tian and Tianxuan Xingjun in the Fuchen World, it was the little gourd who helped Ji Tian escape, and dropped a gourd seed into Tianxuan Xingjun's hands. At first, Ji Tian could still exchange news with Tianxuan, but the little gourd lost the connection with the gourd seed shortly thereafter.

Now that he came to the heart of the saint, the little gourd had a sense again, and Ji Tian immediately knew that Lord Tianxuan Xing was somewhere in the heart of the saint.

"That's right, relying on the miraculous power of the little gourd, only the heart of a sage can isolate it from the gourd seeds. After Tianxuan swallowed the blood of the master, the Buddha of the Great Leiyin Temple took Tianxuan Trapped in the heart of a saint."

Ji Tian figured it out after thinking about it for a while, a monstrous anger rose in his heart, and the heart of a saint was filled with the anger of a saint, it was extremely evil, how could Lord Tianxuan Xing live a good life trapped here.

"what happened?"

Seeing Ji Tian's face turning black and anger rising, Emperor Wa couldn't help but feel a little strange.

After a while, Ji Tianping regained his composure and said, "I sensed Tianxuan's aura, and she is trapped here."

The inexplicable color flashed in Emperor Wa's eyes, and he teased: "Congratulations, but what are you doing with a dark face?"

Ji Tian snorted coldly, but didn't answer, and followed the little gourd's induction, and walked straight forward.

"what!"

Just a few steps forward, Ji Tian suddenly cried out as he clutched his foot in pain.

Looking down, it was he who accidentally stepped on a crack, and the flames gushing out from the crack burned his feet, directly burning his feet red, emitting a burst of meaty smell.

"Pfft!"

Emperor Wa covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly, Ji Tian glared at her angrily, and hurriedly ran the "Replenishment of the Heavens", and it took a long time before she recovered from her injury.

After recovering from his injuries, Ji Tian was secretly horrified that just such a ray of flames easily tore through his body and severely burned him.

Whoosh!
Ji Tian didn't dare to walk on the ground anymore, so he flew up without turning into a three-legged Golden Crow, and just walked forward slowly in the void.

Emperor Wa followed behind Ji Tian unhurriedly. As the two continued to move forward, Ji Tian felt that the surrounding area was getting hotter and hotter, and he felt thirsty for no reason. Going deeper into this strange world, the suppressed anger in Ji Tian's heart suddenly rose, and the anger became more and more intense.

hum!
Ji Tian's whole body trembled, his eyes turned red, and a faint flame flickered in his eyes.

"Not good! This saint's heart fire is weird!"

Ji Tian's face turned pale with shock, but no matter what method he used, the anger in his heart became more and more intense, gradually making him lose his mind.

Bang!
Ji Tiankong stomped his feet and stopped.

"what happened?"

Seeing that Ji Tian was not moving, Emperor Wa asked curiously.

brush!
Ji Tian turned around abruptly, staring fiercely at Emperor Wa with his red eyes, like a beast.

"what are you doing!"

Emperor Wa was taken aback by Ji Tian's gaze.

"Vald donkey! Die!"

At this moment, in Ji Tian's eyes, he was no longer the Emperor Wa, but had inexplicably become the Buddha of Daleiyin Temple. With a roar, Ji Tian rushed towards Emperor Wa crazily.

"not good!"

Wa Huang's eyes moved, and he immediately understood that Ji Tian had been aroused by the anger of the saint, and had already lost his mind.

"Damn little thief!"

Emperor Wa cursed secretly, seeing that Ji Tian was looking for him desperately without any rules, directly calling out the five-color stone, without manifesting the cosmic membrane, the round five-color stone moved lightly, and directly appeared on Ji Tian's forehead, fiercely With one blow, Ji Tian was knocked out.

When Ji Tian woke up, he touched his headache-ridden head, turned his head to look, and found that he was lying on a round futon. Daoyin was suppressed.

Sitting there cross-legged leisurely beside him, Ji Tian turned over and almost fell off the futon. Only then did he realize that the futon was really too small, only five feet in radius, except for Wahuang. Where he sat cross-legged, there was only a space bigger than a slap, and Ji Tian barely lay on it. Judging by the appearance, as long as Wahuang moved, he would fall down.

(End of this chapter)