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Chapter 1551: The Return of Yang Bamboo

The flames on the dragon-headed turtle were extremely powerful, and they were the sun true fire that vaguely contained the power of the Taoist realm. Chen Pan immediately felt the familiar aura from those flames, but he was unable to confirm.

When this flame-like figure appeared, he finally felt sure that it was Yang Zhu.

This guy has disappeared for hundreds of years and his life and death are unknown. He can only guess from some aspects that he should still be alive.

No one wants to break his head and can't imagine that this guy actually ran to the bottom of Jiuyuan to compete with the Dragon-Headed Turtle. The specific details are not clear, but the Dragon-Headed Turtle should not be later than the Dragon Clan. If he hasn't come out for such a long time, he may have been blocked by him.

"Yang Zhu, you guy..." Chen Pan laughed, happy for a long time. At this moment of crisis, there is nothing more exciting than the return of the brother.

"Hey, Chen Pan, why are you here? You are back from another world? Could it be that you are here to catch this guy?" Yang Zhu was surprised when he saw Chen Pan in front of him.

He had no idea about so many things happening in the ancient continent over the years. In his impression, Chen Pan should be in another world.

Chen Pan was amused and crying: "You asked me, I should ask you. You guy hasn't believed it for hundreds of years, so why are you here?"

"Let's talk about it later. I want to help me trap this guy. I want to eat me, but I don't want to eat him!" Yang Zhu pointed at the dragon-headed turtle and screamed, as if he had a deep resentment.

At this time, the dragon-headed turtle was crazily attacking the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation and trying to get out of trouble. Especially after seeing Yang Zhu come out, she was even more desperate. There is no doubt that it has suffered a lot in Yang Zhu's hands over the years.

Chen Pan kept urging the Zhoutian Star Dou array to strengthen the Dao pattern ban. Although the dragon-headed turtle had terrifying strength, every time he broke through a layer of ban, more bans would be generated and he could not escape.

"Just watch me and don't let him run away. I'll solve it myself! His grandmother raised bears for hundreds of years, and I finally won!" Yang Zhu shouted, and turned into a ball of flame and rushed into the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation.

Chen Pan hurriedly asked the ban to avoid it and let him enter.

"What a strong flame. It made me feel like I saw the Supreme Fire." The old antique said in surprise.

Not only was he surprised, but others were also surprised. Yang Zhu's flame seemed to have exceeded the concept of a flame cultivator in the Hunyuan realm. Before he reached the supreme, he had already had the power of the Taoist realm.

This is fatal to monks below the supreme realm, and even Chen Pan dared not resist with his body.

The Sanchi Sword smiled and said, "It's interesting. Zhao Lei and Meng Xuan are both cultivators, and they are determined to become stronger. Although you are not as good as the two of them, you are also aiming to be stronger as your goal."

"As a result, a person who is not in a good state and is confused has come to you. He is already half a step ahead of you. Although he is still quite far from the Supreme Realm, he has entered the power of the Dao Realm. As long as there is no influence on the Supreme Fire Supreme to suppress the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, the time he will become the Supreme will not be too far away."

With the knowledge of the Three-foot Sword, he would naturally not be false when he said this.

The situation in front of him is enough to verify what he said. Yang Zhu turned into a fire man and fought with the dragon-headed turtle. Every time he encountered a direct collision, he seemed nothing happened, while the dragon-headed turtle made a shrill and painful howl.

It’s not that Yang Zhu is so strong. The flames are too domineering and feel like they want to burn everything.

Chen Pan vaguely felt that Yang Zhu's flame seemed to have entered the innate ranks and was the original fire in the universe.

Perhaps he is still far from the true original fire, but as mentioned by the Three-foot Sword, he has embarked on this path. As long as nothing unexpected happens, it is only a matter of time before he reaches the end, and he will naturally achieve the supreme realm.

Suddenly, he felt a little moved.

Everything in the world is unpredictable. Many times, I really can't understand it or force it. Among the brothers, Song Zhe is the most uncontestable and does things in a proper manner.

Zhao Lei and Meng Xuan are the best. Any cultivator who is stronger than them is the object of challenge in their hearts. For them, the meaning of cultivation is to be invincible in the world one day.

Although my strong mentality is not as good as these two, it is not much different, because only by becoming stronger can you do what you want and will not be affected by others.

Yang Zhu's mentality is quite interesting. He is more aggressive than Song Zhe, but he is not as interested as Meng Xuan and Zhao Lei, who want to temper himself and become stronger. More possibilities are that he is just fun, and the fierce battle can make him enjoy it.

Most of the time, he likes to play, eat and drink, and is idle.

It can be said that he is a person with almost no life goals, and he is also a person who is never picky about life, living just for the sake of life.

But such a person unexpectedly walked ahead of everyone, even surpassing his predecessors.

"Didn't you say that a person's strength depends on his mentality. Do you need obsession? What is Yang Zhu's obsession?" Chen Pan asked Sanchi Jian with a smile. He was not worried about the fight over there, and Yang Zhu obviously had the upper hand.

Sanchi Jian shook his head and said self-deprecatingly: "This is just my understanding. Maybe there are other paths. But Yang Zhu has no tricks in his heart and is flawless. Maybe it's just the way of heaven and earth, so he practices very quickly."

Chen Pan nodded, maybe he could only explain this. Whether it was himself, Zhao Lei or Meng Xuan, even Song Zhe, sometimes he thought about calculating, but the degree of calculating was different. Yang Zhu was different. He was a person who did not plan too much in his mind, and he said whatever he wanted and did whatever he wanted.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that we are closer to nature. Tao follows nature and with extraordinary talent, we will naturally become faster when we practice.

In the Zhoutian Star Dou array, the dragon-headed turtle roared wildly, and its aura became more chaotic and weaker.

The Fiery Sun Gloves were worn on Yang Zhu's hand, and there was no terrifying posture, but there was no doubt that it was already an acquired treasure close to the innate treasure.

Every time I slapped the dragon-headed turtle, I would bring a lot of carapace and flesh, which was extremely terrifying.

The battle is not completely over, but the dragon-headed turtle gives people a feeling of being almost mature.

As a descendant of Xuanwu, the strength of the dragon-headed turtle is undoubtedly unquestionable. Unfortunately, when he met Yang Zhu, who was stronger than him, he had no other way except to struggle hard and delay time.

The shrill screams came from afar, which moved a large number of monks. But due to the terror of humans and demons, they did not dare to come over. They could only sigh in their hearts: Humans and demons are indeed cruel, and they are cruel and killing them, and even the monsters are let go.

For a moment, few people considered the consequences of the dragon-headed turtle getting out of trouble.

The screams became weaker and weaker, and it was finally difficult to hold on.
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