"Look at me!"

After Yang Zhen finished speaking, he stretched out his hands flat and silently used his magic power to use the "Nanming Lihuo Curse" to activate two groups of Jiuming Lihuo.

Lan Yue looked at the two flames on Yang Zhen’s palm curiously, felt the power above, and asked, “Is this Jiuming Lihuo?”

"That's right, this is the strongest flame I have mastered at the moment - Jiuming Lihuo." Yang Zhen nodded and said, "Yue, you have seen the true fire of the sun. How much less powerful do you think my Jiuming Lihuo is compared to the true fire of the sun?"

"Hmm?" Lan Yue moaned lightly and bit her lip and said, "It's still far away! I watched this fire close up, but I didn't feel anything. Obviously, this flame could not hurt me. But when I witnessed the true fire of the sun with my own eyes, I have never forgotten the feeling of palpitations."

"Is there so many worse?" Yang Zhen said disappointed: "Originally, Yang Zhen thought that he had mastered Jiuming Lihuo, and even if he couldn't get the Sun True Fire, it was not much worse. But after hearing Lan Yue's words, Yang Zhen was a little disappointed with Jiuming Lihuo again. This flame was indeed not enough to hurt those with wise magical powers and methods."

It seems that only after resurrecting the great god Xihe, I will ask her about the real fire of the sun.

Lan Yue looked at Yang Zhen curiously and smiled: "I think you are a mysterious person. You can actually have such ability to absorb a flame and become a thorough mastery of a flame. If you really get the true fire of the sun, you will have the capital to gain a foothold in these three realms."

"Hey! I'm very awesome now!" Yang Zhen said dissatisfied when he heard this: "No matter how much I say it, it's your husband. You dare to say that to me. I'll spank you if you believe it or not."

"Okay! I know you are the most powerful!" Lan Yue smiled and looked angry when she saw Yang Zhen. She could only remind her softly: "Be good husband, don't forget, we are here to treat floods. You cast spells quickly, so that my wife can open my eyes."

"Tsk!" Yang Zhen curled his lips and pushed his hands forward suddenly. Two balls of Jiuming Lihuo instantly turned into two hundred-foot fire dragons. Under Yang Zhen's casting, the two fire dragons changed into four, four changed into eight, and eight changed into sixteen. In just a moment, hundreds of fire dragons turned into hovering between heaven and earth.

"Hey!"

Yang Zhen shouted lightly and cast the spell with all his strength. Under Yang Zhen's control, hundreds of Jiuming Lihuo Fire Dragons lined up and pushed across the flooded earth. At this scorching temperature, the sea water flowing into Beijuluzhou instantly evaporated and formed cumulonimbus clouds in the sky. Under Yang Zhen's spell cast, these cumulonimbus clouds were pushed down onto Beiming again, turning into heavy rain and returning to Beiming again.

After a few spells, the sea water on Beijulu Prefecture was gradually decreasing. After only a few spell casts, Yang Zhen discovered that the terrain in the north of Beijulu Prefecture was low, which was already lower than the height of the sea level. It was connected with Beiming. Even if Yang Zhen’s magic power was so great, it would not be possible to evaporate the entire Beiming sea water.

"Dear land, please raise the terrain here. Wait for me to cast spells to completely evaporate the sea water." Seeing this, Yang Zhen could only send a message to the mountain gods and the lands, asking them to change the terrain of Beijuluzhou to its original state.

"Thank you, the immortal, for saving Beijuluzhou!" After the mountain gods, after kneeling down on the land, they followed Yang Zhen's instructions, moved away from the mountains and raised the terrain.

Yang Zhen continued to activate Jiuming Lihuo and evaporate all the sea water in Beijuluzhou.

Even though Yang Zhen is now at the second level of Golden Immortal, after casting such a strong force, he still felt that his magic power was exhausted. He barely supported the hiking cloud. Yang Zhen turned to Lan Yue and said, "It's done. Let's go back!"

"I didn't expect it to be so simple." Lan Yue smiled and said, "If I asked me to do it, I can only borrow a magic weapon to collect water."

Yang Zhen showed a smile on his lips and thought proudly: "Hmph! If I borrowed someone else's magic weapon, how could I enjoy my merits alone?"

That's right, Yang Zhen worked tirelessly and flew from Dongsheng Shenzhou to Beijuluzhou to control the water in order to control the water. Among the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, Dayu achieved the position of the Holy Emperor with the merit of controlling the water. Therefore, when Yang Zhen heard that the flood in Beijuluzhou was flooded, he rushed over.

On the way back to Mount Emei, Yang Zhen stared at the mall system with his eyes and shouted in his heart: "Yuanbao, Yuanbao, please be more violent!"

only……

"Why is this happening?" Yang Zhen looked at the ingot that had only slightly increased a little, and he was really crazy in his heart.

By controlling the water for that old boy Mao Dayu, you can become the Holy Emperor. But if I control the water, you will only give me such a little merit. Your sister’s law of heaven is unfair! Is there any?

In fact, Yang Zhen didn't think about it. Dayu controlled the flood in Nanzhanbu Prefecture, and controlled the water of the Tianhe River. How many people had saved! This time, the flood in Beijuluzhou was in the extreme north of Beijuluzhou. There was no human survival at all, so naturally there was no merit.

On the way back to Mount Emei, Yang Zhen was unable to get excited. In the end, Yang Zhen could only persuade himself: "No matter how you say it, it was a good thing. I am very happy to do good deeds every day."

When Yang Zhen and Lan Yue flew back to Mount Emei from Beijuluzhou again, it was already the next afternoon. As soon as they walked into the hall of the Sanxing Hall, they saw the Virgin Wudang sitting on a chair drinking tea, as if they had been waiting for the two for a while.

"Junior Brother Yang Zhen, you are finally back." When the Victor Wudang saw Yang Zhen, he couldn't wait to ask: "Junior Brother Yang Zhen, I heard that you burned the Lingjiu Mountain of the Ancient Buddha of Lanting?"

"What?" Before Yang Zhen could speak, Lan Yue exclaimed: "You actually went to find Lan Deng alone, you..."

Until now, Lan Yue finally knew how Yang Zhen’s internal injuries came about. However, Yang Zhen had returned safely, and Lan Yue couldn’t say anything anymore. She just looked at Yang Zhen’s eyes, and was still full of blame.

Yang Zhen could only please Xiaoxiao and admitted: "Yes, two days ago, I went to Lingjiu Mountain to see Randeng. After a big battle, Randeng's dojo was burned down. Why? Could it be that Randeng still wants to seek revenge on me?"

The Virgin Wudang said, "I came to you this time for this matter..."

"What?" Yang Zhen frowned.

"I'm afraid Lan Deng can't seek revenge on you in the future. You, you don't have to seek revenge on him anymore!" said the Virgin Mary Wu.

"Why is this?" Yang Zhen said in confusion: "Is it because Randeng wants to turn war with me into jade?"

The Virgin Wudang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If you burn the temple of Lan Deng, how could he give you lightly? However, Lan Deng was already dead in the hands of the Kunpeng Demon Master..."
Chapter completed!