Chapter 1518: Of course believe my brother

The first five and eighteen chapters of course believe in my brother
Hearing Xiao Fan's words, Zhuo Tianhong smiled awkwardly, then nodded and said: "Yes, I had a fight with it back then, and then it went directly out of the Battle Soul Continent. I don't know why, it will still appear here."
Xiao Fan squinted his eyes. Under the circumstances at the time, he could still get out of the Battle Soul Continent. This strength was no ordinary horror.
After all, since ten thousand years ago, Xingkong Gulu had been in the hands of the people of the Nine Nether Demons.
"Could it be the legacy it left behind?" Nangong Xiaoxiao suddenly woke up and asked.
"It's really possible." Zhuo Tianhong nodded, and then turned around: "However, the possibility is very small. There are so many corpses here. It is impossible for ordinary phoenixes to kill them, only the blood prison. Tianfeng has this strength!"
This is very certain. When Zhuo Tianhong was in his peak state, he had fought against the Blood Prison Tianfeng, and he did not take any advantage. The two strengths were not comparable.
Later, because the Battle Soul Continent was suppressed so much by the people of the Nine Nether Demon Gods, the Blood Prison Tianfeng directly killed the ancient starry sky road, even before the Nine Nether Demon God had time to stop it.
In Zhuo Tianhong's memory, only the strength of the Blood Prison Tianfeng could kill thousands of Gods of War in seconds.
"Perhaps there is another possibility." Xiao Fan frowned and said, "Blood Prison Tianfeng entered the ancient starry sky road, and didn't really leave, but later came back."
"This is really possible." Zhuo Tianhong nodded.
"Huh~" At this moment, a more violent scream came. That day the phoenix shadow slowly solidified, the flames surged wildly, and the spirit of the surrounding spirits was instantly drawn out.
The hearts of the crowd were extremely disturbed, and it was worthy of Tianfeng's Nirvana, and the spirit of the gods needed was so terrifying.
If it hadn't been for the spirit of God's Tribulation Land to become richer in the past few years, it might not be enough to make him Nirvana.
The Bone Flame Sea rolled up a terrible magma wave, slamming the surrounding coast violently, and in the center of the Bone Flame Sea, a vast vortex appeared.
The flames were steaming above the vortex, and even the God of War realm could not see the slightest. Most people's eyes were on the center of the Bone Flame Sea, but only the God of War realm could see the flame vortex.
"Huh~"
In everyone's surprised eyes, the huge flame bird phantom, dual wielding, suddenly plunged into the flame vortex, billowing flames flooding the void.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely violent aura came from the flame vortex, and the eyes of the crowd stared there, for fear of missing something.
Heavenly Wind Nirvana, that is an extremely rare event, it is rare in the ages, and those who can see today are extremely lucky.
However, after waiting for a while, the flame vortex was still extremely quiet, and the Tianfeng that the crowd wanted to see did not appear.
"Is it because of the thunder and the rain? Or is it a failure?" Someone sighed secretly. Although Tianfeng could be able to Nirvana, Nirvana is also very risky.
Otherwise, the Phoenix family can continue to Nirvana, wouldn't it be possible to live forever?
Many people showed disappointment. They came here just to watch the Nirvana of the Heavenly Phoenix, but now there is nothing. How can this make them reconciled?
Some strong men were going to the center of the Bone Flame Sea to see what happened, but in the end they stopped. With so many corpses guarding the surroundings, who would dare to approach easily?
But not everyone, like Xiao Fan and Zhuo Tianhong, was able to restrain the corpse of gods.
"boom!"
Suddenly, a blast of thunder resounded across the sky, spreading from the center of the sea of ​​bone flames to all directions, and then, a sharp light rushed into the sky, tearing the sky apart.
Above the sea of ​​bone flames, a young man in a white robe suddenly appeared at some point.
His sword eyebrows and star eyes are full of fierceness, domineering and evil, his hands are held up, his back is like loose, his hands are held up, a handsome face, giving people a sense of heroism.
His black hair is like a waterfall, flying in the wind, like a god, exuding an extremely powerful sense of oppression.
"Is it a person?" Everyone's eyes widened, showing an incredible color. Could this person be the legendary Tianfeng?
At this moment, the Bone Flame Sea had recovered its calm, but the scorching temperature was not something that the ordinary Battle Saint Realm could resist for the time being. Many powerful men had already flown towards the center of the Bone Flame Sea.
"That's it?" Nangong Xiaoxiao looked at the figure, didn't know what to say for a while, her lips trembled, her eyes were full of incredible color, and she rubbed her eyes quickly.
"Let's go!" Xiao Fan's face was dark, and he quickly flew towards the white runner in the middle of the bone flame sea.
When they arrived, many monks had gathered around them, and they landed on the small islands protruding from the sea.
"Senior Tianfeng, I am a member of the Temple of War God, and I specially came to welcome Senior to return to the Temple of War God." Someone said, looking at the white robe youth respectfully.
"Senior, I am waiting for the Battle Soul Continent Nine Regions Alliance, but I have been throwing our heads and blood for the Battle Soul Continent. The heroic appearance of the senior tens of thousands of years ago is still vivid in my eyes. I hope that the senior can join." Tao.
Some people didn't want to join the Temple of War after entering the Tribulation of the Gods. Over time, a Nine Regions Alliance was formed. There was no objection to the Temple of War.
Because in the eyes of the Temple of War, the Nine Regions Alliance is a matter that can be destroyed at will, one day it is not pleasing to the eye, and it will be destroyed with a slap.
"This senior, I'm from the Gorefiend tribe, and I specially invite senior to join." A tall, blood-robed young man said.
The young man in the blood robe is very handsome, even a little weird, with red eyes and blood-colored hair draped behind his shoulders, making him look like a tree in the wind.
The aura on his body is looming, making people unable to see the true cultivation level, but the eyes of the surrounding cultivators looking at him are jealous.
"Blood Demon Tribe, you people of other races, dare to appear blatantly in the sea of ​​bone flames, you are really tired and crooked!"
"Kill them and avenge the dead!"
Hearing the words of the Blood Demon Tribe, the cultivators of the War Soul Continent were very angry, but no one dared to rush forward.
The few people in Xiao Fan that I just saw were surprised. Shouldn't the Battle Soul Continent and the alien race meet each other? Why are you so friendly now? Just a few simple taunts?
The people of the Gorefiend tribe sneered, as if they didn't put the war soul mainland monk at all. The blood-robed young man smiled playfully: "The coward of the war soul mainland, the son stands here, just kill you. Do you dare to do it?"
"You!" Although everyone was angry, they were speechless for a while, as if they were very afraid of this young man.
"The people in the War Soul Continent are all spoiled? Even foreign races dare not kill, then what do you come to the Divine Tribulation Land?" Suddenly, a cold voice sounded.
I saw four figures walking slowly, and it was Nangong Xiaoxiao who spoke. He held the Zhan Tianji halberd and rushed directly to the blood-robed youth, slashing down, without any hesitation.
This scene stunned everyone, and the alien blood-robed youth was also taken aback by Nangong Xiaoxiao's murderous aura. He coldly shouted, "You dare to move this god, my blood demon tribe will surely walk on the ancient capital!"
"What kind of son, kill me." Nangong Xiaoxiao no matter what kind of son he is.
However, Xiao Fan had heard some doorways. This blood-robed youth dared to be called the son of god, and his status among foreign races was certainly not low, just like the status of Emperor Zhantian in the Temple of War.
He also finally knew why the cultivators of the Battle Soul Continent would be afraid of the blood-robed youth, they were afraid of the Gorefiend tribe.
It's just that the people in Battle Soul Continent are afraid, but it doesn't mean that Xiao Fan and Nangong Xiaoxiao are afraid.
Withdrawing his gaze, Xiao Fan suddenly looked at the white-robed youth and said, "Welcome back."
"Senior, don't believe him, he may be a member of the Gorefiend tribe. We are from the War Soul Continent just like the predecessors." The old man from the Nine Realms Alliance called out quickly.
The white-robed youth shook his head and smiled lightly: "Compared to you, of course I believe in my brother!"