Chapter 160: The Emperor's Little Phoenix 12

Little Phoenix is ​​not sure why the empty meditation appears here. There is no extra time to think clearly, but it is slightly wrinkling and worrying about winning.
Because private bans are a big sin, the sacred sins have long been stipulated. Once the intruders are caught, they will be put into the flame pool and receive the fire of the thunder for seven days. If you win as a demon, you will probably be heavier.
The pain and weakness in the body are still heavy. Xiaofeng knows that he is not going to go to the righteous father to win the pleading power, and he is afraid that he will not be able to withstand the blazing fire of the thunder, so he takes it out of the storage space. A small token, with the help of a handshake opportunity, was put in the palm of the win.
It is the fire command that can command the fire of the world, even if it is the fire of the thunder. Since the opening of the heavens and the earth, it is the dragons and palms of the Fengzuo, and this piece of fire is the only relic of the phoenix king left to the Aiko.
In just one day's effort, Little Phoenix handed over all the things he could give.
A heart, and the Zhaohuo Order, which represents the identity of the Phoenix, and the unspoken feelings hidden behind the two.
No one knows that the bird feathers are the most special. Although the surface is high, the mouth is not mentioned, but once he cares about who he is, he can sacrifice everything for the other party.
Little Phoenix has not had time to talk to him and win more words, and he will be connected to his arms. The strength of his body is only enough to maintain the human form. He can't even raise his hand. He can only hold it tightly, and it is as if he wants to embed him in the bone marrow. It will be released for a long time.
The pain in the chest made the little phoenix's consciousness unknowingly dissipated again. The empty meditation has not yet come to see why the young boy's body is a little short, only to feel the sudden sinking of the arm just released. Also followed by a sinking, reflexively re-tightening the baby who is in the heart.
Xiaofeng completely fell into a deep sleep.
The feeling of lethargy is actually very good, just like being in a soft hotbed, and the invisible fence is around, safe and comfortable. It’s just that there is a vague feeling that someone is stroking his cheek and calling his name.
"...oh, hehe..."
This caressing and low-calling did not make Xiaofeng feel irritated. Instead, he liked hypnosis and took him into a longer and longer sleep. The eyelids become heavier, the body is more tired, and the time space seems to be stranded and stagnant. I don't want to think about anything.
So the little phoenix sleeps more and more, and wakes up after a full ten days.
Looking up and seeing the environment, although the environment is as gorgeous as his habitat, it is not a habitat, but rather a long palace in the underworld. The two ghost servants who approached him to confirm his thoughts, and the subconscious asked the ghost servant: "How am I here? Empty my brother?"
Little Phoenix didn't know that he had been fainting for a short period of ten days. He had already lost his mind. He couldn't understand him. He just slept. Why did he blink, everything was broken, no longer.
The Yaozu and the Tianzu fought.
The blazing demon fire stained the sky with a blood red. The flame burned a long dragon in the distant sky and the border of the inferior peak of the sky. It burned red half a sky and burned the whole mountain. It is so vast that even the human world is suffering, and the only safe place in the world is the place of the underworld.
Xiaofeng rushed out of the Changliu Palace despite the ghosts and servants, and looked at the ‘fire dragon’ burning in the sky. The face lacking color became even more pale.
"How could this be……"
Xiaohuang’s eyes widened, his head shook his head incredulously, and the pain that had never stopped in his chest followed, and almost could not stand.
"That's not a demon fire, the devil fire is so powerful, it's impossible to have that kind of power..."
That kind of power, the power that can be burned even with the celestial enchantment, can only be achieved by the Zhaohuo order.
- Why is it a fire! ! !
The little phoenix waved the ghost servant, and then flew to the mountains and rushed to the Tianzu military camp in the flame. His face has been amazingly transparent, and his voice is hoarse: "... Father, where is my father?!"
I saw this gentleman who was carefully raised by the Emperor from a young age, and the heavenly soldiers who were still blood-stained were busy and respectfully answered: "The Emperor of Heaven has personally fought."
Little Phoenix only felt the brain screaming, as if it was hit by a giant object, his eyes were black and his body was cold. Waiting for the next second of sight recovery, he rushed to the battlefield in an attempt to stop the arrival of the Emperor.
Because the power of the Zhaohuo is no match, even the Emperor does not.
It can control the thunderfire, and it can also be based on blood, attracting the fire of the world that burned the heavens and the earth. It is the strongest artifact between heaven and earth, and it is one of the reasons why the Phoenix family has lived in the respect of the ancient times. There is not even any artifact to compete with it.
"Father, come back soon, don't fight!" Little Phoenix shouted and tried to rush into the battle circle to find the figure of the Emperor. However, a group of people took him and pleaded with constant confusion in his ears.
"His Royal Highness, the Emperor ordered it, no one allowed the past!"
"His Royal Highness, you will be distracted by the Emperor!"
"It's dangerous, you can't go!"
"Let it open! Let me let go!!" Little Phoenix condensed the infuriating force and tried to shake the person who pulled him, but half of his mana disappeared with the heart, and he could not get what he wanted.
Most of the people of this generation of the Emperor of Heaven have fallen in the last war of the gods, and there are very few left in the past, and apart from this generation, the people of the next generation are completely ignorant of the power of the fire, and even do not know its existence. .
Everything in the world always has advantages and disadvantages. Although the power of the Zhaohuo Order is strong, it has a fatal flaw. As long as it is used to harm innocent creatures, even if there is only one grass and one wood, the owner will be backed up one day. Seriously enough The spirit of the people is gone. It can be used for life and has a spiritual and natural killing, so it is used very few times. Over time, it becomes a legend that only existed in the ancient times.
Xiaofeng is not afraid of being countered, but he is afraid of the painful pet and the Heavenly Emperor who took care of him. However, at this moment, the Emperor of Heaven has been facing the front.
After five thousand years, the two met again, and the tit-for-tat aura gathered in the battlefield into a huge circle. The surrounding soldiers would try to go forward and be forced to retreat, just like the dead leaves that greeted the wind. I want to get closer and hit the people behind me.
The people behind him tried to avoid, and the violent aura had been forced to the front, and there was nowhere to hide. It could only be hit back like a chain buckle, and was forced to take on a new wave. The aura is one after another, endless, no one can approach, and no one can stop it.
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With a loud bang, the golden light was converging, and the two afterimages loomed in the middle of the air, almost disappearing. The expression of the moment is not the warmth and elegance that is disguised on weekdays, but the deep haze: "Where is his body hidden by you?!"
He searched for 5,000 years and could not find where the man was. The demon world built a mausoleum for the man, but did not put his body in it. Without a corpse, even if you get a resurrection, you can't resurrect it.
The emperor’s expression is as calm and waveless as ever, and even implies compassion:
He has been dead for thousands of years. Why are you clinging to a dead person? You have been planning so many years, involving so many people, so much The blood is not worth it?"
The dead in their mouth is the former Emperor of the Emperor, and the father of the winner. From the beginning of 5,000 years ago, I began to seek the method of resurrection. The cruel use of the sacred mother-in-law refinement, planting two flowers in the win-win situation at a young age, and saying that his mother was buried in the heavenly Magic sea.
The mother of Rong Sheng’s mother is indeed a Tianzu, but she has long been shackled to the smog. How could she be in the Magic Sea?
But it is a scam.
In fact, from the moment when the young win was found to be found, everything is a scam.
After seeing through the feelings of Xiaofeng’s win-win, I saw the punishment of the thunderfire that the private sea had to bear. I saw the Xiaofeng’s Zhaohuo order and decided that Xiaofeng would use the Zhaohuo to help fight the thunder. . He has already got the method of resurrection, and the two flowers that have been planted in the win-win have matured. If you use the Zhaohuo to force the Emperor to surrender the corpse of the sky, you can use the win-win life to change the resurrection of the sky.
It’s a pity that everything has been done, but it’s not so much that the body of the sky is actually placed in the magic sea. It’s not that the sky is actually resurrected under the influence of the win and the two flowers, but because of the small phoenix. Interrupted and completely disappeared without a trace. The shackled sword has pointed to the neck of the sly, and said in one sentence: "I have said that I don't care whether the process is worth it or not, I just want the result."
The Emperor Taiyi turned a blind eye to the long sword at the neck and squinted. "And now the result is that even if you find the law of resurrection, you will never be able to raise him."
Just after saying this, too much is too bad in my heart, because the emotions of the shackles are on the edge of the cliff. If the efforts of thousands of years are lost, it will make him all go crazy with the collapse. Sure enough, his eyes were bleeding red, and the out of control screamed: "How can you be so selfish? He helped you so much when he was alive, but you are not willing to do anything for you! You are the Emperor, you What do you want? But I only need one, why should you obstruct me!!"
"End..."
Too slammed the sword on the side of the neck, and some difficult openings: "You have to know that there are things in this world that are doomed to stay."
A flower woven by a fiery fire blasts in the air, and the gorgeous and beautiful is also the heat wave of the monks. The fire dragon on the mountain is not burning more. Soon after, a flower bloomed, and half of the sky fell into the fire of the Suiyuan. The fiery arrogance was enough to burn the souls of the four realms.
The fire of the fire that was woven by the Zhaohuo dynasty, the first one led to the fire of the sky and the burning of the clouds, the second one ignited the fire and burned the soul, and the third one smashed the heavens and the earth to destroy the earth.
Now that we have weaved two flowers, it’s too late...
Xiaohuang finally filled the mana with the method of overdrafting life, and opened all the people in front of him. Then he bit his wrist and directly broke the aura of the scorpion and the emperor with the blood of the phoenix. Into their battles.
The Feng nationality was born without fear of any fire, but the cyclone from the mana hardly shook a small blood from the small phoenix, and even two wounds of different depths were drawn. Little Phoenix has no time to take care of other things. Just use his hands to keep printing. As soon as the clouds flow, they form a new enchantment, which will separate the fire from the sky and try to summon the Zhaohuo in the hands of the shackles.
The wind blew his long hair and fluttered, and the red dress was also fluttering and flowing. This day, I am afraid that no one can be like him. The red dress is so dazzling that the onlookers will only disappear, and they will not be able to look away from him. Looking around, it is like a dream that is beautiful and untouchable.
It is not the red of the flame, but the pure blood.
Xiaofeng swallowed sputum into the throat again and again, and his forehead had a dense cold sweat. After all, he is the master of the Zhaohuo order, and the mana of the shackles is no longer strong enough to master the treasures of the Feng people in such a short period of time. Xiaofeng finally tried his best to let the natural fire-killing Zhaohuo take the initiative to return. Your own side.
The muffled sound, the Guanghua set, the three figures in the fire stopped. The Emperor's staff stabbed the shackled chest, and the little phoenix's palm was printed on the back of the sash.
The Emperor and the Little Phoenix were also seriously injured and reached the end of poverty. Xiaofeng couldn’t stand even standing, and there was colic everywhere in the whole body. At this moment, a hand suddenly slanted out of his wrist to buckle his wrist and pulled him back. , pushed away from the hustle and bustle, suddenly fell to the top of the soft cloud.
Xiaofeng looked up a little and looked at the rush to win the battle.
In fact, Yu Sheng just woke up from a deep sleep.
The two flowers are not as good as their names, but they are opposite each other and can only survive one. It was supposed that the mana and the vitality were all supplied to the sky and the phoenix was saved by the little phoenix. Instead, under the effect of reflexion, the deep skill still existed in the body of the scorpion, and with the aid of the heart of the phoenix, it was 10,000. The success of the year's skill is like the little phoenix, digesting and sleeping for a few days before waking up.
When I arrived, I saw such a scene. The righteous father was ruined and the murderer was the Emperor and his little phoenix.
The blood flowing through the chest pierced by the Emperor's scepter, the face quickly became white and gray due to blood loss, and then grabbed the arm of the win, just like grabbing the last straw, "Save me, I I haven't seen your father yet, I can't die..."
At this time, he still did not know that he would never see the sky again. He then pointed directly to the little phoenix, and suddenly screamed: "Right, he is a phoenix, the heart of the phoenix can cure a hundred injuries..."
Xiaofeng was biting his teeth tightly, and couldn't even speak out. He only managed to restrain the pain that spread from the limbs, and then watched him win and slowly walked over to him.
The shackles are going to die. There is no time to wait and hesitate. In the end, I will finally open my mouth: "Hey, give me a drop of blood. It’s just a drop of blood, it won't cause too much damage..."
I won only listen to the low phoenix's low gasps, as if I was patient, for a long time: "...you want my heart?"
I don't know why, the hand that has been steadily winning has shivered slightly, and the voice has become unstable. "...Yes."
Xiao Phoenix looked at him quietly and suddenly smiled. The eyebrows are condensed with the innate luxury and arrogance, just like the first time when He Ying wins, the phoenix is ​​slanting, both innocent and full of charm, a smile. Then use the tone as high as usual: "You know, the blood of the heart is very precious to the Phoenix, why should I give it to you?"
Why did he give his heart to him? Little Phoenix has not figured it out yet, but he does not regret it. He just feels that there is some pain in his heart that has already been emptied.
The heart of the win-winning heart also followed the pain, and then swears to the oath: "I will use all my life and life to compensate."
Little Phoenix shook his head. "...I don't need compensation."
The author has something to say: I don’t know if I’m stupid, I don’t know the true face of my adoptive father, I don’t know if Xiaofeng has saved him with care, but I don’t know if they fight for it, wax~~
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