Seeing that although Ziyan's face was still very pale, at least his body didn't tremble anymore, Yuan Fengqing breathed a sigh of relief and asked with concern, "Are you okay?" ”

Zi Yan slowly opened her eyes and didn't answer, but stared at her with a pair of purple eyes for a long time before shaking her head to indicate that it was okay. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's okay." Yuan Fengqing smiled and helped him to his feet, looking at the madness in front of him who was confronting the red flames.

Although the two forces of red and black are facing each other, the red flame is obviously unable to continue, and the crazy cultivation has already reached the realm of the primordial infant, and this red flame is not the real Vermilion Bird Divine Fire, it has faintly faded, and the red is getting darker and darker.

Seeing that the madness had the upper hand, Yuan Fengqing was no longer worried, and turned her eyes to Mo Liuxin, who was standing in the corridor next to the red palace gate, with a touch of smugness in her eyes, only to see that she also saw that the madness was going to win, and hurriedly stretched out her hand, and the "Extreme Hell Spirit" automatically flew back to her eyebrows before she glanced at Yuan Fengqing coldly, and walked into the palace.

Seeing her back disappear in front of her, Yuan Fengqing suddenly thought that she had deliberately pushed open the palace door and led the red flame out, in order to contain the power of the madness, so as not to prevent him from entering the palace. This woman is vicious with her intentions, and she doesn't care if she will hurt the innocent, she is really hateful!

Zi Yan, who also understood everything, secretly clenched his fists and said, "It's a shame that Tianxiang Valley is still a decent person, but he does these things that are more shameless than the Demon Dao, which is really impressive." ”

Yuan Fengqing didn't speak, after all, Tianxiang Valley and Cangyun Sect are both authentic sects of the Immortal Sect, even if they are not in the same sect, but they were ridiculed by the demon cultivators, she also felt that her face was dull. Turning his eyes to look at the black ** qi that was gradually engulfing the red flames, he was thinking in his heart, if he continued to follow Zhi Zhi and Zi Yan together, would it be inappropriate? It's not that it's taboo to distinguish between good and evil, but the madness before has a killing intent on himself, if he doesn't have this intention, once he enters the Vermilion Bird Shrine, there is Mo Liuxin on the outside, and the madness inside is invincible, isn't she the enemy on her back?

Therefore, after entering the palace, she still walked alone, which may save a lot of effort.

Thinking of this, she deliberately asked wildly, "Senior, that red flame is the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire?" ”

"It's not." Zhimad withdrew his palms, glanced at the red figure that had disappeared into the palace gate, turned his gaze, and when he saw Zi Yan's face was not good, he immediately hurried over, took him from Yuan Fengqing's hand, and asked with concern, "Is the young master okay?" ”

Yuan Fengqing was about to leave them, and when he saw it, he took Ziyan and walked towards the blood-colored palace in front of him first.

Zi Yan, who was leaning on Zhi Zhi's arms, shook his head and said that it was okay, looked up at Yuan Fengqing's back, opened his mouth to say something, but after all, he couldn't help but say no more.

Yuan Fengqing, who walked into the palace all the way, looked at the bright hall in front of him, the four stone pillars that supported the sky were as thick as five people hugging, the crystal light was like a red jade dripping with blood, and there seemed to be water flowing inside, reflecting the red light of the entire hall, flickering like a wave, and he felt magnificent.

On the stone walls on both sides of the main hall, there are two large murals depicted, the painting is exquisite, and the content is very clear, so that she can't help but stop in the hall and stare at it.

The mural on the left is carved with the battle picture of the prosperity of the hundred tribes in ancient times, there are not only the giant clan in the sky, but also the dwarf clan that is as short as a winter melon but has infinite strength, and the dragon clan and the phoenix clan that hover for nine days, the shark clan and the turtle clan that occupy the rivers, lakes and seas, etc., all do their best when fighting, the means are endless, the sky and the ground are all kinds of brilliance flashing, dazzling, flawless, the picture that converges together is magnificent, which makes people only feel that their hearts are boiling, and they are eager to try.

Yuan Fengqing suppressed the strong shock in his heart and turned his gaze to the mural on the right hand.

The picture on the right is a huge catastrophe that occurred in ancient times, only to see the five extremes destroyed, the heaven and the earth collapsed, and a huge cave was exposed above the sky, and the flying fire from the sky gushed out of the cave bulge continued to fall towards the Three Realms, where it passed, the mountains and peaks turned into ashes, and thousands of living beings were wiped out on the spot, and the scene was extremely tragic. In the corner of the picture, the four divine beasts Qinglong, Vermilion Bird, Xuanwu and Baihu are helping the mother goddess refine the four heaven-mending stone pillars, and the raging flames illuminate the heavens and the earth, reflecting the blood color of the heavens and the earth.

"This should be the hall where the Vermilion Bird Divine Beast held a meeting before." Behind him, the voice of the old man in black suddenly came, and his silence quietly startled Yuan Fengqing. I couldn't help but glance back at the madness who was helping Zi Yan into the hall, and turned his gaze to the old man in black who appeared behind him at some point.

Although his black robe was wide and pitch black, there were a few dark spots on the placket, which must have been stained with blood to show these differences. Whether it was his own blood or the heavy bird's, only the old man in black himself knew. But his single-handedness to come back unscathed from one of the ancient beasts, the Chongming Bird, is a testament to his extraordinary abilities. Even if he came from the Immortal Realm, the remnants of the Ancient Beast's Heavy Bird were not something that ordinary immortals could deal with, and it would be difficult to escape without experiencing a battle of life and death. Yuan Fengqing was secretly frightened, but he didn't say anything.

"Suzaku is just a divine beast, does it still need to be discussed in the palace?" Ziyan couldn't help but ask.

The old man in black smiled slightly, raised his finger to Zi Yan's eyebrows, and a light aura poured straight in, so fast that he didn't have time to react, it had quickly penetrated Zi Yan's body, he only felt that the blood veins all over his body were like being poured by a clear spring, and the injured meridians were immediately revived, knowing that the old man in black was helping him heal his injuries, he hurriedly thanked him.

The old man waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, and looked ahead with his hands behind his back and said, "The four great divine beasts were once several fierce beasts between heaven and earth, and after being subdued by the mother goddess, they were willing to serve them. Tens of thousands of years ago, the father and mother gods returned to chaos one after another, and the four divine beasts each took on a role in order to inherit the will of the mother god, and this Suzaku inherited the position of the god of fire. ”

After listening to this explanation, a solemn feeling immediately rose in everyone's hearts, whether it was the admiration for the father and the mother, or the gratitude for the four divine beasts for saving the common people back then, they all chose the time of silence to express their inner respect.

After a while, the old man in black walked towards the front of the hall first, and there was a circular stone platform at the end of the palace gate, and the red jade chair in the middle of the stone platform was spacious and bright, shining with a dazzling red light, which was particularly eye-catching. The wall behind the stone platform is also made of red jade, in which the water is overflowing, from top to bottom, like a blood-colored waterfall, but the sound of it is not heard, which makes people have an inexplicable sense of depression.

Yuan Fengqing and the three of them couldn't help but keep up with the pace of the old man in black, but they all walked extremely slowly.

In the silent hall, only the gentle footsteps of a few people could be heard, and no other sounds could be heard, and I didn't know where Mo Liuxin, who had entered the hall before, had gone, and I didn't know if there was a crisis in this beautiful palace.