Chapter 130: Qing's Revenge
When the power of the god weakened to a certain extent, the drop of phoenix blood that the god of phoenix yang gave her suddenly reacted to a certain extent. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
The spiritual power of a flame suddenly revived.
It was like a warm little flame that ignited in the depths of her true element.
This warm power from the phoenix's blood silently spread from the inside out, through her flesh and skin, directly to the outside of her body.
When the heat flow of phoenix blood was transmitted throughout her body, a defensive force automatically bounced the scroll away.
Qing was stunned.
He deeply felt that this kind of resistance did not come from Ayin, but from the phoenix blood.
Qing looked down at the scroll full of the power of the gods, and thought to herself, this is enough.
Haru hooked the corners of his mouth and withdrew the scroll to show his satisfaction.
The phoenix blood in Ayin's body only helped her cut off the connection between Qing and her when there was still a little bit of power left in the power of the gods.
Feng Blood, perhaps out of the intention of saving her life, did not let Qing completely drain the power in her body.
After completing the mission of protecting Ayin, the warmth in the phoenix's blood gradually faded, gradually returned to the true yuan, and continued to fall into a deep sleep.
Qing turned into a red light and flew in the direction of the Heavenly Hell.
All the onlookers realized that the true power of the god was in Qing's hands.
Although the head of the sect Zhenjun was weak, he still had the strength to give orders, and pointed at Qing and said a word softly: "Chase." ”
So in the blink of an eye, dozens of spiritual lights chased towards the distance of the sky.
When Elder Wen flew to the side of the head of the sect Zhenjun with the imperial sword, he glanced at him and asked, "You can't get up?" ”
The head of the sect Zhenjun nodded without hesitation. With the help of Elder Wen, he staggered onto the flying sword.
Luo Yan also flew to Ayin's side and extended her hand.
Without hesitation, Ayin rode Luo Yan's flying sword.
The other sects that were watching just glanced at Luo Yan and Ayin a few more times, and no one dared to object.
The group, at least nearly a hundred people, all of whom were the top people of the four sects, all chased in the direction of the Heavenly Hell.
Qing landed at the door of the Heavenly Prison, and in the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared at the gate of the Heavenly Prison.
A group of people descended from the sky and came to the lonely and wide wilderness of Heavenly Hell Mountain.
The division of labor among the elders was very clear, leaving thirty percent of the people to guard all corners of the Heavenly Hell, and the rest were all searched inside.
Everyone searched around the bottom of the Heavenly Hell, and then searched on the second floor, but they never found Qing's figure.
Ayin felt a familiar aura.
Since Qing absorbed her power from the gods just now, it seems that the telepathy between her and Qing has been magnified many times more than before.
Ayin closed her eyes, meditated hard, opened her eyes again, and said softly to Luo Yan, "Qing is in the basement." ”
Luo Yan nodded, turned around and walked in the direction of the basement,
In the stone door of the basement, there is a large cracked hole.
It is clear that the door was not opened with a key, but smashed with powerful violence.
From this big hole, Ayin felt the remnants of the breath of the power of the gods.
So Qing must be in there.
Luo Yan and Ah Yin followed the hole that Qing smashed into the basement.
Through a corridor, they finally came to the rock wall where Feng Yang himself was imprisoned.
They were taken aback by what they saw.
On the iron chain that originally bound the god of Fengyang, there was nothing, and it was empty.
Not far away, the phantom of a black finch and the phantom of a fire phoenix were entangled in the air.
The black finch has a pair of black claws, grasping the wings of the phoenix. And Fengyang's beak also pecked at the claws of the black sparrow mercilessly.
Ayin noticed a detail. The wings of this black sparrow seem to have two symmetrical wounds, and they are also injured in the position where Qing and the head of the sect Zhenjun cut her.
This is certainly not a coincidence.
Ayin and Luo Yan watched the fight intently. After a while, there was a sound of footsteps behind them. It turned out that the other elders of the four sects who had been searching in the Heavenly Hell had also found this place one after another.
"What's going on?" Someone subconsciously asked.
Ah Yin and Luo Yan didn't answer, they just let him see for himself.
Everyone watched it for a while and understood. Qing actually absorbed the power of the god of Ayin to fight with the god of Fengyang.
The elders of the four factions let out an exclamation: "What exactly does Qing want to do? ”
Ayin also wants to know what Haru wants to do.
She just felt a powerful anger in her telepathy.
He wants revenge, revenge on the world.
But Haru hid his intentions well. So even if Ayin concentrates on it, he can't feel Qing's true goal.
Ayin gave up and just watched the struggle silently.
Although the black finch was injured and only had a large part of its strength, it was obvious that the attack of the fire phoenix was no match for the black evil of the black sparrow.
Maybe it's because the god of phoenix yang has just given a drop of phoenix blood to Ayin.
The god of Fengyang, who has entered a weakened state, is not an opponent of the power of the gods.
The black finch stretched out a pair of sharp claws and grabbed the phoenix's throat.
The phoenix struggled desperately, and couldn't help but drop a large piece of fire feathers, scattered from the air.
This picture is beautiful, like the fall of a fiery red meteor, there is a tragic beauty.
The phantom of the phoenix suddenly lit up. Suddenly, a golden yellow dazzling light shone throughout the cell, piercing everyone's eyes with a cloud of white light, and nothing could be seen.
Immediately after, the light suddenly dimmed.
On the cliff with the chains of Heavenly Hell, the figure of the God of the Phoenix Sun reappeared.
Haru smirked.
The laughter was very proud, very harsh, and not good.
This was also the first time Ayin heard Qing's laughter. Before, he had almost never laughed out loud.
A flash of fire flashed, and the phantom of the fire phoenix disappeared. The true body of the god of the phoenix sun appeared, lying weakly on the cliff wall.
The face of the god of the phoenix sun was pale and bloodless.
The god of Fengyang opened his eyes lightly, looked at Qing, and turned his gaze around the neighborhood again, staying on Ah Yin and Luo Yan, and then swept towards the entire row of elders who came behind, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.
She felt that she was in a bad physical condition. It was much worse than the result imagined before the battle.
After losing the phoenix blood, she should have recovered well, but Qing made her have to fight again.
Now, she is very weak. She felt that her spiritual power, that is, the blood of the phoenix, was about to drain.
In this case, there is only one way to keep her strength.
That is Phoenix Nirvana.
However, during the period of Nirvana, the god of Fengyang, it was also the weakest point of her strength.
However, the phoenix blood that could have protected her when she was in Nirvana was not on her body at the moment. (To be continued.) )