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A powerful flash of fire struck the flaming phoenix's chest at a rapid pace.

At the same time, the god of Fengyang, who was bound to the cliff by the chains of the Heavenly Hell, also had a hole in his chest.

Luo Yan couldn't help but exclaim.

However, the wound of the God of Fengyang was only a faint scar. Not a single drop of blood came out.

The god of Fengyang's face was indifferent, and this wound didn't seem to be a wound in her opinion.

Phoenix blood has always been the most precious treasure in Kyushu. Even to the god of Fengyang himself, this is also the case.

She had many wounds, but she had never shed blood.

However, for the first time today, we have to make an exception.

The god of the phoenix sun held his hand on the wound. Where it was covered, a trail of scorching flames loomed.

The god of Fengyang frowned slightly.

At the same time, I saw a drop of fiery red blood dripping from the phantom of the phoenix.

The phoenix is virtual, but the phoenix's blood is real.

This drop of bright red phoenix blood seems to contain the cultivation of the god of Fengyang.

The phoenix blood brought a crisp dripping sound and fell into the black.

Suddenly, the entire ground covered by the molten slurry shook.

Two powerful energies, but completely relative forces, one good and one evil, were instantly mixed together through Ayin's flesh and blood.

The phoenix blood was able to penetrate Ayin's body and fall directly on her true element.

Suddenly, the black true element of the power of the god in the sea of Ayinqi shook.

The phoenix blood of the god of the phoenix sun is an excellent treasure to restrain the power of the gods.

The phoenix blood penetrated the black true element, and in the center of the true element of the owl god, it gradually stopped, and it seemed that it had decided to set up camp here.

The phoenix blood solidified, and the black true element of the power of the god was bound around it.

Without Yin spiritual power, it can no longer escape.

The blackness on Ayin's body seems to have been affected, and it is fading in a frenzy.

In the blink of an eye, the darkness that originally filled the entire basement turned into the size of only Ayin's entire figure.

As time gradually passed, Qing's invisibility medicine gradually began to fail. Therefore, in the darkness, you can vaguely see the phantom of Ayin meditating on his knees.

Everything gradually calmed down.

And Luo Yan looked at the god of Fengyang with some admiration in her eyes.

If in the past, Luo Yan only had some awe for the god of Fengyang because of her duty to guard the Heavenly Prison, then now, it is a kind of awe that completely admires her.

If Ayin's power of the god can be controlled by the phoenix blood, then even if the power of the god awakens in the future, it will not devour her consciousness.

This may really be the best result for Ayin.

Luo Yan felt that no words were enough to express her gratitude.

She was silent for a long time.

The darkness on Ayin's body completely subsided, revealing her true body.

But Ayin was still immersed in deep concentration. She originally planned to break the seal of the power of this god and fight against the god of Fengyang.

But with the entry of that drop of phoenix blood, she was completely stunned.

Of course, Ayin knew that when her power was at the most critical moment of awakening the god of evil, that drop of phoenix blood entered from her body without any obstacles, through her flesh and skin, and through her entire body, without hindrance.

However, the moment the phoenix blood merged into her true yuan, she suddenly felt that this drop of phoenix blood had no malice, and could even bring her some benefits that she hadn't thought of before.

The phoenix blood replaced the original seal and suppressed her power as a god.

And the seal is stronger and unbreakable than the seal of the power of the gods.

The phoenix blood penetrated deep into the depths of the true yuan, solidifying, and seemed to be about to take root here.

But Ayin didn't hate the feeling at all.

Even, because she is the Heavenly Fire Spirit Root, the Fengyang God who is originally a fire attribute has a special sense of integration with her bloodline.

Ah Yin felt that his cultivation seemed to have a qualitative leap because of that drop of phoenix blood.

Although she didn't use any spells, and she didn't try to use pranayama to run the true element, this intuition from her told her that it was true.

Ayin suddenly thought, why is this?

At the last moment, she still had the intention of going out and fighting with the god of Fengyang.

But at this time, the god of Fengyang actually gave her a drop of phoenix blood.

The most precious phoenix blood.

In the history of the Four Kingdoms, the royal ancestors of the Fengyang Kingdom opened up the territory of a country because they received a drop of phoenix blood, and passed down the inheritance of the Heavenly Fire Spirit Root.

This is the only person in the history of Shikoku who has clearly recorded the blood of the phoenix.

Ayin woke up. She opened her eyes and looked at the god of Fengyang with a puzzled gaze.

Before she could speak, she had already seen the faint scar on the chest of the Fengyang God.

Ah Yin's heart sank.

Then, she vaguely felt a figure standing behind her, and looked back.

A hint of surprise flashed across Ayin's face.

"Master?" She was taken aback.

Luo Yan glanced at Ayin lightly.

"Look at what you've done."

As soon as these words came out, the look in Luo Yan's eyes became more and more indifferent.

She felt cold. Because her apprentice actually stole her key and helped a ...... The most unforgivable man in the history of Shikoku.

The more Luo Yan thought about it, the more angry she became.

A purple light came out of her hand and hit Ayin.

Although Ah Yin had obtained the power of the Fengyang God, she was completely unprepared against this aura.

Ayin was carried away by the purple light, one flew sideways, flew out of three zhang, and when he landed, his body rubbed a distance of one zhang on the ground.

In this distance of three zhang and one zhang, a little trace of blood splashing can be faintly seen on the traces of Ayin's passing.

Although Luo Yan didn't use all her strength when she hit her palm spell.

But the gap in cultivation is here. In addition, Ayin did not use the slightest spiritual power to deduct it.

So this palm, she ate a real one.

She struggled to support her upper body.

She looked down and saw the purple light hit her chest.

I saw that on the original clean placket, there was a large eye-catching patch of blood red.

Where the blood stains are concentrated, it is even more crimson.

And in Ayin's mouth, there is a sour, salty, bloody taste.

She barely raised her hand and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

This palm, if Ah Yin still doesn't have the slightest cultivation, can almost kill her.

And even now, when she reaches the cultivation of Zhuji, this is enough to make her seriously injured.

Ayin didn't feel the slightest grievance, on the contrary, she felt a little more comfortable in her heart.

Ah Yin stared at the ground, but the corners of his mouth smiled.

Of course, this smile fell in Luo Yan's eyes. She didn't regret hitting Ayin.

If you can write it off and go back to the past, it's a good thing for both of you.

Ayin was half-lying on the ground, barely able to move.

Luo Yan thought for a moment and walked over to her.

She hesitated for a moment.

Although she was very angry, Ayin was her apprentice after all.

"Do you know what's wrong?" Luo Yan looked at Ayin and asked indifferently. (To be continued.) )