On top of the ancient altar of the Hundred Birds, next to a disc of white flames.

Xiao Shu, Xiao Bai, Twist Flower, and Xiao Yun were four ten-star contract beasts facing the disk, and wisps of red mist emerged from their bodies and poured into the disk.

In an instant, the flames were in full bloom, and the white flames swelled several feet, rising into the sky, instantly evaporating the black flesh remaining at the top of the hall.

Then, from the flames, mysterious runes were born like birds spreading their wings and flying.

These light runes streaked through the air one after another, and then combined with each other to form pieces of feathers.

Pieces of rune feathers swirled and flew around the white flames, and with the injection of red mist, the pillar of sky-high fire became several times thicker, and the dazzling light of the fire illuminated the entire hall.

"It's obviously a flame, why isn't there a little temperature?"

The white flames were brilliant, but Ling Fan didn't feel a single heat or temperature, and the flames were full of dead silence.

Suddenly, Ling Fan felt a heat in his chest, as if something was beating, and he was about to jump out of his chest.

[System Prompt: You have lost the buff "Flame of the Pure World"]

As a system prompt appeared, a lotus-shaped white flame floated out of Ling Fan's chest.

This lotus flame turned slowly, the heat as warm as jade blew Ling Fan, and a trace of light smoke flowed like a ribbon of fire, like a divine flower in the heavenly realm.

"In this flame, there is the breath of life."

"Floated out of my body, so it regained its new strength?"

It's not just Ling Fan, Vlamir, Lasol, Hippolyut...... In the chests of these six people, a lotus flame also floated out.

Seven lotus flowers rose into the air and floated to the top of the altar.

The rune feathers fluttering in the air seemed to have found their target, converging towards the lotus flames.

Then, the lotus flame and the rune feathers intertwined and merged into the blazing pillar of fire.

"Qiang~"

A clear and crisp chirp, like the sound of harmony and beauty, and like a ring of peiyu.

The pillar of fire condensed in an instant, forming a glittering flame divine bird.

The gorgeous crown of feathers, the long fluttering tail feathers, the flame god bird stretched its wings, and its noble and graceful posture caught everyone's eye.

"Oh my God!"

"Is this the messenger of the sun?"

"It's so beautiful......"

"I'm afraid I'll never forget this scene."

Facing the posture of the divine bird, everyone stared at each other, and they couldn't help blurting out in amazement.

"That's one of the totems of Huaxia, the Divine Bird Phoenix!"

As a native of Huaxia, Ling Fan recognized the identity of the Flame Divine Bird at a glance.

"The phoenix is flying, and its feathers are feathering.

The phoenix is singing, and it is in the high hill. The sycamore is born, and the sun rises in the sun. ”

"The flames that floated out of the plane tree activated the Hundred Bird Altar, and finally, formed the Flame Phoenix ......"

For the context in which things are developing. In Ling Fan's heart, he had a vague idea.

"Qiang~"

The phoenix formed by the runes and flames roared, and clusters of brilliant white flames fell, burning all the viscous liquid that covered the altar.

"The phoenix carved on the altar is gone."

Ling Fan's memory was very strong, and he clearly remembered that when the resentful phoenix bat was first resurrected, the first thing he did was to destroy the phoenix carving on the altar of the hundred birds.

However, at this time, the ruined area was flat, and there was no sign that it had been pulled by the tattered bat's claws.

"Huh?"

"What is this going to do?"

After the Flame Phoenix burned the viscous liquid that covered the altar, it did not continue to burn the viscous liquid on the hall floor.

Instead, he flailed his wings and rolled up a tornado of white flames, cleaning up the black flesh that remained on the dome and walls of the hall.

After that, the Flame Phoenix ignored the viscous liquid and flew straight to the corridor behind the shattered bronze door.

"Xiaoyun, go take a look."

After Xiaoyun absorbed the red origin substance, the chaotic cloud was still as black as ever, very pure, without a trace of red.

It's just that it's a little bigger. It was originally only the size of a fist, but now it is the size of a casserole.

Feeling Ling Fan's command, Xiao Yun dragged out a long black cloud trail behind him and rushed into the corridor in a puff of smoke.

Through Xiao Yun's shared vision, Ling Fan saw that the black flesh and blood on the walls of the corridor had all been cleaned up. At the end of the hallway, I don't know when a black wall appeared.

"No, that's not the wall."

As Xiaoyun approached, Ling Fan could see more and more clearly.

"It's a liquid barrier made up of viscous liquids!"

The viscous liquid wriggled and darker than the ones in the hall, and the condensed walls looked solid.

"As expected, the Black Moon Clan blocked our way back to the labyrinth."

When the viscous liquid appeared, the idea of returning to the Hundred Birds Labyrinth had also flashed through Ling Fan's mind, but he immediately rejected it.

With a long roar, the flaming phoenix soared towards the wall of viscous liquid.

The fire was dazzling, and the rune feathers unleashed their greatest power, bursting with the brightest light and heat.

The phoenix turned into a sun-like ball of fire, drawing a white trail in the air and slamming straight into the wall of slime.

Under the silent collision, the slime wall melted rapidly, and the size of the Flame Phoenix was constantly shrinking.

"Will it work?"

Ling Fan's heart lifted.

It was already clear that the Flame Phoenix was most likely the back hand of the ancestors. Its appearance is the dawn in the midst of hardship and the turning point in a desperate situation.

Although the land of the ancestors' gift was designed as a trap by the alien invasion to kill the human seed, it was a little fortunate that the human ancestors still gave some strength and did not completely become the existence of the pit father.

At the end of the hallway, the viscous liquid wall was finally burned out of a large hole, and at the edge of the cavity, there was a raging flame attached to it to burn to prevent the viscous liquid from recovering.

A small amount of white flame flew through the cavity behind the sticky wall.

Behind the sticky wall was the core of the Ninety-Nine Heavenly Road Formation, where the small sycamore tree was.

At this time, the small plane trees, which had withered and decayed, were already flourishing and full of life.

The trunk and branches of the tree are intertwined with intricate and beautiful long rune chains, like tassels and like the tail feathers of a phoenix.

If someone sees this scene, they will definitely exclaim "Sacred Tree"!

"Sacred Tree!"

"Phoenix, non-sycamore, non-practice, non-food, non-liquan and no drink."

"That's right, this must be the Sycamore Divine Tree where the true phoenix inhabits!"

Ling Fan affirmed his judgment.

I saw that this small sycamore sacred tree slowly levitated, and the white flame floated in, and the roots of the sycamore divine tree danced, and it was rooted in the white flame.