On the other side, inside the house in Huangquan, Ye Feng was kneeling cross-legged in the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags, his hands reaching out, carefully controlling Apollo's only remaining trace of will, and infiltrating towards the divine eagle wrapped in the true fire of the sun.

At this moment, the Divine Eagle aura was weak, and his will was about to be burned out by the true fire of the sun, and he was powerless to resist at all.

"Buzz !!"

After Apollo's only remaining will touched the true fire of the sun, that wisp of will actually fluctuated, like a dead tree in the desert meeting a water source.

Without Ye Feng's control, that wisp of will automatically submerged into the Condor's body.

Ye Feng's eyes were like electricity, and the purple light surged, staring at the Divine Eagle, and the true flame of the sun on the other party's body slowly extinguished, revealing a charred black body.

"Is this body still useful?" Looking at the black charcoal-like body of the Divine Eagle burned by the true fire of the sun, Ye Feng's eyes rolled, and he slowly approached, his fingers gently touching its wings.

"Boom la la !!"

As soon as his fingers touched the charred black wings, the wings instantly cracked and turned into ashes.

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth twitched slightly, this kind of body, even if it was successfully snatched by Apollo, it seemed that it would have no effect.

"Zombie, this king curses you......"

The Divine Eagle's weak voice sounded in Ye Feng's ears.

It's just that before it finished speaking, Ye Feng directly interrupted, "Don't curse anymore, I'm a zombie, will I be afraid of cursing?" ”

"it!"

Suddenly!

Ye Feng's expression changed greatly, and the blackened body of the Divine Eagle actually collapsed with a bang, turning into a cluster of small flames.

This small flame implied a terrifying fluctuation that made Ye Feng frightened.

"Big brother, it's not good!" The figure of the Evil Sword Immortal appeared beside Ye Feng, his face full of worry, staring at the small flames.

Ye Feng ignored the Evil Sword Immortal, his muscles tightened, and the dragon wings behind him slowly unfolded, ready to strike at any time.

Under the nervous gaze of Ye Feng and the Evil Sword Immortal, that cluster of small flames continued to twist, and actually turned into a figure.

"Apollo?"

Looking at the size of his palm and his appearance turned into a baby-like figure, Ye Feng's eyes widened.

"Wow Wow Wow Wow !!" As soon as the pocket baby opened his mouth, he let out a burst of crying.

"Damn it!"

A wave of fluctuations spilled out of the pocket baby's body.

"It's really Apollo!" Listening to the familiar voice, Ye Feng breathed a long sigh of relief and stared at the other party, "What's the matter with you?" ”

"I don't know!"

Apollo was also confused and couldn't figure out what had happened.

Ye Feng stepped forward slowly, lifted the pocket baby into his hand, and couldn't help laughing when he looked at the other party's pink life.

"What are you laughing at, hurry up and dress me!" Waves of mood swings overflow.

"Hahaha, good, good!"

Ye Feng laughed unabated, took out a piece of clothing from the space ring, and wrapped Apollo up, "I said, you are now reborn and reborn?" ”

"I don't know!" The pocket baby had a depressed look on her face and looked extremely cute, "I can clearly feel that the body is real now." However, the body of the Condor has been burned out by the true fire of the sun, and I don't understand how this body was born. ”

Ye Feng squinted his eyes and thought for a while, and said, "According to the legend, the phoenix can be reborn from the fire, it can't be that this divine eagle has phoenix blood, right?" ”

"Probably not!" Pocket Baby shook his head, "When you say that, I think of a legend. ”

"What legend?" Ye Feng asked curiously.

"In my Sun Clan, there has always been a legend that when the sun burns out, a new divine child will be born. If I were to think of the true fire of the sun that burned the body of the Condor before as the sun, I would probably be the legendary Divine Child. ”

"Just like you, a god child?" Ye Feng lifted the pocket baby, lifted the clothes that wrapped him, and examined it carefully, "It seems that this body is not very strong!" ”

"Then I don't know!" Apollo also figured it out, "I can be reborn, it's already a shocking luck, and other things won't be forced!" ”

"Also, with your memory, I'm afraid it won't take long to recover your strength, right?"

"It's that simple!" The pocket baby shook his head slightly.

"Don't talk about that, as you said, it's good to be able to be reborn, and other things, then let's talk about it later!" Ye Feng had a satisfied smile on his face, turned his head to look at the Evil Sword Immortal, and said, "It's up to you to take care of Apollo for the time being!" ”

"Me?" The Evil Sword Fairy blinked, and a look of astonishment flowed through it, and then he looked at the pink pocket baby.

"Not good!"

Suddenly, the pocket baby let out an anxious mood swing, "Mystery in the womb, my memory is sealed by a force!" ”

Ye Feng's expression changed slightly, and his fingers pressed to the center of the pocket baby's eyebrows, but he couldn't detect any energy fluctuations.

"Wow Wow Wow Wow !!"

In just three seconds, the pocket baby let out a hoarse cry.

"Apollo, are you alright?" Ye Feng's expression sank, looking at the pocket baby with his eyes closed and crying constantly.

"Big brother, the memory of this thing has been sealed?"

"It should be!"

"Big brother, in that case, I can't take care of him anymore!"

"It's okay, you can take care of it as long as you don't get killed!" As he spoke, Ye Feng threw the pocket baby towards the Evil Sword Immortal.

"Ugh!"

Taking the pocket baby thrown by Ye Feng, the Evil Sword Immortal made a bitter face, "Oh my God, my dignified Lord of All Evils, the Evil Sword Immortal, actually wants to take a child?" ”

Throwing the pocket baby to the Evil Sword Immortal, Ye Feng left the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Ye Feng's eyes were full of light, now that China is in turmoil, the strength of various places is self-reliant, but the high-level officials of Huaxia are indifferent. Ye Feng also vaguely guessed the plans of the Huaxia higher-ups.

If Huaxia's high-level forces attack the opponent's strength now, their strength will definitely be damaged, and they will be even more unable to deal with the demons and monsters that have come out of the no-man's land. Therefore, the high-level leaders of Huaxia directly gave up the local power and let the local strength deal with the demons and monsters that came out of the no-man's land. In this way, the strength of the high-level Huaxia can be preserved, and the forces in various places will definitely be consumed in the battle against demons and monsters.

"That's a good plan!" The corners of Ye Feng's mouth raised slightly.

However, Ye Feng doesn't want to fight with Huaxia's high-level for the time being, firstly, Huaxia's high-level background is too deep, and secondly, he still has a lot of tasks to complete now, and he needs to get it done as soon as possible.

"So, is it from the Netherworld Sect or from the Shushan Sect?"

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Ye Feng's nose squirmed, with a strong smile on his face, and he raised one hand slightly.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the yellow spring water surged in front of him, and a figure staggered and fell from it.

"Duan Zhixing, long time no see!"

Duan Zhixing had a bitter face, and wanted to reply, I never want to see you.

But after meeting Ye Feng's smiling gaze, Duan Zhixing showed a far-fetched smile and coughed dryly, "It's true that I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

(End of chapter)