How deep is the heritage of the Luo Saint Clan? I don't know how many people in the world covet the inheritance of the five great saint clans, even if it is an ordinary great saint existence, I am afraid they are all enthusiastic.

But now that there is such a good opportunity, it is really strange that Mo Lingxuan doesn't care about it...

"Plop plop..."

Without hesitation, Luo Xue, Luo Ning, Luo Yiwan and Luo Jingxuan immediately stepped into the Vermilion Bird Blood Pool, bathing their entire bodies in the blood pool, only revealing above the snow-white fragrant shoulders.

"Ahh

But the moment they entered the blood pool, Luo Xue and the others let out a miserable scream.

Obviously, the energy contained in the blood of the Saint King-level Vermilion Bird was too huge.

Even if Mo Lingxuan could see that this pool of Vermilion Bird blood had existed for thousands of years, it still made Luo Xue Nirvana. The juniors are quite tormented.

Looking at the beautiful eyes of each of them, the look of pain on their pretty faces, Mo Lingxuan didn't interfere too much.

After all, this must be an important process of inheritance.

His dark eyes just looked straight at the Vermilion Bird totem in the throne in the depths of the main hall, and slowly stepped forward, the closer he got closer, the more intense the holy power contained in it became.

"Boom..."

When Mo Lingxuan was only less than ten meters away from the Vermilion Bird Totem, his huge spiritual sense instantly tried to communicate.

"You are not a person with Suzaku blood. ”

An ethereal voice seemed to come from ancient times, and suddenly sounded in Mo Lingxuan's consciousness.

His Emperor Soul Spiritual Consciousness is quite high, so it is not difficult to communicate with the wisp of Vermilion Bird Holy Spirit in this totem.

At this moment, Mo Lingxuan seemed to be in a special flame space.

In front of him, the Vermilion Bird Divine Tree appeared in front of him again.

It's just that on this fiery red Vermilion Bird Sacred Tree, there is a real Vermilion Bird with flames burning all over its body, and the wings of its whole body are so beautiful and holy.

Sharp eyes, as if they can see through everything in the world.

"Yes, you are the ancestor of the Luo Sheng Clan?"

Mo Lingxuan glanced at this Vermilion Bird and responded lightly.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a demonic character as you in today's Canglan Realm? The cultivation of the realm!"

Suzaku's deep pupils stared at Mo Lingxuan, and he bowed slightly. Although it was close at hand, the voice was extremely ethereal, very serene, without the slightest malice.

"Can you see my cultivation, it seems that your current realm should be different from the level of the Feather Feather Aura left here, not limited to the Saint King Realm, right?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Mo Lingxuan's dark eyes.

The technique he cultivated was the Ancient Emperor's magic technique, and if he hadn't revealed his aura, even if he was a Saint King, it would not be so easy to see through his cultivation.

But this Vermilion Bird can, which also proves that the other party's realm may also far exceed the Saint King realm.

"Little guy, isn't he from the Canglan Realm?"

At this moment, the fire rosebird turned into a beautiful and enchanting woman, dressed in a fiery red feather robe, with a perfect posture and slender jade legs, extremely enchanting and seductive.

Her phoenix eyes looked straight at Mo Lingxuan, and there was a hint of curiosity.

In the Canglan Realm, there is no person as unfathomable as Mo Lingxuan.

Moreover, in the face of her, the holy beast Suzaku who was above the Great Sage, she was still so indifferent.

This kind of bearing is not like an ordinary young man in his twenties.

The only thing that reminded her was the children of those immortal-level great forces in the Nine Heavens.

"Sort of. ”

Mo Lingxuan responded lightly and did not respond positively.

"You're right, the Vermilion Bird Feather Feather and its inheritance here were indeed left by me thousands of years ago. In this totem, only a trace of my holy consciousness remains, and my Buddha-figure is no longer in the realm of chaos. ”

"It's not easy for you, an outsider, to be able to go to the ancestral land of the Luo Sheng clan while protecting my junior of the Luo Sheng clan. ”

The enchanting woman that the Vermilion Bird turned into looked at Mo Lingxuan thoughtfully, and said with a light smile.

"The Holy Maiden of the Protector of the Road, I have crossed the Suzaku Ancient Bridge. ”

Mo Lingxuan didn't say much, but went straight to the point: "Since Your Excellency is not in the Canglan Realm, then... In the Heavens and Hell Realm, what is the situation of the Vermilion Bird Clan?"

He had come to communicate with this Suzaku to try his luck and see if he could learn more about the Hell Realm, or more precisely, the Fire Spirit Clan.

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one win all battles.

This life is not a past life.

And he, Mo Lingxuan, was not the Ancient Demon Emperor who was on the throne of the emperor and made all the spirits surrender, so he naturally had to act more cautiously.

"You even know about the Nine Heavens and the Hell Realm?"

At this moment, Suzaku's narrow and beautiful eyes really flashed a touch of surprise, in the Canglan Realm, even ordinary Great Sage beings might not know this.

But it is not easy for a young man to know so much about the realm outside the world of particles.

Forget it, even the Vermilion Bird clan lives in the Hell Realm?

"What do you mean?"

After a moment of silence, Suzaku said again, his bewitching eyes narrowed slightly, making people feel extremely dangerous.

"The Fire Hell Realm was originally the Origin Origin Realm of your Vermilion Bird Clan, but since the appearance of the Fire Spirit Clan, half of your Origin Origin Realm has been encroached upon, right?"

Mo Lingxuan said lightly, which made Suzaku completely shocked, and the gaze that looked at Mo Lingxuan became different.

"I'm not in the Nine Heavens, I'm in the Vermilion Bird Clan in the Hell Realm. ”

Suzaku responded, and after a moment asked, "What do you want to know?"

Her realm is extraordinary, she has lived for countless years, and her experience is naturally extremely rich, and she can guess Mo Lingxuan's purpose at once.

"I want to know what happened to the former Fire Separation God King who was imprisoned by the Fire Spirit Clan?"

Mo Lingxuan asked calmly, but there was inevitably a trace of excitement and expectation in his heart.

From True Immortal Chixiao, he only knew that Lou Zining, the Fire Separation Demon Servant, had not fallen yet, but the specific situation was unknown.

After all, Chixiao is a god with many limitations, and it is impossible to move around in some small planes at will.

It just so happened that today's Suzaku statue was indeed as he expected, and it was inextricably linked to the Hell Realm.

"Do you still know about the Fire Separation God King?"

Suzaku's bewitching cheeks were full of surprise, and he glanced at Mo Lingxuan deeply before frowning and said, "It is precisely because of the power of the Fire Separation God King that the Fire Spirit Clan is growing stronger and stronger, and in the Fire Hell Realm, it is difficult to breathe the oppression of my Vermilion Bird Clan. ”

"However, the Fire Separation God King is the king of the gods after all, even if he falls into the Divine Dao, he is imprisoned by the Fire Spirit Clan and draws strength. But in a hundred years, it shouldn't be a big deal. As for a hundred years later, it is not known, after all... She's been around for thousands of years!"

"My Vermilion Bird Clan has thought about trying to rescue the Fire Separation God King, but with the gradually declining strength of my Vermilion Bird Clan, I am also more than capable of doing so..."

"But... What are you asking for?"