It didn't take long for the first five-rank firebird to be encountered by them, no, this should no longer be called a firebird, but a half-blood phoenix.

Yeyang used the soul power of the peak of the Holy Rank to fight with the half-blooded phoenix of the five grades, and Huang Ximo could only sneak attack from time to time on the side, distracting the half-blooded phoenix and creating an opportunity for Yeyang to attack, this level of battle, she really couldn't help much.

After dozens of rounds of fighting, Yeyang beheaded this half-blooded phoenix, and the essence blood was the size of a human head, and the energy was incomparably abundant.

Huang Ximo didn't make any effort, shook his head and refused to divide it again, but he couldn't resist Yeyang's insistence, and still took a third. After absorbing two-thirds of the essence blood, Yeyang only felt that his whole body was full of strength, and his body was more than ten percent stronger. I also have more motivation in my heart and move towards my ancestral land.

In these more than ten miles of underground road, they fought fiercely and killed two half-blooded phoenixes with five heads. At the end of the battle, Yeyang was almost cut open by its blade-like claws, but there was no danger, Huang Ximo gave it a fatal blow in time, and the two of them still arrived at the ancestral land safely.

"Your Highness is tired, if you don't get it again, Your Highness really wants to find a piece of tofu and hit it head-on!" A huge stone tablet stood in front of it, and the invisible force made the flames retreat by more than ten zhang, and Yeyang lay down directly on the ground in front of the monument, gasping for breath, and took out the spiritual spring and poured a few sips.

The stele is 100 zhang high, 30 zhang wide, made of unknown materials, the stele is densely engraved with small red characters, the handwriting is different, all of them are the names of some ancestors of the Phoenix clan in the past.

These words have been eroded by countless years, but they are still like knives, without the slightest wear and tear, exuding a breathtaking terrifying power, even if most of the coercion is expelled by the Langya halberd, it still makes the two of them feel a little depressed and difficult to breathe.

Huang Ximo stared at the names above with reverence, bent his knees, and kowtowed three times to the stele reverently, Yeyang also stopped complaining, sat on the ground, and stared at the stele in a daze.

A mysterious power permeated, sucking the thoughts of the two of them into it, and after a long time, they reacted, and let out a long breath, Huang Ximo bit his finger like before, and smeared the blood on the stone tablet.

The stele devoured the blood stains clean, and an ancient voice came out: "The purity of the bloodline, ninety out of three, the conditions are met, and it is allowed to enter." ”

A fiery red light shot out from the stone tablet, enveloping Huang Ximo, the beam disappeared, and she disappeared in place.

When Yeyang saw this scene, his eyes were about to bulge, and he cried with a sad face: "Uncle, what's the matter? Why didn't His Highness go in, we are all the way! Let's open the door first!"

"Ancestors, okay, be accommodating!"

"Ancestors, let me in, I will burn high incense for you when I go out!"

"Open Sesame!

......

"Ancestors...... The ancestors are slabby!"

"Damn, it's too faceless, even His Highness dares to stop it, I'm tired of it!...... It seems to be already dead. ”

Yeyang shouted outside the stele for a long time, saying all the good things, scolding the bad words, and the saliva was dry, but the stele still didn't react at all.

He angrily punched the stele, and the stele was undamaged, but instead smashed his hand out bloodshots, and a backlash sent him, causing him to fall to the ground in embarrassment.

He was about to continue scolding, but the stele eroded the blood at this time, and a voice came out: "Blood...... Blood...... Blood...... Through!" The voice was staccato and stuttering, and he didn't know what he was talking about, but a light came out and sucked him into the stele as well.

On an avenue, the figure of Huang Ximo appeared, the stele had already arrived behind him, the surroundings and behind the stele were chaos, the yin and yang breath flowed, and even the hundred zhang above was blurred, and only a ten-zhang wide avenue and a few zhang wide land next to the road led to the front.

She didn't see Yeyang's body appear, so she could only sigh and say to herself: "It seems that only the phoenix bloodline can enter the ancestral land, I'd better finish it quickly, don't let him wait too long." ”

As she spoke, she spread a pair of wings on her back, and flew as fast as she could, and followed the road for twenty miles, when a pool three feet square blocked the way.

The pool was bright red blood, the high temperature made the blood boil, and the blood bubbles crackled and burst, wisps of green smoke rose, and the majestic energy precipitated in the pool.

It stands to reason that the blood in the pool is so precious that the pool should be extremely strong, but there is a crack on the edge of the pool, and wisps of blood flow into the ground.

"The Nirvana blood pool where the ancestral phoenix was reborn from the fire, when you see the ancestral phoenix, you must go through the baptism of the nirvana blood pool, wash away the dust, wash the bones and cut the marrow. The ancestral phoenix has been sleeping for too many years, and has no strength to protect and repair, and it has already cracked open, it seems that this is how the changes in the outside should have happened, right?"

Huang Ximo nodded thoughtfully, took off her clothes, her naked skin was white and tender, and she walked into the blood pool of Nirvana step by step with light steps.

The long wet hair shawl, the silver teeth of Huang Ximo were clenched, and the brows were furrowed, as if he was enduring great pain, the bones in his body creaked, and a trace of fine impurities were discharged from the pores.

......

Yeyang kicked the stele hard, and wanted to let out a bad breath, but he was so painful that he jumped with his feet for a long time, and then he snorted twice and said to the stele: "Count you lucky, Your Highness is in a good mood today, let me spare you this time." ”

Then he put his hands behind his back, turned around in a way that he thought was chic, walked away, and stepped on the avenue. After running for nearly thirty miles, Yeyang was wondering why he couldn't see the shadow of the phoenix for half a day, but he saw a blood-colored pool blocking the road.

He approached the pool curiously, only to see four blood characters written on the side: "Nirvana Blood Pool".

"Nirvana Blood Pool, what is this?" he couldn't help but wonder.

The rich energy coming out of the pool made Yeyang's heart move, but he was afraid that this was a harmful trap, so he hesitated by the pool, and finally greed overcame reason, he gritted his teeth: "This thing should be prepared for the descendants of the Phoenix Clan, I don't believe that you will pit me, and even the descendants will be pitted?"

"Poof!" Yeyang resolutely jumped straight into the pool of Nirvana's blood, and then, a heart-rending scream spread across a radius of dozens of miles, and even the chaos around him trembled slightly: "Ah......"

Thirty miles away, Huang Ximo turned her head suspiciously, and in a trance, she seemed to hear a scream, which was very similar to Yeyang's voice, but then she shook her head, only the phoenix bloodline can enter here, how can Yeyang enter? It should be an auditory hallucination!

Huang Ximo turned his head, and in front of him was a huge sycamore forest as high as dozens of zhang, and the roots that grew out of the soil on the ground were coiled and swaddling, as thick as countless giant pythons, and the branches and roots were intricate, blocking the road.

The fiery red leaves on the branches are like jumping flames, and various strange patterns appear and disappear on the sycamore leaves, containing a strange power that is different from the other. She reached out and plucked a sycamore leaf, pressed it to the flame mark on her eyebrows, closed her eyes and realized.

A warm and fiery power emanated from her body, gradually becoming clear and powerful, while the sycamore leaves gradually lost their brilliance and finally turned into a withered yellow leaf, which was blown away in the air by the wind.

She plucked two more leaves and continued to comprehend, and after a long time, Huang Ximo opened her eyes, and a touching smile appeared on her pretty face: "I finally comprehended a trace of the power of the flame rule." ”

She got up, and a beating flame appeared in her hand, and the flames rose brightly, and the roots of the sycamore tree lifted automatically, making way for the way. Huang Ximo bowed to the roots of the tree, and then stepped on the road.