More than ten miles away, a figure smashed down, smashing a large pit on the ground, and Yeyang crawled out of it with a dirty face, spitting out the sand in his mouth, while constantly scolding.

"Phew, what kind of place is this, even the roots of the tree can become essence, it's stingy, but it's just a few leaves?

However, he didn't know that these sycamore leaves, which only the descendants of the Phoenix clan with extremely high blood purity could afford, would only grow one piece in a thousand years, and he, in one breath, would use up all the 100,000 years of growth of others, and no one should be anxious with him.

Twenty miles away, the road is no longer here, only three passages stand in front, Huang Ximo looked at these three passages, and said to himself: "According to the records of the clan, the first passage contains the true book of the Flame Nirvana Technique, the second passage is the location of the Flame Sycamore, the elixir of immortality, and the third passage is the altar and the ancestral cemetery. ”

As she spoke, she stepped into the third passage, and after a long time, the night sun came again, looking at these three passages, and furrowed her slender willow eyebrows.

"Which way did my sister get in?" No matter what, let's look for them one by one!" After thinking for a while, he directly entered the first passage.

Here is a cemetery, the tombs are next to each other, each tomb has a width of more than ten zhang, there are only more than 20 tombs in total, in front of the tomb is a piece of stone tablet, on which the name and life deeds of the tomb owner are written.

Huang Ruowu, the patriarch of the Phoenix clan during the Three Realms period, was one of the strongest people in the earth realm, and disappeared mysteriously at the age of 113,800.

Feng Xiang, the founder of the Heavenly Demon Country, fought against the enemies of the Quartet for the Heavenly Demon Country, guarded the peace of the Heavenly Demon Kingdom, and cultivated to the world, and was later killed by a sneak attack and siege, at the age of 85,470.

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In the forest garden, there is silence, solemnity, and an invisible aura is exuded here, and a picture of a singing and crying life unfolds, which makes people awe-inspiring.

In front of the cemetery there is a huge bronze altar, which is empty and clean to the point of no dust, and there is a huge stone table outside the altar.

Huang Ximo took out a few plates of melons and fruits and put them on the stone table, each of them was fragrant, the energy was almost dense into a mist, and the essence flowed from time to time.

Then, she took out a few more plates of meat, including the bear paws of the pure-blooded ancient beast Overlord Bear, and the head of the pure-blooded dragon...... Although he is dead and the blood is still flowing, it is difficult to hide the huge energy and the huge coercion in it.

Then, Huang Ximo took out a pot of elixir and jade liquid and poured it into the altar, the aroma of wine overflowed, and you could see all kinds of auspicious birds and beasts flying in the white mist that came out.

The wine syrup almost became a condensed solid, making Huang Ximo almost faint drunk in an instant, and hurriedly dispersed it with her vitality, but despite this, a red drunken red still appeared on her little face.

A crystal beast bone appeared, and the scourge was naturally unruly, even after death, there was still a terrifying coercion in the bones, but here it was like a mouse seeing a cat, and he didn't dare to have the slightest fluctuation, and he was obediently put into the altar by Huang Ximo, immersed in the wine syrup.

A few pieces of bamboo, emerald green and crystalline, beautiful, bamboo leaves like jasper, fragrant, people can't put it down, a pot of water, taken from the dew on the leaves of the emperor medicine when the morning sun was born, clean and flawless, clear and transparent.

Both things were put into the altar, and in the end, Huang Ximo took out an incense burner, lit three incense sticks at the same level as the lantern, and inserted them into it, while she knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times respectfully.

With his hands folded, Huang Ximo's face was solemn, and a sacrificial text was solemnly recited from his mouth: "The Southern Regions burn the frontier, there are wood sycamores, Tongqi phoenixes, born from the fire, drink nectar in the morning, and eat green bamboo ...... at dusk"

The sound of chanting started, and there were bursts of chanting in the cemetery, as if on the wild land, countless people were worshipping the ancestors devoutly, the sound was loud and long, as if it was resounding with the avenue, and the Sanskrit sound echoed between heaven and earth.

The various sacrifices on the stone table also trembled at this time, releasing energy and entering the altar in front of them, and the bones of the scourge fighting beasts in the altar also swirled silently, and endless power emanated from them, and several other items also flowed out of their own torrent-like power.

All kinds of mottled energy were mixed, gathering monstrous momentum, and visions were presented one after another, and they were absorbed into the underground tomb, and there was a sound of swallowing from the tomb, and several boundless and powerful consciousnesses quietly awakened......

Coming out of the first passage, this is a small chaotic space, only a dozen zhang square, and there is a void on the left and right sides of the front, and the chaotic qi is drifting.

In the middle is a lonely black stone platform, on which is placed an unknown beast bone the size of a basin, the energy of the beast bone has been drained, and there are dense red characters engraved on it, and the strange power flows in it.

When Yeyang saw the stone platform, his eyes immediately widened, and he said in surprise: "Chaos Stone, what is it on top of this?

He looked closely, and in his strange eyes, the black pupils turned into three, overlapping and intertwining with each other, trying to see through the beast bones, but only to see the red mist on the top, the small characters were blurry and chaotic, and he couldn't see what was written at all.

"It should be something very good, right? Otherwise, it wouldn't be so strictly protected, it's just a little more bloody!"

He stepped into the ten zhang radius of the stone platform, and his body suddenly seemed to be in a quagmire, locked by a strange force, unable to move a single bit, and the bones of his body creaked, and he felt that he was almost about to be squeezed into a meatloaf.

With difficulty, he opened the cap of the bottle, and some silver powder was sprinkled on his body, Yeyang's body immediately returned to normal, he exhaled and took another step, but after taking a few steps again, he couldn't move again, so he sprinkled the silver powder again......

It took him half an hour to finally come to the front of the stone platform, and he looked at the beast bones, which were still covered with a layer of red mist, and he couldn't see through it.

The white bones are smooth and crystalline, full of peculiar lines, giving Yeyang a feeling of closeness, when it was far away, it was nothing, but now when I look closely, I feel more and more extraordinary, and it fits my heart rate, as if it is one.

"What kind of bone is this?" Yeyang wondered, at this moment, a mist in his mind suddenly moved, and a pair of Danfeng's eyes burst out with an unbelievable bright light: "This can't be a bone left by a flood of wilderness!"

And at the same time as the desolate qi in the body moved, this white beast bone also trembled, and the mist wrapped around it suddenly dissipated, and five fiery red characters appeared in his sight, which were even hotter than the flames: "Flame Nirvana Technique!"

The ancient and profound aura emanated from above, and before the night sun could react, a fire light suddenly shot out from the bones of the desolate beast, shining on his eyebrows, and a huge message suddenly entered his mind: "The spark of the stars can burn the prairie fire, the flame burns the sky, and is reborn from the fire; although the candle flame is small, it is endless; a thought is still alive, and it is immortal and ...... is not extinguished."