The gray-brown eyes are very clear, and at first glance, they look very kind.

"See the High Priest." Nangong Ling crossed his hands, put them on his chest, and bowed to make a big salute.

"Ah Ling, what's the matter with finding the deity?" The black-robed high priest looked in a good mood, but his voice was unexpectedly not coarse and hoarse, with a little warmth.

It's the exact opposite of his scary appearance.

He is also very affectionate to Nangong Ling. It is enough to see his love and attention to Nangong Ling.

"High Priest, in this world, is there really a Heavenly Destiny Xuanfeng?"

"Why did you suddenly remember to ask this? Naturally, there is. The black-robed high priest's gray eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had fallen into some kind of memory, "If you one day attain the attainment of the Great Dao, enter Samadhi, and see the immortality, you will understand that many ancient legends are not just legends. “

Nangong Ling immediately stood in awe: "What is Taishang Avenue?" ”

The black-robed high priest replied with two words: "Flying Heaven." ”

Nangong Ling's eyes were extremely hot: "However, this Seven Mantra Continent has been in this continent for thousands of years, and no one has been able to successfully fly to the sky. It is said that the gate of heaven is closed, and the Taishang cannot peep. ”

"Huh." The black-robed high priest chuckled, "Ah Ling, you are still a child, these are still too early for you. Let's talk about what happened. ”

The black-robed high priest knew Nangong Ling very well.

If you don't have something urgent, you won't contact yourself.

This child, like a fart since he was a child, follows him around in the dark deep palace, and he can't get rid of it. Over time, he got used to it.

Jealous of the curse king, lonely for too long, unable to refuse the attachment of a human child.

"That's right, about Fenghuo-"

Nangong Ling described the unbelievable events that happened on the battlefield of Qingtianyao to the black-robed high priest.

The more the black-robed high priest listened, the more strange his eyes became, and in the end, his gray-brown pupils contracted excitedly: "This power is even worse than the true fire of the phoenix." It's a bit like, the Fire Swallowing Charm. ”

"Not Wind and Fire?" Nangong Ling was stunned.

"Half and half." The black-robed high priest said, "Fifty percent of the probability is the phoenix fire, the fire of the young phoenix; Fifty percent of the likelihood is an inextinguishable fire-swallowing spell. ”

"Phoenix?" Nangong Ling was stunned, "Isn't it the Heavenly Mandate Xuanfeng?" In the ancient city of Phoenix, the legend of the phoenix is the destiny of the phoenix! ”

One is an adult complete body.

One is a juvenile chick.

Naturally, the power is not the same.

The black-robed high priest explained, "The flame of the Heavenly Mandate Xuanfeng is golden. According to Ah Ling, the wind and fire are mostly green and blue, and they are more like Qingluan, one of the five young phoenixes. ”

Nangong Ling admired it even more: "You are still the high priest, you are well-informed. ”

"However, in this Phoenix Ancient City, if there is really a Qingluan haunting, it is worth a trip to the deity." The eyes of the black-robed high priest crossed the color of greed.

"So, what is the Fire Swallowing Charm you are talking about?" Nangong Ling asked the doubts in his heart one by one.

"It's a very old spell." The eyes of the black-robed high priest crossed with jealousy, "It's a ...... Created. ”

Nangong Ling frowned: "One? ”

What's one?

How did the high priest say half of it?

aroused his curiosity.

"Little ones don't need to know much." As soon as the black-robed high priest remembered the cursed lord,