There are five elements in things, there is fire in the five elements, and there are spirits, phoenixes and phoenixes in fire.

It is fire, and fire is it.

There has always been a legend among the monks that the fire phoenix feather, a treasure of the fire system, can have a flame breath if you get one, although no one has been able to confirm it for so many years, and even the fire phoenix itself does not know.

First, the fire phoenix exists in the mountains, before the demons of the ten thousand mountains, who dares to be presumptuous.

Besides, the fire phoenix itself is extremely powerful, do you dare to pluck its hair?

"Hmm, old dragon, I'm shedding. ”

"Mao'er is on your grandson's head. ”

"It's pretty good. ”

"Do you think he looks like my grandson?"

"Huh, what about Mao'er, why is this grandson so popular?"

The dragon king has been ignoring the series of nonsense of the fire phoenix, and it is already very annoying, but it tilts its head even more, and does not want to look at it.

But when it hears that it is about its grandson, how can it keep its nose up at it?

The huge dragon head turned around with a "swish" and looked at Mo Zhen.

Unlike the curious gaze of the fire phoenix, the dragon king observed it very carefully, after all, this was his grandson, and it was difficult to care about it or not.

The illusory shadow had condensed a lot more than before, and red lines of different thicknesses were spreading on Mo Zhen's body, as thin as a needle and thread in some places, and as thick as a finger in others, until it spread all over the body, and the red thread stopped expanding.

Looking at his grandson, who was like a red spider web, the Dragon King's face was ugly, and he asked angrily with his phoenix eyes.

"What did you do?"

"Tickle?"

Feng Wang, who thought that the dragon king was asking what he was doing, blurted out, causing the former to have a black line on his face, but there were too many dragon scales on his face, so it was not very obvious.

"I'm asking what you did to him!"

The second questioning made Feng Wang stunned for a moment, and then he realized what the other party's question was referring to, and he also realized that the problem seemed to be a bit of a problem.

The slender neck began to straighten back, and its gaze was a little evasive, but it could be seen that it had finally begun to observe Mo Zhen attentively.

"From what I've observed, this grandson has fire. ”

"Where did the fire come from?"

"How do I know?"

King Feng's pretending to be stupid made the Dragon King start to be irritable, his voice became low, and his tone was a little casual, "That Mao'er, where did it fall?" After finishing speaking, his eyes looked at King Feng without blinking.

“...... It seems to have fallen on the grandson's head. ”

"And then?"

"And then...... And then the hair was gone. ”

"Gone?" the dragon king's voice suddenly rose more than an octave.

"Then you tell him how the fire pattern came from!"

At this time, the lines on Mo Zhen's body had begun to crack, but the cracked skin did not have blood flowing, but was as deep as magma, which was very terrifying.

The temperature around him gradually increased, and the nearby plants withered rapidly, and the atmosphere was extremely strange, as if hell had descended, driving away all life.

Waves of questioning, as well as the unusual atmosphere at the moment, made King Feng start to feel a little weak.

"Again...... Look at it?"

Before he finished speaking, a flame rushed straight into the sky from the top of Mo Zhen's head, which startled the ancestor who played with fire, and the dragon king on the side was not much better, but he quickly recovered.

"If something happens to my grandson!

Although these two are "old monsters" who have lived for countless years, they have been living in the 100,000 mountains, and they have the most contact with the beasts in this mountain.

What's more, it is still a little dissatisfied in its heart, its fire is not an ordinary fire, it not only has destruction, but also has a resurrection, Phoenix Nirvana flame rebirth is not empty words, just because it cares about chaos, it can't calm down and think about this, the grievances in its heart grew rapidly, and it broke out directly.

"Who are you scaring about! Isn't it just a hair? Besides, my mother's fire is not hot! This grandson is so hot and I have nothing to do with it!"

"What old lady, old lady, do you know what mother means? What do you learn from those cubs who have gone out? Have you ever laid an egg? I tell you, stinky! This is my grandson! Do you know what a grandson is?"

"What's wrong with my mother? You didn't learn? You didn't learn where did the two words stinky girl come from?

"That's three! Three knows?"

Every word is-for-tat, and the topic has long been crooked.

The flames that soared into the sky were getting higher and higher, and the surrounding temperature was also rising, and his whole body was red, like Mo Zhen of a burning man, who opened his eyes.

Two golden rays of light burst out of his eyes and shone on the scaly body opposite.

"Whew!"

The Dragon King, who was already noisy enough to make a move, only felt that he was burned by something, and subconsciously let out a painful snort, no longer arguing with the Phoenix King, and turned his attention back.

When he saw the high-temperature rays in his grandson's eyes, he became thoughtful.

It's just that the Feng King, who is noisy with this evil breath, naturally died down when he saw that the Dragon King no longer opened his mouth, and when he saw the latter being shot into the blackened scales by two golden lights, he even reminded him.

"What are you thinking about? Spit out first to cool down. ”

One second it was still arguing, and the next second it was reconciled, and the speed at which King Feng turned his face was really textbook level, but women, it's all the same, few will really hold on to it, unless it's really the other party's fault......

King Feng's reminder made the long body of the dragon king who was in deep thought tremble, and his eyes lit up even more, as if he had thought of an idea.

Immediately lowered the dragon's head, and looked at Mo Zhen is breath of dragon, and the eyes of the Feng King who looked at it were straight, and said in his heart, Old Dragon, is this a pain and stupid?

But then, it has lived for an unknown amount of time, and it also looks straight.

After the dragon's breath enveloped Mo Zhen, the flames disappeared into the heavens and the earth, as if they had never appeared, leaving no trace.

The fiery red lines were also rapidly fading, and Mo Zhen's complexion gradually returned to normal.

Looking at everything in front of him, Huo Feng's hanging heart began to fall.

"How did you come up with that?"

Feng King's inquiry did not make the Dragon King raise his head, and of course it did not look at the Dragon King, both of them were staring at Mo Zhen.

"Haven't you noticed the surroundings, I've seen this cub and his father, the whole body is extremely rich in wood spiritual power, as if he is in charge of the Tianshu Palace, and he is considered an outstanding existence among human beings. ”

"Pick up the dry ones, don't talk so much nonsense. ”

Over the years, the Dragon King has often mentioned the story of his daughter and Mo Li, and the Phoenix King's ears have long been calloused, where is he in the mood to listen to it again?

Faced with the Phoenix King's interruption, the Dragon King seemed to be a little dissatisfied, and let out a heavy breath before continuing.

"This cub must have the same wood-based spiritual power as his father, you see that the surrounding plants are withered, what does this mean?"

Speaking of this, the Dragon King raised his eyelids and glanced at the Feng King, who was a little puzzled, and sneered, showing extreme disdain, as if he was despising the other party's IQ.

The latter naturally rolled his eyes in return.

"Wood rises to fire, your miscellaneous hair has given him a fire, the wood in his body has become the best fuel, and the nearby plants have contributed to him and withered, I also inadvertently figured out this. ”

"So you gave him a breath of dragon breath?"

Returning a teachable look, the dragon king continued.

"Yes, a mouthful of water is breathing, and while balancing your flame, it provides vitality for his wood attributes, water rises to wood, but there is one more thing I haven't figured out, why doesn't my grandson have water genus?"