Suzaku Divine Domain.

Outside the boundaries of Taiwu.

When the woman dressed in the endless red glow stepped out of the cage, she suddenly swayed upward, like a phoenix dancing for nine days, stepping into the void.

Then he walked across the vast domain, and it was thousands of miles in an instant.

......

In the Wutong courtyard of the Hundred Battles City, Song Hanshan sat in the room for a long time, until the wine jug on the table was empty, Song Hanshan shook his head, picked up his snow-white sleeve robe, and after taking one last look at Lin Huang, he turned around and left.

"Stop!"

Just as Song Hanshan pushed open the door, a clear and beautiful voice with endless indifference suddenly sounded in his ears.

Listening to the sound falling from the sky, Song Hanshan's complexion suddenly changed slightly, and the snow-white cloak flew up in an instant, and then wrapped his body tightly, as if facing a great enemy.

Only between breaths, there was a ripple tremor in the dark and cold room.

A woman clad in flames suddenly stepped out of the void.

The woman's figure is extremely beautiful, and her slender figure is full of femininity. But she is covered with golden flames, and her gentle eyebrows are full of precipitous at the moment, which makes the woman's gentleness disappear and is quite domineering.

"You ......"

Song Hanshan suddenly frowned, and stiffened in place with a slight stunned expression.

After the woman appeared from the void, she only glanced at Song Hanshan coldly. Then he walked quickly to Lin Huang, slowly squatted down, and hugged Lin Huang in his arms, with a strong sense of love in his hoarse depth, just like holding the latter in his arms many years ago, his voice was gentle, as if he was humming a ballad:

"Xiao Huang, my mother is here!"

The woman was covered in endless golden flames, and even people in the Saint King realm did not dare to underestimate her. But when she hugged Lin Huang, the flames didn't seem to hurt Lin Huang in the slightest.

Holding Lin Huang in her arms, there was a smile on Huang Ayasha's indifferent and beautiful face, she held Lin Huang's head with both hands, pressed her forehead against her forehead, and the corners of her mouth were pampered with comfort, "Xiao Huang is not afraid, my mother is here...... My mother is here......".

"Why don't you cultivate the Taixuan Nirvana Heavenly Sutra, it was given to you by your mother, why don't you cultivate?"

"But...... It doesn't matter if Xiao Huang doesn't cultivate, because my mother is here!"

The woman held Lin Huang in her arms like that, her voice was gentle and full of doting, as if she was afraid that she would make a louder noise and make a noise to Lin Huang.

But as the woman spoke, tears flowed involuntarily, completely uncontrollable.

Huang Ayasha's snow-white hands caressed Lin Huang's face, watched carefully, and on her tearful face, she smiled again, "She really looks like her mother, but she must be as stubborn as your father!"

In the dark room, the woman was covered in flames, holding Lin Huang, who could be half a head taller than her if she stood up at this moment, crying and laughing, where was there still a little domineering.

At the moment, she is just a mother.

A mother who has missed her blood and flesh for more than ten years, and finally sees her today.

She hugged Lin Huang tightly like that, gently wiped the blood on Lin Huang's face, straightened out Lin Huang's white hair with a slight trembling hand, sorted out Lin Huang's messy clothes, and whispered softly in Lin Huang's ear......

In the room, Song Hanshan also came back to his senses, looking at the woman who was squatting on the ground in front of him, bending down and holding Lin Huang tightly into his arms, with a hint of dryness in his voice, he asked tentatively and affirmatively:

"Are you...... Huang Ayasa?!"

When the dry voice sounded in the room, the woman's body also stiffened slightly, and then returned to normal, and then she gently picked up Lin Huang and put him on the bed.

With the wave of the snow-white palm, a layer of golden flames condensed suddenly appeared around Lin Huang's body, like a golden transparent cocoon enveloping Lin Huang in it.

After doing all this, Huang Aya straightened her waist and turned to look at Song Hanshan.

And the moment Huang Ayasha turned her head, the intense gentleness on her face was all retracted, replaced by a piercing indifference and endless murderous intent.

Between the slender steps, the flames around the phoenix silk yarn were monstrous. The pair of eyes pretending to be the sun and the moon stared at Song Hanshan domineeringly, and his voice was cold: "You killed my Xiaohuang?"

Song Hanshan rolled up his sleeves and nodded slowly, "My name is Song Hanshan! Lin Huang killed the people of my Song family! I killed him with the realm of the Martial King, it's not too much."

"Really?"

Huang Ayasha snorted and laughed, and when the jade hand waved, there was an extra night-perched sycamore in the palm of her hand, "Then you kill Xiao Huang, I will kill you with the Saint King realm, it's not too much!"

Song Hanshan frowned.

"I don't fight women much, what's more, you're just a wisp of remnant soul, even if you can achieve infinite nirvana, you're not my opponent!"

Song Hanshan said gently.

In the room, the woman stared at Song Hanshan indifferently, no longer paying attention to the latter's words, only between the waves of her jade arm, the void of the dark room was suddenly split into a crack.

At the other end of the crack, it's too empty!

The next moment, the two people in the room disappeared and appeared in the vast void.

"Nirvana World!"

Song Hanshan's figure took the first step into Taixu, and he was greeted by the woman's indifferent and ruthless voice, as well as an ancient golden sea of fire.

The sea of fire swept thousands of miles, and golden plane trees bloomed in the monstrous golden flames. On top of each golden plane tree, there seems to be a phoenix.

They're slowly recovering!

The next moment, the ten thousand phoenixes in the Nirvana world roared, causing the heavens and the earth to tremble, and the sun and the moon swayed.

Between the roars of the ten thousand phoenixes, they directly covered the vast sky, like a torrent of holy beasts, and went straight towards Song Han Mountain.

And in the middle of the endless sea of fire, the woman with her bare snow-white feet, lightly on the sea of fire, like the master of this world, ruling over all the phoenixes, staring at Song Hanshan with pity and indifference.

Song Hanshan's face was unprecedentedly ugly and dignified.

Previously, Nantang Eleven's methods only made him feel a little difficult. In a blink of an eye, the Nirvana world he encountered was very different.

Legend has it that the Nirvana World is one of the few invincible worlds on the continent. Where its world comes, everything in heaven and earth can be burned to the ground.

Even if the demon body of Song Hanshan Eight Desolation Town is draped, it is difficult to resist this legendary Nirvana world where the mountains are burned and the sea is boiled, and the gods are killed.

As soon as Huang Aya made a move, it was a move to dominate the world.

Moreover, Song Hanshan could still feel that the woman in the distance who was staring at her being besieged and killed by Wanhuang was not only wearing a phoenix martial spirit, but also possessing a Taihuang holy body.

In a world of fire, she is the master!

Stepping into the world of Nirvana in just a breath, Song Hanshan was besieged and killed by ten thousand phoenixes, and was even more overwhelmed by the golden monstrous sea of fire. The sea of fire was boiling, as if a world was burning, just to kill him Song Hanshan.

Song Hanshan struggled for a long time.

But even if he was wearing the Eight Desolation Town Demon Body, he couldn't dispel the domineering flames that burned all the internal organs in his body, and he even felt that even his own divine soul began to die.

Then, Song Hanshan sighed helplessly, waved his arm in the sea of fire, and slashed around his body......

Where Song Hanshan's arm slashed, the monstrous flames around him were instantly still, like water flowing into ice, and those flames were also frozen.

And in the void, when Song Hanshan's arm crossed, his murmuring voice also sounded:

"Time is like a river, cut off the river!"