Divine beasts are nirvana, but they can not be sought, not every divine beast can have such a strange fate.

Nirvana, in ancient legends, only exists in the phoenix race, stems from the strength of the bloodline, a drop of essence blood can be reborn in the fire, people call it an immortal bird.

They are too old, they flourished before the primeval times, they are a race that is older than the four divine beasts, and they are in the same era as the Ancient Sword Venerable.

At that time, the thousands of worlds were different, and there were too many legendary ancient races supporting the prosperity of heaven and earth, such as the Great Dragon Clan, the Chaos Clan, the Houtu Clan, the Mahagu Clan, and the Rama Ancient Clan......

The so-called prosperity and decline, these ancient races have all disappeared in the long river of history without exception, and the fall of the Phoenix clan is the most puzzling, and it is still a mystery for the ages.

Why did such a so-called immortal race disappear so completely after the ancient times?

However, their bloodlines have been passed down, and a very small number of primeval and ancient ethnic groups have been fortunate to have them, and the southern Vermilion Bird of the primeval four divine beasts is regarded as a descendant of the phoenix.

Otherwise, thousands of worlds are once again moving towards prosperity, and the phoenix bloodline ushers in a blowout diffusion, which is relatively diluted by purity.

As a result, more and more races have the ability to achieve nirvana, and at the same time, the conditions for nirvana have become extremely harsh, and bloodlines, chances, and even the danger of death are indispensable.

Nirvana gives the divine beast the possibility of rebirth once or even several times, and the strength of the divine beast after nirvana will also be stronger.

But this is not endless, the ability of Nirvana comes from the phoenix bloodline, in the final analysis, this is foreign, not self-reborn, and will eventually burn out.

Some even die in the process because the bloodline is too impure to support a nirvana.

Even the Suzaku clan, which is regarded as the descendants of the phoenix, has only the most powerful patriarch who has survived three nirvanas without being destroyed.

As for the God Devouring Python, how much phoenix bloodline it contains in its ancient bloodline, and whether it is enough to support this Nirvana, it is unknown.

At least for now, in Luo Han's feelings, its life pulse is very strong.

Coupled with the mistaken belief of Xuan Cang and others, it was judged that it would definitely succeed in Nirvana this time.

In fact, they all thought wrong, Luo Han did not have the slightest trace of ancient blood, and it was true that his tears saved the God Devouring Python, but it was all because of the origin of the Ancient Han Dragon Jiao.

The origin, born with blood, and blood, are inextricably linked.

Compared to the faint bloodline of the God Devouring Python, which was obtained out of nowhere, this origin is equivalent to a solid body.

Normally, the divine beast nirvana is to transform itself into a cocoon, but the devouring python chose Luo Han's body, in a sense, this is no different from returning to the origin.

Xuan Cang and the others don't know this cause and effect, and the two come from the same heaven and earth, and according to common sense, it is reasonable for him to have a purer bloodline.

After some explanation, although Luo Han was in the clouds, he could be considered to have a rough understanding, and the God Devouring Python had no worries about his life, so he put his mind at ease.

I look forward to the day when it wakes up and becomes stronger, the image of the dragon in the sky before is far beyond the coercion of the Emperor God Realm.

Xiaobai was still hooked on his shoulder, hanging upside down with his big head down, and he couldn't help but always want to touch his back.

It stared at the lifelike dragon and muttered, "Snake, wake up early, or I won't be able to guarantee that the wine will be kept for you." ”

Sikong Mo listened to this, his face twitched, even though he knew that this little guy had emptied one of his wine cellars, he still didn't feel angry when he heard it with his own ears.

Xuan Cang looked into the distance and said, "This time it's really going to be war." ”

Several people followed his gaze and saw that the people of Xishatian were coming in the air.

Qing Kui laughed from afar, "Xuan Cang, how is the tenth thunderstorm?

He was indeed deeply frightened by the image of the dragon just now, but it only lasted for a moment, and then he could no longer feel the slightest breath, he believed that it was a vision of the extreme burning of the bloodline before the fall, so he dared to come up and attack again.

Xuan Cang smiled, "This kind of taste is something that a courageless person like you can't experience in his lifetime." ”

Blatantly mocking, he clearly remembered the fear of the other party at that time, and even opened his mouth to beg him to stop fighting.

"Hmph!" Qing Kui was stabbed in the sore spot, speechless.

So far, he has repeatedly fallen into passivity, and he can't bargain in words, and he is already furious.

He said with pity, "I see how long you can be proud." ”

Xuan Cang's heart was shocked, and he reacted intuitively, and sent a message to Mo Li, "Go back and take a look, I'm afraid the eldest grandson can't do it alone." ”

"No, the elites of the Western Heavens are all here, two Dharma protectors, five palace masters, and who else is the opponent of the eldest grandson. Mo Li was puzzled.

"Go!" Xuan Cang didn't have time to explain to him.

When Mo Li heard this tone, he suddenly felt that the situation was serious, he had been with Xuan Cang for the longest time, and he knew that he was like a god, so he didn't dare to delay immediately, and hurriedly broke through the air.

Qing Kui didn't stop it, he couldn't stop it, he just scoffed, "The reaction is quite fast, but is that enough?"

Xuan Cang replied coldly, "What if it's not enough, it's not too late to clean up you first." ”

At the moment, the devouring god python is nirvana, and the form of the battle has taken a sharp turn, and it is already the limit to take a Mo Li, and he is not sure if this is the other party's tune.

"Hmph, be ashamed, be careful that none of your Galan Academy dies. ”

Xuan Cang was unmoved, he didn't believe that Qing Kui dared to be so mad as to take all the students under the knife, there were forces behind them, and there was no shortage of supreme beings.

It was also a big gamble for him.

He needed these students to hold back tens of thousands of sect members in Xishatian, even though he had killed a lot of people in the previous Divine Tribulation Formation, but now his own number was still at a disadvantage.

He gambled that the other party had scruples, and in the same way, the instructions he gave were only to drag on, creating time and space for him, and he was going to annihilate all the elites of the Western Heavens here in a one-on-one way.

His eyes were cold, and he said coldly, "It's useless to talk more, let's see the real chapter under your hands!"

After that, he suddenly made a move, and the two winds swirled straight to Qingkui, just like a dragon breaking through the sky.

"Give it to me!" Qing Kui gave an order and took the lead to meet him.

The black robe of the Dharma Protector went straight to Qiu Wanzhu, and the five palace masters of the Five Spirits Palace faced the other three elders and Luo Han respectively, as for the white robe, he did not move for the time being, and his face was hidden under the miserable white mask, which made people confused about their intentions.

Qiu Wanzhu held his spear horizontally and said, "The new Dharma Protector, how did the one before you die, be careful to follow in his footsteps." ”

In the battle of Senluo Immortal Domain, Xuan Cang once told him that he knew how the black robe was abolished.

The black robe on the other side didn't say a word, and shot directly, swaying around his body, as if stepping from the Nine Hells.

"It turned out to be a mute. "Qiu Wanzhu does not refuse, and the gun picks up the sky.

Sikong Mo, Xi Yao, and Yu Wenhao had already fought with their respective people, and for a while, the spiritual power was raging and the space was shaking.

Luo Han looked at the two people in front of him and smiled lazily, "Do you think so highly of me?"

Before he could finish speaking, the tiger's roar rang out, and a streamer shot out from his shoulder.

He emptied his buzzing right ear and frowned, "You want to deafen me!"

"Roar!"

With a roar, Xiao Bai's body turned into a few feet, his colorful divine patterns were dark and shiny, and he picked up the big claws of the grinding plate and slapped them at one of them.

Luo Han looked at the rest of them and said, "It seems that you are my opponent." ”

The man responded angrily, "You killed me and sat down hundreds of brothers, Hong Kai ended up blowing himself up, and I will settle this account with you sooner or later." ”

"Sooner or later?" Luo Han was stunned, isn't it now?

At this moment, a white light pierced the sky, carrying terrifying fluctuations, and swept straight towards him.

(End of chapter)