It is a warm sycamore forest, covered with tall sycamore trees.

Chen Qian stepped into it, and with his strength, he still felt a little scorching, as if he had entered a huge oven, intruded by the power of flames. It was quiet and quiet, silent and lifeless. The hometown of Phoenix, worthy of its name, is also a dead place forgotten by the years.

Looking into the depths, the increasingly intense red light is blooming, red and blurred.

Phoenix-perched sycamore.

The little red bird flew with joy, faintly absorbing the power of the flames around it.

She flickered up and down, left and right, like an excited red lightning.

Chen Qian watched for a while, raised his vigilance, and slowly moved forward.

After a long time, Chen Qian suddenly stood still. Ahead, there is a quiet dense forest, and the scenery is very beautiful, and the red leaves are shining in the sunlight. However, Chen Qian's expression was solemn, turning a blind eye to this, he looked ahead vigilantly, and the rolling waves under this tranquility were hidden in this peaceful warmth. A transparent and invisible deadly force, like a 10,000-year-old beast, crawling, half-squinting, waiting for an opportunity to devour any existence that dares to invade.

A killing intent.

A crack.

A fault.

That may be the remnants of the super powerhouse, containing the breath of death, the killing intent broke through the space, causing a crack, and the two sides of this area were folded up, and it was the fault it caused that divided.

And the most terrifying thing is that on the opposite side of this death mark, a red strange shadow is confronting Chen Qian!

Chen Qian knew that he was not mistaken.

The little red bird also sensed the danger, as if facing a great enemy, and its feathers were fluffy and sharp like a vigilant hedgehog. faint gaze and that kind of arrogance and extravagance, but finally revealed her phoenix true body a little. Around, those fiery forces seem to have found a home, and like a flood that has found an outlet. Countless bits of red light flew towards the snowflakes, like small whirlpools, converging and gathering towards her.

Choke!

The Tianshu Sword is no exception, it has already been consciously and spontaneously unsheathed, this gorgeous, sharp heavy weapon, at this moment, the edge is exposed, the brilliance is flowing, and even the fiery red of the sycamore seems to be shaken open.

A sword shines in Kyushu.

Chen Qian didn't dare to relax, the releaser of this killing intent was much higher than his own realm, it was unimaginable, even if tens of thousands of years had passed, it was still terrifying.

No wonder this is an S-class task, I'm afraid, those characters of the Thorn Academy can't even get past this first hurdle, and what can they find in this phoenix hometown? It's just a waste of time to go around the periphery.

He launched a palm, which was one of the Kunlun masteries that he had reached the extreme, the Tianluo Hand.

A crystal handprint, imprinted in the air.

It seemed slow, but it quickly hit that killing intent!

Boom, like thunder and lightning, in an instant, the killing intent was excited, and the counter-kill came back in an instant!

A bright match, like a huge sword light, pierced Chen Gan's eyebrows, making him unavoidable!

Through time, through space.

Far away, in the midst of confusion, and in the midst of shattering, Chen Qian seemed to see a great genius, a super-powerful hero in the history of the human race, smiling, stretching out a finger and pointing at his provocation, like crushing an ant to death! This blow made him creepy, and his whole body trembled, both frightened and excited.

The remaining killing intent was comparable to the fatal blow that the silkworm dealt to himself on the day of the wasteland. Chen Qian experienced the same feeling again.

"Point!" Chen Qian shouted, cracking the earth and sweeping across the sea of sycamore forests.

On his fingertips, a tiny, transparent ball of light appeared.

This small particle like glass slag contains endless power, and it is the pinnacle blow of Chen Qian's pulse power realm!

Gather the power in one point!

Two small dots collided, but it was like two worlds colliding and destroying each other.

There was no sound, no explosion, only an endless scorching light, comparable to a hundred times the light of the great sun in the sky, released violently......

Disappear silently, the surrounding scenes, all the tangible existences, are disappearing silently!

Chen Qian's whole body shook violently, and he retreated dozens of feet, and then his blood stopped.

No one knows what kind of existence he was shocked with just now!

A huge arc-shaped pit appeared, and Chen Qian was standing on the edge of it.

A huge red phoenix flew over violently and landed in front of Chen Qian's eyes, it was the strange red shadow.

Chen Qian was first taken aback, then dumbfounded, and then a kind of sadness and fear.

What made him change his mood was naturally this phoenix - if it could still be called a phoenix. In fact, the statue that fell into Chen Qian's eyes was a kind of thing that did not know his life and death. There was only the skeleton of the phoenix, but there was no body, and in addition, half of the wings were completely broken, filled with black ashes, and only a messy twisted wreckage remained. The body on the other side is not much better, the body is destroyed, the flesh and blood are crumbling, if it weren't for those half-scorched fiery red feathers, if it weren't for the kind of tyrannical, but noble breath, who would dare to say, this is a phoenix?

The monster that was originally full of murderous intent fluttered down, but it became sluggish and dazed, and its hesitant body, swaying, had long since turned into a hole in the eye sockets, without a trace of brilliance.

Haw!

The little red bird howled violently, and it flew around this huge being, and screamed, very painful and desolate.

Ahem!

The phoenix finally stopped hesitating, it looked up to the sky, and wanted to let out a proud phoenix song, but only a dry staccato sound remained.

"Could this be the remnant of the phoenix killed by the Terran superpowers? After so many years, death should have dissipated a long time ago, right?"

Chen Qian said to himself, however, he was relieved when he thought of the Phoenix Nirvana, whose vitality was full of miracles.

This phoenix must be full of obsession.

In the same way, the residual killing intent may not be a blow from the Terran Dynasty to suppress the Phoenix.

Even, both of these are just unintentional, only because of their own strength in life.

Give!

The red light turned into flying feathers, flying towards the little red bird, the same blood, the same homogeneous power flowed, this is the great inheritance of the ongoing race.

Chen Qian knew it in his heart and didn't stop it.

When the little red bird finished absorbing and turned into a peacock-sized person, it changed again.

She flapped her wings and began to fly around Chen Qian, circle after circle, circle after circle, while chirping incessantly.

"This ......" Chen Qian suddenly had a bad premonition.

Yikes!

This little phoenix, the last remaining existence of Nangong Qinyin, after the last high-pitched chirp, actually flew towards the Wutong Forest, that is, the deepest part of the phoenix's hometown!

"Qin Yin!" Chen Qian subconsciously wanted to stop it, but slowly, one by one, and finally stopped.

"Since you're leaving, follow in the footsteps of your race!" he sighed slightly.

"I just hope you find your way home......"