Wu Feng had already faintly sensed that there was something on the red sword that loosened when the martial soul bloomed with its strongest power.

He had already sensed that the red sword left behind by his father was extraordinary and extraordinary.

Aside from the fact that the sword was cast with fire essence extracted from lava, which contains fire, it is not known what the material is.

When the red sword is used, it cannot exert a special and powerful power like many famous divine soldiers. However, it is as strong as the sword and sword, and it has never been struck through even the slightest gap.

Even, Wu Feng never needed to sharpen his sword, and the sword blade was always extremely sharp.

There was a snap, and something loosened, shattering like glass.

There was indeed a seal on the sword.

The inflammatory true qi erupted from the sword like a dragon.

The golden martial soul body then swayed with surging energy.

But in the face of this surging snow wave, the demonic power that rolls like a chariot of heaven and earth still seems so small, as if it is placed in Mount Tai.

However, this wave of qi was suddenly amplified.

Wu Feng waved the sleeves of his robe, and his eyes were sharp.

A huge ball of fire, Ling Xuan appeared, shaped like a phoenix, its color was treacherous, and there were even more human faces flickering, ignoring men and women, and the faces were evil.

Phoenix Fire.

Legend has it that it is the incarnation of the firebird, a flame left behind in the world when the phoenix was nirvana. wandered in the world, and was later accepted by Hades. It is a ball of fire with a purple upper layer, a black middle layer, and a red mass lower layer.

Whether the rumors are true or not, one thing is certain, this strange fire represents death.

When Wu Feng waved out the Demon Spirit Ring, he once again felt that something was broken.

Immediately, the surging Yuan Force passed through this phoenix fire, becoming more and more surging.

The old demon emperor suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

But it was too late.

The result of his all-out attack was that he didn't have time to dodge.

The terrifying part of the Old Demon Emperor's attack is not in the water itself, but in the netherworld power and extreme cold in the water.

And the ability of the Demon Spirit Ring lies in changing the attributes of true qi and spells through the power of various demon spirits. For example, last time, Wu Feng borrowed the power of the wall-piercing ghost. Covering Yun Hailan's earth escape with the power of piercing the wall, he was able to break through the protective formation of the southern city and enter the underground palace left by the ancestors of the Yun family.

And now the phoenix fire summoned by Wu Feng will attack and kill the thousands of deaths of the Ji Division. With the attributes of Netherfire fire.

It is also the trick of the Thousand Deaths of the Taboo Department "God King Coffin, Sword Emperor Tomb".

The Blood Coffin Emperor, the Sword Tomb is proud of the world, and the power of the tyrant to die once again suppressed the Old Demon Emperor.

The identity of Phoenix Fire is similar to that of the ghost pawn of Hades. It was several levels higher than the spirit that was condensed in the attack by the old demon emperor, and with the ability of the Thousand Deaths of the Taboo Department, the ghostly chicks with a heart-rending sound came out from the monstrous cold water, and they dissipated one after another.

"Ahhhh......h

The phoenix flames that burned everything were surging out, wanting to completely refine his soul.

If there is a flame that can exist in this vast sea of ice, it is only a ghost fire like Phoenix Fire. However, even if it is a ghost fire, it can also send a resentful soul like the old demon emperor to the west to die!

"The Emperor...... Unwillingly......" The old demon emperor's voice trembled deeply and painedly.

The sword mound turned into a storm of blades that dominated the universe and pierced down. The soul and demonic power of the old demon emperor were truly shattered, and they were wiped out without a trace under the scorching coffin of blood and fire forged by the flames.

The waves are calm.

The white bone boat floating on the surface of the sea shattered, and the giant bones sank to the bottom of the sea.

The ghostly aura on the surface of this sea has also subsided by half.

Wu Feng stepped over and saw two crystals falling, one red and one black.

Red is the color of blood and fire, and black is the color of the sea and the netherworld.

Before they landed on the surface, Wu Feng gently tucked them into his palm.

The power of the martial soul faded.

This fierce battle, which was too much beyond Wu Feng's own strength, finally came to an end.

The grievances left by the ancestors. That's it.

Wu Feng suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and landed in the inky black water, looking up at the brilliant aurora.

Suddenly, Wu Feng found a distance. There was a blue shadow coming at me.

He was startled.

At this time, if you are attacked by some powerful creature, you will definitely die. This battle really consumed too much of his physical strength, and he used all his strength to make the remnant soul of the old demon emperor finally disperse, which aggravated his internal injuries.

But when this shadow approached. Wu Feng suddenly felt a softness in his heart.

It was a dark blue horse, only half the size of a horse, with a fur as smooth as satin, shimmering seductively in the aurora light, and running with a graceful temperament like the sea.

When it approached Wu Feng, its pace suddenly slowed down, and its eyes looked at Wu Feng, with a clear light in its eyes, so clear that it made people feel that they wanted to forget themselves.

Wu Feng didn't move, looking at it quietly.

He suddenly felt an inexplicable familiar aura, as if it had been destined in fate.

The horse approached him cautiously, then hung its head and licked his palm.

The red and black crystals were swallowed directly by it.

It was indeed attracted by the demonic power crystal nucleus left behind by the old demon emperor.

Wu Feng watched the horse eat the fruits of his hard work, but he didn't feel annoyed at all.

He tenderly touched the top of the horse's head, its mane as soft as a wave.

The horse rubbed its shoulder affectionately.

Wu Feng suddenly remembered that three years ago, when he was still in the Valley of Forgotten Worries, Zheng Zhihe Tan Wusong had told him that he had to get a good horse.

This uninvited horse may have been destined for him.

"Will the fierce spirit also have any luck?" Wu Feng asked in the sea of divine consciousness.

"Nonsense. That rabbit is a celestial demon clan, not an ordinary rabbit, as long as it can grow to adulthood, it can reach the cultivation of the Heaven Conquering Heaven, and later it will become a saint, how can it be ordinary?"

Stroking the top of the blue pony's head, Wu Feng asked softly, "Will you follow me?"

The pony's eyes shone brighter and clearer, like sapphire, rubbing against him tenderly and joyfully.

Wu Feng jumped up.

The pony raised his head and ran forward on the waves, Wu Feng's weight seemed to be like a floating leaf to it, without the slightest feeling.

When he arrived on the shore, Wu Feng said: "I suddenly remembered, I still have to give you a name." ”

The blue pony neighs happily and understands human speech.

With such spirituality, it is really a peerless BMW, and it has swallowed the demon power crystal nucleus left by the old demon emperor, and when it grows up, it must be unimaginably majestic.

Wu Feng looked down at it, only to see that the coat was dark blue, and his eyes were as smart as pills, which made people happy.

"I'll call you Ranmaru. Wu Feng didn't hesitate for a moment, and then spoke.

At the sound of the name, the horses neighed more and more merrily, shook off their hooves, and galloped off into the distance, as if with great satisfaction. (To be continued.) )