Hua Ci held the white bone in his hand, and endless flames came out of his hand.

The flames followed the remaining white bones and went straight to the Bai clan patriarch, who was shocked by Hua Ci's action of cutting off the thunder whip, his eyes widened and he retreated one after another, but he was unwilling to give up the white bone thunder whip in his hand.

The fire burned, and the white bones gradually turned from white to yellow, then blackened, turned into charcoal, and shattered, falling from the air.

"You!"

The patriarch of the Bai clan destroyed the White Bone Thunder Whip due to rhetoric, and just as he was about to fight back, he saw that flames had already ignited beside him.

wanted the patriarch of the Xuan clan to help, but the patriarch of the Xuan clan was already too busy to take care of himself in order to suppress the rhetoric with the stone tablet.

Without the interference of the thunder whip, Hua Ci concentrated on dealing with the pitch-black stone tablet above his head.

Hua Ci picked up the Mochizuki Sword and slashed towards the stele, but only sporadic debris was seen, and the stele showed no signs of shattering.

"Rhetoric! Don't waste your efforts! This stone tablet is the strongest in heaven and earth, how can it be shaken by ordinary swords! If you'd like, we might as well sit down and talk about it now! ”

Breaking through the flames, Hua Ci directly caught the stele with his hand.

The whole body of this stone tablet has been burned by the flames released by the flowers, but when the flowers are touched, it is still a heavy meaning, and the fluctuations in this stone tablet cannot be felt at all.

If it is an ordinary stone monument, if it is subjected to such a fierce fire, there will already be some fluctuations in its interior.

But the inside of the stele is very strong, and the temperature of the flame cannot shake its internal structure in the slightest.

There seem to be thousands of stone tablets neatly stacked in the stele without interference from the outside world.

Therefore, the spirit sword attack of the external force was of no avail at all.

If it can't be shattered again, the soul of Huaci may always be oppressed and collapse.

In addition to the Moon Sword, the Phoenix Feather Bow also resisted for Hua Ci in the flames.

The whole body of the bow was glowing with golden light, and the silver strings were like silk, and the rhetoric couldn't help but pluck it.

"Zheng—"

Although no arrow was shot, the vibration of the bowstring caused flames to flicker all around.

Hua Ci's heart moved.

The stele cannot be broken from the outside, and if the phoenix chirping from the phoenix feather bow penetrates into the inside, there may be a chance to change from the inside.

So Hua Ci immediately picked up the phoenix feather bow, and instead of drawing out the spirit arrow, he tightened the bowstring and loosened it violently!

"You can't even shoot spirit arrows now? Hahahaha! ”

Although the patriarch of the Bai clan was still struggling in the flames, he watched Hua Ci pull the bowstring, but no spiritual arrow was shot, and he laughed loudly.

"Not good!"

The patriarch of the Xuan clan kept his attention on the stone tablet, and the patriarch of the Xuan clan was the first to feel that something was wrong.

"Boom-"

There was a loud muffled sound from the stele.

As soon as the flower felt the effect, he immediately pulled the bowstring again.

"Zheng—"

"Zheng—"

"Zheng—"

After three sounds, the stone tablet in mid-air made a sound that shook the heavens and the earth.

"It's broken."

Hua Ci watched as the middle of the stone tablet above his head cracked, and immediately added another fire.

Once there is a rift, it is only a matter of time before the whole thing cracks.

The flame of rhetoric only shortens the process.

In the firelight, the rubble cracked.

The patriarch of the Xuan clan not far away also spurted out a mouthful of old blood and coughed wildly.

It seems that this stone tablet is not only the treasure of the Xuan clan, but also closely related to the patriarch of the Xuan clan.

Originally, the state of the patriarch of the Xuan clan was much better than that of the patriarch of the Bai clan in the flames, but as soon as the stone tablet was broken, the patriarch of the Xuan clan seemed to be crumbling in mid-air.

Without any obstacles, Hua Ci immediately fanned a flame to wrap the two of them.

"If you know each other, extinguish this fire, otherwise the two clans of the demon world will not be finished with you!"

The patriarch of the Bai clan is still hard-mouthed.

"Rhetoric! You have destroyed the treasure of my Xuan clan, and I will definitely let you pay for your life! ”

After the stone tablet was shattered, the patriarch of the Xuan clan no longer had the original stable mood, and at this time, he didn't know where to release a demonic qi and went straight to Huaci.

"The stele is destroyed in my hands, and I will die with you today!"

Similar to Wen Dao, the several patriarchs of the Demon Realm naturally have their last resort.

Seeing the mad state of the patriarch of the Xuan clan, the patriarch of the Bai clan also seemed to have made a lot of determination, and immediately used a black demonic qi towards Hua Ci.

For a moment, Hua Ci felt that the world was plunged into a black air.

The rhetoric can't see the surroundings clearly anyway.

"You're going to die here today!"

"What about True Phoenix cultivation? It's not like we've been defeated! ”

Hua Ci felt that the voices of the patriarch of the Xuan clan and the patriarch of the Bai clan were scattered around.

Hua Ci thought about the dark place, and after shooting a few arrows, there was no response, and this black demonic qi seemed to have built a void realm.

Any power used will be absorbed and devoured by it.

And this demonic qi is also constantly devouring Hua Ci's body, and Hua Ci faintly feels that the demonic energy around him is invading his body.

Lightheaded.

There was also a thin patch of black gas near his own consciousness.

Hua Ci tried several times to use the fire to break through the black gas, but to no avail.

The black demonic qi became thicker and thicker in his body, and Hua Ci couldn't even feel the end of his divine sense.

Hua Ci can only constantly urge the divine consciousness to resist the demonic energy.

In addition to the spirit of attack, Hua Ci felt that his chest was suffocating so badly that he couldn't help but spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

If this continues, I'm afraid I'm going to die here.

After a moment of pranayama, he sat down cross-legged.

Concentrate on one's own consciousness, just as when you merge with the soul of a true phoenix.

At this time, in addition to the change in his cultivation, the most different thing from before was the golden phoenix that perched on top of his divine consciousness.

The spirit of Huaci is concentrated on the phoenix, and Huaci always feels that this phoenix not only has endless aura, but also seems to have a trace of vitality.

If you can rush it at this time, maybe there is still a chance.

The soul of the true phoenix seems to be a golden gossamer in Hua Ci's body, scattered everywhere, and Hua Ci concentrates on attributing it to his own divine consciousness.

Offering to the golden phoenix through his own divine sense.

After a few breaths, Hua Ci actually felt that the phoenix seemed to have awakened.

The black demonic qi continued to invade him, and he spat blood from his mouth.

Almost close to the moment of coma, Hua Ci fully supplied the last trace of aura to his divine sense.

Vaguely, Hua Ci saw the phoenix above his divine consciousness rushing away from his green divine consciousness.

Then Hua Ci's soul spread out of his body, and he saw a golden light flash between his eyebrows.

After a phoenix roar, the golden phoenix broke through the black demonic qi and soared straight into the sky.

And the bodies of the two patriarchs of the Xuan Clan and the Bai Clan also dispersed with the demonic qi and continued to dissipate.

"It's over."

That demonic energy was the last resort of the two patriarchs.

Hua Ci watched his body fall suddenly.

After the death of the patriarchs of the two clans, the disciples of the two clans scattered and fled.

When the disciples of the Yanghua Sect saw this scene, they immediately rushed to tell each other.

I couldn't hear what they were shouting, but it was supposed to be some good news.

Hua Ci vaguely saw Nan Xing and Chen Qiu going straight to her falling body.

The breeze blows, and the soul of flowers flutters with the wind.

Suddenly, Hua Ci saw what seemed to be a red figure picking up his body, and then his soul lost consciousness.

……

When he woke up again, his soul had already returned to his body, and in addition to his surprise, he saw that the room he was in seemed somewhat familiar.

"Huaci, you're awake!"

It was Chen Qiu's voice, and then Chen Qiu and Nanxing's faces came into Hua Ci's eyes.

The two of them helped Hua Ci up, and Hua Ci also recognized that this was Wen Dao's room in the Demon Realm, but there was a figure in red standing not far away.

It's not that this person looks more slender.

"It's the Witch Doctor Patriarch."

Chen Qiu glared at Hua Ci and explained.

As the red figure turned around, a familiar smile appeared, the sun shone on the red cloth, and Hua Ci seemed to see the days of selling jade bait cordyceps in the Northland Snow Plain again.

"Someone from the Qing Clan and the Zhu Clan in the Demon Realm was injured before, and the Lin Nong of the Qing Clan had some friendship with my Witch Doctor Clan, so I have been in the Demon Realm recently."

The patriarch of the witch doctor clan was now dressed as a man, with bright eyes and bright teeth, dressed in red, with some black medicine bottles hanging from his waist, and mysterious herb patterns embroidered on his robe.

"You have fused the soul of the true phoenix, but unfortunately the spells used are too messy, and it is difficult to reconcile them now."

The patriarch of the witch doctor clan frowned, and his eyes seemed to have the warmth of his women's clothes.

"True Phoenix Three Souls and Nine Spirits, I only fused three souls and eight spirits at that time, and one soul and two spirits were fused alone."

Rhetorical explanation.

"Sure enough, it's too miscellaneous!"

The Witch Doctor Patriarch sighed and approached.

"The golden phoenix that flew out of your body should have been fused in advance by one soul and two spirits, although it has the meaning of nirvana rebirth, but it has not been completely successful,"

"At the moment of crisis, the golden phoenix awakened with the power of other souls, but it could only be a matter of moments."

"What's the matter with that coma?"

Chen Qiu said with concern.

"How can there be two souls in one body? Naturally, it was awakened over there, and Hua Ci's own soul was squeezed out. ”

"How can that work, this is the body of the rhetoric, how can it be invaded."

Chen Qiu grabbed Hua Ci's arm, a little anxious.

"Don't panic, I naturally have a way."

The three of them looked at the Witch Doctor Patriarch in unison.

"The easiest way is to leave it alone, I'll prescribe some medicine, as long as Hua Ci doesn't take the initiative to urge, the phoenix won't wake up, Hua Ci only needs to use time to slowly turn the cultivation in this soul into his own, first fuse and disperse, the phoenix will not wake up without offerings, and finally fuse this phoenix as well."

"How long will that take?"

"If you're lucky, it's thousands of years."

"Huh?! So long! ”

Nanxing was shocked.

"It's been a long time?! That's the cultivation of the real phoenix, the height that ordinary monks can't cultivate in 10,000 years, as long as it is fused, isn't it a rhetoric! Great opportunity! ”

The witch doctor patriarch was a little excited for the first time, and Nanxing immediately shut up when he heard it.

"What else can be done?"

What I just said is the easiest way, and I want to know what other ways there are.

"There is another way, that is, I will help you take out the phoenix that is fused by one soul and two spirits, so that you will have no worries about cultivation."

The Witch Doctor Patriarch explained.

"Isn't that a part of the cultivation that can be fused?"

Chen Qiu spoke.

"That's true, but there's an added benefit."

"What's the benefit?"

"Maybe I can save Wen Dao."

The Witch Doctor Patriarch looked at the three of them earnestly.

"Smell?! He's alive?! ”

The trio's eyes widened.

"Of course not, he is a dead soul now, but at that time he had a true phoenix spirit on his body, and when he was dying, that spirit protected the soul of Wen Dao."

"And what is the situation of Wen Dao now?"

"Half dead."

"What?"

"It is to use the golden phoenix with the meaning of nirvana rebirth, maybe it can be resurrected and heard."

The Witch Doctor patriarch is not entirely guaranteed.

"Then try it."

There was no hesitation.

"Are you sure? That's a lot of cultivation, and a monk may have to cultivate for a thousand years. ”

"Sure."

Nanxing and Chen Qiu looked at Hua Ci and nodded silently.

If the same situation were to happen, everyone would make the same choice for each other.

……

The patriarch of the witch doctor clan set up a formation, and golden light continued to fly out from Hua Ci's body.

Three days and three nights.

A golden pill was condensed from the top of the formation.

"This can save Wendao?"

Chen Qiu pointed to the golden pill that the patriarch of the witch doctor clan was holding in his hand.

"Go try."

……

Wen Dao was sealed in a formation, his face was snow-white, and he was not alive.

The patriarch of the witch doctor clan urged the formation, and the three of them immediately saw a golden light flash on Wen Dao's chest.

Hua Ci seemed to be able to sense this missing true phoenix spirit at this time.

The patriarch of the witch doctor clan placed Jin Dan on top of Wen Dao's body, and then set up a formation again.

I saw a ray of golden light from Jin Dan straight to Wen Dao's body.

"Has Wen Dao's face changed?"

"Is there any demonic energy gathering in Wen Dao's body?"

Several people gathered around Wen Dao, carefully observing the changes around them.

"Did you come back to life?!"

A day later, Jin Dan disappeared.

"Why haven't you woken up yet?"

Nanxing saw that the patriarch of the witch doctor clan had removed the formation around Wen Dao, and Wen Dao looked no different from usual.

"That golden phoenix can only wake up for a moment when he is offered, he relied on the golden phoenix to save his life, when he wakes up, it depends on fate."

"Huh?!"

"Even if the True Phoenix Nirvana is reborn, it won't be able to come back to life immediately, just wait slowly."

……

The three of them waited in the Demon Realm for three months, and there was no sign of waking up.

During this period, Hua Ci refused the invitation of the patriarch of the witch doctor clan to practice in the witch doctor clan, but he inquired about many good places where he could meditate and cultivate.

Chen Qiu learned a lot of alchemy recipes from the Demon Realm and the Witch Doctor Clan.

Nanxing is going back to Yanghuazong today to help Shen Yushu deal with various post-war affairs.

The sunlight pierced through the purple clouds of the demon realm, and the heavens and the earth were peaceful.

(End of chapter)