Chapter 815: Feng Zu

As Feng Zu walked down the Phoenix Terrace and walked out of Tiannan, the immortal volcano that had been silent for 40,000 years recovered.

The immortal volcano is not a single volcano, but a myriad of large and small volcanic groups that have been suppressed.

The Tiannan anomaly occurred, and the entire flood was shaken.

The eyes of almost all the big people were on Tiannan, including Daozu.

Fengzu is a person of the same generation as Daozu, and he is not an unknown person, but the emperor who leads an era, if this flood is the closest to the mixed yuan, it must be this Fengzu, there are one or two peaks in every era, Fengzu was a peak of the dragon and phoenix era, and only the Eastern Emperor Taiyi can compete with it in the Lich era.

However, in the era of the dragon and phoenix, Taiyi has not yet been born, and in the era of the lich, the phoenix ancestor has been retired, and it can only be said that every era has the peak king of each era, and in their era, even those quasi-saints have to avoid its edge.

As the age of the saints was coming to an end, the ancient king moved.

The Tiannan volcano erupted behind her, like a fire that had been suppressed for more than 40,000 years, burning half of the sky.

The south of the earth is on fire, the magma is like a waterfall, and the black smoke is billowing out, like the end of the world.

Even Zhun Ti was also shocked, when he used the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree to fly the fire phoenix that the old woman turned into, and the fire phoenix ignited the fire of Nirvana and wanted to fight hard, Tiannan moved, a gorgeous figure, thousands of fire spirits followed, and the fire phoenix turned into the old woman with tears in her eyes, and made a high-pitched voice of the old phoenix, greeting her king.

In the desolate world, all the birds with spirits worship to the south of the sky, and the birds are long with the phoenix.

It was pouring rain in the East China Sea, and the old people of the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest were mourning their deceased king.

"Why did the saint come to my Tiannan!" Feng Zu condescended and asked, his voice was very good, but his majesty was also extremely heavy.

Zhun Ti clasped his hands together, "This is not Tiannan. ”

Feng Zu Feng's eyes were slightly raised, and he said lightly: "Wherever I am under my feet, it is Tiannan." ”

This is overbearing, but it is true, under the feet of Feng Zu, the earth is fiery red, the magma is cross-flowing, and it has returned to Tiannan, not to mention the sky, which has been occupied by the fire spirit.

Zhun raised his eyebrows and his heart beating, and he forcibly suppressed Nameless and said: "The predecessors acted so recklessly, causing all spirits to suffer, and the tens of thousands of years of cultivation of the predecessors will also be destroyed in one fell swoop." ”

Feng Zu said lightly: "Isn't this forced by the saint?"

Zhun raised his eyebrows suddenly, and forcibly suppressed his anger and said: "Poor Dao has no malice, he just wants to accept the order as a disciple." ”

The corners of Feng Zu's lips twitched, and his voice became even colder, "You also know that he is my son, so have you asked me?"

Quasi-mention concluding remarks.

After a while, he said: "This is the fate of heaven. ”

Feng Zu sneered and said, "Now I tell you, I don't agree, you can go." ”

Feng Zu's arrogance made Zhun Ti's face tighten, no matter how he said it, he was also a saint, and if he was a saint, he didn't care about face.

"Fellow Daoist, are you going against the sky?"

"You mean you?"

Feng Zu leads the existence of an era like this, even if he doesn't speak for a long time, once he speaks, he still gets to the point.

Zhun Ti, the great wisdom saint, also couldn't bargain for a little in front of her.

In terms of experience, the quasi-poor is still far away.

So from the beginning he was suppressed.

Both in terms of momentum and rhetoric.

Zhun Ti stretched out his hand, he wanted to press down Feng Zu with force.

Feng Zu chuckled, and stretched out his hand at the same time, the sky behind her was quiet, and then the heavens and the earth shook, and the volcano erupted backwards layer by layer, and Feng Zu had already slapped the saint.