The tenth day is approaching, Long Yao Fairy, Yue Gongzi, and Demon Lord gather in Danyun, although the process is not known to most people.

But the result was amazing, Sect Master Fu Canglan Fu abolished his beloved daughter's dantian and agreed to let the Tilting Phoenix leave the Danyun Sect from now on.

And the Chang family, the family of cultivating immortals, that is, the maiden family of the sect master's wife Chang Yaoyao, has also greatly reduced its strength since then, and it will no longer be as glorious as before.

It's just that Jianyun Peak has been more and more excluded by the peaks of the Danyun Sect since then.

If it weren't for that day, Xiao Junmo, the peak master of Sword Cloud Peak, holding a sword with one arm and fighting the three peak masters with his own strength, the situation of Sword Cloud Peak in Danyun Sect would probably only be even more bleak.

And the hero of the matter, Tilting Huang, has never appeared again......

In the ancient palace, the tilting phoenix was lying quietly in the unknown blood-colored pool water, the purple phoenix mark at the center of the eyebrows was dim, the white dress had been dyed into bloody clothes, the dark blue bracelet was tied to the hand, and several hideous scars were faintly visible on the body with black gas, which was injured by the spirit of the world burning weapon, and the appearance was embarrassed.

Time passed quietly, and when the aura of the Tilting Phoenix gradually became stronger, the scars on his body had become shallow and disappeared.

Hazy purple light poured out from the statue of the purple phoenix on the side, and fell on the body of the falling phoenix. Her body slowly levitated, and the blood on her white clothes fell off one after another, and all of them fell back into the pool of blood.

At the same time, the feathers of the phoenix statue exuded a faint purple brilliance, and a pattern of about an inch flew out of it, forming a dark purple ball of light the size of three zhang to surround the phoenix.

Countless purple phoenix flying patterns swirled around the Tilting Phoenix, and one by one they fell on her eyebrows in an orderly and light manner.

When the three-zhang size ball of light pattern was completely printed on the body of the tilting phoenix, the purple phoenix at the center of the tilting phoenix's eyebrows was no longer dim and shining brightly, her fingers trembled slightly, and she finally woke up.

The countless pictures in his mind made Qian Huang stunned for a moment, and then he understood-those pictures were the cultivation method of the second stage of the growth chapter of the "Phoenix Sutra".

Thinking about it, the Tilting Phoenix landed lightly before he began to look at the palace where he was.

The palace is full of antiquity and mystery, but it is exceptionally empty. Only a lifelike statue of the purple phoenix is located in the center of the main hall, in front of which is a blood-colored pool, and several murals are carved into the walls.

The ferocious aura contained in the blood-colored pool shocked the tilting phoenix slightly, this is actually a crying blood pool?

If the Phoenix Tears Spirit Spring is a treasure chased by all races, then this Crying Blood Pool is the devil that they can't avoid.

The weeping blood pool is formed by the most precious essence blood of the phoenix itself, gathering their resentment when they die. And after thousands of years of accumulation, this resentment has not only not dissipated, but has become more and more intense. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as angry.

Except for the phoenix, anyone who approaches will be infected by this resentment and become a murderous devil who does not recognize his six relatives.

For the Feng Clan, although this pool of weeping blood had a slight impact on their minds, it was a holy relic for healing.

And with this statue of the Phoenix Maiden, even if she is affected by the weeping blood pool, she can baptize the negative influence.

Shocked, he walked towards several murals on the stone wall.

The first mural, divided into several smaller murals, seems to tell a story.

The man stood with his sword in hand, surrounded by enemies several times stronger than him. However, the man became more and more courageous the more he fought, and his sword moves were fierce, and no one could take his life.

The monstrous battle intent can pour out a little bit even through the murals.

In the second picture, the corpses are all over the field, the limbs are broken, and the face of the corpse can still be distinguished, vividly portraying an expression - fear, the fear of extreme despair.

And in the middle of this pile of corpses, there is a person standing straight, who is looking at everything around him with a smile on his face, as if admiring and enjoying the bloody feast in front of him. At the same time, at his feet, he was stepping on the head of a baby in swaddling clothes, and countless blood buried the baby's face......

In his eyes, killing people seemed to be just a game, and he was enjoying it all.

The third picture, completely different from the previous one, this time, the picture is densely packed with living human beings, all prostrate on the ground, and many of them are looking up at a certain high place, their eyes are full of fanatical faith.

And at the highest point of the picture, a figure who looks like a fairy is holding an ancient book, looking down at his feet with a smile like a spring breeze, all his people.

The picture also revealed a coldness, the smile of the god with the wisdom of the people who counted the world, but also with a kind of mockery and disdain, as if in his eyes, what he saw was just thousands of ants.

It was obviously a mural full of ancient atmosphere, but it was a little creepy to see, as if these were real.

He continued to walk to the next mural, but he didn't look at it closely, but just took a rough look at the murals.

One mural after another appeared on the walls, recording peerless sword gods, heroes of the world, and the Hades of purgatory......

The Tilting Phoenix retracted his mind, glanced at the statue of the Purple Phoenix, and left the palace quickly.

At the same time, he decided in his heart that he would never set foot here again unless he was dying one day.

It's too informative and too scary. Her instinct told her that these were not things she could touch now, and that it was better to leave early.

didn't know that the most terrifying thing had been taken away by her......

Leaving the palace, what caught his eye was the endless lush forest, and the phoenix raised his eyebrows, and when he looked up, two ancient characters of the Feng clan came into view.

Sure enough, it's the Phoenix Dance Ancient Hall on the edge of the small world.

Tilting Phoenix walked quickly to the Phoenix Tears Spirit Spring, picked a perennial peach, and left the small world of Yingyue in his mouth.

In the Inheritance Palace, the eyes of the Fallen Phoenix wandered between the four stone gates of Chenghuang, Burning Sky, Sword Spirit, and Seal—she hadn't forgotten why she was here.

There's a burning world out there waiting for her to throw herself into the net.

Although her body has fully recovered, it is just that her alien fire consumes too much spiritual power, and the Ding of the Burning World cannot be threatened with alien fire.

Just because of the Dingzhong Ding, the Burning World Weapon Spirit is an almost invincible existence!

Thinking of why he fell into the Dingzhongding, the phoenix's eyes were cold. Fu Tianyue, she is still too kind to the Fu family.

Tianhuang was suddenly shocked in her heart, when did she have this idea? Fu Tianyue was certainly wrong, but Fu Canglan in this world has never harmed her so far.

Why would she be angry with him? It's not like her usual style.

Crying blood pools?

Probably not. Her Majesty will not let her descendants be infected by the weeping pool she has made.

Was that still resentful of what had happened in her previous life, or was there something quietly affecting her mind?

With this doubt in her heart, Qian Huang took one last look at the four stone gates, and finally pushed open the sealing door - Cheng Huang Men was not sure if he could help him get out of the predicament, and the fire of the last spirit of the Burning Heaven Gate was not something that her current strength could touch.

As for the Sword Spirit Gate, the Moon God is still suppressed inside, so she doesn't need to send her to death.