Chapter 111 Suzaku's Wrath
The Vermilion Bird burned into flames, flying like a great ball of fire towards the nest that imprisoned the golden-winged roc.
At first, she didn't realize what was holding the golden-winged roc in place, but when she flew closer, she suddenly felt a trace of the breath of the second ancestor of the phoenix.
It was filled with memories of her past, and she was reminded of many things in an instant, and then she quickly realized what it was made of.
'Fengqi Sycamore' is a strange tree that grows in an immortal volcano, and is not afraid of flames when it is born, and it is not afraid of the decay of time when it is dry.
Although the volcano lost its withering due to damage to its foundation at the time of the eruption, it never showed the slightest sign of decay, and it lasted for tens of thousands of years, and it was always the same as before, except that it no longer grew, but it never withered.
It is Suzaku's home, and no matter where Suzaku goes, she always cares about it.
She didn't go back to the Immortal Volcano to check the traces of the Feng Clan, nor did she go back to see the place where she once lived. However, this does not mean that she has no feelings for Sycamore.
At this time, I saw that someone actually cut down the sycamore wood, transferred it here, and together with the phoenix nest, used to set up this prohibition.
Suzaku, which already possessed the power of destruction, exploded in an instant, and one terrifying flame after another bombarded the prohibition that imprisoned the golden-winged roc. Just as she was about to descend on the phoenix's nest, she suddenly encountered an invisible barrier blocking her way.
Although I don't understand how the three little guys got into the ban, Suzaku has its own way.
Yin fire, yang fire, unquenchable phoenix flame, lifeless phoenix flame, Vermilion Bird True Fire and even the flame of destruction were all used by Suzaku to use it, all kinds of flames were attached to the barrier like maggots on tarsal bones, and the barrier that originally seemed indestructible began to melt slowly, and Jin Peng, who was originally talking with the three young men in the phoenix nest, was stunned at first, and then showed ecstasy.
His eyes were confused at first, but after looking at Suzaku's figure for a long time, he suddenly remembered her identity.
"Auntie?"
He let out a light call in disbelief, and then turned into a golden-winged Dapeng bird the size of dozens of zhang and flew towards the place where the Vermilion Bird was.
"Aunt~" He slowly flew to Suzaku's side, and couldn't help but call out, his voice trembled, but his eyes were a little moist.
He did a lot of evil back then, and he never thought that someone would come to save him, and what he didn't expect was that the person who came to save him turned out to be his aunt Suzaku, who had disappeared when he was young.
The incomparably excited heart of his heart, the long-lost warmth from family affection, melted a lot of the coldness in his heart in an instant.
In the original hypocrisy and cunning self, there is quietly a trace of sincerity.
Hearing his call, Suzaku, who was originally angry, was stunned at first, but the anger in his heart quietly retreated. In any case, the person who cut down the sycamore tree was just to make a nest for the Golden-winged Roc, and although this nest was a place to imprison him, it was better than a cold cage after all.
According to the memories of the Sixth Heavenly Demon King, this poor child had been imprisoned in the phoenix's nest for more than 30,000 years.
She has also been imprisoned for a long time, and naturally knows what it is like to be imprisoned. Her anger quietly subsided, and then she still used the flames to burn the barrier that prevented outsiders from entering and leaving Jinpeng.
Seeing that the barrier was getting thinner and thinner, and was about to be burned by the flames of the Vermilion Bird, a majestic voice suddenly sounded: "Who is it that dares to break the seal of the Sealed Demon Land." ”
It was a yellow-robed monk with eight ring scars on his head, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, stepping on an auspicious cloud under his feet, followed by a group of monks who looked quite young and hurried towards the Suzaku.
"Haozhuang, help me stop this group of bald donkeys. ”
Seeing that the ban was about to be broken, Suzaku didn't want to fall short, but he didn't withdraw his hand, even if he asked Haozhuang to stop the person for him.
"Master, offended. Haozhuang had already noticed them when his group of monks arrived, and now that he heard Suzaku's voice, he sighed and stopped in front of many monks.
"Donor, that golden-winged Dapeng is an ancient demon, a wing of 90,000 miles, the master of the poor monk also spent several years to make up the trap before he was captured, Your Excellency and don't make a mistake, let him out for disaster. The monk saw Haozhuang's chief salute, and after first bowing back, he immediately spoke out to persuade him.
He already knew her identity when he saw Suzaku's Burning Sky Fire, and he was also very clearly aware of the difference in strength between the two sides. He knew that he wouldn't be Suzaku's opponent, but he couldn't watch Suzaku burn the ban and release the demon.
Now that Haozhuang is in front of him, he doesn't want to do it, but wants to convince people with reason and break through Haozhuang's obstruction as soon as possible.
Haozhuang turned his head and glanced at the Suzaku who was burning the ban with all his might, but he sighed, then shook his head and said, "Entrusted by my friend, I have to do it." Today's golden-winged roc, we will definitely save it. If Jinpeng is really a disaster in the future, he will definitely be arrested with his own hands. ”
As soon as his words fell, the monk at the head folded his hands and said, "Amitabha." ”
"Amitabha. "More than a dozen 'Amitabha Buddha' suddenly sounded, and many monks appeared in their hands with magic wands, they waved the magic weapon in their hands, and they lit a Buddha number in unison, and then attacked Haozhuang together.
"Ten Thousand Swords Great Array, Disease. ”
Watching them make a move, Haozhuang was not afraid, and immediately pointed at the sword, and the ten thousand flying swords suddenly flew out of his body, and none of them turned into the size of a person, and then bloomed with various colors of light.
Each flying sword uses a different sword technique, as if thousands of peerless swordsmen are shooting together.
The power of the flying sword was immense, and although the wands of those monks were majestic, they only lasted for a moment before they were all seriously injured.
The monk at the head is a master of the realm of the pinnacle of true immortals, and with the rating of Buddhism itself, it is the great perfection of relics.
Seeing that Haozhuang was unstoppable and stopped all the monks, a helpless wry smile appeared on his face. Then he sighed and said, "Since the donor is stubborn, then don't blame the poor monk for being ruthless." ”
As soon as his words fell, he suddenly took off the robe on his body, turned into thousands of zhang in size, and covered the entire Demon Sealing Land overwhelmingly.
"Damn, little mouse, it's almost there, stop him. ”
Before Haozhuang could react in the slightest, Suzaku shouted again.
"Hey, that's it!" Haozhuang let out a long sigh, then looked ahead with cold eyes, pointed his fingers to the sky, and said: "Ten Thousand Swords ~ Return to One" (to be continued.) )