Chapter 342: Ancient Phoenix Inheritance
The earth-shattering noise shook most of the beast god's sphere of influence, and the gods were all frightened, waking up from their sleep, from various things, and looking up in the direction of the beast god city.
A moment after the loud noise, a phoenix roared through the heavens and the earth, and the gods had not yet looked away, but they saw that the sky was suddenly full of purple light, and a round of purple sun rose from the horizon, causing everything in heaven and earth to lose their color in an instant, and only the noble and mysterious purple was left in their eyes.
"Phoenix God!" A roar exploded, and the terrifying divine power made the gods shake their bodies again, and some weak true gods even burst their legs directly and fell to the ground, while the ordinary beast clan, the seven orifices of the Xuan level bled out, the body of the saint level was cracked, and the heaven-level and earth-level below were just stunned, and there were no other major problems.
But this is also terrifying, it can be said that the beast god is angry, and the world is bloody.
roared, but the beast god didn't make another move, just now he was so angry that he slapped directly on the ancient slope of Luofeng with one claw, and as a result, although the place was cracked, it was not destroyed, but a terrifying purple phoenix burst out of it.
The Purple Phoenix Flame burned a layer of charcoal from the palm of the beast god's hand, and even the terrifying scales were burned to the ground.
This is amazing, the strength of the beast god is known to the world, but he was burned by a phantom, even if this is left by the same mysterious and powerful Chaos Gu Feng, it is still unbelievable.
But this purple phoenix only had the power of one blow, and after burning the beast god, it turned into a purple sun and ascended to the sky, and then exploded with a bang in the roar of the beast god, turning into a little purple light rain sprinkled without a trace of power.
Therefore, the beast god just wanted to make a move, but he couldn't get out, so he could only hate itchy.
He looked down at the Luofeng Gupo again, but found that the Luofeng Gupo at this moment had long since lost its previous charm and had become an ordinary hill.
As the so-called mountain has a god and a spirit, this ancient slope is suspected to have buried the ancient phoenix before, so there is a spirit, at this moment the ancient phoenix dissipates from the rain, and it is naturally not spiritual.
This makes the beast god really feel like a dead dwarf or a live slug, extremely disgusting, like being punched by someone, but unable to return it, it can definitely drive the gods crazy.
The beast god here had itchy teeth and had nowhere to vent, and finally left angrily, while Zhao Yun appeared in another space with Wen Daodan, who only had half of his chest left.
Wen Daodan can almost be said to be dead, only the head is left in his body with a small half of his chest, only the backbone is still intact, and it looks extremely weird and terrifying, but Zhao Yun has a feeling of relief.
Because as soon as she entered this space, Wen Daodan's backbone no longer glowed, the sacrifice stopped, Wen Daodan at least did not dissipate again, and wisps of purple mist submerged into her body, although it did not regenerate her limbs, she held a breath.
... Hope is another nirvana rebirth...... Hey, she's almost all gone, and if she comes out again, I won't be in her belly... Strange thoughts suddenly flowed through Zhao Yun's mind.
He placed Wen Daodan's body on a soft cotton cloth before looking up.
This is a temple with a simple shape and a huge space, which is the seat placed in it, each of which can be tens of meters wide and dozens of meters high.
This temple is not dark, because there is a purple fire burning, emitting a hazy light, just above the vast and huge building, the purple fire is like a starry mosaic, and it is constantly changing directions, drawing a brilliant trajectory.
Above the spark, it should be the spire of the temple, but there is chaos, as if the heavens and the earth have not opened, and the starlight cannot shine, but it makes people feel that there is infinite life in it.
Just as Zhao Yun looked around, the purple sparks changed, and began to fall in waves, light and swaying, as if with a joyful mood.
He was so shocked that he immediately stood up, concentrating on vigilance, worried that these starfires would attack, but before he could make any other moves, Wen Daodan behind him suddenly floated, and his backbone emitted a dazzling light. chamberlain
This bright light was like a fierce flame, and it actually burned up Wen Daodan's body in an instant, and Zhao Yun instantly only had a spine bone and a purple bright sphere left in front of him, and there was a golden imprint on the sphere, which was the appearance of a heroic woman sitting on the throne with a golden sword.
The next moment, the chaos in the air fell, and the purple fire fell into its arms, surging towards the direction of the backbone and the purple sphere, and finally there was no more chaos and purple light in the temple, completely gathered in front of Zhao Yun's eyes, outlining a graceful figure.
This is a chaotic woman with purple fire muscles, her whole body is purple and transparent at the moment, and it is vaguely visible that the whole body is covered with dark and shiny bones, but the backbone bone is still the purple ancient phoenix bones.
In addition, the purple ball of light with the mark of the Malaysian Golden Knife woman was obviously integrated into her brain, which was Wen Daodan's divine soul and personal imprint, which was retained, and it can be seen that it was not a seizure, but at this time she was not fully formed, and it could still be seen that it was spliced by purple fire, and her consciousness had not yet awakened.
At this moment, a light sigh suddenly sounded in the depths of the temple, Zhao Yun turned his head to look, but saw that there was a faint purple light, like a bright light veil, the light was disillusioned, and under the light veil, there was a sculpture, it was a woman, with a blurred face and a graceful figure, standing on a high platform, holding a small tree in her arms.
A light sigh came from the statue of the woman, and when Zhao Yun looked at it, he saw that the stone sculpture suddenly opened its legs and walked down from the high platform.
This step seems to be real and imaginary, and it is impossible to figure it out, only when she really steps on the ground, Zhao Yun is finally sure, she walked down, and she is sure where she went.
This is terrifying, if it is a fight, the opponent will be difficult to predict, and the result is likely to be easily hammered by this woman.
Click.
The woman stepped again, also unpredictable and immeasurable, Zhao Yun's eyes jumped, because the footsteps finally landed in front of him, and suddenly there was another person in his eyes, as if teleporting.
This woman stood in front of Zhao Yun, although it was carved out of unknown stone, but it made people feel her body temperature, and felt that her skin was soft and soft, this woman Zhao Yun had seen it, because she was the seventh baby.
And her strength, Zhao Yun knew even more, because Lan Ye had shown the scene of them fighting the giants of light.
At this moment, Qiwa turned into a stone sculpture and stood in front of him, but it was like a living thing, looking at him carefully.
Zhao Yun's eyes jumped, but he saw that Qiwa moved again, still unpredictable, and finally found that the other party actually went around behind him, with stone arms around his waist, a delicate nose close to his ear, and the small tree was thrown to the ground with a snap, and rolled away with a grunt.
Vaguely, Zhao Yun seemed to hear a nihilistic "!@#¥%......"
He didn't react when he heard it, because he didn't dare to move, Qiwa's arm was like a real person, and it was very soft to hug him, Qiwa's nose actually had a snort and spit, and the warm breeze swept through, which made people intoxicated.
"Son?" a delicate and slightly hoarse voice appeared in Zhao Yun's heart, this was the voice of Qiwa.
"Why is it only a while, even my son is so old......" Qiwa hugged Zhao Yun and sniffed and smelled, her expression gradually became smarter, and her tone was softer and more real.
Zhao Yun didn't dare to move, didn't dare to talk, and urged Lan Ye to show up quickly, after all, he was an old acquaintance, at least let this terrible stone woman let go first.
He didn't know the temperament of Qiwa, and he was afraid that he would be broken by the other party's arms when he opened his mouth rashly, so he asked Lan Ye to go out and play the friendship card.
The next moment, the blue light flickered, and Lan Ye appeared outside, and yelled at Qiwa: "You perverted baby hugger, let go!"
Brushing it, Zhao Yun and Qiwa's surprised eyes fell on Lan Ye at the same time.