Mozun, she came across from the Nvzun country

Chapter 711 The Emperor's Wrath 01
At this moment, Zifeng City, which is thousands of miles away, is attacked by a mysterious strong man.

The night was misty, and the Yanfeng Palace was in a bloody storm.

A large number of palace people escaped from the palace.

The Yanfeng Palace is shrouded in the melodious sound of the flute, and those with a little weak willpower, or a flashy god, will be controlled by the sound of the flute.

The night engulfed everyone like hell. Countless Nanxu soldiers who invaded the palace wounded themselves and killed themselves. The palace staff and guards covered their ears and rolled on the ground.

In the majestic palace, Feng Feili was standing on the glazed tiles. He was still dressed in crescent white plain clothes, playing a flute solo.

Looking at the fighting and bloodshed below, Feng Feili was neither surprised nor angry, his eyes were still clear and indifferent.

The elders of the Nanxu Clan's illusion skills are advanced, but they can't resist the sound of the flute, which is a forbidden technique of the Feng clan.

The elder at the head shouted: "Set up the formation! Kill Feng Feili!"

There is a vision in the sky tonight, it is the night of the five-star chain, and it can be used to restrain the phantom sound.

A few elders set up a formation, the night sky was twinkling with stars, and the formation changed infinitely in an instant.

With a bang, raging flames rose and surrounded the entire palace.

The sound of the flute was intermittent, Feng Feili looked far to the south, his whole body seemed to be lingering with unresolved sadness.

She said that he would not be able to wait for the summer to come to Zifeng City to see the blooming Tumi and red lotus.

Suddenly, a gust of wind struck, and the sky was filled with white tidbits, like a snow scene in a prosperous age.

Feng Feili stretched out his right hand, and the pure white petals fell gently on his palm. The twigs were blooming, and midsummer was coming.

The petals in the palm of his hand were gone with the wind, and Feng Fei was full of fear in his heart. It turned out that he had been restless in recent months, because he could no longer see her, and he missed the appointment.

There is no need to play the jade flute, the sound of the flute made by the jade flute seems to be sad, it seems to be sad, and it gradually sinks with Feng Feili's mood.

A few elders of Nan Xu couldn't resist, fell into madness, and even killed their companions.

The leading elder said in a deep voice: "Close your eyes and concentrate, everything is empty, don't be distracted!"

In an instant, the flames shot up to the sky, like a fire dragon, it rolled towards Feng Feili.

The sad flute sound was still echoing in the air, and it was able to control the flames.

The direction of the flame changed abruptly, and everything returned to its original owner.

The elder muttered silently, and the flames turned into sparks and fell all over the palace.

Suddenly, a chain of five stars in the night sky appeared.

The leading elder couldn't hide his excitement: "The forbidden technique phantom sound of the Feng clan may disappear from now on!"

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and thunder and lightning resounded!
There was a loud bang!Thunder hits the ground!
The air couldn't hold the strong illusion, and countless palaces collapsed.

The flames rolled like a flood, sweeping across this eternal palace.

Feng Feili stood facing the wind, her clothes fluttering, as if she was in a sea of ​​fire, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her lips, the blood melted into the jasper flute, the jade seemed to be stained with blood.

The leading elder said: "Feng Feili, tonight is your death day."

The fire was out of control.

"Since I'm here, I'll stay here forever." Feng Feili closed his eyes, and the cherished memories emerged. He met her for the first time in the bamboo forest late at night. Walking in the snow to find plums, chasing in the woods after drinking, the shadow of the sky, farewell.

The fire is not controlled by the formation, and it rises with the sound of the flute, devouring everything without any rules.

ah!Several elders yelled, their bodies were already engulfed by the flames, never expected that Feng Feili would set himself on fire and die together.

Along the perimeter of the moat, the Yanfeng Palace was engulfed in flames.

The white tea leaves are in full bloom, and the city is full of tidbits.

At the beginning of July, the red lotus blooms for the first time, and the pond is full of strange fragrance, red like weeping blood.

The interlacing of white and red, the intertwining of holy and monstrous, enveloped the entire Purple Phoenix City.

Now both civilians and nobles fled out of the city in panic.

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(End of this chapter)