After cultivating immortals, she became the darling of heaven

Chapter 611 Feng Shui takes turns

Suzaku's divine fire was scurrying around in her body, and every inch of her tendons seemed to be scorchingly painful.

Little did they know that the huge bird flying in mid-air took a look at her, showing a surprised expression. Although it is only a remnant soul now, this human being caught by its Suzaku magic fire has persisted for so long, it is really a good seed.

It doesn't want such a good seed to fall under its hands.

"Suzaku, what are you still doing, why don't you hurry up!"

From time to time, Bu Feiyan emitted purple gold thunder fire and Zhuque divine fire, and the two different flames alternated on her body. The Suzaku divine fire was only a small wisp, but it made her suffer a lot.

But she didn't want to understand why the Suzaku stopped suddenly and stared at her.

Seeing the slightly dazed Suzaku in mid-air, he was so angry that he waved the ink pen in his hand and cursed, "Sure enough, he's a piece of trash with incomplete mind and soul, who can't understand human speech,"

Although Suzaku only has a remnant soul, it can still understand people's words. As a divine beast, it is proud, how can such villains be presumptuous in front of it?
"Humans, you are so courageous, how dare you insult this divine beast!"

Suddenly Suzaku spit out a flame as red as blood at him.

A mass of blood-red flames was reflected in Elder Silver Lion's pupils. He backed away while trying to bring Suzaku back into the painting.

However, it is easier to invite God than to send God away. Did Suzaku come when he called and go away as soon as he called?
"You...you...what are you doing, you are...you are going to rebel—ah!!!!"

The blood-red flames instantly surrounded him, and the old man was immediately surrounded by flames, howled, and turned into ashes in a blink of an eye.

A pure black ink pen fell on the ground.

The phantom of Suzaku in the sky glanced at Bu Feiyan, showing a look of relief, and turned into a phantom and returned to the painting.

The painting was suddenly automatically ignited by an unknown flame.

Bu Feiyan stood up staggeringly, only to see that the two flames that had been alternating on her body had merged into one, and the pain in her veins disappeared.

The color of her purple gold thunder fire looks closer to gold because of being tempered.

"How could it be that Suzaku actually devoured the Silver Lion?"

The people in the Holy Palace witnessed all this and looked at these people as if they had seen a ghost.

However, Bu Feiyan ignored their gazes and flew over the crowd to the Eastern Emperor Bell in the center.

Her pupils shone with golden light, and through the pupils of Delusion, Bu Feiyan could see a faint crack inside the Eastern Emperor Bell.

Could this be the trace left over from the great war that year?

The surrounding law enforcement officers who tried to sneak attack were all torn apart by the ferocious ghost and two beasts. The method was extremely cruel!
Looking at the man in fluttering red clothes, handsome face, full of ghostly aura, the elder whose face was swollen from the beating kept backing away, with a look of horror on his face.

"Ghost... ghost king!"

However, before he finished speaking, he was stopped by Devil May Cry and the two beasts.

Suddenly, the vines on Bu Feiyan's wrist opened up into white flower bones, twisting continuously there.

Got it!

With a flash of inspiration, Bu Feiyan raised his hand and struck at the trace with a wave of spiritual power.

At the same time, Wei Zelan, who was inside the Eastern Emperor Bell, moved in sync with her, and the two stabbed at the mark with their long swords at the same time.

"boom--!"

A fierce roar sounded, and a big hole appeared in the Eastern Emperor Bell. A cool and handsome man in white broke through the hole and flew out of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

The broken Donghuang Bell was turned into a small ornament, and it was put into Wei Zelan's hands.

Although the Donghuang Bell is broken, as long as the hole on the Donghuang Bell is repaired with the rare treasures of heaven and earth, it can still be used.

This time, Sheng Gong really lost his wife and lost his army, and got a Donghuang Bell.

However, even this short second of distraction will bring him a fatal blow.

Gong Wujiang, who was fighting fiercely with Lu Qingyun, saw that the Donghuang Bell had been broken, and was so enraged by others that his eyes turned black and he vomited blood.

It was in this brief moment that Lu Qingyun caught his breath leaking out.

Lu Qingyun's eyes flashed brightly, a good opportunity.

A green light flashed in his eyes, the wood spirit beads in his body spun rapidly, and the spiritual power of his whole body was gathered in the palm of his hand and poured into the white jade flute.

The pure white jade flute bloomed with strong vitality, and the blue light flourished.

Suddenly, countless snow-white petals condense together, forming a sword shape, releasing pure blue light, and piercing Gong Wujiang's chest with a 'swish~'.

Gong Wujiang suddenly felt a chill in his chest, he was startled, and in a hurry, he gathered his energy and condensed it into a spiritual force to protect his chest.

"puff--"

The hastily condensed shield was pierced like flimsy paper, and the pear blossom sword pierced through his body.

A blood hole suddenly appeared in Gong Wujiang's body.

His wide-open eyes revealed an expression of disbelief, "How...how did this happen...your strength is simply impossible...to kill Bengong!"

Gong Wujiang's heart was shattered by Lu Qingyun's sword, and his vitality was rapidly passing away.

All the tendons in his dantian were destroyed by Lu Qingyun.

A dignified strong man was reduced to a waste with his dantian destroyed.

Heh, his muscles and bones have been tempered to perfection, even if his heart is broken, he can persist for half a day.

But how ironic is that right now?He was actually defeated by Lu Ming.

"If you add me," a cold female voice came from behind him.

It turned out that the old man in white had already died under her sword, and the sudden stiffness in his body just now was caused by Li Qiu's flapping hand.

At this moment, the formation of the entire palace was instantly shattered, and a large group of monks surrounded the hall.

The ten sects led all the middle and low sects under their jurisdiction to surround the entire holy palace.

The corpses of the disciples of the Holy Palace were lying outside. At this moment, the corpses of the Holy Palace were all over the field, filled with gunpowder smoke, and the standing banner was trampled under the feet of these monks.

Gong Wujiang's eyes turned red immediately, but unfortunately he no longer had the strength to resist.

The ancestors of the various sects of the Divine Sword Sect, headed by Venerable Shang Yuan, gathered together and led all the disciples to surround the holy palace, "Gong Wujiang, we have killed all your people, I advise you to surrender,"

finally come!

Seeing Venerable Shangyuan coming, Bu Feiyan breathed a sigh of relief, although it was half a quarter of an hour late, but fortunately it did not differ from their plan.

She was more curious about how the venerables persuaded Miaoyinzong and Fuyun Island to cooperate with them.

Just as she was thinking about it, a gaze came, and when she raised her head, she met Gong Wujiang's gaze.

Gong Wujiang's gaze subconsciously met Lu Qingyun and Bu Feiyan's. This glance seemed to remind him of a thousand years ago, when Lu Qingyun and Bu Feiyan were like him, standing in front of the cliff and confronting the various sects.

They were covered in bruises, and there was an abyss behind them. Unexpectedly, Feng Shui took turns, and now it turned out that he was surrounded by ten sects.

"Heh~ Surrender?"

Gong Wujiang looked at the black crowd with a mocking look on his face, and said, "I am the one who lost the king and the loser. I never thought that I would lose to a few yellow-haired children after commanding the entire Ten Directions Continent for thousands of years."

It was because he was too headstrong and conceited. Ever since he took this position, he never allowed himself to show weakness to anyone under any circumstances.

(End of this chapter)