Reflect the world

Chapter 413 Nine Phoenixes (Part [-])
"No wonder they don't want to go into the area."

Tang Xuanming's golden pupils glanced at the shadow behind him, and was stared at by his cold and majestic eyes. The shadow jumped obviously, and groups of shadows stood up from the shadows, and ran away. It looked strange and unpredictable under the moonlight.

Tang Xuanming took a look and then looked away. This kind of creature called Heavenly Demon is of no use to him, and no matter how many times he kills it, he will not get other supernatural powers.

The supernatural power of this weird biological instinct is to shuttle around the interface, making it impossible for people to truly touch its shape, as if it is invisible and colorless.

And their other innate supernatural power is to conjure up other people's most fearful, angry, and unwilling scenes according to their hearts, which can be said to be the most powerful attack on the soul.

But this kind of attack is more like their talent, and others can't use it because of their different races.

Tang Xuanming had already obtained this information from the first poor Heavenly Demon who was blown up by him, so he had no plans to attack again.

He didn't come to the Devil's Plain to trouble these heavenly demons, he wanted to get Ao Zhan's inheritance.

After turning over the foot of the mountain, Tang Xuanming's footsteps stopped immediately.

The blood-colored moonlight became more and more coquettish, and the air in front of her suddenly became hot.

A huge skeleton was burning fiercely in front of Tang Xuanming. It was burned by the flames, and the surrounding void was abnormally distorted.

In the distorted vision, the huge group of bones became more and more ferocious and terrifying.

The huge monster had the body of a bird. Even though there were not many feathers and flesh and blood visible in the whole body, it could still be seen that the skeleton, which was bigger than the mountain, was a bird.

What makes Tang Xuanming feel strange is that there are nine heads growing on the top of the bird's neck. The flesh and blood on the head has disappeared, leaving only nine slightly pointed heads. What makes people feel weird is that the nine heads They are all very similar to a human head, not a bird's head. The dark white flame is still burning on it, like an undead creature with intelligence.

"Jiufeng!"

Tang Xuanming spit out this word reflexively. This primitive and barbaric era is very similar to the ancient era he knows.

Many mythical creatures have the same shadow.

It made Tang Xuanming think that he had come to the ancient times.

And now this huge beast is very similar to the strange beast recorded in the classic of mountains and seas in ancient myths and legends in Tang Xuanming's impression.

"Shan Hai Jing Da Huang Bei Jing" has a cloud: In the Great Wilderness, there is a mountain called the Arctic Cabinet, where the sea water flows north, and there are nine gods, with human faces and bird bodies, called Jiufeng.

But now, this nine-headed strange bird is similar to the Jiufeng in Tang Xuanming's impression.

"Is it the innate demon god who died in Heao's battle?"

Tang Xuanming couldn't help being amazed, Jiufeng's huge head could be seen across several mountain ranges, and the huge body probably stretched thousands of feet, or even bigger.

Tang Xuanming couldn't estimate it for a while.

A deep white flame quietly burned on Jiufeng's bones, which seemed to have been burning for tens of thousands of years. The white flames formed a sharp contrast with the blood-red mountain below the corpse.

Tang Xuanming climbed several mountain peaks before finally reaching under the bones of Jiufeng. The supernatural powers of the Human Emperor ten thousand years ago did not seem to have much influence on these god-slaying powerhouses.

Jiufeng's body was lying on a mountain range, and the pale flames only burned on Jiufeng's bones. Tang Xuanming even saw many pale flames merging with those emerald green branches, but they did not ignite the trees.

The white flame seemed to have no temperature, it was a kind of cold flame, but Tang Xuanming, who was slowly approaching Jiufeng, found that it was not like that.

The first thing he got close to was Jiufeng's toes. Originally this was the slenderest part of the bird's body, but it looked bigger than Tang Xuanming's whole body.

Tang Xuanming even found that when he reached the mountain range that was dyed red all over, he couldn't continue to approach it.

The blood-colored mountain seems to be stained red with blood, but it doesn't have that bloody smell, instead it has a unique fragrance.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the mountains are still blood-colored, but have not turned black. Time seems to have no effect on it.

"Boom!"

Tang Xuanming punched the void in front of him, and the void fluctuated like water waves, as if there was a special layer of light covering the entire mountain peak.

There was a clear popping sound where Tang Xuanming's palms collided, and his strength of millions of people seemed to sink into the sea without causing the slightest wave.

Tang Xuanming lowered his head and glanced at the map. On the map, the inheritance of the strong human race that he wanted to obtain was here.

"Does a strong man at the level of slaughtering gods still have such terrifying power even after dying for tens of thousands of years?"

"It seems that Qiongqi was indeed treated very inhumanely in the territory of the human race before. He couldn't even maintain the majesty of the god-level powerhouse. He was smashed by me in two or three hits."

Tang Xuanming finally understood why those people were unwilling to enter the inner area of ​​the Devil's Plain even if they died, so as to obtain the inheritance of a strong man at the level of slaughtering gods.

Such inheritance is indeed quite difficult to obtain.

Tang Xuanming turned around the bloody mountain, but still couldn't find a way to enter. Just as he was about to continue jumping into the sky to try, he suddenly and quickly hid his breath, and the dragon's supernatural powers that he had already mastered had already been mastered by himself. He performed it naturally, and his whole body instantly merged with the transparent shield in the void, disappearing from the field of vision and human perception on the spot.

In the distant sky, a blond young man flew over on a piece of animal skin.

The quaint animal skin looks inconspicuous, and it won't attract attention if it is thrown in a corner, but it is obviously a remarkable treasure that can lead a young man to fly in the void.

Tang Xuanming was a little jealous, but habitually held his breath and squatted aside.

Prepare to choose a good time to make a move, a good bird chooses a tree to live in, and of course a good treasure must choose a good owner.

The young man looked down at a quaint map in his hand, then glanced at the huge burning beast in front of him, and said sincerely: "The congenital beast among the demon clan, the famous Jiufeng, a terrifying existence with the blood of the Phoenix, unexpectedly Turning into a pile of dry bones is really embarrassing."

Although his words were sighing, there was no sadness on his face, but pride.

"To die at the hands of one of the most powerful princes of the human race, Ao Zhan, is a worthwhile life for you."

The blond youth glanced left and right, and found that there was no sign of anyone around, and a smile appeared on his mouth.

Said to himself: "I, Zhang Han, is indeed the son of destiny, and the inheritance of Ao Zhan belongs to me."

(End of this chapter)