Chapter 84
Ling Feng was slightly taken aback, what does this mean?What does the system say about the load?
Just at the moment when his idea came out, the cold voice of the system echoed again: "The object that was found is called a phoenix branch, and it is an excellent object that carries the soul. Ask again, whether to take half of the soul Include it among the sycamore branches?"

"Sycamore branch? How can I have a sycamore branch?"

The phoenix does not live in it unless it is a phoenix tree, and it does not drink in it unless it is a sweet spring.

Although the phoenix only existed in the mythology of the previous world, there is no doubt about the power of the phoenix.But in the Kyushu world, Ling Feng didn't know whether there was a phoenix.But the appearance of the phoenix tree brought Ling Feng a thought.

There was a spark of curiosity in his heart.Is there a Phoenix in this world?
Ling Feng shook his head, and put his mind on the thing that the system said carried the spirit and soul.Although it is not quite sure what the system is doing.But Ling Feng knew that at least it would not do any harm to him.

After thinking about it, he nodded and said, "Yes!"

With the sound of Ling Feng's voice, the newly formed spirit, possessing the spirit inherited from Bian Que, flashed out from Ling Feng's sea of ​​consciousness.It turned into a golden ray, galloping into the storage hall.

Ling Feng followed closely behind and followed.

In the storage hall, a red light shot up into the sky.In this red light, a tree branch can be vaguely seen.Ling Feng's expression moved slightly, and he discovered that the branch belonged to Prince Huoyu.

He was still curious before, what is the mystery of the items that can be juxtaposed with the Dragon Blood Sacred Fruit.However, he never thought that this branch was called a sycamore branch, and now it has become his carrying object.

The dark red dead branches, which looked ordinary, now exude a tyrannical vitality.The vigorous vitality is really unimaginable, it was released from a dead branch.

He was a little curious, how did the Fire Feather Prince find such a sycamore branch.Moreover, the previous sycamore branch has no breath, it is no different from a piece of ordinary tree branch.How did he recognize it?Could it be that he knows the sycamore branch?
This was because Ling Feng thought too much, and Huo Yu didn't know what the dark red dead branch was for.It's just that this is what he got from exploring a secret cave. He originally wanted to take it back to show his father, but he never thought that he died in Ling Feng's hands.

The golden rays of light and the red rays of light intersected each other, and the entire storage hall looked miraculous in the reflection of the rays of light.

Ling Feng just watched the fusion of the two quietly like a spectator.

In Ling Feng's field of vision, the golden soul gradually entered into the phoenix tree branches. The red light did not hinder the soul, but seemed to welcome it.

Suddenly, a sharp howl came out, followed by a strong wind.A distorted red figure gradually became clear.

"Phoenix!" Ling Feng opened his mouth slightly, his expression very restless.

Rao had already prepared in his heart, but when he saw that stalwart figure, there was still a lot of ripples in his heart.The phoenix in ancient mythology actually exists in the world of Kyushu.

Suppressing the unspeakable emotion in his heart, Ling Feng's eyes fell firmly on Phoenix.

The blood-colored phoenix flew up, the red light was shining brightly, and the wings burning with flames, at this moment, looked even more mysterious and tyrannical.Its unruly and noble eyes fell on the golden soul, and then looked away again, falling on Ling Feng.

That look of contemptuously looking down at the world and being the only one who respects me made Ling Feng's heart tremble.He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his mind was greatly shocked.

At the same time, the entire Hall of Glory emitted a more violent wave.If the aura of the phoenix is ​​compared to the light of fireflies, then the aura of the Hall of Glory is the brightness of the bright moon.

How can the light of fireflies compete with the bright moon?
For the first time, Ling Feng felt this domineering aura in the Hall of Glory.A kind of pride rose in his heart, this is his hall of glory, and it belongs to him alone.

The aura of the Hall of Glory turned into a giant black palm that covered the sky, and when it was pressed down, it completely suppressed the phoenix.That's right, it's repression!

Phoenix howled miserably, but there was no sound.Phoenix is ​​very strong, in his opinion, stronger than anyone he has ever seen.It's just that such a powerful Phoenix was easily suppressed by the Hall of Glory without any suspense.

The system is really powerful!

Ling Feng said with emotion in his heart.At this time, the golden spirit completely merged into the sycamore branch.

But the next scene made Ling Feng's mouth open, and he stood motionless as if struck by lightning.

What did he see?
The dark red sycamore branch stood in midair, and under the shroud of red light, a figure was slowly forming.

This is a young man. The man is wearing a red robe, and his jet black hair is casually scattered on his shoulders, giving people a sense of otherworldliness.Like a banished immortal, he slowly walked towards Ling Feng from the void amidst the shining light.

It is obviously an incredible thing to have one more person in his Hall of Glory.And the most important thing is that this person's appearance is actually very similar to himself.This is like seeing a ghost.

Ling Feng stared blankly at the figure walking towards him, his heart beating wildly.A very strange feeling grew in his heart. He felt that there was a mysterious and mysterious connection between himself and the man in front of him.

"Hello, deity!" the man in red said softly.

"Hello!" Ling Feng smiled back.He is already sure that this is also himself.

This is obviously an extremely miraculous process, and Ling Feng could never have imagined that the soul he separated was actually combined with the phoenix branches to form a clone, a flesh and blood clone.

Ling Feng closed his eyes, feeling the lingering connection between the two.Another perspective even appeared in Ling Feng's mind, the perspective unique to the avatar.

Incarnation outside the body!In Taoist mythology, there is a legend that one gas transforms the three cleans.

Ling Feng did not expect that he also had an incarnation outside his body.Involuntarily, his childlike innocence exploded, and he started chatting with his clone.

Such a picture is obviously very interesting.Both are Ling Feng, but they are different individuals. It can be said that Ling Feng has become addicted to talking to himself.

After a few minutes, the storage hall returned to silence.Ling Feng was distracted by looking at the soul in front of him, and a lot of information poured into his mind.

Two people are one, therefore, information is shared.What Ling Feng knew, the avatar knew.If the avatar is clear, Ling Feng naturally understands it too.

Bian Que is a mage, and in the Kyushu world, a mage is a god teacher.Therefore, this avatar was an innate god teacher from the moment it was born.And because of Wutong Zhi, the aptitude of the avatar is even higher than that of Ling Feng himself.

"It seems that I have an incredible clone!" Ling Feng laughed.

(End of this chapter)

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