Chi!
Chi! …
A blood-red Fire Phoenix was constantly colliding in a sea of fire. Inside it was a white-robed elder, no, an elder in blood-red robes. He was constantly coughing up blood as he was sent flying again and again. His chest had already caved in, and the sound of bones breaking rang out from within. It was incomparably eerie. The mournful cries sent chills down everyone's spines and hearts.
"Roar!"
Little Ball's eyes were indifferent. It glanced at Feng Hao and seemed to have sensed something. It roared impatiently at the remains of the Phoenix God in the sky.
Chi! Chi!
The giant body of the Phoenix God trembled slightly. It opened its mouth again and spat out a mouthful of flames. The flames engulfed the white-robed elder and the four white-robed men inside. At this time, they stopped screaming. Their faces, which had been distorted by pain, actually showed a hint of relief. In just a short while, the five of them were directly burned to ashes by the flames. Nothing was left.
The people in the distance watched quietly. No one said a word. Their eyes were filled with deep fear.
The lofty Saints were actually unable to resist at all and were burned to ashes just like that. It was clear how powerful the remains of the Phoenix was. From this, they once again wondered what kind of power the remains of the Phoenix possessed when it was still alive.
A trace of shock flashed across Battle Saint Dong Ming's eyes. There weren't many remains of such power in this world …
Although he couldn't guess that this was the remains of the Phoenix God, he knew very well that this remains of the Phoenix Race must be a precious item!
Chi! …
The remains of the Phoenix God let out a long cry. It spread its wings and brought Huang Shuiyue and Feng Hao with it into the distant sky. No one knew where they were going, and no one dared to follow them.
"That young man should be dead, right?"
Many people clearly saw the wound on Feng Hao's chest. His chest had been pierced through, and his internal organs had suffered devastating damage. There was no way for him to recover.
This young man had left them with too many surprises and surprises. He had stalled the footsteps of four Almighties just by relying on his state. In this world, he was probably the only one who could do this, right?
"If he is lucky enough to survive, perhaps the Temple of Light will be destroyed by his hands one day …"
Battle Saint Dong Ming muttered to himself as he watched the giant beast disappear into the distance. He took another deep look at it, then tore open space and walked in. Everyone in the area slowly left.
However, today's events would forever remain in their memories. It was impossible for them to forget that there had once been such a monstrous youth.
...
"Howl! …"
A mournful dragon roar came from the lush wilderness. It was filled with sorrow and made people cry.
"Bang!"
Xiao Qiuqiu raised its front foot and slapped down, sending the mournful little black dragon flying. It let out a low roar, causing the little black dragon to tremble and lower its head in fear. It didn't dare to make a sound, and its eyes still carried a desolate expression as it looked at Fenghao. Tears flickered in its eyes.
It was hatched with Feng Hao's blood, so it could clearly feel Feng Hao's life force rapidly depleting.
"Husband, sob sob …"
Huang Shuiyue was still hugging Feng Hao. Her eyes were red and slightly swollen, and tears flowed down her cheeks like a river, dripping drop by drop onto Feng Hao's face.
Not far away, the remains of the Phoenix God were prostrating on the ground. Bright red flames flickered in its eyes, but its attention was not on Feng Hao. Instead, it was on Little Ball. As the flames flickered, there seemed to be awe and respect in its eyes.
"Howl! …"
Little Ball was like a king among beasts. Its tiny body emanated a huge pressure. It glanced indifferently at the remains of the Phoenix God, then growled at the crying Huang Shuiyue.
"My lord, can this really save my husband?"
Huang Shuiyue seemed to understand the meaning of the growl. She stopped crying and looked straight into its eyes. After a while, she asked this question.
"Howl!"
Xiao Qiuqiu nodded and glanced meaningfully at her.
"I understand …"
Huang Shuiyue nodded slightly and lowered her head. She looked at Feng Hao, whose face was as pale as a piece of paper. A hint of determination flashed through her eyes. She took a deep breath and looked at the youth in her arms, then carefully placed him on the ground. "Husband, you will live. You must live well …"
She stood up and bowed respectfully to Little Ball, then slowly walked towards the remains of the Phoenix God. She looked back frequently, as if she was very reluctant and full of nostalgia.
"Howl!"
Little Ball growled at the remains of the Phoenix God without any emotion. The latter's body trembled, then it nodded and stood there, allowing Huang Shuiyue to place her palm on its skull.
"Farewell, husband …"
Taking one last look at the youth lying on the ground, Huang Shuiyue closed her eyes. Her expression became solemn. After a while, the remains of the Phoenix God actually began to burn slowly …
At the same time, Huang Shuiyue's body blossomed with radiance as flames soared into the sky, shaking the nine heavens. Terrifying pitch-black cracks appeared in the surrounding space as a destructive aura swept out in all directions, flattening everything in the surroundings.
After a while, the remains of the Phoenix God, which was dozens of meters long, disappeared. It seemed to have fused with Huang Shuiyue's body. After a while, Huang Shuiyue also disappeared. In the towering pillar of fire, a scarlet phoenix figure was faintly discernible.
Only Little Ball saw this scene. Its bright eyes flashed with a hint of complexity.
It understood very well that the girl in front of it already had a very important place in Feng Hao's heart. However, there was no other choice!
Only the Vermillion Bird's Nirvana innate talent could save Feng Hao!
Originally, even if it was the remnant spirit in the remains of the Phoenix God, as long as Feng Hao refined it, he would have a chance at Nirvana. However, at this moment, he had lost his consciousness and could no longer refine it on his own …
There was only one way left, and that was for someone with the bloodline of the Vermillion Bird to guide the spirit!
"Howl! …"
The shadow of the phoenix in the pillar of fire let out a long cry. It flapped its wings and directly pounced on Feng Hao's chest, who was lying on the ground. It burrowed into the broken wound. Instantly, Feng Hao's body glowed with fire. He was enveloped by the flames and seemed to be burning as well. Slowly, he turned into ashes, bit by bit.
"Howl!"
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