PFC Chapter 564: The true phoenix is destroyed by flames (page 12)
Chapter 564: The true phoenix is destroyed by flames (page 12)
If there is a ray of spring breeze, but the winter snow is tired, it is not too late to go to this mountain and sea without any obstacles.
In the turbulent thunder wave, the golden jade unicorn nodded slightly to the seventh bright phoenix, made a false gesture, then turned and left. When passing by the side of Ruya Daozi, he said calmly, "The debt of gratitude for falling into the Dragon Palace. My Long family paid for it with my life."
"Yes, but now I owe you. The people of the Long family will not die in vain." Ruya Daozi bowed his hands.
The conversation between the two Taoists was like a fierce heavenly catastrophe, which suddenly struck the Seventh Bright Phoenix's spiritual platform, causing her to take a deep breath, and a cold chill appeared in her eyes.
The phoenix flames covering Qing Ming seemed to be in fear. Fierce crimson flames danced wildly in the sky, rolling in circles, and the flames were scorching. The sky was filled with fantasy and splendor, as if there were countless vermilion fire phoenixes burning mountains and boiling the sea, creating a miraculous beauty. Thousands of crisp phoenixes and birds chirping, which sounds refreshing, but also contains murderous intent.
As if sensing something, Jiang Moshu raised his eyebrows, but there was a faint smile in his eyes, "Is Minghuang scared?"
He stepped up through the air and took a few steps. Below him was a vast thunder wave, but above his head was a huge flame, as if a landslide would hit him like a tsunami in the next moment.
"Lord of Xingtian, how could you be here?" The beautiful face of the Seventh Minghuang has become cold and cold, and her expression is even more solemn.
Even though she was confident that no one in the world could kill her, there still seemed to be a haze in the spiritual platform.
The demon master's plan was absolutely flawless. The battle at Xutian Fortress attracted the fate of the three gods and demons, and the demons broke through the boundary and asked the three sects of the West to ask for help. The Suolong camp also calculated the losses carefully, and the demon army suffered a tragic loss. failure to cover up the fall of Daozi of the Long family.
Even the Seventh Ming Phoenix has to admit that everything is developing so smoothly, and the transformation of the golden scale into a dragon eye is about to be successful!
However, the person who should not be there appears suddenly now. How is it possible? !
Isn't this Jiang Moshu afraid that the demons will invade the West End and all living beings will be devastated? ! Did he realize the secret of turning into a dragon with golden scales? !
impossible!
For a moment, the Seventh Minghuang even thought that the elegant Taoist in front of him might be some kind of phantom...
However, these cold and sharp eyebrows, this cold and murderous aura, this face-to-face dignity, like a jade in a box with a faint brilliance, or like a cold edge tempered by life and death, there is no way it could be a disguise.
"Why does Minghuang think I shouldn't be here?"
Jiang Moshu cupped his hands and smiled, as gentle as a scholar studying under a tree. The wine was half-warm, the tea was not cold, and he was covered in red. The curiosity in his eyes was so pure, like that of an ignorant child, with a faint smile. , the sound is brilliant and the lotus grows.
The corner of Daozi's mouth curled up in a vague arc, like the clouds curling up in the sky, conveying a feeling of tiredness, far away from killing chaos, "Or should I say that the devil broke through the Xuan Suihai, it's really Yun Zhen who put a lot of thought into it, and moved Hands and feet?”
As soon as the words were spoken, a clanging and murderous rhyme soared into the sky. Such a pure thought of conquest, the sky was shaking, the ghosts and gods were frightened. It could not stop brewing and stirred up again and again, like the cold frost breaking the spring breeze, like the rush of red dust smashing into pieces. A broken dream.
The madness and devil considered the coldness of the face, and the murder and madness filled the whole body with determination.
He raised his sword clankingly to save his life, and he looked at the devil and refused to back down, but he only had a burning desire to kill.
The Seventh Ming Phoenix suddenly suffocated. Since she achieved the status of True Phoenix, she has never faced such heavy pressure. It was like an ancient sacred mountain crashing down from the blue sky, as if the sky was about to collapse and the earth was about to collapse.
It’s as if the sky is sinking and the sun is falling, unable to stay, and I’m sitting in a sleepy state, filled with anger and hatred...
"You want to kill me?"
The Seventh Bright Phoenix sighed quietly, with an indescribable meaning in his eyes, and gently stroked the phoenix feathers on his temples, "It's like you killed those real dragons."
"Yes, dragons and phoenixes should not appear in the world, I said so!" Jiang Moshu said calmly with a touch of warmth between his eyebrows.
When a word is spoken, the world is shocked, when a word is spoken, everyone is silent, the world seems to fall into silence, and all living beings are trembling with fear.
Under the sky full of fire and above the raging thunder, Ruya Daozi seemed to light a solitary lamp. Blood fell silently wherever he went, illuminating the drowsiness in the world.
The human monk who was about to live a long life was already in tears, "It's so easy for me to wait. It's so easy to wait..."
When the remaining body is about to return to the dust, when the heaven and earth cannot stop sinking into the deepest place, when the dream wakes up and the mind is lost, when the sad sighs say "wait"... Finally, someone wants to kill the dragon and the phoenix, and want to cleanse the world.
Long Wangtai laughed so loudly that he could no longer stand straight up. He raised his arm tremblingly, pointing at the Demon Master and Jiao Saint like his fallen brother before, with a touch of tide on his face. Hong, "I live just to see the Lord of Xingtian come and kill the dragon, come and kill the phoenix, come..."
He paused, with a hint of arrogance on his face, even a bit condescending, and roared loudly,
"Come... kill the demon!"
Neither the demon master nor the Jiao Saint opened their mouths to refute, but looked at Shui Jing with solemn expressions. The current situation had gone beyond the initial calculation and beyond the demon master's control.
Although the Golden Scale Dragon Transformation has not failed, the key point has been discovered. It is conceivable that all the children of the Long family will never leave the Suolong camp again. When the situation stabilizes, the Ming Tan Sect will definitely use all their strength. Demon Tianming protected these Long family members and returned to Mingtan Sect, or even directly returned to the Southern Territory.
Jia Yunzhen still couldn't figure out why Jiang Moshu appeared at this time? !
When the Central Plains fell, they tried their best to offend all the Heavenly Sects, and the Lord of Xingtian also insisted on evacuating all mortals. At present, the direction of the Xuan Suihai Sea in the West was already in danger, and all life was about to be in ruins.
Even if he, Jia Yunzhen, were in Jiang Moshu's position, facing the three sects' requests for help and facing the raging demonic tide, if he wanted to stabilize the situation and take the overall situation into consideration, he would inevitably choose to support Xuan Sui Hai. How could he come to lock Long camp.
"Yun Zhen, why don't I take action..." Kun Jiao Demon Saint said in a deep voice. The golden scale dragon was at a critical moment, but he couldn't just watch the success fall short.
This matter is not only about his own death, but also about the fate of the Jiao family. The backlash of dragon luck is not a trivial matter. Failure to succeed will lead to failure. If the golden scales fail to transform into a dragon, the Jiao family may be killed. pay.
Jia Yunzhen shook his head slowly and took a sniff of the bitter tea in front of him, "That's not right! If Demon Saint Kun Jiao goes out like this, the other person will be able to guess our plan at a glance, and the Seventh Ming Phoenix will also know it." This is why I want to try to see if I can win in chaos."
"Victory in chaos?" Demon Saint Kun Jiao couldn't help but be startled.
"The Seventh Ming Phoenix just caressed the phoenix feathers on the temples. This is the agreement she and I made. If the golden-scaled dragon is blocked in the last step, she will let me know and use the real phoenix's immortal body to rush straight to the lock. Long camp, in exchange for the lives of a few Taoist disciples of the Long family." Jiayun Zhen sighed, his expression already becoming a little gloomy.
Although he was confident that Jiang Moshu would never come to Suolong Camp, he discussed with Seventh Minghuang how to deal with the situation.
First, give up the golden scale dragon transformation, give up the Kun Jiao Demon Saint, and also give up the dragon genus. The Seventh Ming Phoenix directly evacuates to a safe place, and then looks for opportunities to resurrect the true dragon with the carp or snake genus.
The second is to use the immortal body of the True Phoenix to attack the Dragon Locking Camp. No matter what, the last few Taoist disciples of the Long family must be killed to protect the resurrection of the True Dragon. The price is that the True Phoenix will lose most of his life after being reborn from the ashes. Most memories.
Now according to the agreed action, the Seventh Minghuang chose the second option.