Chapter 1386: Soul of the Phoenix (1/2)
”War, the soul of the Phoenix?”
”She actually won the soul of the Phoenix?”
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The unprecedented sense of tremor filled the faces of everyone in Linghuang Valley in an instant. The hot red rays of light penetrated the heavy darkness, and the morning dawn like a dawn was set against everyone's faces, a pair of pupils reflecting the sharp shrinking of Shenhui's pupils. Tight, surging with incredible horror.
”Om ...”
The world shrouded in darkness, like a flame of the next day, rose to the sky.
Among the flames, a sacred ring lingers, and the colorful phoenix phoenix vanishes from the fire.
Xia Qing hangs in front of the phoenix head. A pair of beautiful eyes glow with holy and noble brilliance. The jade snow sword of his hand has the ancient and mysterious rune flow, and the beauty is fantastic. If it is not dyed by the world, it is heart-warming Throbbing.
”Well ...”
Followed by, a bright Fengming stir up the wasteland.
The phantom of the Phoenix behind Xia Qing's phantom was wide open, and there was a peerless battle of all things in the world.
The majestic warfare overwhelmingly overwhelms the world like a god.
The wings spread out, soaring.
Break free from heaven and earth, tear the darkness.
”Om ...”
The next moment, the omnipresent red light was in full bloom, and the countless beams of the gods were like the fierce sun.
Thousands of Shenghui are like swords that pass through and stars that trace back to the vast universe. Wherever they go, the layers of darkness are torn apart, and the dark awns are broken.
Destroyed.
The ancient dark palace and the shadows of the black robe priests were all swallowed back by the red mansions.
At the same time, Xiao Yaosheng, who was hiding in the darkness, was immediately exposed to the void, and when the darkness faded, the light regained control of the earth.
In the countless pairs of horrifying eyes in the audience, the countless red beams of light were able to penetrate the sword, and went towards Xiaoyao Sheng.
”Buzz!”
There seemed to be some ancient chanting voice between heaven and earth.
The endless beam of light instantly swallowed Xiaoyao Sheng, and everyone's pupils could only see a blurry black afterimage.
Xuanyang Palace, Qi Xiaoge, Phantom Hall and other people present here have a sense of fantasy beyond words.
The transformation from dusk to dawn in an instant was overwhelming.
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It seemed like a long time ago, as if in a blink of an eye.
The red ray of light pouring down the sky gradually faded away.
Gradually returned to normal air, a faint breeze blew by. Chu Chen, Xia Qing, Xiao Yaosheng separated in different positions.
The audience was silent.
Everyone's heartstrings collapsed tightly.
Everyone's eyes are constantly changing back and forth between the three people. Compared to the calmness of Xia Qing, Xiao Yaosheng at this moment has a kind of faint intention.
The twelfth top evildoer in the situation list.
Holder of the Dark Eucharist.
Suddenly there is no more domineering before the audience.
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Xiaoyao Sheng lost?
Questions exist in everyone's heart.
But Xiaoyao Sheng's body had no obvious injuries.
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At this time, a ray of blood flowed from Xiaoyao Sheng's right-hand sleeve, and then fell down the little finger.
Everyone's complexion changed.
Linghuang Valley and his party were all white.
”Brother Xiaoyao ...”
Suli, Huang Fuhao and others all opened their eyes, and then couldn't help but take a breath.
Yang Xu, He Yan, Qing Yan, Hua Snake, and others were also trembling, and their faces were hard to hide.
Even Ye Yao on the other side clenched his fist subconsciously, and the pretty face was complex and profound.
Chu Chu, just quietly looked at the familiar figure for a long time.
The difference was not good, but it didn't seem too bad.
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