Chapter 294 Descendants of the Phoenix

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Chenyue stood in a corner on the top of the tower, closely guarding Xiaolian behind her. The nine layers of flowing colors around her were interlaced and flashing. The power of nature was also stronger than the last, and the billowing spiritual power burst out, no longer It is the fifty-fourth turn of the golden elixir, but the ninety-nine and eighty-one turns.

Chenyue is terrifying.

The Nine Levels of Dzogchen in the Four Realms.

Eighty-one turns of the Golden Elixir Dzogchen.

Looking at the entire Sifang Domain, there are definitely very few people with such strength.

Of course.

Even so, Chenyue was still suppressed in the corner, not daring to move, because the power of nature, the fourth level of her ninth level, was crushed and disintegrated as soon as it was unleashed, as was the eighty-one-turn golden elixir spiritual power.

Even if she perfectly integrates the nine levels of circulation in the four realms to form a true natural flow of color protection, she still can't hold it back.

The powerful power of nature is like a candle in the cold wind in the turbid brilliance of the sky, and like foam in the sun, it seems that it may collapse and disappear at any time.

Her expression was horrified, and her eyes were full of fear. She didn't dare to think about it, and she couldn't imagine why a person with only Zifu's spiritual power could be so terrifying.

Yes.

Zifu.

She could clearly sense that this spiritual power contained the breath of Zifu. Even the golden elixir was not condensed. It was pure Zifu spiritual power.

Generally speaking, this kind of spiritual power has no power at all, because it is the root and even the essence of a person who practices the golden elixir.

Not even a golden elixir.

How can spiritual power be so vast?

It's really vast.

The vast infinity.

What makes Chenyue even more confused is that the turbid a person's spiritual power is, the less cohesive and explosive it is, and is as soft as a sponge.

And this person.

How turbid the spiritual power is,

It was as turbid as a quagmire. Such turbid spiritual power was as violent as volcanic magma. It was really like magma, and the spiritual power was boiling.

What kind of spiritual power is this?

Chenyue had never seen or heard of it.

What's even more terrifying is.

The boiling turbid spiritual power actually contains countless lightning bolts, very small lightnings, as small as countless sparks, densely packed and everywhere.

Chenyue didn't know why a person's spiritual power contained sparks and lightning.

She had never seen it, never heard of it.

What kind of sparks and lightning were these? She didn't know. She only felt that it was very scary. The terrifying crackling sound not only distorted her natural power, but also made her soul tremble with fear. With.

Muddy spiritual energy filled the hall at the top of the tower.

The sky was full of sparks and lightning and thundering like crazy.

The man in white put one hand behind his back, holding the golden stone tightly, and blocked a mysterious Buddhist big mudra with the other hand.

He stood, his clothes rustling, and his black hair dancing wildly.

There was not much change in the expression on a handsome face, but the leisure was no longer, replaced by a kind of indifference. He looked at the Buddhist Mahamudra, shook his head slightly, showed a little helplessness, and chuckled: "It's no wonder that you are still a Buddhist, but your obsession is so heavy..."

The words fell.

Gu Qingfeng gently turned the hand that was blocking the Buddhist big handprint. In an instant, the spiritual power of the entire hall began to rotate and concentrated on the palm of his hand crazily.

"Get back here!"

His palm suddenly shook, and the turbid spiritual power suddenly exploded. The Buddhist big handprints were shaken and disappeared in an instant, and all the scriptures on the walls around the hall were also shaken and disappeared.

When Gu Qingfeng withdrew his spiritual power, the top of the tower returned to its original state. Bai He, Zhuo Feng, Ye Rou and others were all lying on the ground, covered in blood, and they were all unconscious, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

in the corner.

Chen Yue's face turned pale, she was panting heavily, staring at Gu Qingfeng extremely nervously, but behind her, Xiao Lian was already speechless with fear, hiding behind Chen Yue, trembling with fear.

Gu Qingfeng turned around, glanced at Bai He and others, and then looked at Chen Yue.

Chenyue here is very different from before. She had an ordinary appearance before, but now she has an exquisite face, beautiful and dignified, but her face is a bit ugly, and her beautiful eyes are full of panic. Just now, in order to resist Gu Qingfeng's spirit Her strength, her golden elixir has been somewhat exhausted, and her true body is also somewhat exhausted.

When she found Gu Qingfeng staring at her, she, who was already nervous, suddenly became more frightened. Although she tried her best to hide the fear in her heart, it still had no effect, especially when she was stared at by Gu Qingfeng's pair of eyes, she felt that her It was as if his soul had been seen through, and there were no secrets in his body.

Chen Yue took a deep breath and asked in a solemn voice: "You... what are you going to do."

"What do you think?"

Gu Qingfeng took out a demon fruit and ate one, with a sinister smile on his face.

"Tell you, I'm not afraid of you!"

Chenyue's true body ignited a kind of flame at some point. It was not a brilliance, but a real flame, fiery red, very bright. What was even more peculiar was that the flames condensed behind her, as if forming a pair of fire-colored wings.

"Hey, sister, I didn't realize it. I'm still a descendant of turkeys, and I still inherit the blood of firebirds."

Gu Qingfeng swept around Chen Yue's body unscrupulously, and said with a playful smile: "Although the bloodline is not too pure, and the bloodline is not too high, it is still okay."

"you!"

Chen Yue was shocked, scared and horrified, and at the same time she was extremely angry inside. The Phoenix bloodline that she had always been proud of was so noble, how could it turn into a turkey in his mouth?

If it were someone else who humiliated her blood like this, she would have taken action long ago, but facing the extremely mysterious and weird Gu Qingfeng in front of her, Chen Yue was terrified from the bottom of her heart.

"I don't know where the direct descendants of Phoenix are hiding in a corner to enjoy their old age. The branches of the bloodline are scattered everywhere. There are not even a thousand, but there are probably eight hundred kinds. Sister, offer your bloodline and let me take a closer look. Look. Look what kind of breed you are.”

"You! Damn it!"

Chenyue became angry from shame and gritted her teeth angrily.

What is scrutinizing? What kind of thing is called Qiaoqiao?

damn it!

What does he think I am?

Is it a circus monkey?

asshole!

Damn bastard!

The hatred in Chen Yue’s heart!

She originally wanted to sacrifice her own blood and teach this arrogant guy a lesson, but she really couldn't worry about Xiao Lian behind her.

"Come on, it's just a joke, don't mind."

Looking at Chen Yue who dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, Gu Qingfeng laughed happily, waved his hands and said: "Go back, this place is really not something you can come to, with your little golden elixir, little nature, and little bloodline , It’s fine outside, but I might not even be able to stand upright if I stay here for a while, so go back, or don’t become a turkey and start playing big games.”

"Ah! You bastard named Gu! Go to hell!"

Chenyue couldn't bear it any longer, and the power of her blood instantly exploded, her whole body turned into a fire bird, and the blazing flames immediately burned up.

At this time, Gu Qingfeng had already jumped into the lotus futon and disappeared without a trace. All that could be heard was his playful laughter.