Chapter 1518 Of Course I Believe My Brother

Chapter 1518 Of course I believe my brother

Hearing Xiao Fan's words, Zhuo Tianhong smiled awkwardly, then nodded and said: "Yes, I fought with it back then, and then it went straight out of the Soul Continent, and for some reason, it still appears here."

Xiao Fan squinted his eyes. Under the circumstances at that time, he could still break out of the Battle Soul Continent. This strength is not ordinary.

After all, since ten thousand years ago, the Starry Sky Ancient Road has been controlled by the people of Jiuyou Demon God.

"Could it be the inheritance left by it?" Nangong Xiaoxiao suddenly woke up and asked.

"It's really possible." Zhuo Tianhong nodded, and then changed the subject: "However, the possibility is very small. There are so many god corpses here, it is impossible for ordinary phoenixes to kill them. Only the Blood Prison Tianfeng has this strength!"

This point is very certain. Zhuotianhong once fought against Blood Prison Tianfeng when he was at his peak state, and he didn't take any advantage. The strength of the two is comparable.

Later, because the Battle Soul Continent was severely suppressed by the Nine Nether Demon God's side, Blood Prison Tianfeng directly rushed towards the ancient starry sky road, and even the Nine Nether Demon God had no time to block it.

In Zhuotianhong's memory, only the blood prison Tianfeng's strength can instantly kill thousands of war gods.

"Perhaps there is another possibility." Xiao Fan frowned and said, "Blood Prison Tianfeng entered the Starry Sky Ancient Road, did not really leave, and later came back."

"This is really possible." Zhuo Tianhong nodded.

"Hey~" At this time, a more violent scream came, and the phoenix shadow slowly solidified that day, the flames surged wildly, and the spirit of the surrounding gods was instantly sucked out.

The hearts of the crowd were extremely restless. As expected of the Heavenly Phoenix Nirvana, the spiritual energy needed was so terrifying.

If it hadn't been for the spiritual aura of God's Tribulation Land to become stronger in recent years, it might not be enough to make it nirvana.

The sea of ​​bone flames rolled up terrible magma waves, slapping the surrounding coasts violently, and in the center of the sea of ​​bone flames, a vast vortex appeared.

There was fire steaming above the vortex, and even the god of war couldn't see through it. Most people's eyes were fixed on the center of the sea of ​​bone flames, but only the god of war could see the flame vortex.

"Hoohoo~"

Under everyone's surprised eyes, the huge flame bird phantom, holding both hands, suddenly plunged into the flame vortex, and the billowing flames flooded the void.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely violent aura came from the flame vortex, and the eyes of the crowd were fixed on it, for fear of missing something.

Tianfeng Nirvana, that is an extremely rare event, it is rare to see it in all ages, and those who can see it today are extremely lucky.

However, after waiting for a long time, the flame vortex was still extremely quiet, and the Tianfeng that the crowd wanted to see did not appear.

"Could it be that the thunder is loud and the rain is small? Or is it a failure?" Some people secretly sighed, it is a pity that Tianfeng can be nirvana, but nirvana is also very risky.

Otherwise, the Phoenix family can continue to nirvana forever, wouldn't they be able to live forever?

Many people showed disappointment, they came here just to watch Tianfeng Nirvana, but now there is nothing, how can this make them willing?

Some strong men were going to go to the center of the bone flame sea to see what happened, but they stopped in the end. With so many god corpses guarding the surroundings, who would dare to approach easily?

Not everyone, like Xiao Fan and Zhuo Tianhong, can restrain the god corpse.

"boom!"

Suddenly, an explosion of thunder resounded across the sky, spreading from the center of the sea of ​​bone flames to all directions, and then, a blood-colored light shot straight into the sky, tearing the sky apart.

Above the sea of ​​bone flames, a young man in a white robe suddenly appeared at unknown time.

His sword eyebrows and star eyes reveal a sharp, domineering and evil spirit. His hands are standing behind his back, his back is as straight as a pine, his hands are standing behind his back, and his handsome face gives people a heroic feeling.

His black hair is like a waterfall, flying in the wind, like a god, exuding an extremely powerful sense of oppression.

"Is it a person?" Everyone's eyes widened, showing disbelief. Could it be that this person was transformed by the legendary Tianfeng?

At this moment, the sea of ​​bone flames has returned to calm, but the scorching temperature is not something that can be resisted by ordinary battle saints, and many strong people have already flew towards the center of the sea of ​​bone flames.

"That's it?" Nangong Xiaoxiao looked at the figure, and didn't know what to say for a while, her lips trembled a little, her eyes were full of disbelief, and she rubbed her eyes quickly.

"Let's go!" Xiao Fan's expression darkened, and he quickly flew towards the young man who ran for nothing in the middle of the sea of ​​bone flames.

When they arrived, many monks had already gathered around and landed on the small island protruding from the sea.

"Senior Tianfeng, we are members of the Temple of War God, and we have come here specially to welcome senior back to the Temple of War God." Someone said, looking at the young man in white robe very respectfully.

"Senior, we are the Nine Realms Alliance of the Soul Continent, but we have been throwing our heads and blood for the Soul Continent. The heroic appearance of the senior ten thousand years ago is still vivid in my memory. I hope the senior can join." Another old man said road.

Some people did not want to join the Temple of War God after entering the Land of God's Tribulation. Over time, a Nine-Region Alliance was established, and the Temple of War God did not object to this.

Because in the eyes of the Temple of War God, the Nine Realms Alliance is something that can be destroyed at will. One day, if it doesn't look good, it will be wiped out with a slap.

"Senior, we are from the Gorefiend Tribe, and we invite you to join us." A slender young man in a blood robe said.

The young man in the blood robe was extremely handsome, even a little strange, with a pair of red eyes and blood-colored hair draped behind his shoulders, looking like a graceful tree.

The aura on his body was faintly visible, making it impossible to see his true cultivation, but the surrounding monks looked at him with a trace of fear.

"Blood demon tribe, you people of different races, dare to appear in the sea of ​​bones and flames blatantly, you are so tired of living!"

"Kill them and avenge the dead!"

Hearing the words of the Blood Demon Tribe, the monks in the War Soul Continent were extremely angry, but none of them dared to rush forward.

Xiao Fan and the others who saw it just now showed surprise. Shouldn't the War Soul Continent and the foreign race be facing each other life and death? Why are you so friendly now? Just a few simple taunts?

The members of the Blood Demon Tribe sneered, as if they didn't care about the cultivators from the Soul of War Continent at all, and the young man in the blood robe said with a playful smile: "Cowards from the Soul of War Continent, I stand here, you can kill me as you please. Do you dare to do it?"

"You!" Although everyone was angry, they were at a loss for words, as if they were very afraid of this young man.

"People in the Soul Continent are all cowards? They don't even dare to kill foreigners, so what are you doing in God's Tribulation?" Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded.

I saw four figures approaching slowly, and the one who spoke was Nangong Xiaoxiao, who held the Heavenly Battle Halberd in his hand, and charged directly at the blood-robed youth, striking down with all his might, without any hesitation at all.

This scene made everyone slightly startled, and the blood-robed young man of the foreign race was also taken aback by Nangong Xiaoxiao's murderous aura, and said coldly: "If you dare to touch me, my blood demon tribe will surely step on the ancient capital of heaven!"

"What kind of god son, let's talk after killing him." Nangong Xiaoxiao didn't care what kind of god son he was.

However, Xiao Fan heard some tricks, this blood-robed young man dared to be called the Son of God, and his status among the alien races was definitely not low, just like Zhan Huangtian's status in the Temple of War God.

He also finally knew why the monks in the Soul Continent were afraid of the blood-robed youth, they were afraid of the blood demon tribe.

Just because the people in the Soul Continent are afraid, doesn't mean Xiao Fan and Nangong Xiaoxiao are afraid.

Withdrawing his gaze, Xiao Fan suddenly looked at the young man in white robe and said, "Welcome back."

"Senior, don't trust him. He may be from the Blood Demon Tribe. We are from the Soul Continent just like the senior." The old man from the Nine Realms Alliance shouted hastily.

The young man in white robe shook his head and said with a faint smile, "Compared to you, of course I believe in my brother!"