Chapter 385 Direction

The firelight of the phoenix lit up the gradually dark night sky, and the sparkle of the stars was covered by this light, illuminating the faces of the visitors.

These people have talents who also help the world. They go to this place for the safety of the north sky regardless of life and death. It can be said that they are benevolence and righteousness. There are also some intrigues and fights that try to take advantage of the fire to rob and kill people. These people have high methods and are hidden in the dark, which is invincible to prevent. Of course, there are also such a situation. The deep-hearted guy is full of tricks and plotting something.

All kinds of characters can be said to be mixed with fish and dragons, but the residual blood is not even seen in his eyes. There is only disdain in his eyes, as if these people in front of him are just a mob, and the eyes of others looking at him are completely different, solemn, awe, and even fear.

People will change, and the moon will lack. Some people can change, but some people are like the water of the sea, eternal and invincible. The residual blood is such a person. Standing there, even the sharpness of the dry shadow is suppressed.

At this time, Phoenix also opened its wings and looked up to the sky. In just a moment, there seemed to be no other elements in the world, only the purest power of fire. Ziyou grabbed the sky slightly, and a wisp of orange-red flame rose from his hand. It can be seen that this Martian element between heaven and earth is strong. What kind of realm.

"It is worthy of the existence of the first three of Hengyu mythical beasts, and there is such divine power after injury." A Taoist priest is graceful and outstanding. The ancient Taoist road on his body is broken in the wind, like a flag that is gradually reactionary. At a glance, people feel the terrible power on his body. The remaining moon is in the sky, and the bright light shines on everyone. The smell of coldness gradually rises, which makes people can't stand it anymore. Live in a feeling of getting old at dusk.

"The disabled moon Taoist, the defeated man, is not enough to say, you are deadlocked with the younger generation, and you have almost got it." At this moment, a demon came out of the crowd. His eyes looked at the world, as if it were two thunderous eyes. His breath was Yuan Chunyue, and his long golden hair spread behind him, revealing a domineering face.

"The Golden Lion King, the third general under the fire demon god, is said to have reached the peak of the semi-saint, and the saint who is only a foot from the peak of the secular world." Everyone suddenly recognized the origin of this domineering man, which turned out to be the arrival of the fire demon god. This man was not only bloody, but also a prestige that had gone through ups and downs.

"It is said that the two had a collision when they were young, and there were rules in the world that did not hurt their families, but the two also did not stick to the rules and fought to the end. As a result, they had a deep bloodshed." Some people who know about it know the resentment and talk about it.

"It is said that the day before yesterday, the remnant blood Taoist retreated from the magic tide cave and returned empty-handed. The Golden Lion King is coming to rub the spirit of the remnant snow Taoist."

Phoenix's Pannirvana has reached the final stage, and the success or failure can no one else can control. At this moment, two equally bloody people are facing each other.

The Golden Lion King roared. He was too fast. Ordinary people had to mobilize their spiritual power, and Tao was full of limbs and bones. It was probably an extremely long process to climb to the peak. This is the talent of the orcs. Their meridians are extremely thick, and the flow of breath is much faster than that of human beings. What's more, he is the king of the orcs. I don't know how much stronger he is than ordinary orcs. Suddenly, the sky is dark, and the sun and the moon are dull. It seems that a god of war slowly came out of the battlefield, and his breath soared to the sky.

"What a terrible momentum. This is the strongest man closest to the Holy Road, the general under the Fire Demon God. If I fight with him, I'm afraid I can't even catch a move."

He is really like a lion king. His body suddenly appears as a remnant moon Taoist. In his hand, there is a purple, a gold and two god hammers. The wind and thunder sound together, giving people a feeling that the heavenly way is about to collapse and the years will be reincarnated.

However, when this strong man, who was almost about to step on the invincible realm, saw the eyes of the Canyue Taoist, he almost lost his mind. What kind of eyes did that be? The Golden Lion King couldn't find any words to describe it, just like a waterfall flowing straight down, rolled up three thousand feet of water and flying swords, right in him. In a trance, the Canyue Taoist jumped up. It seemed that the white tiger soared to the sky and his big hand pressed down. The Golden Lion King resisted repeatedly, but he found that his power was completely suppressed by the Canyue Taoist. Even if its spiritual power exploded and the power of life burned, it was still useless.

"It's just an ant. Even if you have the ability to connect the sky, you are not a frog in the well." The Canyue Taoist sneered disdain, and the power in his hand became even more horrible. It was like a thunder sea after another, and like a meteorite falling one after another. The Golden Lion King was about to rise to the sky, but under the power of this great shore, the manpower was simply shallow. Only when you have seen the rivers and seas can you know the insignificantness of the river. Only when you have seen the mountains can you know it. Only then did the Golden Lion King know what kind of frog he was at the bottom of the well.

"You have arrived at the saint!" The Golden Lion King was shocked. He had already thought of the end of everything, and even thought about defeat, but he did not expect that the other party could break through the saint, go against the way, and transcend all sentient beings. Although he said that it was just a step away from the saint, the difficulty of crossing this step is almost beyond everything. His soul fights, and he has no confidence to reach this level in his lifetime.

"There is another strong enemy." The remnant moon Taoist is invincible in the semi-holy realm. Now a breakthrough is just to suppress the Golden Lion King on the ground with a big hand and kneel in mid-air. His whole body is imprisoned, unable to move, and his dignity is completely lost.

Everyone looks awe-inspiring. This era is becoming more and more chaotic. When others are strong, they think that their own power is small.

Boom!

A violent explosion, a huge mushroom cloud rose, and some weak people retreated one after another. Even some saints looked solemn. Phoenix was reborn, and the power of life converged into an ocean. At this time, Yuwen Xufeng did not hesitate to beat out the seeds of the tree of life in his hand. This power of life was like The meteor draws the most brilliant brilliance in the dark night sky. At this time, the trees of life are integrated into the phoenix, and the power of life condenses into one miniature world after another. The power of creation of the origin is integrated into the rock, making every divine feather of the phoenix flow with the glory of life.

Selected by the Tree of Life, it was originally a supreme glory, but in this big and wrong, they did not hesitate to throw away their glory, which is a feat that only people with great virtue and great wisdom can do.

The nine seeds are like the brightest stars in the night sky, illuminating the heavens and the world. At this moment, the Phoenix finally shows its most complete side to the world.

Clear, floating is the breath of the best. It is a holy and flawless divine bird, not stained with the dust of the world, but it falls into the mortal world for the sake of hunger.

The turbidity, taking off the stained evil dirt, is like the newborn fetus, indicating its arrival in the breath of life.

If the opposite of evil is good, then there is only a thin line between good and evil.

"All sentient beings suffer, just like this." Feng Weishang sighed silently that he himself is a person who is detached from outside the world, but the highest level of vulgarity is to enter the secular world. If he is separated from the world, he can't be described as a human being. His feelings are the deepest, and everything in front of him seems to be the inevitable law of the operation of heaven.

"No!" Suddenly, Feng Weishang noticed something. Every cell in his body was **, as if he couldn't help trembling.

He was afraid of something. Almost at the same time, everyone present had a different degree of vibration on his face. Even the residual blood changed his face and looked coldly at the corner where He Yiqing was.

There seems to be an invisible giant net, which nets the direction of fate...