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- The wings of the Ice Phoenix Phantom are more than three hundred meters long when unfolded. Each time the wings flap, it can fly three hundred miles.
"The Ancient Saint Body of Ice Phoenix is ??as famous as the body of the true dragon, and is only a little weaker than the body of the true god. The Phoenix clan is even more famous for its speed. With Lingxi's current speed, even if he encounters the one-step holy king, he should He also has the ability to escape." Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.
He followed the ice phoenix phantom for unknown distance.
Gradually, thick rainbow vines appeared in front of them. They were intertwined between the sky and the ground. They were like colorful sacred trees and a colorful net.
Mu Lingxi said: "The induction has become stronger, and it should be close to the inheritance place of the Ice and Fire Phoenix."
Suddenly
"Wow¡ª¡ª"
A ball of flame rushed out from the Rainbow Vine and hit the phantom of the Ice Phoenix flying above.
With a bang, the Ice Phoenix shadow was beaten so hard that it whined and fell from mid-air.
The light emitted by the ice phoenix shadow has become much dimmer.
Because the True Shadow was attacked, Mu Lingxi only felt that the blood in his body was not flowing smoothly, and it was difficult to stabilize his figure, and his delicate body kept falling backwards. At this moment, a warm and generous hand pressed on her back, forming a vortex of energy that dissolved the force she was bearing.
Mu Lingxi looked back and saw Zhang Ruochen's handsome face and sharp eyes.
"I come."
A resolute and confident voice came out of Zhang Ruochen's mouth.
The flame did not dissipate, but instead swooped down.
It was a sacred bird with three heads, but the flames emanating from it were so dazzling that it looked like a ball of flames.
Zhang Ruochen glanced at the sacred flame bird coldly, formed a palm seal with his right hand, and struck out with a palm.
In the palm of his hand, a giant dragon flew out and hit the flame sacred bird. Immediately, the two exploded at the same time, turning into a rain of fire.
Moyin showed a strange look and said: "Is it a holy bird or a fireball?"
"It's just a pattern drawn by some old guy." Zhang Ruochen said.
Mu Lingxi took the Shadow of Zhizhen back into her body and guessed who the old guy Zhang Ruochen was talking about was. Her crystal mouth curled up, revealing a look that was half-smiling but not smiling.
"Zhang Ruochen, I am a master of painting, you'd better show some respect."
Between the colorful rainbow vines, an old man wearing a Confucian robe walked out.
The old man was holding a bronze paintbrush, with a straight face, bright eyes, and a natural air of pride about his body.
Who is Chu Siyuan?
"Grandmaster of Painting Taoism? Senior Mr. Ju, have you become a little swollen after you broke through to the realm of the Holy King?" Zhang Ruochen said.
Hearing the words "Mr. Ju", rugged veins appeared on Chu Siyuan's old face, and powerful spiritual power surged from his heart and converged on the bronze pen in his hand.
In the entire Kunlun world, there are no more than three spiritual monks who practice painting and can reach the realm of the Holy King. Therefore, in Chu Siyuan's view, calling himself a "painting master" is a normal thing and a matter of course.
With his current spiritual attainments and painting attainments, doesn¡¯t he deserve this title?
How could he endure being ridiculed by a junior and calling out a title he least wanted to hear?
"So what if it swells? I still have to teach you a lesson today."
The bronze pen in Chu Siyuan's hand was like a spiritual snake, dancing rapidly in his hand, drawing mysterious lines in mid-air.
"Shua."
Almost instantly, Zhang Ruochen appeared in front of Chu Siyuan. The ancient Shen Yuan sword in his hand was pointed at the center of Chu Siyuan's eyebrows, breathing out the sword's light.
"So fast."
Chu Siyuan screamed secretly. At the same time, the brush in his hand stopped abruptly and did not continue to draw.
Zhang Ruochen raised the black heavy sword in his hand and said: "What about the master of painting? Even if your mental power is twice as strong, as long as you are within thirty feet of me, I can kill you with one sword."
There was no fear in Chu Siyuan's eyes, and he still had a cold face, as if he wanted to kill.
Zhang Ruochen asked: "Where is Qiu Yu?"
"Run away!" Chu Siyuan said.
Zhang Ruochen naturally didn't believe it and said, "He was seriously injured at that time. With your cultivation, you still couldn't control him?"
"You are the bossThe Pure Fire of Destruction is not pure. Instead, it is fused with part of the Dark Winter Water and cancels each other out. Therefore, the temperature and power are not very strong, and it appears light blue.
The closer you get to the holy source of the Ice and Fire Phoenix, the darker the color of the lake becomes, and the more terrifying it becomes to destroy the divine fire. At the position closest to the holy source, the pure annihilation divine fire has reached the level of medium annihilation, showing a green and white color.
The same is true at the other end of the lake.
At the edge of the lake, there is only a hundred-year winter water, and then it gradually turns into a thousand-year winter water, and a ten-thousand-year winter water. At the position closest to the holy source of the Ice and Fire Phoenix, it turned into the power of extreme Yin and Dark Ice.
Zhang Ruochen said: "If you want to get the inheritance of the Ice and Fire Phoenix, I'm afraid there is a lot of danger."
"Is there anything in the world that can be obtained for nothing? Danger and opportunity coexist."
Mu Lingxi didn¡¯t want to live under Zhang Ruochen¡¯s protection forever. She knew that this was her biggest chance. Even if she died, she had to give it a try.
A moment later, Mu Lingxi stepped into the lake and stood at the edge, surrounded by hundreds of years of winter water.
Even the century-old winter water was bitingly cold. Mu Lingxi's petite and slender body was trembling slightly, but she stood strong in it and did not escape back to the shore.
As she moved her skills, a pair of gorgeous phoenix wings shot out from her back.
"Why do every woman I know work so hard? They could have had an easier life." Several beautiful figures appeared in Zhang Ruochen's mind unconsciously, and he was suddenly filled with thoughts.
However, Zhang Ruochen was soon awakened by a harsh sword sound, and his thousands of thoughts were buried deep in his heart.
"Master, someone wants to seize the merit book wall"
"Boom."
A powerful sword energy struck Moyin's body, knocking her backwards and flying away. The vines that were originally wrapped around the wall of the merit book were cut off by the sword energy and turned into sawdust and dust.
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