Rebirth Fluffy Ball

"Little Phoenix?" Zhu Rong stared at the man in red in front of him, his old eyes widened.

Feng Xiange looked up and was surprised when he saw the red-haired old man approaching him: "Master!"

"You guys know each other?" Ling Zihao blinked. Feng Xiange had never been to Tianji, and Zhu Rong was affected by the seal and could never leave here. How could these two become masters and apprentices?

"Now is not the time to reminisce about the past," Ling Zixi interjected, "Let's save people first."

"Master, come and take a look." Feng Xiange came to his senses, and hurriedly supported the man in his arms for Zhu Rong to check.

Zhu Rong was reluctantly dragged here by the little fox, but now it was his apprentice whom he hadn't seen for thousands of years who asked for something. He didn't hesitate to squat next to Rong Xuan to check carefully.

The golden sword is shining brightly, and it is inserted straight into the well-proportioned chest. The handsome man's eyes are closed, and strands of white soul are still overflowing from the wound, surrounded by a light green barrier. Not to escape.

Zhu Rong gradually frowned: "Soul Devourer and Xuan Mo Tool are things that will kill you if you touch them, but Soul Devourer does not actually swallow the soul, but makes the soul escape. On the contrary, Xuan Mo is the best at devouring souls..."

"Old man red, you can't stop talking nonsense!" The Jingwei bird who was squatting on the side was not happy, and this man was dying, so why did he say these things, "You made this weapon, so you just say that you can't save it!" That's it."

"It's not that I'm rambling, but that this soul-devouring injury cannot be cured." Zhu Rong sighed.

"Master, it doesn't matter if the injury is not cured, as long as the person is alive." Feng Xiange calmed down at this time, and quickly analyzed the meaning of Zhu Rong's words.

"Little Phoenix, listen to me," Zhu Rong frowned, "I forged the weapon, but the effect of dispelling souls and souls was added by the Emperor of Heaven..." Speaking of this, Zhu Rong looked Looking at Feng Xiange whose eyes darkened in an instant, he couldn't bear it. It stands to reason that with Feng Xiange, the Nine Heavens God Phoenix, there is a rare glimmer of hope, but now the emperor will definitely not help, so he couldn't help sighing deeply.

The hope in Feng Xiange's eyes was shattered, and he hugged the person in his arms dejectedly, not to mention that the Emperor of Heaven refused to save him, even if he rushed to find the Emperor of Heaven now, it might be too late.He tried his best to run to the extreme of the sky, but in the end he came to the conclusion that there is no way to turn back the sky, he is not reconciled, not reconciled!Emperor of Heaven, I, Feng Xiange, want all your clansmen to give me the Xuan to be buried with me!

"Hmm..." The man in his arms snorted softly and frowned uncomfortably. Feng Xiange relaxed his arms in a hurry, and strangled him in pain just now.

"Grandpa, tell us everything you know, let's discuss it together, maybe there will be another way." Ling Zixi, who has the most leadership ability, used his ability in time.