[Slow Travel] How to show affection correctly

The news about Guifeng is almost all secrets.

Few people know that not only can ghost phoenixes fail to lay eggs between males and females to hatch their offspring, what's more, their reproduction is actually based on sacrifices and flesh and blood.

Phoenix, originally the male is called Feng, and the female is called Huang.

But the reason why the ghost and phoenix clan erased the word "huang" is because after practicing the evil method of swallowing flesh and blood, the female body cannot survive for more than a hundred years.This is a catastrophe for a fetish whose lifespan is close to hundreds of thousands of years.

Due to the scarcity of follow-up records, as if everything in that time period was deliberately erased by someone, no one knows what happened later.

It's just that when the existence of "ghost phoenix" appears in everyone's awareness, even ordinary people will know that this family has been extinct for a long time.

After all, if there is still a trace of prestige as a god, it is impossible to be controlled by mortals.

The ghost phoenix we are talking about now is just a descendant who bears that curse but does not inherit the divine power.Since a long time ago, they have been appointed under the emperor of the mortal world, fighting for every king.

During this period, there were also many conjectures and rumors in the cultivation world.

There is a saying that the people of the Guifeng tribe must rely on human flesh and blood to survive. They worked for the emperor, and the emperor gave some of the mortals he could command and control as rewards and gave them to Guifeng as rations.

Another theory is that the ghost and phoenix were disrespectful against the heavens and were punished. They were obviously gods and noble bodies, but they wanted to work for mortals who even ordinary monks didn't look down on them.

But what about the fact?

All are mysteries.

Up to now, the blood of the Guifeng clan is extremely rare, and only one person is known to the world.

——That is also the last ghost phoenix in the world.

He has lived for 400 years and assisted six generations of emperors.During the period, the territory was expanded, the country was destroyed, and the city was finally allowed to exist firmly on this piece of land.

Although the cultivators are unwilling to admit it, even if the bloodline is extremely thin, the bloodline of the god is still blasphemed by those who cannot practice.

No matter what realm a cultivator has reached, as long as he is close to the ghost and phoenix, he will feel a kind of fear that comes from the depths of his soul and is almost instinctive.

Otherwise, just relying on the righteous way of cultivating, just a mere mortal capital, has long been reduced to an appendage of the cultivation world, so there is no need to abide by the rules that cultivators are not allowed to act recklessly in the mortal world.

All in all, the existence of this ghost phoenix is ​​really subtle, that's why everyone, including the Holy One and the Blood Emperor, had such a big reaction after seeing those words.

Since the cloth was brought out by Princess Ducheng who claimed to have worked hard, it is probably true.

Ghosts and phoenixes rebel and will enter ghosts.

What is he doing here?

Why at this juncture?

Now that both sides of Xiujie Zhengdao Moxiu are gathered here, if he really arrives, it is not impossible to restrain everyone with his own blood power alone.

not to mention……

"Hasn't that old monster been entrenched in Wuling Swamp? So many people have gone there before, and I haven't seen him chasing him out once!" A young monk looked flustered, and his emotions seemed to be about to collapse.

"Is he coming here too!? We can't stand a ghost phoenix, plus the old monster, could it be that this ghost is about to become a mass grave!"

What he said was ugly, but it was really what most people were really worried about.

Just when the atmosphere was almost frozen and needles could be heard throughout the huge competition venue, Princess Qianli spoke.

"Everyone knows that that thing has always obeyed my father's orders, but now it's leaving like this because he got a treasure!"

The haughty girl bypassed Yao Ji, walked to the front and looked directly at the blood emperor sitting on the seat.

"Dare to ask the Blood Emperor if he has a white fish jade pendant."

The blood emperor ignored her, and even stretched his neck to pick up a grape peeled by Jin Nu.

Qian Li was extremely annoyed, she took a few quick breaths and used her spiritual power, her voice sounded a bit sharp and piercing for a moment.

"The white fish jade pendant has the effect of breaking the restraint of the formation. It's really a good thing! I saw him go to Wuling with my own eyes, and when he came back, there was a lifelike fish floating beside him!"

"Full of nonsense!"

A streak of crimson spiritual power swirled down with a raging fire that could almost scorch the sky. Qian Li had just built a foundation, and it was impossible to dodge such an attack.

She could almost feel the flesh on her face being roasted, and she even seemed to be able to hear the scorching smell of hair curled up by the heat.

A crystal-clear ice wall rose out of thin air, and the dense ice spiritual power on it fought against the flames, bursts of steam burst out, and a large mist formed in a short while.

Countless ice ridges poured out from all directions, and they all counterattacked back to Jinnu's position, kicking up a large cloud of dust on the ground.

This move only lasted for a few breaths, Qianli covered half of her face and screamed, but was suddenly pressed down by an irresistible momentum, unable to utter a single word.

I saw a phantom giant hand appearing in the air, crushing the icicles that attacked before.

"Ghost, it's not your turn to be presumptuous."

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, as if the air had become viscous with these words, and had been dyed blood-like scarlet.

Yao Ji was holding two swords, her legs were trembling, and she almost knelt down.

But she insisted on biting the tip of her own tongue, and using the blood as a trigger, she quickly made a formula, calling out a translucent cover as thin as a cicada's wing to cover Princess Qianli at the side.

The Holy One, who had been sitting on the lotus pedestal, finally stood up. He walked step by step, and the ground was like a lake with golden ripples. Wherever his breath touched, the suppressed and terrifying coercion was driven away.

Whether it is the righteous way or the magic cultivator, they seized this gap and took a few breaths to catalyze the true essence and spiritual power in their bodies to resist a little.

Jin Nu is the only direct disciple of the Blood Emperor. She will not be forced to breathe by the Blood Emperor's coercion, but she just feels that the bones in her body are a little heavier.

She planned to kill Qianli.Just before Yaoji sacrificed her blood and released the formula.

However, when she saw Yao Ji's desperate figure, a strange feeling made her stop.

But before she was given time to figure out what that feeling was, Jin Nu suddenly and keenly noticed a trace of breath.

——A breath that she will never admit wrong in her whole life.

Immediately afterwards, she heard the righteous person say, "It seems that the things recorded on the cloth are true."

She will never forget that moment.

It was originally night, and the moonlight was also the same hazy pink as in the past few decades.

But the ghostly sky suddenly appeared colorful colors, like a rainbow in the sun after the rain, gorgeous and changing.