Chirp in the palm of the reincarnation

"laugh……"

A cluster of flames ignited suddenly, hanging in front of Feng Lian, looking from afar as if there was a streak of fire burning between his eyebrows.

He turned into a human figure and landed on the magma with his toes. The phoenix fire burned hotly, and instantly forced the magma that had been rolling for thousands of years to make way forcibly, and rolled to both sides crowdedly.

The magma surged out of the wave wall of tens of feet, as if it could surge down at any time.

Feng Yan was alone, strolling on the wide scorched earth, without looking at the magma walls that were about to move on both sides.

The phoenix fire can burn everything in the world, covering the white robes.

Feng Yan stepped forward absentmindedly, a ray of flame invisible to others searched for the location of the Golden Crow inch by inch in the huge sea of ​​flames.

You should be able to find it within a few moments.

Le Sheng came from the wind, stood on the high cliff, looked at the tumbling sea of ​​flames, and gave a soft "tsk".

Even the Tonghe tribe can't get close to this year-round boiling magma.

In the entire Three Realms, perhaps only the Phoenix and the Golden Crow can walk freely in the sea of ​​magma.

Yin Teng scolded: "I won't serve you anymore! Get rid of me, I won't go... Ahhhhhhh!!"

Before he could finish cursing, Le Sheng jumped down from the cliff, and his long-haired robe was rattled by a blast of hot air that could burn people to the point of melting.

Body protection restraints spread all over his body, and Le Sheng jumped directly onto the scorched earth road behind Feng Li where the magma had not yet closed.

Yin Teng was about to fall over, screaming: "Magma! Roast me! Roast me! Where's your fucking roasted sugar cane?!"

Le Sheng: "..."

Le Sheng had no choice but to raise his hand to create a protective barrier for Yin Teng alone, and Yin Teng stopped scolding.

Sensing the movement behind, Feng Yan tilted her head slightly.

Le Sheng stepped forward: "My lord."

Feng Li took a look at the yin vine on Le Sheng's wrist.

Yin Teng was still whimpering, suddenly felt as if someone had hit his head with a stick, and immediately lost consciousness.

Feng Yan slowly withdrew her fingers and said flatly, "You don't have to come here."

Le Sheng laughed, but did not speak.

Feng Yan also knew that it would be useless to talk too much, so she continued to walk forward slowly.

Although the Yanhai is called the sea, it is not as big as imagined. Feng Yan looked up at the sealed barrier above his head while walking, and said, "Did it be made by people from the demon race?"

"Should." Le Sheng said, "The demons have never been dissatisfied with living here for a long time, but once they enter the Three Realms by their nature, there will be chaos. The saint of the demons...maybe they intend to let everyone be buried here today."

Feng Yan smiled: "Can the barrier be opened?"

"Disaster."

Feng Yan didn't ask any more questions, because the cluster of fire he released seemed to touch a layer of enchantment, and was bounced straight back.

As soon as he raised his hand, the wide sleeves drooped down, revealing the thin wrist bones, the palm shook back, and the fire suddenly buried in his hand from a distance, curled up in the meridian along the meridian Anshun.

Feng Hao said: "I found it."

After finding the hiding place of Jinwu, Feng Yan seemed to be in a better mood, he directly raised his hand, and released a dragon-like flame from the meridian without blinking.

With a bang, the Phoenix Fire opened its teeth and claws to break through the magma in front of it, and rushed hundreds of feet away.

Le Shengsheng's power swept out, covering the broken rocks that fell from the cliff, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Where is it?"

Feng Yan responded casually, tapped her toes, and arrived in front of the junction in an instant.

The translucent barrier is like an upside-down glass bowl, with golden crow flames faintly flowing in it.

Le Sheng stretched out his hand and pressed lightly, only to hear a "hiss", the flames on the enchantment seemed to be alive, suddenly condensed into a snake shape, and breathed fiercely at Le Sheng's palm.

Le Sheng's palm instantly turned red, and if there was no protective restraint, his paw could be roasted directly.

"Yo." Le Sheng withdrew his hand and looked around with great interest, "The Golden Crow Fire that comes from the same source as Yanhuoyu? It seems to be here."

Feng Hao said: "Stand back."

Le Sheng took a few steps back without any hesitation.

After Feng Yan finished speaking, he didn't say a word of nonsense at all, and he didn't even look at where Le Sheng retreated. He directly stretched out two fingers and pointed at the barrier, pouring majestic spiritual power in a flash.

Huo Huo was about to open his mouth to "ha" Feng Li, but when he sensed the spiritual power, he screamed and scattered in all directions.

The enchantment instantly turned into a thin slice like ice.

Feng Hao's eyes shook violently without blinking, and the Golden Crow Barrier was shattered abruptly.

There was a crackling sound.

The golden light shattered from the barrier slowly condensed together, turning into a golden golden crow feather fluttering down from the sky.

Feng Yan stretched out her long and slender fingers to catch the feather, her eyes narrowed, she didn't know what to think, and she carefully put the feather into her sleeve.

Le Sheng was almost scorched by the scattered flames just now, when he stepped forward and saw Feng Li's movement, he frowned and asked, "Is there any mystery about this feather? Is it still useful?"

Feng Hao said indifferently: "Well, the fireworks that are set off must be very beautiful."

Le Sheng: "..."

To be honest, I don't really understand you.

Feng Hao hadn't set off the fireworks with the Golden Crow Feather yet, Fu Yuqiu would definitely like such a brilliant color.

After the enchantment, there is a cave made of magma.

The Golden Crow is hidden in it.

Feng Li was about to step forward when he suddenly felt a familiar tugging in his heart.

Fu Yuqiu fell asleep again.

Feng Yan sensed something was wrong.

It seems that since Fu Yuqiu returned to Wenyou Valley, he has become more and more lethargic.

It took only half a day, and I fell asleep two or three times.

Feng Hao guessed that perhaps it was related to the spirit pill, even though Fu Yuqiu's soul had entered the white bird's shell, the spirit pill repaired by Feng Beihe might still have fragments of the soul.

If it was swallowed by the Golden Crow, perhaps Fu Yuqiu's soul could be severely injured again.

Feng Hao stretched out his hand and pressed his chest, but made up his mind not to respond, and quickened his pace to go to Jinwu's hiding place.

Le Sheng also stepped up to follow.

But before he got close, the tall man in front of him suddenly stopped in his tracks as if he was annoyed.

Le Sheng asked strangely: "My lord?"

Feng Yan closed her eyes slightly, sighed silently, stretched out her hand and blew off half of her long hair, and when the Phoenix fire burned, it turned into a thread and penetrated into her heart.

After doing all this, he opened his eyes, and looked coldly at the "fire bun" that looked like it was stuffed with golden crow.

so troublesome.

Feng Hao thought to himself: "We need to make a quick decision."

With this thought in mind, he said to Le Sheng again: "Back off."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Le Sheng to react, the phoenix fire shot up all over Feng Li's body, and instantly burned the sky and covered the earth with flames, burning towards the Golden Crow magma like a broken bamboo.

Le Sheng: "..."

Le Sheng was almost roasted, and raised his hand to extinguish the flames on his sleeve with spiritual power. He had a bad temper, but at this moment he couldn't hold back after holding back for a long time, and glared at Feng Lian.

The yin vine on his wrist was also burned awake, screaming: "What? You roasted me?!"

Le Sheng's venomous tongue finally had a place to play: "Not yet, you are not sugar cane, and there is no juice after roasting you. I am too busy to roast you?"

Yindeng: "..."

Yin Teng was stunned, stunned for a long time, and was about to fight back angrily: "You..."

"boom--"

The surrounding magma boiled instantly, and the phoenix fire even made the sound of strong winds.

"What the hell?!" Surrounded by phoenix fire, Yin Teng was about to go crazy, "Where is this?! I want to go!"

Lesheng Yufeng wanted to stay away from Fengzhang, but the Phoenix Fire attacked indiscriminately, and he took a lot of effort to fly into the air without being scorched.

The sea of ​​flames below has become a piece of purgatory. Feng Li stood there with a long body, walking slowly through the flames, and the hem of his clothes was burning fiercely in the fire.

He raised his hand and brushed away the scorched magma, revealing a dying three-legged golden crow inside.

Jinwu's body is translucent, it should be in the state of spirit, and that small body is tightly holding a crystal clear panacea.

——That is Fu Yuqiu's crimson spirit and secluded grass panacea.

Seeing the Golden Crow, Le Sheng's pupils shrank, and he rushed down quickly regardless of the burning Phoenix fire below.

Yin Teng hurriedly stopped him: "What are you doing?! Be careful of being burned to death!"

Le Sheng could no longer hear what he was saying.

When he saw the three-legged Golden Crow, his heart went blank, and he even felt strangely grateful that "it's a good thing it's still alive".

fortunately……

Fortunately, there was still a Golden Crow alive back then, otherwise, where would he vent his century-old pain?

Who is he going to find to avenge the murder of his wife?

Le Sheng fell into the phoenix fire, his face did not meet the madness of the enemy, and even had a kind of strange calm.

The phoenix fire is no longer burning, and it is as quiet as coral facing the sky.

Feng Yang was extremely fast, and his first reaction when he saw the Golden Crow was to grab the elixir.

The spiritual power of Phoenix Fire and Lesheng went towards Jinwu at the same time.

The sound of piercing the air pierced the eardrums.

Yin Teng seemed to have seen something, and suddenly said sharply.

"Don't touch it—"

In the next moment, the dying Golden Crow opened its pupils instantly, revealing a pair of scarlet vertical pupils burning with flames.

At the same time, a dense rain of flames rained down without warning.

The sea of ​​flames that had been suppressed by the phoenix fire was instantly controlled to gallop towards the place where the four of them were located.

"Boom" with a loud noise.

The magma was wrapped in flames and rain, instantly engulfing Feng Li and Le Sheng.

in a dream.

Fu Yuqiu raised her head in doubt, feeling her feet were shaken.

There was no logic in the dream, so he didn't think too much about it, and continued to play in Wenyou Valley in the dream.

Fu Yuqiu didn't want to call Fenghuang at first, but he couldn't control his mind, even if he tried to restrain himself, his mind was still full of ugly monsters.

Just when Fu Yuqiu was secretly annoyed, he suddenly felt a familiar breath blowing towards his face.

He was overjoyed and hurriedly looked up.

A cluster of flames appeared out of thin air, faintly falling towards Fu Yuqiu.

Fu Yuqiu stretched out her hand in doubt, and took the familiar cluster of phoenix fire in her palm.

The flames danced happily in Fu Yuqiu's palm, as if trying to make him happy.

Fu Yuqiu pursed her lips and smiled unconsciously.

He was no longer afraid of fire, and even reached out to light a flame.

Soon, the flame seemed to be lighted comfortably, and there was a "chirp" on the spot. The small ball of fire suffocated vigorously, took a few breaths of air, and there was a muffled "bang", and a small fire rose up. white mist.

Fu Yuqiu reached out and waved the smoke.

After the fog cleared, a small, chubby little phoenix stood quietly in Fu Yuqiu's palm.

Fu Yuqiu was taken aback.

That little phoenix is ​​only half of Feng Yang's feathers, and it doesn't have any intelligence, it all moves according to instinct.

It is round and round, like a white bird that is so fat that it has no neck. It is still beautiful with gorgeous feathers all over its body, and there is a long tail trailing behind it, like a candied hawthorn with only one hawthorn ball left.

Little Phoenix rubbed against Fu Yuqiu's fingers, and happily spread its chubby wings towards Fu Yuqiu, as if wanting him to hug her.

"Chirp!"

Fu Yuqiu: "???"