Zhang Xiaohan couldn't say any words of persuasion, those words or questions she felt hypocritical, she also came step by step, every time she stepped on someone else's bones, didn't she believe in the respect of the strong, and now she finally understood that all her hesitation and persuasion were just to comfort herself, for her own peace of mind.
Her heart has actually been ruthless.
Her body slowly seeped out red light, and a strong flame suddenly burned out from her body, and a large area of flames formed the figure of a phoenix, and Zhang Xiaohan's body was the upright body of the phoenix.
The loud cry of "chirp" suddenly pierced the silence of the abyss, and where the sound passed, it was like a huge thunder and lightning splitting down, and the dark abyss made a silent vibration, as if the mountains were collapsing and the rivers were reversing.
The black city in front of him also shook, and black flames suddenly burned in the sky above the city, and characters vaguely appeared in the flames, and these characters quickly merged together to form a big "king" character.
The word king, the three horizontal represents the heavens, the earth and the people, and the middle vertical runs through the heavens, the earth and the people, but obviously, this prince is incomplete, because they have lost the body of the emperor and left the imprisoned soul, so the middle of the vertical is blurred, but as soon as the word king comes out, the powerful coercion will be pressed straight over, Yan Qing, Shenjun and Chen Yu work together to resist Zhang Xiaohan's phoenix fire.
There is no emperor who doesn't know the fire of the phoenix, especially Chen Yu, where this flame comes from, he knows it clearly, how powerful this flame is, even clearer than Zhang Xiaohan, the flame of the king that the three of them barely formed together is the self-esteem of the emperor.
This is a duel between the king and the king, no one has a way out, even if Zhang Xiaohan's soldiers are not Zhang Xiaohan, someone will come sooner or later, as a ghost world spirit, there are only two such two paths, either fight and scatter, disappear forever in the Five Realms, or become a ghost slave who is sacrificed.
This is the fate of the fallen gods, since they want to enjoy endless longevity during their lifetime, they will have to pay the price after death.
A small fire phoenix suddenly pounced on the black city, the moment this flame left its body, the fire phoenix on Zhang Xiaohan's body disappeared suddenly, and the king character above the city suddenly shrank sharply, and the two flames, red and black, collided fiercely together.
This phoenix flame is Zhang Xiaohan's strength, from the moment she became a monk, she never showed mercy when she fought, no matter what kind of monk the opponent is, no matter how strong she is, what she believes in is either not to do it, once she does it, she will go all out.
She respects her opponent, and never dares to underestimate any opponent, not to mention facing the three emperors, she still remembers the strength of the Xiao Shennian, and the only thing she relies on is the expectation of the phoenix.
"Boss Zhang" Shui Chun blurted out, his voice hurried.
Zhang Xiaohan stood with her hands down, this attack, she had already released all her mana, if someone took advantage of this attack on her, she would have almost no power to resist.
Yan Qing's roar came from the darkness, this roar was like substance, shaking the wind and rolling in, Zhang Xiaohan looked at the dark city sky with an expressionless face, watching the collision of red and black, as if he didn't hear Yan Qing's roar.
The red flame suddenly rose up, if this dark world can make another sound, it will inevitably be a loud "bang" of the flame's growth, and it must be matched with the most spectacular sound for the splendor that burns in the darkness, the small phoenix flame quickly spread and climbed to cover the entire city, and countless spirits suddenly struggled out of the city.
Like a moth to a fire, it is a moth to a fire, as long as the soul is contaminated with a little flame, it will quickly burn, and it will disappear into light smoke in an instant, Shui Chun impulsively shouted "Boss Zhang" and then had no words, just stunned to watch the bright red flames reflect the black city more and more fiercely.
"It's so ruthless, I underestimate you."
A roar suddenly burst out from the flames, directly penetrating into Zhang Xiaohan's divine thoughts, and the Qiankun Ding in the divine thoughts suddenly buzzed, as if this roar was a drumstick hitting the Qiankun Ding, and the Qiankun Ding was about to leave the body in a flash, Zhang Xiaohan Zhang Xiaohan forced it to press down with his divine thoughts.
In the sea of fire, three black flames suddenly gushed out, these three flames were not rushing against the phoenix fire, but snatching the black divine soul with the phoenix fire, and wherever they passed, the divine soul fled in the black and red flames, and if the abyss could make a sound, it would be filled with desperate howls of pain.
Zhang Xiaohan was unmoved, just stared at the flames indifferently, watching the flames chasing the divine souls, looking at the three powerful emperor divine souls, her divine power turned into phoenix fire and was exhausted, but her divine thoughts were still there, and there was no loss at all.
She tilted her head slightly, glanced at Shui Chun, and didn't make a move, she knew what Shui Chun was hiding from her, and she also knew that what she was hiding was not aimed at her.
Shui Chun also looked at Zhang Xiaohan slightly, his eyes were as clear as ever, and the divine light that had not appeared for a long time suddenly appeared on his face, and Zhang Xiaohan's eyes suddenly closed in pain.
She can't look directly at such a clear and pure gaze, only she knows the darkness in her heart, she is a complete human race, and she has all the intelligence and cunning that a human race should have in her genes, but in the ten thousand years of time in this world, she has long learned to cover up these with superficial simplicity.
"Shui Chun" This is the angry shout of the Divine Monarch, in the flow of divine light on Shui Chun's face, a black shadow under the suppression of the bright red flames roared, the dignity of the emperor could only make him roar angrily, but he couldn't say a single extra word.
"The water is empty, it doesn't have to be like this."
Zhang Xiaohan said softly, at this moment she forgot about the divine consciousness transmission, but she didn't notice that her voice appeared clearly in the sky above the abyss.
But the power of pure faith is flowing into her body, Shui Chun's body is gradually blurring, a black divine soul in the sea of fire is also dimming, and the horizontal of the king character spread in the sea of fire is disappearing.
A kind of power different from the original divine power flowed in the body, Zhang Xiaohan looked at the gradually blurred body in a daze, watched his clear eyes gradually melt like water, and clearly felt the sad joy in his heart, and a voice shouted in his body: Reject this power.
But she didn't move.
"Shui Chun, have you seen it, this is the hypocrisy of the human race, what is the difference between her and Qianqi" I can't tell whether it is the voice of the Divine Monarch or the voice of Yan Qing, this voice is buzzing in the divine thoughts, but it seems to be extremely distant, suppressed in the depths of the divine thoughts. t1706231537: