Chapter 1052 Are you disappointed?
In the blazing blue flames, Feng Xuanzhi closed his eyes slightly and stood inside with a calm expression.
This daunting and fiery aura had no effect on him.
As his breath surged, he slowly opened his slender red phoenix eyes, and his handsome face looked a little evil at the moment.
At this moment, almost everyone looked at him with tears in their eyes, too happy and excited to speak.
Hong Liuyun and others stood there, all ecstatically murmuring to themselves.
Because no one could have imagined that Phoenix Nirvana, whose cultivation at the seventh level of Youyan Jue had less than an average success rate, would actually be reversed from certain death by his own talent and strength.
When the disciples of the Feng Clan saw him safe and sound, they were all so happy that they shed tears.
They didn't care about their rude emotions, but their squirming lips could only cry softly: "Senior Brother..."
Just a moment ago, they thought that their respected senior brother, the most outstanding disciple among the younger generation of the Feng clan, had really died here!
At that moment, the despair in their hearts could not be described in words, and no one knew how heartbroken they were as fellow disciples.
And now, their backer is back!
Standing in front of everyone with stronger and more invulnerable power.
This kind of surprise of being lost and found can only be deeply understood by those who have experienced it.
Feeling the movement coming from behind, Feng Xuanzhi suddenly showed a soft smile on his face, and said in a gentle and gentle voice: "I'm sorry for making everyone worried."
Bi Fan smiled unconsciously.
The huge pressure of facing the demons seemed to have dissipated at this moment, making people feel more relaxed.
He smiled and responded: "It's okay!"
Fang Qi tried hard to calm down the excitement in his heart.
After silently wiping the moisture from the corners of his eyes, he turned to look at him, showed a smile and said, "Congratulations, senior brother, on your successful nirvana!"
Feng Xuanzhi smiled and said: "I knew all your movements before.
It's just that at that time, my soul was in a state of nothingness.
I could only sense you, but couldn't send out any signals, which would make you sad in vain."
"You did a great job while I was away.
I am very proud to have disciples like you in the Phoenix Clan."
He didn't speak much and his tone was calm, but it was not difficult to hear the fluctuations of emotions in his words.
He was not too surprised by the impulsiveness of Feng Jue and others.
As a senior fellow apprentice, he knew the character of these junior fellow apprentices very well.
Once he was caught in an unexpected situation, it goes without saying that he would live and die together.
What gratified him the most was that the junior disciples he had been cultivating could maintain the overall view of the ethnic group first at critical moments, which was really commendable.
Because making such a decision often requires a stronger heart and a heavier burden.
Pain is in everyone's heart.
Being able to restrain the pain and make the most correct decision is the most rare thing.
His performance has made his careful guidance over the years worthwhile.
Seeing that his choice was affirmed, the last wall in Fang Qi's heart collapsed completely.
The tears in his eyes burst out again, and he couldn't help but sob softly.
He is only a slightly older young man than Feng Jue and others.
He also wants to rush forward for revenge regardless, but there must be a rational mind in the tribe to make the right decision.
In the past, Feng Xuanzhi and Feng Wanqing were there, so I didn't have to worry about this at all.
The sudden change made him take on all this, and now he finally understands how difficult it is to be the leader of the tribe.
"Stop crying."
Feng Xuanzhi looked at him and smiled and consoled him: "A man is a true man, and he will not shed tears if he bleeds."
The group of people restrained their emotions, smiled and nodded heavily.
At this time, very high in the sky away from the central battlefield, Rong Huan frowned slightly.
Apparently he also felt something bad from the strangeness coming from the blue flames below.
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Ling Xiaoxiao pinched a ball of violent blue-green spiritual power and smashed it hard and fiercely like a cannonball.
He was slightly distracted and could not concentrate on dealing with it.
He was accidentally wrapped in this green color and almost There was a violent explosion in the air in an instant.
The whole person was beaten by this powerful spiritual energy, and his blood surged, and his bones seemed to be broken.
The rocks in the distance were also shaken to pieces by this fierce and domineering aura, and suddenly a large piece of rock fell.
The competition between the cultivation levels of the Spirit Lord Realm was no longer different from the fight at the peak of the Spirit Soul Realm.
Ling Xiaoxiao pinched the green spiritual power in her hand and said with a smile: "You didn't say it yourself, don't be distracted?
Why are you still knowingly committing the crime?"
Rong Huan held his breath and swallowed a mouthful of blood that surged up in his throat.
He raised his eyebrows and asked darkly, "You knew a long time ago that that guy is not dead?"
She smiled noncommittally: "You guess."
Rong Huan snorted, obviously not interested in guessing anything, and just said calmly: "Don't think that you can change anything if you survive."
Ling Xiaoxiao chuckled and looked at him with a hint of mockery in her eyes: "You really know nothing about the Phoenix Clan's Nirvana..." ...
On the battlefield below, Feng Xuanzhi turned around silently to look at his opponent, and asked with a smile: "Are you disappointed that I'm not dead?"
Mu Zhuo frowned, and although he felt a little uneasy towards his opponent who had risen from the ashes, he still sneered and said stubbornly, "So what?
If I can beat you to death once, there will be a second time!
What's more?
, do you think that since you are reborn, the dragon-slaying mark will be useless to you?"
He raised his hand to guide the familiar aura with great confidence, but suddenly found that it had disappeared without a trace.
He suddenly said with a face full of surprise: "You actually resolved my dragon-slaying mark?"
Feng Xuanzhi looked at him with a smile and said, "Do you think you can stop a phoenix after its nirvana with just that shapeless dragon-slaying pattern?"
After that, he slowly raised his palm, and a cluster of small, blue flames burned on his fingertips, like an active little fish twisting its body happily.
Just like what Mu Zhuo felt, this blue flame was completely different from the previous white.
He didn't dare to neglect it anymore.
He held the Qiankun Mirror and immediately poured in spiritual power to maintain the slowly flowing black around him. barrier.
Few people know that he is now at the end of his strength.
Although the dragon-slaying mark is strong, it consumes a huge amount of spiritual energy.
He no longer has much fighting power.
This black barrier is the last sense of security.
Feng Xuanzhi looked at him, always with a faint smile on his face, as if he had seen through his stern disguise.
The blue flame in his hand just flickered and swam like a fish. passed.
The flame was only the size of a flower, and wherever it could pass through, there was a faint black streak behind it.
That was because the flame aura was too strong, burning the walls of the space into pieces.