Fantasy for sure.
Feng Xinxiao was stunned, and her heart was filled with only one thought, what kind of law is this? Isn't it... too scary
This refreshes his worldview, can absorb power, and is simply a bug.
Feng Xinxiao didn't know that Ouyang Ming was not feeling well either. The power contained in this black hair is too strong, and its edge is hidden. In just a moment, all the internal organs in his body were completely displaced. As long as this power is stronger, he will definitely pay a heavy price if he tries to resolve it like this. Unfortunately, he didn't know. So at this moment, he felt that the powerful human race in front of him was like an iceberg. What he saw was always just a corner and could not be fathomed.
Dahuang and King Kong exchanged a look, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Feng Xiang looked at the collapsed cauldron with a strange light in his eyes. He sent a message to Xiao Hong and said, "Feng Ling, how do you know him? Tell me, and don't let go of the smallest details."
It was the first time that Xiaohong saw Fengxiang acting so solemnly, not hiding anything, telling everything about what happened in the lower world. After speaking, she lightly jumped onto Fengxiang's shoulder, waiting for his next words.
"You mean, the flame you felt for the first time was purple? And it made you feel a sense of fear?" Feng Xiang asked via voice message.
Little Red's wings moved upward, her eyes rolled around, and she nodded slightly.
Feng Xiang did not answer, but the light in his eyes was extremely bright.
Looking at Ouyang Ming was like looking at a rare treasure. That gaze made goosebumps appear on Xiaohong's skin and she felt a chill.
Of course, the most shocked person was the strong man from the Phoenix Clan who followed Feng Xinxiao.
They exchanged glances with each other. A strong man at the peak of his venerable state ruffled his feathers and said in horror: "I... am I dreaming? Come on, hit me."
"Bang!" The Phoenix Clan strongman next to him hit his head hard and hissed. He glared: "Why do you use so much force? It hurts!"
"Hiss..." All the strong men of the Phoenix Clan understood that this was not a dream, and the sound of breathing resounded in their ears.
It's not that they are ignorant, but that there is really no comparison between the Venerable and the Emperor.
They had seen that Feng Xinxiao just blew a breath, and the body of a spiritual beast at the peak of the venerable body collapsed, as if a sharp carving knife had picked out all the flesh and blood on its body. But now, such a ruthless person has suffered a big loss at the hands of a venerable person. If this were told, would anyone believe it? I can only use four words to describe it - incredible.
Just when their minds were confused, they saw the yin-yang fish flying up and down in mid-air, mysterious and indescribable, shaking out two arcs.
One white and one black, intertwined.
At this moment, the gorgeous colors in the entire world seemed to disappear, leaving only white and black.
Feng Xinxiao's eyes became solemn as never before, and the flesh and blood on her body trembled. I just felt terrified, as if there was some kind of unspeakable crisis looming over me.
Black and white, seemingly simple, but not simple, contain the charm of simplicity.
As the two white lines got closer and closer to Feng Xinxiao, he felt an urge to run away in a hurry. This feeling came suddenly and inexplicably, but it was extremely real. Even his eyes became numb and blank, losing their compelling light.
It was at this time that a voice with no hint of joy or anger came from the distant pavilion: "That's enough!"
As this sound echoed, time, space, and even the mysterious laws slowed down, and were frozen in mid-air by a mysterious and strange force. This sound set off a swarm of thunder, which fell from the sky and directly crushed the white and black lines.
Even Ouyang Ming was shaken out of that strange state, and the Yin-Yang fish in the sky suddenly dispersed.
Ouyang Ming staggered and staggered backwards. He felt a majestic pressure fall on his shoulders, and even the blood in his body stopped flowing.
"Not bad!" This voice without joy or sorrow sounded again, as if it had never appeared before, the pressure on Ouyang Ming suddenly lightened up, the wind slowly blew the leaves, and the world returned to calm.
Feng Xinxiao's face turned pale, and she looked deeply at Ouyang Ming with a complicated expression. After a few breaths, she turned and left.
Feng Xiang glanced at the distant pavilions, turned his eyes faintly in a circle, bit his teeth lightly, walked to Ouyang Ming, and asked with concern: "Brother Ou, are you okay?"
Ouyang Ming raised his chin and stared into his eyes calmly. After a moment, he shook his head gently and said with a smile, "It's okay!"
Feng Xiang took a deep breath, lowered his voice, and asked, "Brother Ou, I'm sorry to be so presumptuous, but I wonder what level the Heavenly Phoenix Fire is in your spiritual world?"
"I don't know." Ouyang Ming's eyes darkened and he spread his hands domineeringly.
"As expected." Feng Xiang nodded lightly, and after seeing the doubtful look on Ouyang Ming's face, he took the initiative to explain: "That's it, within the Feng Clan, the Heavenly Phoenix Fire is divided into seven categories based on the richness of its bloodline. A big level." When he said this, he paused deliberately, obviously to whet everyone's appetite. At this time, even Xiaohong became curious and chirped on his shoulder, meaning to urge him to hurry up. explain.
Feng Xiang coughed, cleared his throat, and said: "The lowest level is red, but it is the one with the largest base of the Feng clan. After that, there are orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and finally purple, but this This color only exists in legends and has been passed down by the Phoenix clan for hundreds of thousands of years. It has never been seen before, and even blue has only appeared once."
When Ouyang Ming heard this, his heart was filled with turmoil.
At the beginning, the phoenix fire in his spiritual world was purple.
But his expression didn't show anything, and he looked at Feng Xiang calmly. He knew in his heart that since Feng Xiang said this, there must be something else behind the words.
Sure enough, this thought has not disappeared. Fengxiang clasped his fists tightly and said with a sincere face: "Brother Ou, I have some unkind feelings." As he said that, his legs bent and his center of gravity sank, but Ou Yangming used both hands to Hold.
"Brother Feng, you are trying to offend me. Get up first!" Ouyang Ming said with a bitter smile.
This is what makes Ouyang Ming smart in his behavior. He knows how to climb up the pole. He knew in his heart that Feng Xiang wanted to make good friends with him, so he changed his title, from Brother Feng Xiang to Brother Feng, and he became a lot closer at once. Things like human relations and sophistication, if you think about it more, that's all.
Feng Xiang had a clear mind and quickly grasped the key to these words. He stood up and said: "Brother Ou, you also know that the main war faction has already issued a letter of challenge and is powerful, but on the other hand, my side is capable of taking action. All the blacksmiths have been sent out, and now there is really no one available, so I would like to ask you to fight on behalf of the Peace Department. "
"Who was the one who helped the Phoenix Clan strongman earlier?" Ouyang Ming did not answer. Instead, he raised his head and asked an incomprehensible question.
"Feng Tian, one of the strongest people in the Feng Clan!" Feng Xiang gave Ouyang Ming a thoughtful look and answered with a smile.
"The war faction?" he asked again.
"Yeah." Feng Xiang replied.
Ouyang Ming was silent for a moment and said softly: "I am very interested in the Phoenix Clan's technology for forging flying boats."
Hearing this, Feng Xiang laughed heartily.
He raised his steps and led forward, bringing Ouyang Ming and the three spirit beasts in with a very low posture.
Some of the Phoenix Clan's strong men looked surprised and began to speculate about who this human race was. They could see that this group of people had him as the core.
Along the path paved with spiritual stones, we came to a huge courtyard. How big is this courtyard? Let's put it this way, it covers an area of thousands of feet and has complete facilities. It has everything you need, such as rockeries, rivers, and green trees. There are only things you can't imagine, and there is nothing that is not available here.
In the courtyard, Feng Xiang said, "Brother Ou, if you need anything, just call on the servants."
"Thank you, Brother Feng!" Ouyang Ming said politely.
"Hey, these words are too unfamiliar. Fengling and I are brothers. You are still new here. If you don't take care of me, who will take care of you? To say the least, you saved me from danger." Feng Xiang blinked. The gentle smile brought the relationship between the two people much closer.
As expected of an old monster who has lived a long time, everything he says and does is beautiful.
Ouyang Ming sighed inwardly and did not answer, but his face became solemn. He stepped on the cobblestones in the small courtyard and said in a deep voice: "Brother Feng, I wonder what the main battle faction's challenge is for this time?" Although his I was already sure, but I still asked.
Feng Xiang quickened his steps and replied: "Show strength, win over the neutrals, and isolate us."
"I'm not from the Phoenix tribe, can I still participate in the competition?" Ouyang Ming asked again.
Feng Xiang stopped and looked at the blue sky. The smile on his face turned cold: "Who said you are not a Phoenix? If you have the fire of the Phoenix, you are a Phoenix." If people who are familiar with Feng Xiang see his current expression, they will You know, someone is going to be in trouble.
Someone is indeed going to be unlucky. Who would have thought that after the competition, 10% of the neutrals would turn to the peacemakers.
Fengxiang sat for a while, drank a pot of tea, and then left with Xiaohong.
Ouyang Ming looked at his retreating back and felt extremely emotional in his heart. When he saw Feng Xiang in the spirit world, he could only look up to him, but now he can call him a brother. This is the benefit of strength.
"No wonder both the dragon and phoenix clans want to get the original power." Ouyang Ming sighed with a smile.
After Feng Xiang's figure dissipated in the mist, he began to sit cross-legged and sort out what happened in this period of time in the spiritual world. Things were not big or small, let alone detailed. He did it extremely seriously.
Half an hour later, he opened his eyes and said: "I accidentally fell into the whirlpool of the Dragon and Phoenix clans. Now even if I want to escape, others won't allow me."
Forcefully suppress these thoughts, abandon the distracting thoughts in your mind, and start visualizing the snow-capped mountains in the spiritual world.
This has been engraved in his soul. No matter how busy he is, he will always take an hour to contemplate the snow-capped mountains.
Moreover, since he understood the law, the speed at which the snowy mountains are stacked has doubled.
And this is also one of his biggest trump cards at the moment.