The breeze swept over the high platform, and the sun also shone up.
Half of Feng Xinxiao's face was bathed in the morning light, with a look of ridicule on her face, and she said in a cold voice: "Evidence? You are an emperor, one of the top people in the world, how could you say such stupid things? Since you want evidence, okay, I'll tell you, the Phoenix Clan has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, and the Phoenix Clan's flames have the power of nirvana and rebirth, but the different levels of bloodline have different expressions." This voice contained different meanings. Spiritual power, together with thunder, resounded in all directions.
Even the Heavenly Phoenix Fire in the hands of Ouyang Ming and Feng Duxin faded.
As he spoke, the Phoenix Clan flame in his hand lit up - orange, extremely gorgeous.
The entire terrace fell silent, with only the sound of subtle breathing left. Feng Xinxiao squinted her eyes and felt it for a moment, then raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and then said: "The seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple correspond to the seven kinds of flames." , but the flame that lights up on his hand is white, how do you explain it?" His voice was solemn and solemn. As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed at Ouyang, with a dangerous look flashing in his eyes.
It seemed that as long as Feng Xiang couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation, he would mobilize all the strong men of the Feng clan to attack Ouyang Ming.
"Then how do you want me to explain?" Feng Xiang looked calm. He knew in his heart that when things got to this point, Feng Xinxiao was completely involved.
But precisely because of this, he became more and more calm, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
"Bloodline verification." Feng Xinxiao said every word with a startling red light in her eyes.
Feng Yun sat next to Feng Xiang, tapped the back of the chair with her middle finger, made a clicking sound, and said with final word: "Since you two can't argue, let's conduct a bloodline verification."
On the terrace, the strong men from the Phoenix Clan who were on the main fighting side exchanged glances.
The center of gravity sank at the same time, he exhaled and shouted in a muffled voice: "Bloodline verification!" The voice was uniform and contained spiritual power, like thunder from the sky crashing down from the sky, rolling up a spiritual energy storm. When it rolled in all directions, it directly dispersed all the white clouds floating in the sky.
The sinister look in Feng Xiao's eyes flashed away. Seeing that the time was ripe, he walked over with a smile and said softly: "Master Ou, you only need to put your hands on the Phoenix Clan totem and mobilize the power of the flame. When the time comes, the totem It will emit light, and you can know how rich your bloodline is."
At this moment, the eyes of all the powerful men were focused on Ouyang Ming.
The peacemaker was worried, while the warmaker seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with ridicule in his eyes.
Xiaohong stood on King Kong's shoulder, her eyes shining brightly, she thought to herself, it can make me feel instinctive fear, can the totem at least emit green light? His eyes roamed around, all kinds of expressions came into his eyes, and he sneered in his heart. These Phoenix Clan powerhouses were like clowns in his eyes, and when that brilliance bloomed, their true colors would be revealed.
Goshawk and Dahuang looked at each other, and both saw the treachery and cunning in their respective eyes.
They are looking forward to the moment when the purple light lingers in the sky.
Ouyang Ming glanced at Feng Xiao thoughtfully, which directly made him feel cold. The pair of cloth shoes with white lines and black soles stepped on the terrace, moved slowly, and walked under the totem.
The energy flow is continuous, the five fingers are spread out and placed on the totem, which feels soft to the touch. At the same time, the spiritual energy in Dan Lake was poured into it. Suddenly, a wave of hot air poured into Ouyang Ming's body along the palm of his hand. It was like soaking in a hot spring, and every pore on his body was relaxed.
If it was just like this, that would be fine, but in Ouyang Ming's perception, the totem seemed to have intelligence, and Ouyang Ming could clearly feel its excitement. Yes, it is exciting, like a long-lost pet suddenly seeing its owner.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths...after a cup of tea!
The Phoenix Clan experts who were watching had inexplicable expressions in their eyes, and a strange atmosphere spread.
"After such a long time, the totem has not even seen any abnormality. Huh, it seems to be foreign aid." An old man with the brim of his hat lowered said in a deep voice. He was obviously a figure on the main battle side.
"Well, that's true." A man next to him holding a pear-shaped sword nodded vigorously.
Above the terrace, many powerful people gathered together in small groups and discussed in low voices. The scene was extremely noisy.
Feng Xinxiao turned her eyes and looked at Feng Xiang, mockingly saying: "It seems that you are destined to lose this time?"
Fengxiang's face was calm, his eyebrows raised upward, and he replied: "Who can say for sure? Maybe the purple light lingers in the sky? Everything has a chance of survival, and doing too much is not necessarily a good thing." This sentence can be regarded as a good thing. In response to the previous accusation against Feng Ling.
Feng Xinxiao spread her palms: "Then we'll see."
Before the voice fell, red light flowed on the Phoenix Clan totem, like blood, in circles, rippling in all directions like ripples in a lake, spreading very quickly and extremely violently. Before many Phoenix Clan experts could react, the clouds in the sky were already reflected in red and scattered one by one, like colorful clouds in the evening.
"This... red?" There was a sound of breathing from above the terrace.
The one making peace tilted his neck slightly, and exchanged glances with each other, and both saw the joy in their eyes.
For them, the previous cup of tea ceremony lasted longer than a century. Every moment was a torment, with strange thoughts in their minds and constant prayers.
But some people are happy, and correspondingly, some people are unhappy. The head of the main fighting party seemed to be covered with a layer of dark clouds, and there was only one thought floating in their hearts. Is this really the Phoenix Clan? So why is the flame white? They couldn't figure it out anyway.
Feng Xinxiao couldn't figure it out either and was stunned for a moment.
Rolling up the mist with his sleeves, he gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph, it's just red light. This kind of qualification is only at the bottom in the ancestral land of the Phoenix Clan." When he just uttered these last three words, his face turned pale, and his mind All thoughts disappeared, becoming chaotic and blank.
I saw the light above the totem changing rapidly.
Red, orange, yellow…
In just a moment, it has changed three colors.
You know, the totem emits yellow light. This kind of talent is already considered to be extremely good even in the ancestral land of the Phoenix Clan.
But now, in just a moment, it changed from red to yellow.
This kind of speed is unique even in the hundreds of thousands of years of history of the Phoenix Clan.
All the strong men of the Phoenix Clan stared blankly at the slightly frail figure under the statue, and two words appeared out of thin air in the spiritual world - Outstanding Person.
Many strong men even had their bodies trembling with excitement.
Of course, these people belong to Fengxiang's side.
As for the main fighting faction, if the red light emitted before was a bolt from the blue, then at this moment, they undoubtedly fell into the abyss, surrounded by darkness without any light.
Feng Xiang looked away from Ouyang Ming, looked at Feng Xinxiao, and asked, "Are you qualified to participate in the competition now?"
These words reached Feng Xinxiao's ears, vibrating his eardrums, and immediately made his face turn black, like the bottom of a pot that had been burned countless times, and there was a touch of bloodthirsty and madness in his voice: "You cheated me? "
"You want to verify your bloodline yourself, what does it have to do with me?" Fengxiang said with a harmless expression on his face.
Feng Xinxiao was driven crazy, and it took two full breaths before she suppressed the anger in her heart.
Feng Xiao's heart thumped, and her face turned bitter. He used to think that this was a fat job, and he had to use a lot of tricks and find a lot of connections to host this grand event. Now it seems that this is not a fat difference, it is almost like a reminder. Especially when he saw Feng Xinxiao's expression, his heart started to tremble, and he glanced at Ouyang Ming with complicated eyes, feeling depressed in his heart.
Feng Duxin stepped back a hundred feet, fighting intent surging in his eyes.
He thought to himself: "This is interesting." He could also see that this man's attainments in forging were extraordinary.
This is the secret feeling of the forging master.
Little Red's eyes turned upward, like a crescent moon hanging in the sky, clean and pure. He pouted and said: "Xiao Mingzi is really good. I wonder what he can achieve in the end?" He stood on the shoulders of King Kong, Speak neither hastily nor slowly.
Rhubarb and Goshawk exchanged glances, as if two groups of flames were burning.
Suddenly, the colors surrounding the totem changed.
"Green..." A strong man from the Phoenix Clan exclaimed.
"It's changed again. Is this cyan?"
There were bursts of uproar on the terrace, and everyone stared at the figure under the Phoenix Clan's totem through the green light, with shock in their eyes. The potential represented by cyan is unlimited, and the richness of the Phoenix Clan's bloodline has reached a level that is difficult to image.
"This... totem emits green light? This has not happened for thousands of years, right?" said a thirty-year-old man.
"Well, this time, with this help, the peace-making faction is expected to rise!" An old man not far away nodded, his eyes full of surprise.
Feng Xinxiao's body trembled slightly and she looked at Ouyang Ming with resentful eyes. There was a storm in his mind, just like a huge stone falling into a calm lake. You can imagine the ripples it caused. It was hard for him to imagine that this was clearly a human race, but the bloodline of the Phoenix race was so rich that it could produce cyan color, which had broken his cognition.
Feng Xiang forcefully exhaled a breath of mist, and the shock in his heart was no less than that of Feng Xinxiao. Looking at the figure under the totem, he was dressed in white, but he seemed to see a fog and couldn't see clearly. He thought to himself, Brother Ou, how many things are you hiding
Suddenly, the light emitted by the totem changed again.
Blue, this blue light had just revealed itself, and was immediately suppressed by a touch of noble purple.
In an instant, purple filled the entire sky, earth, and stars with a domineering and unparalleled appearance. As far as the eye can see, it's all purple. Under this noble, stunning, beautiful, graceful, strange and unique purple, everything in the world will be eclipsed.
Because this color can only be emitted by the fire of Tianfeng, which is the emperor of fire.
Purple ripples rippled in the aura, and the surrounding grass swayed.
There was deathly silence on the terrace, except for the gentle breeze blowing slowly. Everyone's eyes were dull and shocked.
This touch of purple stunned everyone.