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The universe of big trunk.

Zhenwu Taoist Palace, Inside the Hymn Phoenix Palace.

"boom!"

In the empty hall, the Black Feathered Phoenix suddenly opened its eyes, and the terrifying aura of flame poured out from the depths of her bloodline, blowing unscrupulously everything in the hall.

"Puff!!"

The temperature of the flame is really terrifying. Even a fire-type divine tree like the [Wutong Divine Tree] can't bear it. The branches and leaves are whistled, and they are ignited by the phoenix fire and turned into clusters of flames.

"Chee—"

At the same time, the Black Feathered Phoenix sees the inner consciousness.

She saw two mysterious phantoms appearing in the core of her soul.

A phantom was a nine-day phoenix. It was slowly swaying its colorful wings. In the flames, it raised its head and made a sound of phoenix sound that shocked the sky.

“Buzz~~”

And another phantom is a sword.

It emerged from the mottled void and was bathed in the phoenix flame.

“Hulala~~”

Suddenly, it shook gently and made a roar. In the surrounding void, endless space runes began to roll.

"Puff puff puff!"

However, a series of sword energy shot out from the tip of the sword, which easily cut down these space runes.

As these space runes shattered, a blue-clothed swordsman walked out. He carried a long sword on his back, his black hair was dispersed, covering his face, mysterious and elegant.

Huh~~

Suddenly, his wrist trembled, and the long sword danced in his hand like a dragon and a snake spitting out a letter. The sword shadow formed a light curtain, like a real and illusion, continuous, and every move was filled with the mystery of the great way, making people intoxicated without realizing it.

"It's true."

"All this is true."

"[Phoenix Burning Heaven Curse] can replace the original [Hindered Phoenix Book] and become my natal technique. This [Tianhuang Sword Book] is also extraordinary. It should be the owner of the museum that saw that the sword technique I practiced was just average and gave it to me additionally."

"Sir, I love me so much."

At this moment, the Black Feathered Phoenix was extremely excited.

Who would have expected that she would be pulled into a mysterious place like [Zixiao Library] just in her temple, just practicing as usual.

"[Phoenix Burning Heaven Curse], except for me, the rest of the tribes who have reached the immortal realm can also practice."

When he thought of this, the Black Feathered Phoenix became very excited.

Because, Yang Yunfan happened to come down some time ago and told them that he had already made a foothold in the Hongmeng World.

Now, only these people are left to ascend.

Originally, they were limited by their martial arts. Except for the Queen of Yaochi and the Golden-winged Phoenix, it was difficult for the rest of them to enter the holy stairs in a short period of time.

It's fine now.

With these two skills, all problems will be solved easily.

"[Phoenix Burning Heaven Curse] limits the bloodline, and only my Phoenix Clan can practice it. However, [Tianhuang Sword Note] does not matter with bloodline, and everyone can practice it." The Black Feathered Hymn Phoenix's heart moved and began to think carefully.

At present, there are many people in the Zhenwu Taoist Palace who have reached the immortal realm.

"The Lord of Zhaixing Mansion, Li Guinian, he is qualified to practice"

"As for people like Qishan Daojun, they all came to work halfway through. It is difficult to be as loyal as they are.

Say, this [Tianhuang Sword Note] cannot be cheap for the time being."

Thinking of this, Black Feathered Hymn Phoenix probably knew it in his heart.

"Well, I will discuss these things with my elder sister and my third brother first. With these two skills, they should have the chance to enter the holy stairs. At that time, we three sisters will enter the Hongmeng World together."

Thinking of this, Black Feathered Hymn Phoenix couldn't help but become excited.

...

At the same time.

The families of [Crane] and [Xuanwu] have also fallen into drastic changes.

These two tribes first blocked all the news, and then half a day later, they summoned all the potential geniuses in the tribe to go into seclusion and comprehend their unique skills.

After this retreat, everyone gained a lot.

As for [Xian Crane] and [Xuanwu], they received all the resources in the clan and had to help them step into the holy level at all costs.

However, no matter how the elders of the family ask, the origin of these scriptures.

Neither [Xian Crane] nor [Xuanwu] dared to tell the truth, so they could only use [Teaching a Book in a Dream] as an excuse to pass by perfunctorily. No one dared to tell the true identity of [Local Master].

...

The ancient fairyland, the extreme west.

Xiniu Hezhou.

This is the first immortal state among the 360 ​​immortal states in the prehistoric immortal realm, and it is also the immortal state with the most holy-level powerful people.

In other fairy states, there are mostly three or five saint-level powerful people in charge, and at least they become barren lands. Even the Qiankun realm monks are extremely rare. However, in Xiniu Hezhou, the [Pure Land Sect] sect alone has more than five saint-level monks in charge.

The momentum is so strong that it is probably still above the [Shen Temple].

...

Holy Tiger Clan.

This was a group of holy beasts that were granted by the first generation of Hongjun saints at that time. Among the four sage beasts, they were the sacred beast tribe guarding the West.

However, after countless epochs, the four saint beast families at that time, except for the Qinglong clan, still maintained their original strength, and the other three major clans have long since declined. Among them, the Holy Tiger clan is the most thoroughly declined.

Now, there is only one holy-level monk left in their clan.

Moreover, this holy-level monk has already had the omen of [Five Declines of Heaven and Man]. He has a premonition that he will not be able to survive the next disaster in heaven and earth.

"Yuanzu."

At this time, in the core area of ​​the Holy Tiger tribe, a little tiger with snow-white hair was crawling under the huge throne, facing the throne, a fierce tiger respectfully bowing.

"Um."

On the throne, the old tiger opened its eyes, and the amber-colored eyeballs condensed into a vertical line.

boom!

In an instant, a terrifying pressure came to my face.

The white little tiger below suddenly trembled all over and lowered its head in panic.

"Young girl, something big happened in the clan, do you know?"

The old tiger spoke, his voice old and low.

It slowly stood up while talking.

At this time, it walked down from under the throne, and while walking, it was wrapped in a rich storm. When it completely walked off the throne, it had turned into a human man in a yellow robe.

However, the fluff on his face was still very strong, especially on his forehead, with a faint mark of the word "king".

"Zuan Zu said that [Pure Land Buddhism] wants me to become a Holy Tiger Clan

What about the vassal groups they teach?"

Seeing that his ancestor turned into a human form, the little white tiger kneeling below hesitated for a moment, then a light breeze rolled up on his body, and after a moment he turned into a human woman.

She looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, with smooth skin and hot figure, and her eyes showed a strange amber color. Similarly, there was a faint mark on her forehead.

"hehe."

"For hundreds of epochs, [Pure Land Buddhism] has been ambitious and has always wanted to subdue our clan to become their vassal. But when will they dare to say this in front of me? Don't worry, our clan will not have fallen to that level before I fall."

A trace of disdain flashed across the Tiger King's face, but then a deep sorrow appeared.

If he is still there, the Pure Land Buddhism will give him face.

But if he dies, the Holy Tiger Clan will not have a saint-level powerhouse, and it will not be everyone who will be kneading them.

Thinking of this, the Tiger King couldn't help but sigh and said with emotion: "A hundred years ago, [Bear King·Mo] fell, and thirty years ago, [Elephant King·Gui] fell. This world cannot allow us, the holy ranks, to live forever."

"Absolutely, the end of this era, during the disasters in heaven and earth, is the death of my [Tiger King Yun]."

The little white tiger below listened quietly, not knowing how to speak.

In her memory, this Yuanzu of her is the heaven of the Holy Tiger Clan, the sky-raising jade pillar of the Holy Tiger Clan, and he alone supports the entire Holy Tiger Clan.

If he dies, what should the Holy Tiger Clan do?
To be continued...