"Phoenix and Ring can eliminate the murderous intent in the heart and the murderous evil touched by the body. The blessing of the Tianfeng is a treasure that can gather the essence of some of the Fire Walking Dao in the prehistoric world. In combination with other innate divine objects, it is even enough to easily refine an acquired treasure. This is the last level of the Heavenly Phoenix Grand Ceremony of my Phoenix Clan."

Accompanied by Feng Xuan's words, the beautiful phoenix with its wings covering the bright sea of ​​clouds slowly dissipated. The colorful light feathers in the sky fell from the void and merged into the countless pavilions and palaces floating above the sea of ​​clouds below. I wonder if it was an illusion, but when the light feathers merged into these palaces, Qinghe seemed to feel the aura of these palaces becoming more and more powerful. The auras of countless seven-color palaces united together, and in Qinghe's eyes, a constantly changing and elusive magnificent formation was evolved.

"The nobles' welcome ceremony is indeed shocking, and it is slightly higher than the 'Nine Dragons' of our dragon clan." The aura that was scattering around him was converging. Qinghe did not mention the magnificent formation he saw and spoke to Feng Xuan.

As the ancestor of the dragon clan, Canglong King, although Qinghe has not joined the dragon clan for a long time, he also knows that the dragon clan welcomes the guests.

The nine dragon rituals of the dragon clan are divided into the Prisoner Niuyi, Ya Ziyi, Xuanfengyi, Pu Laoyi, Huanyi, Qingyi, Fengyi, Fengyi, Fengyi, Demandyi, and Chiwenyi. Through nine rituals, monks can each comprehend some of the dragon's divine intentions. If the cultivator is of high qualifications, it is even enough to merge the nine remaining dragon's divine intentions in this process to transform into a complete Canglong, and then take off his old body and turn into a ancestor Canglong who dances in wind, rain, darkness and light.

Among the nineteen ancestors of the Dragon Clan, there is a ancestor Canglong named "Bailiu" who has lost its original innate sacred body from this Nine Dragons ritual and turned into an ancestor Canglong. After only a thousand years, it has opened up its own great Dharma of enlightenment, "Dao of Dragon Transformation". Now it is in seclusion in the Dragon Abyss, as if it is practicing a treasure of the Dragon Clan.

A faint smile appeared on his face. Feng Xuan ignored Qinghe's humility. The Dragon Clan's Nine Dragon Arts were much more famous in the prehistoric world than the Phoenix Heavenly Phoenix Dayi. I don't know how many monks wanted to become the ancestor Canglong through the Nine Dragon Arts. However, if you want the Dragon Clan to show the Nine Dragon Arts, you either have high qualifications and will tempt the Dragon Clan, or have a high cultivation level, or you are generally innately sacred, or even Daluo Daojun is not qualified to show the Nine Dragon Arts.

Even now, if Qinghe had not represented the dragon clan to discuss the alliance matters, it would have been absolutely impossible for the Phoenix Clan to show the great qualities of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan with Qinghe's cultivation level that was less than the Supreme Hunyuan Realm.

Put away the crystal-clear sky phoenix feathers in your hand, and the mist rose at the foot of Qinghe, and the figure flew in the bright sea of ​​light. Follow Fengxuan to the middle and rear of the bright ocean, and saw a brilliant divine palace that covers a vast area, magnificent, but exquisite and beautiful. On it, a colorful phoenix formed by endless energy drooped down its wings. Its gorgeous body covered the upper part of the entire divine palace, like a brilliant dome shining with glazed color.

"Tianfeng Palace."

Looking at the three red and golden seal scripts on the main entrance of the Divine Palace, Qinghe looked calm and followed Feng Xuan. Dozens of gods with magnificent aura and indifferent expressions on both sides watched and slowly stepped into the open Tianfeng Palace.

The faint bright flame burning was different from the solemn and beautiful scene imagined by Qinghe. There was no decoration in Tianfeng Palace, and there was not even all the palace walls. Wherever you looked, there were bright and brilliant flames.

And in this boundless boundless area, it seems that it has become a magnificent flame universe. A wing covers the entire universe. The seven-colored phoenix that seems to be spreading the world and flying in the sea of ​​fire. Dozens of bodies are also extremely huge, with hundreds of thousands of feet of swans, croakers, green phoenixes dancing and soaring under the wings of the seven-colored phoenix emperor, all looking at the Qinghe with surprise on their faces.

In front of Qinghe, Fengxuan had a colorful brilliance. A peacock with long and narrow eyes, blue and blue all over. The five-colored slender feathers on the back merged into the endless fire and flew to the huge seven-colored phoenix. The bird's head was slightly lowered.

"Father, the child has brought the Qinghe Dragon King."

"Very good, go back." The seven-colored phoenix moaned, and his vermilion eyes looked at Qinghe indifferently. The infinite majestic phoenix aura surged towards Qinghe, as if it was about to burn the Qinghe in an instant.

His eyes contracted slightly, and a long roar was heard from the mouth of Qinghe. The vast blue-white dragon energy burst out from the body of Qinghe. The endless flames around him were discharged by the rolling dragon energy. The ancestor Canglong, a hundred thousand feet tall, roared in the mouth. The Canglong Dharma Realm, which intertwined four colors, expanded around the Qinghe Dragon, blocking the surging seven-color phoenix energy.

The dragon and phoenix aura were intertwined, and a series of rumbling bursts sounded in the endless sea of ​​fire. Facing the phoenix aura that burst out around the supreme Hunyuan, Fenghuang, even though Qinghe used all his strength, he was still crushed by the majestic phoenix aura and retreated to the rear. Even the Canglong Dharma Realm shrouded outside his body slowly collapsed at this time, and it overflowed into a thread of dragon aura melted by the flames around him.

Dong!!

The ancient blue bell exploded in front of the Canglong, which was 100,000 feet tall. Circles of green jasper-like sound waves swirled open. The two spheres of life and death rose in the sea of ​​fire. The green light flowed, and the vitality and destruction in the sea of ​​fire appeared at the same time. Then, in the sound of suspicion of the senior phoenix clan, the endless flames were bound by the sound waves of the Qinglong Bell, turning into a torrent of flames of bright light, piercing the phoenix energy surging in front of the Canglong.

"Good magical power." The huge colorful phoenix's eyes flashed, and the phoenix energy that spread throughout the sky dissipated, and then light flashed in the surrounding sea of ​​fire. The torrent of blue and red flames slowly stagnated, and broke inch by inch in front of the colorful phoenix, overflowing into endless flame energy and blending into the surrounding sea of ​​fire.

"I know the purpose of your dragon clan, but my Phoenix Clan is not planning to come out of the mountain now. If you want to form an alliance with my Phoenix Clan, you must come up with conditions that satisfy me." The colorful phoenix spoke, and the sound was clearer and more pleasant than the sound of nature, but Qinghe did not have any appreciation in his heart at this time. The 100,000-foot-foot-shaped dragon body was entrenched, and the strange dragon eyes, one purple and one green, looked at the colorful phoenix faintly.

"Three top spiritual treasures, Huang Zhongli, one of the top ten innate spiritual roots." The plain words came from the mouth of Qinghe's dragon, but for many Phoenix tribes in the sea of ​​fire, it was like a thunder. The three top spiritual treasures may not be too precious to the Phoenix tribe, but a top spiritual root is enough to make any creature in the prehistoric world move, regardless of its cultivation level.

The top spiritual roots in the prehistoric world can almost get enough for eighteen plants. Each of the top spiritual roots has its own unique function, and they are not weaker than innate treasures in suppressing luck. Moreover, the top innate spiritual roots have extremely magical functions. Even if they have a significant effect on the saints of Hunyuan, each plant is unique and occupies a huge fortune in heaven and earth.

There is a sycamore tree in the Phoenix Clan, which is also one of the top spiritual roots. The top power of Wushu Emperor was born, which has benefited a lot from the Phoenix Clan.

However, there is a huge natural barrier between the top innate spiritual treasures and the ten spiritual roots. The ten top innate spiritual roots are transformed from the origin of the great way of the prehistoric world, symbolizing the ultimate realm of some prehistoric heavenly paths. They can almost be compared with innate treasures, but their attack ability is not as good as innate treasures.

It can be said that as long as you master any of the ten spiritual roots and have sufficient talent and mind, you will almost certainly achieve the realm of the saint of Hunyuan in the future.

The Dragon Clan promised to give the Phoenix Clan a top ten spiritual roots, which means that it gave it to the Phoenix Clan a future Hunyuan Saint. It can be said that it is extremely generous. Even with the Phoenix Clan's wealth, when he heard the words from Qinghekou at this time, he felt his mind and his eyes were burning.

The huge colorful phoenix wings gently swayed. As the endless colorful phoenix burned, the colorful phoenix slowly dissipated. As the endless flames burned, a throne carved from red crystal appeared in the middle of the sea of ​​fire. The phoenix emperor in a green feathered dress sat upright on the throne. His narrow eyes were like jade looking at the ancestor Canglong, a faint smile appeared on his handsome face, which was indistinguishable from male and female.

"The conditions are very good, and I, the Phoenix Clan, seem to have no reason to refuse."

The body turned into an innate Taoist body from the form of a blue and white dragon. Qinghe looked at the smile on the Fenghuang's face, and his condensed mind couldn't help but relax. However, at this moment, he saw the smile on the Fenghuang's face above, and looked at Qinghe and said, "But I still have one requirement."

"I want you to abandon your current Canglong body, be reincarnated as a member of my Phoenix tribe, and join my Phoenix tribe."

The voice with a hint of coldness made Qinghe's face suddenly sink. He looked at the Phoenix Emperor above, and the endless blue and white dragon aura surged around Qinghe, with a sneer on his face, and said lightly: "So, does the Phoenix Emperor not plan to form an alliance with my dragon clan?"

"It's because your dragon clan is not sincere enough. I have already raised the request. If your dragon clan agrees, my Phoenix clan will immediately be connected to the dragon clan's fortune. On the contrary, if you disagree, then there is nothing to talk about, Fengxuan, see off the guests."

The Fenghuang glanced at Qinghe with his eyes faintly, and a faint smile appeared on his face. With a wave of his hand, the five-colored peacock fell in front of Qinghe, staring at Qinghe with his eyes turning cold.

"hehe."

The sudden chuckle made the Fenghuang frown, and a clear sword light like autumn water burst out from Qinghe's palm, blocking the five-colored peacock in front of him. His eyes looked at the Fenghuang who had become cold on the throne. Qinghe swung his palm and a faint roar sounded. The scales given to Qinghe by the Taixu Dragon Ancestor before were magnificent and majestic light, and gently fell to the Fenghuang's palm.
Chapter completed!