The Immortal Volcano is a dangerous place called Immortality, but at this time it was shrouded in the air of death and completely turned into a place of death.
As soon as the two of them entered, the aura of death invaded them and were blocked by the sword aura of the Sword Realm ten feet away.
Arriving at the crater, Lin Fan waved his hand, and the body of Feng Qianli, the third ancestor of the Phoenix clan, appeared on the ground.
"What do you want to do?" Remnant Soul, the first ancestor of the Phoenix clan asked.
"I will fulfill my destiny for you."
"What destiny?"
"Suppress the immortal volcano and use this merit to gain a glimmer of hope for the Phoenix clan."
Lin Fan injected the remnant soul of the first Phoenix Ancestor into the body of the Feng Qianli Ancestor.
"Live?"
Entering Feng Qianli's body, the first Phoenix Patriarch discovered that Feng Qianli's body was still alive, and immediately understood. What Lin Fan did was to free Empress Suzaku from her destiny of suppressing the undying volcano.
"I don't accept it. The one who suppressed the immortal volcano should be Empress Suzaku. She is also the ancestor of the Phoenix clan."
"Get down!" Lin Fan didn't bother to say anything to him and directly kicked him down the crater to seal the town.
Suddenly, half of the death and resentment that filled the wilderness dissipated.
"Ancestor Phoenix suppressed the Immortal Volcano, and the other two ancestors should also return to their positions."
...
The three clans caused the Long Han catastrophe, and now the Phoenix clan and the Phoenix ancestors have left in response to the catastrophe. Suddenly, a small part of the resentment and hatred caused by the killings by the three clans dissipated, and the Long Han catastrophe is getting closer to its end.
When all the strong men who have faced the calamity have left in response to the calamity, it will be the end of the Longhan Tribulation.
The Phoenix Clan and Phoenix Ancestor have gone, leaving only the Qilin, Dragon Clan and their ancestors.
The day is not far away when they will face disaster.
Suddenly, Lin Fan frowned.
Because, he discovered that the Phoenix ancestor's suppression of the immortal volcano could not completely quell the resentment of the creatures who died because of the Phoenix clan.
"Not enough! Not enough!"
The air of resentment in the void had long fangs and claws, as if it was speaking to Lin Fan.
"It takes more, it takes more lives of Phoenix people to calm down the resentment."
"You want more? Do you want to bring the second leader of the Phoenix clan with you?" Lin Fan said to the gathering resentment.
The air of resentment is not a living thing, it has no consciousness and moves according to resentment.
Lin Fan knew that the so-called wanting more was nothing more than wanting Empress Suzaku to be robbed, and that the remaining members of the Phoenix Clan were not important.
The resentment is boiling, which means that the empress should be punished.
As long as the empress does not die, their resentment will be hard to quell.
"I don't know how to praise!"
Lin Fan's eyes turned cold, and his eyes turned into the sword energy of the Heavenly Sword. All the resentments in the world were cut off wherever the eyes passed and the sword energy passed by.
Most of the clouds covering the sky were cut off by his eyes.
Resentment is not a living thing and is difficult to kill.
As soon as the sword energy dissipated, the resentment condensed again.
The condensed resentment turned into a skull floating in front of Lin Fan.
"As long as the empress dies, I will never die with my eyes in peace!"
"The empress killed my whole family, the whole clan, I must kill her."
"You want to save her, but you can't. If she doesn't die, the disaster will not end..."
Voices came from the skull.
It's not the voice of the dead, it's the voice of resentment.
Resentment will not kill people, nor can it hurt the Empress, but too much resentment can reduce the Empress' luck and make her die unknowingly.
"A bunch of weak scum. The resentment cannot be eliminated? Don't force me to make you lose your souls. If you really annoy me, I will go to the underworld. I don't believe that if you kill all the ghosts in the underworld, there will still be resentment that cannot be eliminated? The ghosts are all dead, so where can they come from?
Supported by resentment.”
Lin Fan's eyes became colder and colder.
The resentment would not let go of the empress, so Lin Fan would naturally not let go of the source of the resentment and create the ghost of resentment.
Lin Fan was not someone he was easy to get along with.
In the past, as an emperor, he could decide the life and death of millions of people, ghosts and gods with just one word.
There were so many living people, ghosts, gods, and ghosts that Lin Fan could not even count, and kindness had nothing to do with Lin Fan.
Nowadays, the resentment cannot be quelled, so solve it and kill the source of the resentment.
Scattering ghosts will harm your fortune and luck.
but......
"Whoever I want to kill, can the bastard fish stop me?" The blood demon sword was unsheathed, and the light of the sword penetrated the space barrier and reached the underworld.
"I have been doing what I have done all my life, so there is no need to tell others. Even a bunch of resentments dare to stop me, so I will let your source disappear into thin air."
"Senior, don't do anything. Beating an innocent ghost to disappear will harm the peace of the world, harm your luck and good fortune, and will be very detrimental to the future." Nuwa reminded.
Luck and fortune are both mysterious and mysterious, but they do exist.
In the future, Nuwa will become a saint with the help of merit.
Merit is one of the blessings.
"Don't worry, my practice is not a blessing, my luck is unstoppable!"
"But, it will be of no use if you do this. The resentment against the Empress is still directed at the Empress, and the Empress' doom will not be eliminated because of this."
"You are wrong. As long as I take action, the resentment against the empress will be transferred to me, the Nine Art of the Heavenly Sword, the Heaven-Destroying Sword!"
The sword light of the Heavenly Sword reaches the blue sky above and reaches the underworld below.
One sword spreads across many worlds.
Follow the line of cause and effect to kill the ghosts.
The sword light illuminated the underworld space, causing ghosts to cry and gods to howl.
Countless ghosts and gods were killed by the sword. Under the light of the Heaven-Destroying Sword, their souls were scattered, leaving no trace, and even heaven and earth forgot their existence.
Lin Fan's sword not only killed their souls, but also killed all traces of their existence in the ancient world.
There is no such person in heaven.
A sword fell and all the ghosts and gods were frightened.
"Lin Fan, if you go against nature, you will die badly."
The skull made of resentment collapsed, and the resentment dispersed invisible.
"My sword can cut even the heaven and the earth, let alone a bunch of invisible resentments."
The Heaven-Destroying Sword Qi fell from the blue sky and descended into the underworld.
The light of the sword illuminated the heaven and earth, attracting the attention of many great powers in the ancient world.
The ancestors of the Dragon Clan, Zhulong and Qilin, cried and laughed while looking at the Heaven-Destroying Sword Qi, with hatred in their eyes that could not be eradicated.
They have reached the end of their rope.
Apart from them, there are only ten quasi-sage strongmen left among the three tribes.
Ruoda's three clans have dominated the wilderness for many years, but now they can't even find ten quasi-sages.
When the last moment came, Zhulong and Qilin ancestors knew that Di Jun and others would come over sooner or later. They looked at each other, with a trace of unbearability flashing in their eyes, and then the unbearability turned into determination.
They stood on the altar, each holding a broken book in their hands.
This is a blood book.
The strange blood-colored text carries ominousness and evil, endless hatred and resentment emanating from the book.
It was the cursed blood book that the two ancestors obtained from Luo Hu when they were slaying the demons.
Zhulong and Qilin Ancestor put the two halves of the blood book together, and there was a sudden burst of blood.
In the bloody light, the two ancestors recited incantations. As they chanted, a quasi-sage of the Phoenix tribe, covered in blood, joined them.
The quasi-sages of the Phoenix clan who join hold the authority of the Phoenix clan, symbolizing the highest leadership of the Phoenix clan.
If the Phoenix clan did not suffer heavy casualties, then he would be the new ancestor of the Phoenix clan. With the help of his authority, he could mobilize the power of the Phoenix clan and the luck of the clan.
At this time, most of the Phoenix clan was dead and wounded, and all he had was authority.
"I curse!"
The voices of the three people echoed throughout the heaven and earth.
It rains blood!
"What's going on?" Seeing the blood raining from the sky, Di Jun felt a sense of ominousness.
"The conspiracy of the three clans? Brother, I'm worried that Zhulong and Qilin Ancestor are dying." Donghuang Taiyi reminded.
"The dying dragon, Qilin, is nothing to be afraid of. Let's go, let's kill them in one fell swoop. Kill them."
Di Jun was a little excited.
"It's our time."
When the three clans fall, Di Jun can unify the wilderness because he is the leader of the coalition.
After destroying the three tribes, just take advantage of the situation and ascend to the throne.
"Where is Taoist Hongjun?"
Di Jun frowned slightly.
"Taoist Hongjun is just one person. It won't affect the overall situation. Let's go!"
After a long time, the two finally found the hiding place of the three tribes.