All the 40,000 soldiers stopped and no longer ran away, but fell to the ground in embarrassment, panting.
At the moment when the Sphinx collapsed, in the dark and desolate underground palace, Qingge jumped into the center of the formation, where the flames accumulated.
In the vast world, she is also a humble dog.
If what she thought was true, when Fengqi was preparing to eradicate a hundred thousand dark magicians to create the Suzaku Formation, her heart was very heavy. Her hands were stained with blood, and she could not wash them away even if she spent three lifetimes. She could only survive in the rain of murder.
Break through.
In the Suzaku Formation, there are 100,000 lives.
Fengqi believes that there is no difference between dark magicians and spiritual masters, and there is no justice and evil. However, historical battles are often so dramatic. Only the winning side has the right to speak and can justice be served. Once it loses, it is evil.
representative.
Qingge closed her eyes and threw herself into the sea of fire.
When the fire swallowed her up like a flood, the hot temperature was about to melt her. However, the pain of burning her skin did not come, but a warm force enveloped her.
The moment Qingge opened her eyes, she heard the sound of firebirds neighing, soaring into the sky.
Her pupils returned to a dark color, like ink that could not be melted away, reflecting the burly and coquettish bird.
The bird was made of fire. A pair of wings spread out, as if the world was shattered. It raised its head and made a scalp-numbing sound with its sharp beak. The pieces of flame feathers were inlaid on the firebird's body, shining brightly.
Brilliant, crystal clear and beautiful.
Qingge lay on the back of the firebird. She touched the fire of the bird's wings and her palms felt warm.
"Suzaku, it's Suzaku! Girl, do you see it? This is Suzaku. You have cracked the Suzaku Formation." Nightmare's slightly excited voice sounded in the realm of nothingness.
After the rain, the sky cleared up, and a smile finally appeared on Qingge's face, which had been tense all this time. Suddenly, it was as bright as the sun, and the flowers were blooming in the warmth of spring.
Qingge said softly: "No, this is not Suzaku, it is just the incarnation of Suzaku."
The pain coming from behind made Qing Ge take a breath.
She took out the cloak from her space bag and covered her body.
Suzaku carried her on his back and rushed out of the land. As he rushed upwards, Qingge's body was filled with fire. The fire formed a natural barrier to protect her and prevent her from being harmed.
At the moment when the formation was broken, Qing Ge felt comfortable all over her body, as if she had drank a jar of aged wine brewed by an old immortal under the peach blossom tree. Her state of mind, which had been stagnant for a long time, broke through the barrier of a sword spiritual master, and she
The spiritual energy also completely unblocked the spiritual master's muscles and veins.
In other words, as long as she breaks through seriously, she can become a sword spiritual master.
However, Qing Ge is not in a hurry to make a breakthrough, she still wants to polish her thirteen innate tendons.
If you break through to the spiritual master level, you have entered another realm, and you cannot continue to temper and polish the muscles and veins that represent the thirteenth level of innateness. The muscles and veins of the thirteenth level of innateness are the foundation for cultivators to reach higher places. If
If the foundation is not laid well, how can one reach the top?
Qingge's mood gradually calmed down.
From being impatient to being suppressed now, her thoughts have changed countless times.
After breaking through the formation this time, she felt that it was valuable to be down-to-earth, and only what she gained through blood and sweat belonged to her.
Outside the strange stone ridge, the soldiers were all sitting on the ground. Yin Liangcha and others looked towards the strange stone ridge, wanting to get closer, but they were afraid of being counterproductive, so they could only wait and see the situation outside to adapt to changes.
"Is something going to happen to the boss?" Lin Chong said worriedly.
Huzi stood beside him with a worried look on his face. Yin Liangcha glanced at Lin Chong, gritted his teeth, raised his voice and said, "Nonsense, Wang Shangji has his own destiny, how could something happen to him?"
At the end of the sentence, Yin Liangcha bit her lower lip in pain. Even she didn't believe it.
The three generals, Li Canglang, remained silent. The three of them looked at each other and decided to check out the strange stone ridge.
"If you want to see people alive, if you want to see corpses if you die, let's go." Li Canglang waved his hand and took Xu Yan and Yang Zhi to the strange stone ridge.
However, just as the three of them made a move, a neighing sound sounded, and everyone shuddered. The contracted monsters, no matter high or low, turned into beasts and surrendered and knelt in the direction of the strange stone ridge.
Li Canglang stood closest to the strange stone ridge. He looked up and saw that all the huge rocks in the strange stone ridge had collapsed. The vast earth was shaking irregularly. The ground cracked like spider silk cracks. Under the cracks, there was fiery red water.
magma.
Finally, a red light appeared in the center, rising from the ground and flying towards the sky. It was a huge firebird, majestic and awe-inspiring. The monsters worshiped it. When the firebird's wings spread out, it swallowed up the sky.
, blocking out the large shadows, only the sky-burning firelight was swaying and screaming.
"It's Suzaku, one of the Four Spirits!" Li Canglang said.
"Suzaku? Where is the young master? Where is she?" Xu Yan said.
Everyone was shocked, suspicious, and frightened.
As soon as Xu Yan finished speaking, she saw a figure standing slowly on the back of the fiery Suzaku. She stood up and stood on the high sky, overlooking her country and land, admiring the tenacity of the imperial soldiers.
The cloak swayed and rustled with the wind. She was dressed in black, like the ink lotus blooming in the mouth of hell. She had a pair of cold and gentle black eyes, looking flatly at the sky and the earth. Her white hair danced gently, as if floating.
A drizzle of snow fell.
Under that calm silence is the murderous heart that burns the world!
When Suzaku rushed out, the strange stone ridge had collapsed. Although there was no contract with Suzaku, the Suzaku Formation was already imprinted in Qingge's heart.
She controlled the Suzaku, and the Suzaku's wings swept away the gravel, creating a smooth and smooth path.
The Suzaku landed on the ground, prostrated, and stretched out a wing. Qing Ge stepped on the wings and walked slowly down the stairs.
There was deathly silence all around, and time seemed to have stopped.
Then, there was a sensation and an uproar.
So many soldiers rushed towards Qingge and threw Qingge up.
The song falls down and is thrown up again.
They shouted happily and were full of joy.
The moment she was thrown into the air, Qingge's pupils reflected the setting sun like blood, and the corners of her mouth overflowed with tenderness. The murderous aura disappeared a little under the excited shouts of the soldiers.
It's just that Qingge's back hurts a little.
The back was completely burnt.
Although she has the Snow Spirit Bead, her healing power cannot be used too much. Everything will turn to its extreme. If she becomes dependent on it, it will not be a good thing.
The process of wound healing is also a beautiful moment.
After a long time, after the carnival, the light song was played.
Hu Zi supported Qing Ge, his tentacles were sticky. He retracted his hand and looked down, his whole hand was filled with bright red blood.
Others, smelling the smell of blood, also looked towards Hu Zi.
After seeing the blood on Huzi's hand, his eyes involuntarily shifted to Qingge.
Yin Liangsha stepped forward, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and lifted up the cloak on Qingge's body. The skin that should have been delicate and smooth was scorched black, and the blood and flesh were blurred together, and the material of the cloak was even stuck to it.