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Chapter 0712 Depressed Apollo!

On the other side, inside the house in Huangquan, Ye Feng was cross-legged in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner, his hands reaching out, carefully controlling the remaining will of Apollo, and penetrating towards the condor wrapped in the true fire of the sun.

At this moment, the divine eagle's breath was weak, its will was about to be burned out by the true fire of the sun, and it was unable to resist at all.

"Buzz!!!"

After Apollo's remaining will touched the true fire of the sun, that ray of will actually fluctuated, like a dead tree in the desert encountering a source of water.

Without Ye Feng's control, that ray of will automatically disappeared into the body of the condor.

Ye Feng's eyes were like lightning, with purple light surging in them. He stared at the condor, and the true sun fire on the opponent's body slowly extinguished, revealing his charred body.

"Is this body still useful?" Looking at the condor's body that was burned like black coal by the real fire of the sun, Ye Feng rolled his eyes, slowly approached, and gently touched its wings with his fingers.

"Crash!!!"

As soon as his fingers touched the blackened wings, the wings instantly shattered and turned into ashes.

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth twitched slightly. Even if Apollo successfully snatched this kind of body, it seemed that it would have no effect.

"Zombie, I curse you..."

Shenying's weak voice sounded in Ye Feng's ears.

However, before it could finish what it was saying, Ye Feng interrupted directly, "Don't curse me anymore. I'm a zombie, am I afraid of curses?"

"Fuck!"

Suddenly!

Ye Feng's expression changed drastically, and the charred body of the condor suddenly burst into pieces and turned into a cluster of small flames.

This small flame contained fluctuations that frightened Ye Feng.

"Brother, something is not good!" The figure of the Evil Sword Immortal appeared next to Ye Feng, with worry on his face as he stared at the cluster of small flames.

Ye Feng ignored the Evil Sword Immortal, his muscles tensed up, and the dragon wings slowly unfolded behind his back, ready to take action at any time.

Under the nervous gazes of Ye Feng and Xie Jianxian, the small cluster of flames continued to twist and turned into a figure.

"Apollo?"

Seeing the palm-sized figure with a baby-like appearance, Ye Feng's eyes widened.

"Wow wow wow!!!" As soon as the pocket baby opened his mouth, he let out a cry.

"damn it!"

A wave of waves overflowed from the pocket baby's body.

"It's really Apollo!" Hearing the familiar voice, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief and stared at the other person, "What's going on with you?"

"I don't know either!"

Apollo was also confused and couldn't figure out what transformation had taken place.

Ye Feng stepped forward slowly, lifted the pocket-sized baby into his hand, looked at the baby's pink lifeline, and couldn't help laughing.

"Why are you laughing? Hurry up and put some clothes on!" Waves of emotions overflowed.

"Hahaha, good, good!"

Ye Feng's laughter continued, and he took out a piece of clothing from the space ring and wrapped Apollo up, "I said, are you now reborn and reborn?"

"I don't know!" A depressed look appeared on the pocket baby's face, which looked extremely cute. "I can clearly feel that the body is real now. However, the body of the condor has been burned by the true fire of the sun. I

I just don’t understand how this body was born.”

Ye Feng squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then said: "In legend, the phoenix can be reborn from the ashes. Could it be that this condor has phoenix blood?"

"Probably not!" The pocket baby shook his head, "When you said that, I was reminded of a legend."

"What legend?" Ye Feng asked curiously.

"In our Sun Clan, there has been a legend that when the sun burns out, a new divine baby will be born. If the real sun fire that burned the body of the condor is regarded as the sun, I will probably be the one in the legend.

The divine infant.”

"You're the one who wants to return the divine infant?" Ye Feng lifted up the pocket-sized baby, opened up the clothes that were wrapped around him, and examined it carefully, "It seems that this body is not very strong!"

"Then I don't know!" Apollo figured it out, "It's amazing luck that I can be reborn. I don't need to force other things!"

"That's right. Based on your memory, I'm afraid it won't take long to regain your strength, right?"

"It's not that simple!" The pocket-sized baby shook his head slightly.

"Let's not talk about this. As you said, it's good to be reborn. Let's talk about other things later!" Ye Feng showed a satisfied smile on his face, turned to look at the Evil Sword Immortal, and said: "For the time being, you will take care of Apo.

Come on!"

"Me?" Evil Sword Immortal blinked, a look of astonishment appeared in his eyes, and he immediately looked at the pink baby.

"not good!"

Suddenly, the pocket-sized baby let out a burst of anxious emotions, "Mysterious in the womb, my memory is sealed by a force!"

Ye Feng's expression changed slightly, and he pressed his fingers between the pocket baby's eyebrows, but could not detect any energy fluctuations.

"Wow wow wow!!!"

In just three seconds, the tiny baby let out a hoarse cry.

"Apollo, are you okay?" Ye Feng's expression sank as he looked at the miniature baby with his eyes closed and crying.

"Brother, this guy's memory has been sealed?"

"probably!"

"Brother, if this happens, I won't be able to take care of him anymore!"

"It's okay, you can take care of it as long as you don't kill it!" Ye Feng said, throwing the pocket baby towards the Evil Sword Fairy.

"Well!"

Taking the miniature baby thrown by Ye Feng, Xie Jianxian made a bitter face, "Oh my god, Xie Jianxian, the majestic Lord of all evil, actually wants to take care of a child?"

After throwing the pocket baby to the Evil Sword Immortal, Ye Feng left Wangui Banner.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Ye Feng's eyes were shining. Nowadays, China is in chaos, and the strength of various places has established themselves as kings, but the top brass of China are indifferent. Ye Feng also vaguely guessed the plans of the top brass of China.

If China's top leaders take advantage of the opponent's local strength now, their strength will definitely be damaged, and they will be unable to deal with the monsters and monsters coming out of no man's land. Therefore, China's top leaders directly give up local power and let the local strength deal with the monsters and ghosts that come out of no man's land.

.In this way, the strength of China's top leaders can be preserved, and the forces in various places will definitely be consumed in the battle with monsters and monsters.

"That's a good plan!" Ye Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

However, Ye Feng doesn't want to fight with the top management of Huaxia for the time being. Firstly, the high-level knowledge of Huaxia is too deep. Secondly, he still has many unfinished tasks and needs to complete them as soon as possible.

"So, should we start with the Nether Sect or the Shushan Sect?"

"Um?"

Suddenly, Ye Feng's nose twitched, a smile appeared on his face, and he raised one hand slightly.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the yellow spring water surged in front of him, and a figure staggered down from it.

"Duan Zhixing, long time no see!"

Duan Zhixing grimaced and wanted to reply, "I never want to see you."

But after meeting Ye Feng's half-smiling gaze, Duan Zhixing showed a forced smile and coughed dryly, "It's been a long time indeed."

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