At this time, Cai Lingfeng was like an ant on a boiling pot. She also wanted to communicate with the remaining soul of the Vermillion Bird to achieve a state of mind and mind communication. However, the arrogant and huge afterimage of the divine bird stood on the Ling Palace and the simulated ancient battlefield, and she didn't even bother to look at Cai Lingfeng.

Then the next moment, all the bloody scenes at the feet of the remaining soul of the Suzaku turned into rolling magma in an instant.

The crimson-red hot magma comes like a stormy wave.

Cai Lingfeng finally couldn't bear it and rushed out of the Ling Palace.

Cai Lingfeng's face turned pale and fell outside the hall gate, sitting tremblingly.

Cai Lingfeng's eyes were even a little distracted and he could not concentrate on his consciousness.

It was not until a middle-aged man, Cai Lingfeng's father, came and placed his palm on Cai Lingfeng's sky spirit cover. A trace of milky white spiritual power poured into the thunder nest under Cai Lingfeng's sky spirit cover that Cai Lingfeng's eyes returned to the focal length and had spiritual consciousness.

"How?" asked the middle-aged man.

Cai Lingfeng wiped the tears at the end of his eyes and lowered his head in disappointment, "Father, it's all my fault for my daughter's incompetence."

"Forget..." the middle-aged man sighed.

The residual soul of the Vermilion Bird Spirit will awaken every few hundred years. If the inheritor with chance is not selected, the Vermilion Bird Spirit will sleep again.

This means that the next inheritance of the remaining soul of the Vermilion Bird will take hundreds of years.

The middle-aged man was the head of the Zhuque family in Jiuzhou. He looked at Cai Lingfeng. Although he was disappointed, everything was reasonable.

Even the goddess trained by the Zhuque family is just a glimmer of hope to inherit the Zhuque spirit.

"Gillian."

A voice sounded, and Gillian stepped into the spiritual palace.

Like the colorful feather wind, the scorching flames and the power of the divine beasts approached, and Gillian could not bear it at all.

Soon, Gillian broke out.

In front of the gate of the Thousand-Step Ling Palace, the crowd looked at the rather embarrassed Gillian and sighed.

It's true that he is the Spirit of Suzaku. Even an excellent woman like Jiao and Cai Lingfeng cannot withstand the torture of a few moments.

Some people went in one after another to try to pass on the inheritance, and some practitioners from other places also came.

Without exception, these people all left the Ling Palace in a dilemma.

The afterimage of the Vermilion Bird in the Spirit Palace became weaker and weaker, and the temperature gradually decreased, and the majesty of the Vermilion Bird Spirit gradually disappeared.

Everyone was disappointed.

The inheritance of the Spirit of Vermilion Bird returned in disappointment this time.

At this time, everyone clearly felt that the remnant soul of the Suzaku was about to disappear.

The dawn is coming, and the morning is dim.

A trace of light illuminates the dark sky as dark as ink.

Just as everyone was about to return home, a red shadow appeared in front of the spiritual palace in the scorching sunlight.

Qingge walked towards Ling Palace. The two guards in front of the Ling Palace were from the Zhuque family.

The two guards suddenly reached out to block Qingge's way.

"The princess is here to inherit the spirit of the Vermillion Bird. What are you doing? Being arrogant!" Xia Feng said angrily.

"The inheritance of the Spirit of Vermilion Bird has ended here. The inheritance begins at midnight. Time has passed and the inheritance has ended. Princess, please go back." Cai Lingfeng, who was quite painful, walked quickly and said.

Qingge raised his eyes slightly, and his deep cold eyes swept towards Cai Lingfeng.

Cai Lingfeng was as if she was being choked, and her suffocation made her panic.

"Let her in." Wei An, who was standing in the crowd, walked out, sighed and said.

"Zheng Master Wei, this matter is extraordinary. Every time I open the Ling Palace gate, it will take a lot of effort from my Zhuque family." Cai Lingfeng said coldly.

The Temple of the Suzaku Spirit Palace in the Holy Land of Younan has always been managed and protected by the Suzaku family in Jiuzhou.

Only the people from the Zhuque family know how to open the temple.

Opening the temple often costs a heavy price.

Every time the hall is opened, it means that a lot of spiritual power and cold crystal stones are consumed.

Since the result is known, Cai Lingfeng will definitely not let Ye Qingge waste an opportunity to open the palace.

Qingge frowned. She ignored Cai Lingfeng, and her bright eyes were staring at the closed doors of the Ling Palace Temple in front of her.

These two doors, this deserted and deserted palace, have been standing in the Holy Land of Younan for tens of millions of years.

Because of the residual soul of the Vermillion Bird, even if thousands of years have passed, the power of the Spirit Palace Temple has not weakened, but has become more magnificent and sacred.

The gate of the Spirit Palace Temple is one of the most powerful objects in the world.

Qingge thoughtful.

Such a door is good to refine weapons after refining, fusing and grinding.

If others learn that Qingge is thinking about the gate of the Ling Palace Temple, they will be shocked.

Seeing Qingge ignore her, Cai Lingfeng walked towards the double gates of the Ling Palace Temple, and couldn't help but chuckled with a sniff.

She looked down at her bandaged hands, and blood was seeping through the soft white cloth.

She had seen the terrible soul of the Suzaku. In her lifetime, she would never step into this palace again.

Cai Lingfeng still can't forget the feeling of close contact with the God of Death and still remembers it fresh.

Qingge did not stop, but shook his steps and slowly walked towards the Ling Palace Temple.

When Tu Lieyan came, Xia Feng looked at Qingge with a worried look. When he saw Tu Lieyan, he hurriedly walked towards Tu Lieyan and said worriedly: "General Tu, the Zhuque family does not open the gate of the temple. Princess... should she stop the princess? If the Zhuque family in Jiuzhou does not take action, the terrifying double gates of the temple will cause danger to the princess."

There is a strong lightning element above the double doors.

Even if the phantomist touches this door without permission, he will even be electrocuted.

Tu Lieyan looked at the slender figure of the virgin not far away, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Don't be anxious..."

"Yes." Xia Feng nodded.

There were many discussions everywhere—

"What's wrong with Princess Mingyue? Why are you absent-minded?"

"If the Zhuque family in Jiuzhou does not open the palace gate, can she force it?"

"Although Ye Qingge in the Heaven and Earth Courtyard tested his god-level talent and possessed a complete god-level true essence from the Heavenly Venerable, it is the Wuji Bow God that is rare in ten thousand years. However, this is the habitat of the remnant soul of the Suzaku Super Divine Beast Lord. Even if it is a higher powerhouse, it will be a dead end if it is forced to open the double doors of the Temple."

"I admit that Ye Qingge's talent in cultivation is out of reach, but this does not mean that she can open the two doors of the temple by herself."

"She is overestimating her abilities."

"A self-righteous genius will always die."

"It's a pity that talent and that beautiful face are just like a flower. How could I tell that I have the same appearance and live up to the good luck from heaven, but I am a completely brainless woman."

“…”

All kinds of ridicule sounds came into my ears, and the woman in red clothes was still unmoved, and she grew lotus step by step toward the Temple of the Spirit Palace.

In a blink of an eye, she stood in a short distance between the two gates of the temple.
Chapter completed!