His eyes were staring at the door of the Ling Palace Temple and Qingge's tender and fair jade hands.
On the two gilded doors of the temple, the totem of the Vermillion Bird is carved with the vermilion bird, with feathers at the tail, and its wings are burning like fire.
Suddenly—
Qingge held the door handle and twisted it down. At the same time, the sound of a click was heard, accompanied by a powerful electric current.
The dark blue light flashed, reflecting Qingge's pretty face as dark as it was.
The sound of thunder suddenly appears, its sound shocks the sky, its aura swallows the mountains, its momentum is evenly magnificent, as majestic as a mountain, and as fierce as an inverted sea.
A disdainful smile appeared on Cai Lingfeng's face.
It would be fine if the person next to him was, in front of the remaining power of the super divine beast's residual soul, just Ye Qingge was just a tiny ant.
Dare to be arrogant and presumptuous even if a speck of dust is a slightest bit of dust?
ridiculous--
Ignorance-
Gillian stood in the distance, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.
Lan Caier stood beside A Jiao, "Senior Sister A Jiao, Ye Qingge is too much. She turned the Tan family upside down and let Senior Brother Tan go to prison, and sent someone to kill Ruhua."
Gillian's lips moved slightly, her expression was indifferent, "I thought she was a dragon and phoenix among people and could compete with me, but it turned out that she was just a self-righteous and unaware person. The inheritance of the Spirit of the Suzaku is about opportunity, and it is a chance every few hundred years.
Nai picked one in a million, did she think she could still amazed the world as much as the previous two times?"
Perhaps he thought Qingge was about to die in the double doors of the Spirit Palace Temple, but Jiao, who had always been concise, started to talk too much.
Lan Cai'er's eyes flashed slightly, and she stared at Qingge in front of the palace gate without squinting her eyes.
"No! This is too dangerous!" Xia Feng couldn't help but rush forward to stop Qingge's crazy behavior, but it was still too late.
The dark green light was like the rising sun, with a strong light shrouding on the top of the sky, and everyone could not open their eyes.
The lightning elements contained in the temple gate burst out fiercely like a tide, flew out the upcoming Xia Feng bomb and smashed his body to the ground.
After a long time, the violent and dazzling light became weaker.
The light dissipated, everyone was still shocked, and looked at the woman in front of the palace gate with some gloating pleasure.
The woman did not move at all, and the robe flew like a corner of the victory flag bloomed in the wind.
Her hands were always placed on the phoenix tail door handle, and as the door handle turned, a crackling sound rang out. The tightly closed doors slowly opened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The dark blue lightning thunder and lightning surged into Qingge's body. Before the terrible scene that everyone imagined had arrived, they saw that Qingge was not hurt at all, and even had some feelings.
Qingge raised his eyebrows.
The lightning elements inside this sect are quite rich.
What surprised her the most was that the evil energy in the red veins could swallow such a powerful thunder and lightning element.
Qingge was surprised to find that the 25th red tendon vein not only showed red light as hot as magma, but also faintly flashed with a strong dark blue lightning.
That tendon and vein became stronger.
The power of lightning is becoming more and more fulfilling.
Cai Lingfeng and the people from the Jiuzhou Zhuque family opened their eyes as if they were ghosts and looked at Qingge in shock.
"Father, are the two doors of the temple broken?" Cai Lingfeng asked in disbelief.
The head of the Zhuque family in Jiuzhou shook his head, "For thousands of years, the two gates of the Temple have stood here and are guarded by us. The remaining power of the Zhuque is still there, so how can the two gates of the Temple be destroyed?"
"If it's not broken, how did she open the palace gate?"
"This..." My father could not give Cai Lingfeng an accurate answer to this.
"It must be broken." Cai Lingfeng walked forward unwillingly and stretched out his white and tender hand to push the hall door.
ah……
Cai Lingfeng's hand had not yet been placed on the hall gate, and a thunder blade flew out, hitting Cai Lingfeng without any mercy.
Cai Lingfeng's delicate body flew backwards like a broken kite, smashing a huge century-old tree next to it.
The lightning of lightning wandered away from Cai Lingfeng's body, and it was shining darkly. Cai Lingfeng's body trembled with the rhythm of the lightning of lightning.
A trace of red blood spilled out of Cai Lingfeng's mouth.
The head of the Zhuque family in Jiuzhou frowned and walked up immediately. A milky white spiritual power was touched in the palm of his palm, warming the distracted colorful wind.
"Cough...cough...cough..."
Cai Lingfeng was helped up by the maid, and the coughing blood covered his sharpened chin.
Cai Lingfeng suddenly turned his head, full of horror.
Click, click...
Qingge slowly pushed the palace gate, tall and spiritual, with picturesque eyebrows and delicate eyes, and naturally raised eyes, revealing unparalleled elegance.
Qingge turned around, pretending to be innocent and harmless, and looked at the weak and embarrassed Cai Lingfeng in surprise, "Is this door... difficult to open?"
Everyone: "..."
Invisible black-bellied, the most deadly!
A word from the light song almost brought one Buddha out of the body of the colorful wind and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.
She had not even encountered such a disaster just now. If she had encountered the door, she would have to be told to the temple of the Spirit Palace.
Thinking of this, Cai Lingfeng was afraid and a cold sweat broke out on his back.
Cai Lingfeng was extremely frightened and murmured in a low voice, "What is this woman? Is it a monster?"
The door of the Ling Palace Temple will naturally not break, but how did Ye Qingge do it?
The wind blew, leaves fell everywhere, and the world was silent and horrified.
You'er held her face with her hands and starry eyes, "Master Beauty is so amazing!"
"Is this door... difficult to open... so cool." You'er worshipped.
There was a small head next to Youer.
Feng Jin agreed with You'er's words very much, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice, and looked at Qingge with her star eyes open, "The princess is so awesome."
"how so?"
Gillian was in a state of dismay, and her steps staggered back slightly.
She thought that the lightning contained in the temple gate was enough to make Ye Qingge doomed.
Tu Lieyan and Wei An stood side by side, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Qingge crossed the threshold and walked into the temple.
The two doors of the temple behind him slowly closed.
The huge temple, the solemn and solemn ancient battlefield scene, the super divine beast Suzaku Firebird standing in the vast land.
The sky with the bright moon and sun are half bright like daytime, the rising sun is rising, and all things are revived, like spring, flowers blooming, birds singing and fragrance of flowers.
The other half is in the sky with blood moon, and hundreds of ghosts walking at night. The soil is gloomy and black, like the Nine Nether Underworld, under the eighteenth floor.
Qingge's clothes, the round and bulging fire bird tried hard to stretch out its head, opened its bright red eyes, and looked curiously at the afterimage of the Suzaku Bird.
"Boss! Did you see it? It's this big bird, the top of the bird clan, the king of thousands of birds." The fire bird pointed at the afterimage of the Vermilion Bird with its small wings and said excitedly, "Is it very majestic and domineering? It really deserves to be let go with it with a slight wing of the fire bird with its small wings pointing at the aftermath of the Vermilion Bird.
A human painter came to draw the picture of me being with the Bird King.”
Qingge looked down at the excited fire bird, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
The stones that the Fire Bird swallowed in the Taiji Hall of Tiandiyuan have not been digested yet. It rolled down from Qingge, rolled on the ground for a few times, and stopped beside the claws of the Suzaku's afterimage.
Qingge is about to call the fire bird.
The Vermilion Bird, the Firebird, is the ancestor of the fire-type monsters.
The fire on the afterimage is enough to burn the fire birds. (To be continued)