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602 is the descendant of the Phoenix bird?

Could it be that as the fat white guys joked that I am really the descendant of the phoenix divine bird, with the blood of the phoenix, and even the phoenix divine bird is my mother? Thinking of my mysterious life experience,

The possibility is not without it.

This idea scared Gu Fenghua himself.

"Fenghua, what's wrong with you?" Luo Enen asked with concern when he noticed that Gu Fenghua's expression was strange.

Fatty Bai and Ye Wuse also looked at Gu Fenghua worriedly. Since she came to Zichen Palace, she has shown various abnormalities, which can make them unable to help but worry.

"Nothing? Mr. Feng, what about later?" Gu Fenghua put aside his imaginary thoughts in his mind and asked.

"Later, although the magic weapon was destroyed, the purple dust did not disappear completely. Some of them were hidden everywhere in the continent, and they were endless. Even the three great saints could not remove them all.

Fortunately, since the artifact was destroyed, these purple dusts became dead and would not scatter everywhere. Their power was not as good as before. As long as they did not take the initiative to approach, there would be no harm. If they stepped into it for the first time, they could even help the holy master.

Hardening one's mind is of great benefit to cultivation.

However, after experiencing that catastrophe, no one dared to take it lightly. We were ordered to build temples in various countries on the mainland, one was to restrain each country, and the more important reason was to guard the purple dust and prevent regeneration and failure.

After coming to various countries and finding these purple dust, the other temples were still smooth, but something went wrong with me." Speaking of this, Mr. Feng's expression became solemn again.

Taking a deep breath, before Gu Fenghua and others asked, he continued: "The remaining purple dust in the Jialuo Mountains is different from other places. It actually has a trace of magical spirituality and controls a monster, which is the previous one.

The cloud-patterned lynx you killed was originally just the most common carnivorous monster. After being controlled by the purple dust, my strength has been continuously improved. I was careless for a moment and almost killed me by it.

I was forced to divide the space and imprison it. At the same time, I also imprisoned myself. This forbidden for tens of thousands of years.

In order not to let it go out and harm people, I have been consuming the holy energy to strengthen the space for tens of thousands of years, so I have been confining it between the Sixth and Seventh Halls.

Fortunately, I have a few purple dust jade heart grass on my body, otherwise the monster would have escaped from the shackles and harmed people. But I have taken all the purple dust jade heart grass and my life span is about to reach its maximum limit, but it is impossible for me to stay forever.

Keep it shackled.

Fortunately, you are here. With your phoenix power, I finally got rid of this monster and cleared the purple dust in this hall. I have no regrets in this life."

Speaking of this, the wrinkles on Mr. Feng's face stretched a lot, and his eyes were filled with relief.

"What should you do if we don't come?" Gu Fenghua asked curiously.

"What else can I do? I can't live anymore, so I can't care about the life or death of others. At most, I can just hold on to the Jiuquan." Old Feng said with his hands spread out.

Gu Fenghua and others were speechless. They thought he would say something that self-exploding holy energy and dying with the monster. Who knew it was the answer? But look at his wrinkles like old tree bark, and look at him again.

Seeing the shriveled body like a mummy, the few people felt relieved again. At this time, Mr. Feng was obviously at the verge of exhausting oil and drying the lamp. Even if he wanted to explode his holy energy and die with the monster, he would be more willing but less capable.

Thinking of the fact that Mr. Feng had spent tens of thousands of years on his life to ban this monster, the energy he had spent all his life, and the few people were even more respectful.


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