Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 1052: Division

　　 Dream is for sure.

　　 Feng Xinxiao was stunned, and her heart was filled with the only thought, what is the law? Wouldn't it be too scary, isn't it?

　　 This refreshed his worldview and can absorb power, which is simply a bug.

　　 Feng Xinxiao didn't know, but Ouyang Ming didn't feel good either. The power contained in this blue silk is too strong, and the edge is hidden. In just an instant, the internal organs in his body completely shifted. As long as this kind of power is stronger, he will definitely pay a great price if he wants to resolve it in this way. Unfortunately, he didn't know. So at this moment, he felt that the strong human race in front of him, like an iceberg of ten thousand meters, would always be only a corner, unpredictable.

　　 Rhubarb exchanged glances with King Kong, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 Fengxiang looked at the collapsed Great Ding, his eyes glowed, and he gave Xiaohong a voice, and said: "Feng Ling, how do you know him, tell me, you can't let go of the details."

　　 Xiaohong saw Feng Xiang behave so solemnly for the first time, without concealment, telling the whole story of what happened in the lower realm, and after speaking, she gently jumped on Feng Xiang's shoulder and waited for his next words.

　　 "You mean, the flame you felt for the first time was purple? And it gave you a sense of fear?" Feng Xiang asked.

　　 The little red wings moved upward, his eyes rolled around, and he nodded slightly.

　　 Fengxiang did not answer, but the light in his eyes was already bright to the extreme.

　　 Looking at Ouyang Ming's gaze is like looking at a rare treasure, that gaze made Xiao Hong's skin goose bumps, and a chill.

　　 Of course, the most shocked is the Feng clan powerhouse who followed Feng Xinxiao.

　　 They exchanged glances, a strong man at the top of the venerable shook his feathers, and said in horror: "I...I am dreaming, right? Come, you hit me."

　　 "Bang!" The strong Feng clan next to him banged his head hard, hissed, and he stared: "So why do you do so hard? It hurts!"

　　 "Hiss..." All the Feng Clan experts understand. This is not a dream, and the sound of inhalation resounds in my ears.

　　 It’s not that they didn’t see it, but that the Venerable and the Emperor are really incomparable.

　　 They have seen that Feng Xinxiao just breathed a breath, and a spirit beast at the top of the Venerable collapsed physically, as if the flesh and blood on his body were smashed clean by a sharp carving knife. But now, such a ruthless person has suffered a great loss in the hands of a venerable person. If this is said, will anyone believe it? It can only be described in four words-incredible.

　　 Just when their minds were confused, in mid-air, they saw the yin and yang fish flying up and down, mysteriously unspeakable, shaking out two arcs.

　　 one white and one black, interlacing each other.

　　At this moment, the gorgeous colors in the entire world seemed to disappear, leaving only white and black.

　　 Feng Xinxiao's gaze was more solemn than ever, and the flesh and blood on her body trembled. I only felt that my heart was throbbing, and there seemed to be some kind of unspeakable crisis shrouded in it.

　　 black and white, seemingly simple, but not simple, it contains the charm of the avenue to the simplicity.

　　As these two white lines got closer and closer to Feng Xinxiao, he actually had an urge to flee in a hurry. This feeling came suddenly, inexplicably, but extremely real. Even his eyes became numb and blank, losing his compelling brilliance.

　　 is also at this time, an inaudible voice came from the distant pavilion: "Enough!"

　　 Under the echo of this voice, time, space, and even the mysterious laws are all slowed down, and they are held in the air by a mysterious and strange force. This sound set off a thunderstorm, falling from the air, directly crushing the white and black lines.

　　 Even Ouyang Ming was shaken out of that strange state, and the yin and yang fish in the sky suddenly scattered.

　　 Ouyang Ming staggered and staggered backwards, only to feel a majestic pressure on his shoulders, and even the blood in his body stopped flowing.

　　 "Yes!" This joyless and sad voice sounded again, as if it had never appeared before, the pressure on Ouyang Ming's body suddenly lightened, and the sound of the wind slowly moved the leaves, and the world returned to peace.

　　Feng Xinxiao's face was pale, she looked at Ouyang Ming deeply with a complex expression, and after a few breaths, she turned and left.

　　 Fengxiang glanced at the towering pavilions in the distance, his eyes turned faintly, he bit his teeth lightly, walked to Ouyang Ming, and asked with concern: "Brother Ou, are you okay?"

　　 Ouyang Ming raised his chin and looked into his eyes calmly. After a while, he shook his head slightly and smiled: "It's okay!"

　　 Fengxiang breathed hard, lowered his voice, and asked, "Brother Ou, I'm sorry, I don't know what level of the Heavenly Phoenix Fire is in your spiritual world?"

　　 "I don't know." Ouyang Ming's eyes darkened, and he spread his hands domineeringly.

　　"Sure enough." Feng Xiang nodded slightly, and after seeing the doubtful color on Ouyang Ming's face, he took the initiative to explain: "It's like this, within the Feng clan, according to the richness of his blood, the fire of Tianfeng Divided into seven major levels.” At this point, he paused deliberately. Obviously, he was trying to whet everyone’s appetite. At this time, even Xiao Hong became curious and whispered non-stop on his shoulder, meaning Urge him to say quickly.

　　 Fengxiang coughed, cleared his throat, and said: "The lowest level is red, but it is the largest in the Feng family, followed by orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and finally purple. , But this color only exists in legends. It has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years by the Feng family. It has never existed, and even blue has only appeared once."

　　 Ouyang Ming heard this, and the stormy sea turned in his heart.

　　 When he first started, the fire of Tianfeng in his spiritual world was purple.

　　 But his face remained unrevealed, and he looked at Feng Xiang calmly. He knew in his heart that since Feng Xiang said that, there must be other meanings besides what he said.

　　 Sure enough, this thought has not disappeared. Feng Xiang clasped his fists heavily with a sincere expression, and said, "Brother Ou, there is a feeling of unsympathy underneath." As he said, his legs were bent and his center of gravity sank, but he was caught by Ouyang. Ming supported it with both hands.

　　 "Big Brother Feng, you are damaging me, get up first!" Ouyang Ming smiled bitterly.

　　 This is Ouyang Ming’s cleverness in life, and he will climb up the pole. He knew in his heart that Feng Xiang meant to befriend him, so he changed his name. From Brother Feng Xiang to Brother Feng, he got close a lot. If you think more about things like human feelings and sophistication, that's how it is.

　　 Fengxiang has a clear mind, and quickly grasped the key to this rhetoric. He got up and said: "Ou, you know, the protagonist has already written the battle book and is powerful, but looking at me, The forgers that can be obtained are all sent out, and now there is really no one available in the hand, so I would like to ask you to take your place in the battle with the first team."

　　 "Who was the one who helped the Feng clan powerhouse earlier?" Ouyang Ming didn't answer, instead he raised his head and asked an inexplicable question.

　　 "Feng Tian, ​​one of the strongest people in the Feng clan!" Feng Xiang glanced at Ouyang Ming with a deep meaning, and replied with a smile.

　　 "Main battle faction?" he asked again.

　　 "Yeah." Feng Xiang replied.

　　 Ouyang Ming was silent for a moment, and whispered softly: "I am very interested in the Feng Clan's technology for forging flying boats."

　　 Hearing this, Feng Xiang laughed heartily.

　　 stepped up and led forward, bringing in Ouyang Ming and the three-headed spirit beast, in a very low posture.

　　 amazed some Feng Clan experts, and they wondered where this human race is sacred. They could see that this group of people is based on him.

　　 Along the trail paved with spirit stones, came to a huge courtyard. How big is this courtyard? Let's put it this way, it covers an area of ​​thousands of meters, complete facilities, everything, rockery, river, green trees, there are only you can't think of, there is nothing that is not here.

In the 　　 compound, Feng Xiang said: "Ou, if you have any needs, just greet the next person."

　　 "Thank you, Brother Feng!" Ouyang Ming said politely.

　　 "Hey, this is too rusty. Feng Ling and I are brothers. You are still a newcomer and don't take care of anyone you take care of. Take a step back and say, you are saving me from the crisis." Feng Xiang blinked. Blinking his eyes and smiling gently, pulled the relationship between the two closer.

　　 deserves to be a long-lived old monster, who speaks and does things beautifully.

　　 Ouyang Ming sighed in his heart, did not answer, but his face became serious, stepping on the pebbles in the small courtyard, and said solemnly: "Brother Feng, I don't know what the main challenge is for this time?" Although he was sure in his heart, he still asked.

　　 Fengxiang speeded up a bit and replied: "Show your strength, win over the neutrals, and isolate us."

　　 "I am not a Feng clan, can I also participate in the competition?" Ouyang Ming asked again.

　　 Fengxiang stopped and looked at the blue sky, with a cold smile on his face: "Who said you are not the Feng clan? The Feng clan is the fire of the sky Phoenix." If anyone who is familiar with Fengxiang sees him now The expression ~IndoMTL.com~ knows that someone is going to be unlucky.

　　 There are indeed people who are going to be unlucky. Who would have thought that after the Big Competition, a full percentage of the neutrals would turn to the peace-making faction.

　　 Fengxiang sat for a while, drank a pot of tea, and walked with Xiao Hong.

　　 Ouyang Ming looked at his distant back and felt extremely emotional. When he first saw Feng Xiang in the spirit world, he could only look up, but now he can be called a brother. This is the benefit of his strength.

　　 "It's no wonder that both the dragon and the phoenix want to get the power of the source." Ouyang Ming sighed with a smile.

　　 After Feng Xiang's figure dissipated in the mist, he began to sit cross-legged, sorting out what happened at this point in the spiritual world, regardless of the big or small, he did it extremely seriously.

　　 half an hour later, he opened his eyes and said: "I accidentally fell into the vortex of the Dragon and Phoenix clan, now even if I want to get away from others, it is not allowed."

　　 suppressed this thought forcibly, discarded the miscellaneous thoughts in my heart, and began to visualize the snow-capped mountains in the spiritual world.

　　 This has been carved into his soul, no matter how busy he is, he will take an hour to visualize the snow-capped mountains.

　　 And, since he understood the law, the speed at which the snow-capped mountains pile up has doubled.

　　 And this is also one of his biggest hole cards at the moment. ...

　　

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