Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 1056: The color of the emperor
The breeze swept across the high platform, and the sun also came up.
Half of Feng Xinxiao's face was bathed in the morning light, with a mocking color on her face, and she said coldly: "Evidence? You are the emperor's cultivation base, the top group of people in the world, how could you say this? Stupid? Since you want evidence, okay, I'll tell you. The Feng clan has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years. The flames of the Phoenix clan have the power of Nirvana rebirth, but the bloodlines are different in different forms." This voice contains spiritual power, resounding in all directions with the thunder.
Even the fire of Tianfeng in Ouyang Ming and Feng Duxin's hands has faded.
Speaking, the Phoenix flame in his hand lit up orange, which was extremely gorgeous.
The entire terrace was silent, with only a slight breathing sound. Feng Xinxiao squinted her eyes for a moment, and the corner of her mouth ticked upwards, and then said: "The seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple correspond to Seven kinds of flames, but the flames on his hands are white, how do you explain?" His voice was righteous and sound. As soon as the voice fell, he raised his finger to Ouyang, his eyes flashing with a dangerous look.
It seems that as long as Feng Xiang can't provide a reasonable explanation, he will mobilize all the Feng clan powerhouses to attack Ouyang Ming.
"Then how do you want me to explain?" Feng Xiang's expression was calm, and he knew in his heart that Feng Xinxiao had completely entered the game at this point.
But that's why he became more calm, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
"Bloodline verification." Feng Xinxiao paused, with an astonishing red glow in her eyes.
Feng Yun sat next to Feng Xiang, tapped his **** on the back of the chair, making a clattering sound, and said: "Since the two of you are in a dispute, let's verify your bloodline."
On the terrace, the strong Feng clan who belonged to the main battle side exchanged a glance.
The center of gravity sinks at the same time, exhaling and screaming, "Bloodline verification!" This voice is neat and consistent, containing spiritual power, like a thunder in the sky, rolling up a circle of spiritual energy storm. When scrolling the Quartet, it directly dissipated all the white clouds and mist floating in the sky.
Feng Xiao's eyes were dark and the color of prey flashed away. Seeing that the time was ripe, he walked over with a smile, and whispered, "Master Ou, you only need to put your hands on the totem of the Phoenix clan to mobilize the power of the flame. When the totem will emit light, you can know the richness of your blood."
At this moment, the eyes of all the strong are focused on Ouyang Ming.
The party who talks about peace is worried, and the party who fights on the other side seems to be smiling but not smiling, and the eyes are full of ridicule.
Xiao Hong stood on the shoulders of King Kong, her eyes gleaming, and her heart secretly made me feel the instinctive fear. The totem can at least emit a green light? His eyes circled around, all kinds of eyes caught in the bottom of his eyes, and he sneered in his heart. These Feng Clan powerhouses look like clowns in his eyes, and when that glimmer of brilliance blooms, they will be fully exposed.
Goshawk and Rhubarb looked at each other, and they both saw the sly and cunning in their eyes.
They are looking forward to the moment when the purple glow lingers to the sky.
Ouyang Ming gave Feng Xiao a deep look, which directly made him feel cold. The pair of white-lined and black-soled cloth shoes stepped on the terrace, moved slowly, and walked under the totem.
The Qi machine is continuous, with five fingers spread out and placed on the totem, soft to the touch. At the same time, the aura in Dan Lake poured into it. Suddenly, a scorching wave of air rushed into Ouyang Ming's body along the palm of his hand, like soaking in a hot spring, and every pore on his body was relaxed.
If it were just like this, it would be fine, but in Ouyang Ming's perception, the totem seemed to have wisdom, and Ouyang Ming could clearly feel its excitement. Yes, it is excitement, as if a pet that has been lost for a long time suddenly sees its owner.
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The look in the eyes of the strong Feng clan onlookers was inexplicable, and a strange atmosphere spread.
"After such a long time, the totem does not even have a vision. Huh, it seems that it is a foreign aid." An old man who pressed the brim of his hat low said in a deep voice, apparently a character on the main side of the battle.
"Well, it is true." A man holding a pear cherry sword beside him nodded vigorously.
Above the terrace, many powerful people gathered in groups and discussed in a low voice. The scene was extremely noisy.
Feng Xinxiao turned her gaze, looked at Feng Xiang, and said with a mockery: "It seems that you will lose this time?"
Feng Xiang's face was calm, raised his eyebrows, and replied: "Who is right? Maybe the purple awns are lingering? Everything has a ray of life, and doing too much may not be a good thing." Then, it was a response to Feng Ling's talk about things before.
Feng Xinxiao spread her palms out: "Then let's walk and see."
The sound hasn't fallen yet, and the red awns above the Feng Clan's totem are flowing, like blood, rippling round and round like lake water ripples, spreading quickly and extremely violently. Many Feng clan experts have not yet reacted. The clouds in the sky have been reflected in red, scattered scattered, like colorful clouds in the evening.
"This...red color?" Above the terrace, inhaling sounds sounded.
Speaking and one side of the neck slightly tilted, and exchanged glances, seeing the joy in each other's eyes.
The previous tea ceremony, for them, was longer than a century. They were suffering all the time, with strange thoughts in their hearts, and they kept praying.
But some people are happy, and correspondingly, some people are not happy. The head of the main battle party was covered with a black cloud, and there was only one thought floating in his heart. Is this really the Feng Clan? Then why is the flame white? They couldn't understand it anyway.
Feng Xinxiao couldn't understand, and she was taken aback for a moment.
Sleeves rolled in the mist, gritted his teeth and said: "Huh, the red light is nothing, this kind of aptitude, in the ancestral land of the Feng clan, is only the bottom." When the last three words were just spit out, his face was more than , All the thoughts in his mind disappeared, chaotic and blank.
I saw the rapid change of light on this totem.
Red, orange, yellow...
In just an instant, three colors have changed.
Be aware that the totem emits a yellow light, this kind of aptitude, even in the ancestral land of the Feng clan, is already considered to be a very good root.
But now, in just an instant, it changed from red to yellow.
This kind of speed is unique even if it is placed on the Feng Clan’s hundreds of thousands of years of history.
All the strong Feng clan stared blankly at the slightly weak figure below the statue, and the two characters emerged out of thin air in the spiritual world.
Many strong people are even shaking with excitement.
Of course, these people belong to Fengxiang.
As for the main fighting faction, if it was said that it was a thunderbolt when the red light was emitted, then at this moment, they will undoubtedly fall into the abyss, all around it is pitch black, there is no light.
Feng Xiang looked away from Ouyang Ming, looked at Feng Xinxiao, and asked, "Are you eligible to participate in the competition now?" Flower Fairy Girl VS Black-bellied Fengjue
This sentence reached Feng Xinxiao's ears, vibrating his eardrums, and directly made him look black, like the bottom of a pot that has been burned on wood fire countless times, and there is a hint of bloodthirsty insane in his voice: "You Pit me?"
"You want your blood to be verified, what's the matter with me?" Feng Xiang's face was matched with a harmless expression on his face.
Feng Xinxiao was mad, and it took two full breaths before she suppressed the anger in her heart.
Feng Xiao made a "chuckle" in her heart, and her face became bitter. He had thought that this was a fat man, who had used a lot of methods and found a lot of relationships to host this grand event. Now it seems that what kind of fat is this, the reminder is almost the same. Especially when she saw Feng Xinxiao's expression, even her heart trembled, and she glanced at Ouyang Ming with complicated eyes, which made her feel depressed.
Feng Duxin stepped back a hundred feet, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.
Secretly said in his heart: "This is interesting." He can also see that this person's attainments in forging are extraordinary.
This is the induction of the master blacksmith.
The little red eyes rolled upwards, like a round of crescents hanging in the sky, clean and pure, pouting: "Xiao Mingzi is really good, I really don't know how far he can end up?" He stood in King Kong. On the shoulders, the speed of speech is not hurried.
The rhubarb exchanged glances with the goshawk, as if there were two flames burning.
Suddenly, the colors around the totem changed.
"Green..." a strong Feng clan exclaimed.
"It's changed again, this is cyan?"
There was a burst of uproar from the terrace, and through the green light, I stared at the figure under the totem of the Phoenix clan, and my eyes were full of shock. The potential represented by cyan is limitless, and the richness of its Phoenix bloodline has reached an unimaginable level.
"This... the totem glows blue? This situation hasn't happened for thousands of years, right?" said an established man.
"Well, this time, the Speaking Party has this help, and the rise is hopeful!" An old man not far away nodded, his eyes full of surprises.
Feng Xinxiao's body trembled slightly, and she looked at Ouyang Ming with bitterness. There are stormy waves in my mind, like falling into a huge boulder in a calm lake, the waves that are set off can be imagined. He could hardly imagine that this was clearly an individual race, but the richness of the Feng Clan's bloodline could give a blue color, which had already broken his cognition.
Feng Xiang exhaled a breath of mist~ IndoMTL.com~ The shock in my heart is no less than Feng Xinxiao. Looking at the figure under the totem, he was dressed in white, but he seemed to see a cloud of mist, and he couldn't see clearly. In his heart, brother Ou, how many things are you hiding?
Suddenly, the light from the totem changed again.
Blue, the blue light just showed the slightest, and it was immediately suppressed by a touch of noble purple.
In an instant, purple filled the sky, the earth, and the stars in a domineering posture. It's all purple to the eye. Under this noble, stunning, beautiful, graceful, bizarre, and unique purple, everything in the world has to be overshadowed.
Because, this color can only be emitted by the fire of the Heavenly Phoenix, which is the Emperor of Tinder.
Purple ripples rippling in the aura, and the surrounding grasses sway along with it.
Death silence on the terrace, only the breeze blowing slowly. Everyone's eyes were dull and shocked.
This purple touch surprised everyone. 8)