"Feng Fen..."
Between heaven and earth, Yu Hongluan let out a long roar, and golden red flames surged from his body, turning into rainbow light, rising through the sky, and falling into the Phoenix's body.
I transform my body into a phoenix and wipe out the injustices in the world.
When you enter the Phoenix, the Phoenix in the sky suddenly seems to have a soul, becoming more agile and mysterious.
All around the Phoenix, the flames turned from red to orange, from orange to yellow, and then from yellow to purple...
When the purple flames enveloped the Phoenix's body, the invisible space and the sky began to twist and dissolve, but this was not the end, the flames continued to change.
The purple flame is slowly turning into gold. Gold and purple flow and blend, reflecting the phoenix crown, dizzying the feathers, and creating a mysterious halo.
Wherever the halo shines, all polluted and distorted humans slowly return to normal and stop killing each other.
"Eternal..."
Yu Hongluan's voice was as long as the cry of a phoenix, and the phoenix lingering in golden and purple flames rushed towards the Rakshasa sacred tree transformed by the Baoshu King.
The phoenix is flying, and the sky is bright.
The dark and filthy sky suddenly became as bright as day, and all evil spirits disappeared.
"Rumble..."
At the same time, there was thunder and roar in Pinghu. The whole floating island was like fallen leaves in the wind, and the lake was floating in the lake, shaking and rumbling in disorder.
On the island, the walls collapsed, there were countless casualties, and it was chaos.
Even the sea area within a hundred miles of the floating island is like being boiled, the sea water is boiling, and the clouds are steaming and the clouds are glowing.
All kinds of strange phenomena appear in the heaven and earth, which are magnificent and dreamy, mysterious and terrifying.
However, light and roar, visions and dreams, come and go as quickly as they come. Just a few breaths later, they disappear like the bubbles of a dream.
When everything dissipated, the golden and purple phoenix had disappeared, but the Rakshasa sacred tree transformed by the Baoshu King still stood between heaven and earth.
Although compared to before, the branches and leaves of the Rakshasa god at this moment have all gone, leaving only the bare trunk, and the ghostly light and magic are no longer there, but the aura of tyranny, chaos, destruction and destruction is stronger and more terrifying.
"how so?"
Yu Hongluan's face was pale, and she was half-kneeling on the ground, her face full of astonishment, as if she couldn't believe what she saw.
"Hahaha... It's almost, just a little bit, you can stop me..."
King Baoshu's voice sounded again, full of sarcasm and joking: "What a pity, what a pity, it's just a little bit worse!"
"Fairy Hongluan, you lose. Even if I die today, you still lose."
"I want you to watch with your own eyes as the floating island you protect is reduced to ruins; I want you to witness with your own eyes that the people you protect are all killed and injured because of your stupidity."
"Yu Hongluan, I want to make you feel guilty and regret it for the rest of your life!"
"Hahaha……"
"That's a lot of nonsense."
However, just as the Baoshu King was laughing, a careless and lazy voice sounded above the Rakshasa Sacred Tree.
"Who is it?" King Baoshu was horrified. He didn't even notice that there was an extra person above his head.
A young man.
"The person who killed you." The young man said calmly.
"It's up to you to speak loudly!" King Baoshu seemed to have heard something ridiculous. Even Yu Hongluan's "Phoenix Burning Eternity", which was comparable to a saint's strike, couldn't do anything to him, let alone others.
However, despite this thought, the Treasure Tree King did not want to waste time and cause trouble, so a fierce and dark fire was ignited on the Rakshasa Sacred Tree.
"The faint holy fire, burn my remaining body, destroy this living thing, and sacrifice it to my Lord..."
The ghost fire fills the air, burning the sky and eating the earth, filled with the power of violence, chaos, death and destruction.
"It's so long-winded..."
The young man looked calm and waved his hand, and there was an ancient bronze bell hanging in the sky.
"when"
The young man knocked on the ancient bell with his fingers, and the bell sounded loudly and the mysterious light shone down.
The sound of the bell is loud but not violent. When the bell passes by, the wind and fire are calm and the five elements are fixed. The diffuse fire is stagnant in the middle.
Empty, the twisted and disordered sky seems to be smoothed.
The mysterious light shines, but it is not dazzling. Wherever the mysterious light reaches, the sun and moon are swaying, evil spirits are driven away, the violent and evil energy continues to dissipate, and the power to destroy death is annihilated inch by inch.
The sound of the bells is loud and clear, and the mysterious light shines brightly on the sun and the moon.
"This is impossible?"
King Baoshu roared angrily, but found that his power had been suppressed by the sound of the bell, and all of it was blocked by Xuanguang, making him unable to use it.
The secret technique he used is the supreme method of the Rakshasa royal family. It was taught by the Rakshasa king himself. He sacrifices his own life and burns the holy blood of the Rakshasa royal family. Once used, he can temporarily break through the limit of his life and exert his ancient weird power. Ordinary saints are unstoppable and irreversible.
But now, his secret technique of Rakshasa has been blocked?
Or to be more precise, his power, which is comparable to the Eternal Level Monster, has been suppressed and banned for life.
At this moment, it is difficult for him to even commit suicide.
How powerful is this?
"Are you a saint?!"
Therefore, there is only one possibility, the other party is a saint, and not an ordinary saint.
"Not yet, but it will definitely be in the future!"
In a calm but confident voice, another bell rang.
Before the sound of the bell disappeared and the mysterious light dissipated, a new sound started again and the mysterious light regenerated. .
In an instant, the bells overlapped one after another, like ripples, and the mysterious light intertwined in bursts, like blue waves.
The blue waves are rippling, and the sky is clear for thousands of miles.
Under the oscillation and interweaving of the mysterious lights of the bells, the sky seemed to be washed away by blue waves. All the filth, evil spirits, dark ghosts and ghosts were all washed away. The sky was bright and clear, pure and flawless.
The sacred Rakshasa tree transformed by the King of Treasure Trees was also washed away by the mysterious light of the bell, and all its violent energy was dispersed, the turbid energy was eliminated, and it turned into a wonderful tree of the Five Treasures again.
"when"
"when"
"when"
The next moment, the ancient bronze bell rang nine times in a row. Each time it rang, the Five Treasures Tree shrank in size. After nine rings, the Five Treasures Tree was as small and weak as a weed.
Then, with one hand, he uprooted the Five Treasures Tree.
"Who are you?"
In the man's palm, the voice of the Treasure Tree King came from the Five Treasures Tree.
"I'm human!" the man laughed.
"Who are you? Tell me, who are you?" King Baoshu roared.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that you lost." The man said calmly.
Hearing this, King Baoshu sneered loudly: "Are you afraid that my master will seek revenge on you? Hahaha... You humans are indeed a bunch of cowardly rats!"
The man didn't seem to care about King Baoshu's ridicule and insult: "Don't waste your efforts, I won't kill you, your life is still useful."
King Baoshu laughed for a moment, and immediately knew that his mind had been seen through. Yes, the reason why he ridiculed and insulted the man was to anger him and make the man kill him in anger.
He is now completely controlled by the other party. He can't do anything except think and speak. Suicide is even more impossible.
And he knew that if he lived and fell into the hands of the Xuanmeng, it would be a great disadvantage to the Rakshasa Kingdom and the Rakshasa King, so he had to die.
But suicide is impossible and can only be committed by others.
The person in front of him is very young, but extremely powerful. He must be arrogant and arrogant. Perhaps with just a little provocation, he may be able to make the other party furious and kill him in anger.
But he never expected that his thoughts and tricks would be directly seen through by the other party.
