Chapter 770: Repent and die in the air

Style: Fantasy Author: fish that can't swimWords: 2076Update Time: 24/01/13 09:24:54
Yu Yue's good friend was taken over by Yuan. He didn't know whether he was angry or not, but the same... Including Ao Yiye and Ao Budong who were guarding Zhuge Hei and protecting him, they didn't know what Yu Yue's question was. What's the meaning.

Let’s look at the battle between Holy Emperor Haoyang and the leader of the Suzaku Clan. The leader of the Suzaku Clan suffered a serious blow in the fierce battle with Ao Aojiao, and then he was almost crushed to death by Ao Yutang. Finally, he deposed his cultivation, and The belief in my heart may have collapsed a bit, and I have the will to die. Therefore, he can only exert a combat power level of about mid-level fourteenth level.

On the other hand, Haoyang, the dragon clan's most precious healing elixir... was bought from the top alchemy master of the human race through a relationship. After Haoyang swallowed it, his injury was almost healed, otherwise Bai Xiaoshuang and the others wouldn't be able to bring Haoyang out, right?

He also used the most direct and shocking method to tear out the roots of the sycamore tree that imprisoned his cultivation from his body. The cultivation that had been suppressed for a long time counterattacked, completely pushing Holy Emperor Haoyang to the current state. peak! Although he may be weak for a while in the future, he is currently in his best condition.

Although the blood of the Suzaku Royal Family has been discarded, Holy Emperor Haoyang is still a fire attribute. His understanding and control of fire are not weaker than those of the Suzaku Clan leader! In addition...when he, Holy Emperor Haoyang, was conquering the world in the Continent of Gods, the leader of the Suzaku Clan was still digging his grave in the spiritual world. His combat experience was even greater than that of the leader of the Suzaku Clan!

Finally, it is the talent of Holy Emperor Haoyang! Isn’t the Continent of the Gods easy to defeat? After getting used to the abundant spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the spiritual world, Haoyang, who was supposed to be transitioning from luxury to frugality, did not feel uncomfortable. Instead, he gradually became the strongest person in the continent of the gods before! What kind of talent is this? Anyway, from Yu Yue's point of view, eight colors! In the entire spiritual world, the only two perverts who can hold a candle to Haoyang in terms of talent are Yu Yue and Tu.

As for the continent of gods... maybe Zhuge Hei, Dao Sage, and Xiao Xingtong can rival Haoyang. But in terms of talent, in front of Holy Emperor Haoyang, the head of the Suzaku clan was completely inferior, and he was quickly suppressed by Haoyang and was at an absolute disadvantage.

Neither the leader of the Suzaku tribe nor the Holy Emperor Haoyang took out their weapons. They just... fought with pure physical strength and magical power. It was obviously a battle of the fourteenth level, but they saw a lot of people. God is terrified! And the current leader of the Suzaku Clan…

He is almost the only one who still retains some of the majesty and pride that the Suzaku tribe, which is called the mythical beast tribe, should have! I saw that he ignored Haoyang's continuous attacks and punched Haoyang on the chest with all his strength, trying to get injured! The two creatures spurted out a mouthful of blood and splashed on each other's face almost at the same time!

The fighting spirit in Haoyang's eyes became more and more fierce, but there was indeed a thorough sadness in the eyes of the head of the Suzaku tribe! In Haoyang's blood...he could no longer feel the blood of the Suzaku clan.

is it wrong? Is it really wrong... I... I am the leader of the Suzaku Clan! From the first day I took the throne, I made up my mind that I wanted the ethnic group with less than 500 pure-blooded people, which had begun to decline, to grow again in my hands! Because, when I ascend to this position, what I carry is the glory of the Suzaku God Clan that comes from my bloodline!

I want the most beautiful and powerful bird in the starry sky... to be on top of the world again! I want the sacred sycamore tree to regain its former glory, and I want the name of Suzaku to ring throughout the world! I want to recreate the glory of my Suzaku clan in the Age of Gods!

For this, no matter how hard it is, no matter how much I pay, no matter how much I violate the ancestral precepts, no matter how much I bear eternal infamy, I...will not hesitate.

After punching Haoyang again, feeling the fire-attribute power in Haoyang's body that was even hotter despite being separated from the blood of the Suzaku Emperor, the head of the Suzaku Clan's unruly and sharp eyes became confused.

But... now, tens of thousands of years are just a matter of tens of thousands of years. For the Suzaku God Clan, it is really just a blink of an eye. He once stood on the top of the sycamore tree, overlooking millions of people! He seemed to have seen the once glorious Suzaku clan...

But... in fact, there are only about two hundred real Suzakus left... They are right, under the prosperity, there is a loneliness that cannot be concealed.

It’s really…wrong!

The eyes of the leader of the Suzaku tribe turned red instantly. Even Haoyang, who was very close to him, couldn't see the tear that had just fallen and was evaporated by the heat!

"Haoyang! If I die in your hands, I will not lose anything! But even if I make mistakes in this life, it is for the Suzaku Clan!"

The leader of the Suzaku Clan was almost out of gas at this time, and the originally hot Suzaku Divine Fire on his body slowly dimmed, but he still tried his best to attack Holy Emperor Haoyang! Because he wanted to die with some dignity! Look at the sages of the Suzaku tribe, who didn’t fall in a bloody battle!

"You deserve to die."

Holy Emperor Haoyang's eyes trembled, but he showed no mercy. For just that moment, his eyes were stern! The hand was wrapped in the scorching heat that was no longer the Suzaku divine fire, and he blasted through the body of the Suzaku clan leader with one blow! The Suzaku divine fire lingering on the head of the Suzaku tribe suddenly went out...

The look in his eyes dimmed rapidly: "Royal... you are very strong."

The leader of the Suzaku tribe finally took out a flaming sword, but this sword did not stab Haoyang, but supported his body so that he would not fall down now.

"Why didn't you take out the Suzaku Divine Sword earlier? Also, I am no longer from the Suzaku clan."

Haoyang's eyes were like ancient wells, but... the head of the Suzaku tribe could see the huge waves... underneath that calmness. There was blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he looked directly into the eyes of Holy Emperor Haoyang and said seriously: "In the past, the Suzaku clan gave you life after all. I... hope that you can let them live. I owe you, and I will use my life for my uncle." Is it enough to pay back with the Suzaku Divine Sword?"

"Then who spared my parents and beloved at that time?"

Holy Emperor Haoyang's tone was still very harsh, but the leader of the Vermillion Bird Clan smiled. He knew that Haoyang... agreed, and he... shouldn't treat Haoyang like this! But... it was too late, everything was too late, because he forgot the master's words.

The Suzaku Clan may decline or be destroyed... but it must not lose its former glory! It's late...really late. Wrong, really wrong...

He held on and handed the Suzaku Divine Sword to Haoyang, and then... a ball of hot heat, something that Haoyang could not stop, not even Ao Yutang could stop, penetrated into the center of Haoyang's eyebrows! And then...a blood-stained Suzaku flew into the sky with a roar!

That's the leader of the Suzaku tribe! He...remembered that Master said that the sky is Suzaku's battlefield and Suzaku's grave! Under the divine fire, the body and soul of the Suzaku clan leader were quickly burned to the ground.

There was only one red bird feather... as if it was gone with the wind with loneliness and sadness. He remembered the master's last words, that he... had no face to keep his soul. He was afraid that under the nine springs, he would not be able to explain to the master.

Haoyang, on the other hand, stared blankly at the Vermilion Bird Divine Sword in his hand... Haoxing, in the end, was not trying to harm him, that scorching heat was his... Heavenly Lord Realm and cultivation level.