Long Chujun's power is strong.
It only took a few moves to deal with the dozen or so Earth-level corpse puppets.
Although those corpse puppets are members of the royal family, they are only side branches after all, and their bloodlines are mixed. Although they are not burned by the Phoenix Divine Fire, they cannot resist the Suzaku Flame reshaped by Nirvana.
Although the Phoenix is the king of all birds, how can it defeat the Vermilion Bird, one of the Four Gods?
So after the raging fire, the stiff and weird corpse puppet turned into ashes in the sea of fire without any warning, and disappeared into smoke.
But the remaining one is really difficult to deal with.
The brother and sister struggled with the enemy for a long time and seemed to have the upper hand, but in fact they were being pressed step by step and found it difficult to escape.
Suddenly, Long Aojun swung his magic sword and took advantage of the struggle between the corpse puppet and Long Chujun to chop his shoulder from behind!
"roar--!"
The corpse puppet suddenly growled, obviously enraged, and immediately turned and kicked, its right fist wrapped in the force of thunder and smashed down at him fiercely -
"Bang~~"
A muffled buzzing sound suddenly rang out, and Long Aojun's wrist holding the hilt of the knife was almost broken and he lost consciousness.
The Phoenix Sword is made of the flames of the Vermillion Bird and tempered with brilliant gold. It can cut gold like mud and chop mountains into dirt. Nothing in the world, not even the divine weapons that people covet so much, can match it!
If Long Aojun had not used the magic sword to block the attack of the corpse puppet a second before the fist was about to fall, he would probably have become a corpse by now!
He looked at the motionless Long Chujun in front of him with lingering fear and shouted at her -
"Royal sister! Why don't you burn it?!"
Long Aojun didn't understand. The imperial sister clearly had the opportunity to take action just now, so why did she suddenly give up?
Long Chujun suddenly looked up, his serious and sharp eyes seemed to be surging with a complex light, looking so desolate, so sad...
"Royal brother, no matter what you see or know, remember not to make it public."
Her eyes were filled with forbearance, her hands hanging limply at her sides, her palms loosening and tightening, tightening and loosening, until finally she clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deep into the flesh.
"What did you say, sister?"
Long Aojun was fighting with the corpse puppet through a Phoenix Divine Sword. The scene was thrilling and he could not be distracted.
Long Chujun stared at that place with a complicated look, and then, as if he had finally made a decision, he swung the blood-red halberd in his hand, and in the next moment, he teleported behind the corpse puppet and stabbed him fiercely in the heart.
"roar--!"
He didn't wail, but growled, just like he had in life, fearless yet unwilling to give in.
Then, just as the strength in his hand suddenly exploded and was about to crush Long Aojun's divine sword -
Long Chujun suddenly pulled out a flaming chain and strangled the corpse puppet's neck. Then he jumped and flipped over a few times, tying it up tightly and making it difficult to break free.
That magical weapon was enchanted with the Vermillion Bird's Flame. How could a mere branch of the royal family remain unscathed by the burning of the Vermillion Bird's Flame?!
Long Aojun held the hilt of the knife, panting, his eyes full of confusion.
Not only him, but everyone in the underground cave couldn't understand it either.
Logically speaking, the Phoenix bloodline is no match for the Suzaku. This is due to the suppression of the bloodline and the crushing of the fire attribute level. How can a flesh and blood body of the Phoenix divine fire withstand the divine power reshaped by Nirvana?
Just as only the Phoenix bloodline is fearless of the Phoenix Divine Fire, the Suzaku Flame after Nirvana can only be endured by the Suzaku body that has undergone reconstruction.
But the chance of achieving Nirvana is incredibly slim. Over the past few centuries, only five members of the Phoenix bloodline have been able to achieve this opportunity. The process of Nirvana is also incredibly dangerous. Of these five, three perished in the divine fire, their bodies ultimately extinguished into smoke.
Coincidentally, the remaining two people are actually a father and daughter.
The woman is called Long Chujun, the crown princess of the Phoenix Power Kingdom and the future heir apparent.
The man is called Long Yu, the emperor of the previous dynasty, and also Long Chujun’s biological father!
so......
“Oh no!”
Yan Qingli suddenly screamed and hurriedly tried to jump down to pull Long Aojun up.
The emperor of the previous dynasty who was suspected to be Long Yu had been firmly locked up by the God-Binding Chains, so he would be fine even if Long Aojun was not there at this moment.
On the contrary, if he were there and knew everything, he would provide evil thoughts to the corpse puppet and stimulate his riot!
"Ao Jun..."
She walked to his side and was about to call her when she suddenly saw Long Aojun suddenly raise his eyes, his scarlet eyes staring straight at the bound corpse puppet, his voice was violent and fierce but also trembling violently——
"Who...who is he?"
"Aojun, let's go back first. This is not the place to talk..."
Yan Qingli wanted to pull down his arm that was pointing at the corpse puppet. After all, that person might very well be his biological father, and doing so would be inappropriate.
But Long Aojun suddenly rushed forward a few steps, walked up to the corpse puppet with a menacing look, and pretended to reach out to push aside his messy hair, wanting to see what was going on.
“Bang!”
Long Chujun knocked down his outstretched hand, pursed his lips, and said seriously:
"Royal brother, don't mess around!"
"Then tell me, sister! Who is he?"
"Since you already have the answer, why ask me..."
She turned her head away, avoiding his questioning eyes.
But Long Aojun was not happy. His scarlet eyes stared intently at the bound and struggling corpse. He didn't know whether to blame or hate...
Tears welled up in his eyes, and he said in a trembling voice:
"Shouldn't he be in the imperial mausoleum? The Queen Mother has never treated him unfairly! But how could it be...how could it be happening now..."
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