The yellow and orange shadow, along with the increasing temperature, the obvious burning sensation could be felt all around. The three nannies immediately sat in a row guarding the egg. Mu Chongxi's scream scared the cub who had pecked a hole in the eggshell so much that it shrank back in fear.
A furry little chick hatched from the shell.
Mu Chongxi reached out his hand and grabbed it, then raised his voice in confusion, "Phoenix?"
"No." The little prince shook his head: "This state is not right either."
"What's wrong?" Ming Xuan didn't care and poked the chick in front of him, "Hasn't it broken out of the shell?"
He actually didn't care much about this. He was quite surprised that his junior sister could still live with this chicken. Anyway, as long as she was alive, it was good enough. The phoenix only existed in legends and no one had ever seen it.
It's nice to be able to see him, but it doesn't matter if you can't.
The little prince bit his lower lip, "But as I remember, the phoenix's form shouldn't be like this."
The phoenix, the king of birds, could never look like this. Logically speaking, the final effect after nirvana would be a fiery red phoenix, and the image would be as huge as you can imagine.
Someone once said that the fire of the phoenix could cover half the sky.
Although it is just a rumor, after all, the Phoenix has basically been tacitly accepted to have disappeared for a long time.
But what is it called now? Chicken Little?
He refused to accept it. He refused to accept that the phoenix, which was once hailed as an ancient mythical beast along with the dragon clan, had turned into a chicken.
"What do you think it should be like?" Xue Yu had never seen the little prince react so strongly. He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked slowly.
Ao Li was mad, "It can't be like this anyway."
"So did KFC fail or succeed?" Mu Chongxi was a little embarrassed. Was it because they didn't burn vigorously enough? The problem was that the spiritual fire was already one of the best flames.
The process of nirvana is to experience death again and again and be reborn in the flames.
The little prince whispered, "My suggestion is to do it a few more times."
Every change is different.
The Chaos Stone is not fed in vain, there is definitely no big problem, the key is that it needs to be fed by the Spirit Fire.
The trio looked at each other with despair. They never expected that they would become nannies after coming to the South China Sea.
They needed to rush to their destination on the way, but the main problem was who to bring with them. The fire spirit roots were not afraid of the erosion of flames, but they were afraid of the fire of the phoenix. This kind of fire could not be extinguished even in the South China Sea, and if it really fell on their bodies, they would probably lose a layer of skin.
Not to mention the wind spiritual root.
Among the four, only the little prince was not afraid of fire. With a puffy face, he had to take over the bird reluctantly in order to reunite with his fellow tribesmen as soon as possible.
The little chicken in his palm looked very painful. Nirvana was always cruel, no less painful than breaking bones and reshaping them. The little prince closed his palm and the water flow coated it with a layer. It had no effect, but it could alleviate the burning pain. The young boy took quick steps and said, "Let's go find my father and the others as soon as possible."
The destination is easy to find. Wherever the fluctuation of spiritual energy appears during the fight, that is the destination. When you arrive, the blue sea is dyed with blood.
...Are you crazy about killing?
Mingxuan had a bad feeling, and sure enough, this feeling was confirmed the next second.
A dragon. They clearly saw the whole process of how the dragon was crushed and twisted until its death. The sea water was constantly seeping out of the dragon's body.
Three gods surrounded a dragon. Since there were many monsters, they picked the dragons that were in the god transformation stage, which was neither too high nor too low. The little prince could hear the cries of his fellow monsters from a long distance away.
Not to mention that the little prince couldn't stand it, they all found it difficult to accept.
"How come there are so many Divine Transformation Stages?" Mu Chongxi cursed, "Most of the Divine Transformation Stages of the demon race have been sent here?"
"Yes." For the first time in history, the eldest senior brother actually answered this question, his eyes were deep, "and before us, all four sects failed."
This time the cooperation between the two tribes was simply unstoppable.
The number of gods in the entire demon clan and monster clan is terrifying. What makes Zhou Xingyun a little puzzled is that the leaders of the two clans sent out so many divine beasts to attack them. Aren’t they afraid of being punished by heaven and will just destroy them directly?
"Can the dragon be saved?" Mu Chongxi took out a green lamp. "Will this work? It is said that this can retain a person's soul."
A magical weapon of heavenly grade.
He brought it from the place of inheritance. The master said that as long as the soul is still there, it can be kept in it.
"But dragons..." Xue Yu's mouth moved slightly, "They don't have souls."
As races favored by Heaven, the Phoenix and the Dragon are natural spiritual beasts. When they die, they will dissipate and there is no way to save them.
Even Mingxuan, who always liked to liven up the atmosphere, was silent for a rare moment. Even though he didn't know him, he felt mixed emotions watching a senior die in front of him.
They rarely face death directly.
The little prince was already extremely stimulated at this moment. His pupils trembled slightly, and the murderous intent in his golden pupils could not be dispelled, especially when he saw his fellow tribesmen dying at the hands of these monsters. His hostility reached its peak at this moment. He put the chicken in his hand on the ground and rushed forward.
Xue Yu sighed, he was too impulsive.
The little prince was quite strong and was not knocked down on the spot, but under the continuous attacks of three Spirit Transformation Stage masters, he was quickly beaten back into the form of a dragon.
"A little guy in the late Nascent Soul stage?" The woman dodged his random attacks easily and asked with interest, "It's a dragon, a legendary ancient spiritual beast, the most favored race by the heavens. How can it be so useless?"
The woman's voice was sharp, like a knife cutting into one's heart.
It took them a long time to kill a dragon, and the dragon race was really thick-skinned and tough. She didn't want to get entangled with the little prince any more, so after killing a dragon, she searched its soul and found out the whereabouts of the dragon ball. She was very satisfied, and called a companion to call others, and hurried to the provided location to get the dragon ball.
And since they have been killed, keeping the dragons alive would be a nuisance, so it would be better to cut the weeds completely.
She made the fatal move without hesitation, and with the cooperation of the other two, she controlled the little dragon in front of them and slapped it hard with her palm, hitting his heart.
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