Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Almost without warning, the sword as wide as a chopping board carried on the shoulder was lifted up suddenly, so fast that no one had time to see it clearly.

But Yanyan saw it clearly.

She saw that the abnormal-looking sword was like Bi Cheng's kitchen knife, and the way it was used was neither fancy nor elegant, and it hit Rong Mochou's head like a kitchen knife hitting garlic.

Yan Yan's eyes widened suddenly.

There was excitement in her eyes.

Feng Xiaoyao's fighting style has nothing to do with his name and appearance, but it looks very cool.

Yanyan likes this style.

Of course Rong Mochou would not wait for his head to be smashed into garlic paste, he had already jumped up before the sharp sword aura fell down.

The wrist flipped, the palm prints flew, and the space in front of Rong Mochou was distorted for a moment.

Then everyone saw countless bluish-blue streams of air appear out of thin air around Feng Xiaoyao, to be precise, they should be water streams.

These are water vapors that are quickly collected from the void with spiritual qi.

Rong Mochou is the root of water spirit.

The tiny streams of water are like silk threads spit out by silver silkworms, and when illuminated by the sun, they turn into countless bright rays of light, like a castle in the sky made of silk threads appearing out of thin air.

Feng Xiaoyao was imprisoned in those castles in the air made of silk threads, it looked like Feng Xiaoyao was in a crystal clear crystal house, with a dreamlike beauty.

But seeing this scene, Agui, Yueya and the others immediately changed their expressions.

"Water Realm!"

Ah Gui blurted out: "Rong Mochou is really ruthless, once he makes a move, it's a killer move!"

Yan Yan didn't understand the technique of water spirit root, so she frowned in confusion.

Shen Yuyun explained to her: "The realm of water is a predicament. It is a high-level spell of water spirit root that can only be practiced in the realm of transforming gods. Basically, monks who are trapped in the realm of water cannot escape."

"If you force your way, you will be cut into pieces by those waterlines. Even if you stay inside, you will eventually be reduced to powder by the constricted water realm."

It means that no matter whether you move or move, you will die.

Ah Gui stretched out his hand, and his three-foot Qingfeng sword slowly appeared in his palm.

Ah Gui plans to help Feng Xiaoyao get out of trouble.

Mr. Yumei's spiritual sense was running, and the barrier covering everyone's heads was visibly solidified again with the naked eye.

Yueya flipped her wrist, and her Yuebai Sword also appeared in her palm, but she didn't move, she just stood up and stood in front of Yu Xinzhu and Yanyan.

Agui's sword intent was circulating all over her body, and she was about to fly up, when suddenly a long cry came from above her head.

This sound is very special, like the chirping of some kind of bird, but it is extremely high-pitched and clear, long and ancient.

Everyone looked up in surprise, and saw a golden-red flame suddenly rising from the crystal glazed room in the air.

A phoenix raised its proud head, and uttered a high-pitched long cry to the distant sky, flapping its wings and rolling up fiery flames.

Under everyone's amazed eyes, the fire phoenix took off towards the sky, and the water lines wrapped around Feng Xiaoyao's body were steamed by the hot phoenix flames into streams of snow-white clouds, flying slowly into the distant sky.

Even Yueya and Agui were completely amazed by the fire phoenix that flew out of Feng Xiaoyao's body just now.

Of course they knew that it was not a real phoenix.

That was after Feng Xiaoyao had contemplated the real phoenix bathing in fire, he tied that scene with his own spiritual consciousness, used the natural fire attribute divine power of the phoenix bird to enhance his spiritual perception, and finally condensed that scene into own technique.

The phoenix is ​​a divine bird that lives in the south, and does not exist on the eastern continent.

And the phoenix bathing fire technique that Feng Xiaoyao used just now is complete and clear, obviously he has watched the whole process of the phoenix bathing in fire with his own eyes.

It turned out that after he disappeared for so many years, he went to the southern continent and encountered such a rare miracle as the rebirth of the phoenix from the ashes.

Or maybe he made a special trip to travel in order to improve his practice, looking for such an opportunity.

In any case, this is an extremely dangerous way of practice.

The phoenix bathing in fire is the way the divine bird of the phoenix is ​​reborn, and it is the last struggle and transformation of the divine bird before its death, because not every phoenix divine bird can be reborn smoothly after being bathed in fire.

In fact, most of the phoenix bathing in the fire is a heroic ceremony to go to death, and there are very few phoenixes that can really survive the fire.

For Feng Xiaoyao, who can meet a phoenix reborn from the ashes, and also see a lucky reborn phoenix, such an opportunity can be said to be once in a thousand years.

Feng Xiaoyao's luck is really not ordinary.

However, although such a big opportunity is rare, it is also extremely dangerous.

Because although the phoenix at this time is the most vulnerable stage before dying, it is also the time when the attack power is the strongest and the temper is the most irritable.

It is a matter of life and death, if the phoenix feels a little strange aura before and after rebirth, it will attract the most violent attack of the divine bird.

Peeking at the phoenix, the divine bird is reborn from the ashes, once it is discovered by the phoenix, it is almost impossible to escape death.

Therefore, Feng Xiaoyao's behavior is almost equivalent to playing with his life.

But judging from the results in front of him, this guy obviously succeeded.

Rong Mochou was also shocked.

He didn't expect that Feng Xiaoyao could break the water realm so easily by Feng Xiaoyao.

And this guy directly evaporated his water spirit energy!
Rong Mochou squinted her eyes and stared at Feng Xiaoyao without blinking.

Feng Xiaoyao stepped on the wide scabbard, holding his long broad sword in his arms, and looked at Rong Mochou on the altar without any pressure:
"Eldest brother, in fact, you know in your heart that even if you want to hide those things, you won't be able to hide them for long."

While speaking, Feng Xiaoyao took a look at Rong Mochou's body, and there was a little regret in her beautiful eyes:
"I thought you hadn't reached that level. When I met you today, it turns out that your situation is worse than I expected. Even if you don't want to, your body probably won't last long..."

"Feng Xiaoyao! Don't deceive people here! You are clearly jealous!"

"If you try to seize the position of the future island owner and fail, you will try to slander my reputation. The big show you directed and acted just now was wonderful!"

"Feng Xiaoyao, in front of all monks in the world, I dare to ask you, where have you been all these years?"

"You have never asked anything about the sect, and you have never ignored the rise and fall of the sect. Why do you serve as the head of my Tianbei Island!"

Rong Mochou's words were mixed with spiritual qi, and when she said it, it resounded clearly throughout the altar, among the crowd present, it was like dropping a drop of water into boiling oil, and it exploded instantly.

Everyone thought that the dangerous scene just now was because Rong Mochou was forced to panic, and in order to save face, she planned to kill all the ready-made monks today to silence her.

It was Feng Xiaoyao's timely appearance that saved everyone from the crisis.

Just when everyone was grateful to Feng Xiaoyao and their excitement had not yet calmed down, Rong Mo set off a huge wave of mood again.

Feng Xiaoyao was actually the creator of the massacre just now?