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Chapter 913 Purple Gold Changhong (1)

Jing Shijialan gently lifted his robe, and walked up to the high platform step by step.

Seeing Jing Shijialan approaching every step of the way, although Feng Nagifu didn't take a step back, the depths of his pupils began to shake.

He seemed to have seen the Jing Shajialan of that day again.

Jing Shijialan who wanted his life.

Jing Shijialan nodded and stepped up the steps, his half-nosed face was still cold and calm.

But Feng Nagi's supporting hand had already landed on the hilt of the sword.

All eyes were fixed on Jing Shijialan's footsteps.

In the entire Fengtian Palace, there was no sound of breathing, only his soft and heavy footsteps could be heard.

When there were two last steps left, Jing Shijialan's footsteps stopped suddenly.

At that moment, the world froze.

After that, I saw Jing Shijialan throwing away his robe, and the corner of the robe had not yet settled down, and the purple light filling the sky was split by a strong light.

Between the cracks of light, Jing Shijialan has already drawn his sword, and his steps quickened, rushing towards Feng Nai Fu like a building toppled over.

Feng Nagi Fu didn't have time to think, and immediately drew his sword to meet him.

When the two swords collided like two mountains facing each other, a long string of sparks burst out.

Feng Nagi caught the sword.

But what Jing Shijialan slashed was not just the sword.

At the moment when the two swords collided, the eight stars above the dome all lit up.

In an instant, a torrent like a torrential river bursting its embankment came from the sky and rushed forward.

Irrigation from the star spring should be like rain from the sky, and every drop that falls is hope.

But at this time, the water of the stars was rushing down, like a sky breaking and a flood, and the rushing torrent was still beating out turbulent waves even in the absence of wind.

Feng Nagi didn't panic, and immediately urged Ziwei Tianhuo to meet him.

Ziwei Tianhuo is the fire of the Big Dipper, so it has seven colors.

At this time, Xingquan is against Xinghuo, which should be a game outside the sky, and the whole world trembles in an instant.

The water and fire collided, and the energy spilled out was quite astonishing, making it difficult for the onlookers present to retreat as far as possible to avoid being affected.

If it was before Nirvana, then Feng Nagifu would not be able to withstand this blow.

But after Nirvana, Feng Naifu's energy soared, and for a while it was indistinguishable from Jing Shijialan.

But only Feng Nai Fu knew that his hind feet had moved back a few inches.

Just as the two were tensely confronting each other, Jing Shijialan suddenly withdrew his hands and retracted his strength, and the endless water of the stars disappeared in an instant.

The crape myrtle sky fire, which was not blocked, rushed towards Jing Shijialan from all directions, instantly submerging Jing Shijialan's figure.

Seeing Jing Shijialan committing suicide, Feng Nai couldn't help being shocked, and at the same time saw more than a dozen iron chains tying him.

Feng Naifu immediately withdrew his hand, and quickly slashed with the horizontal sword more than a dozen times, but the rope seemed to have eyes, tightly entangled with Feng Naifu's sword.

When Feng Nai was about to shatter the iron chain with determination, it was like a raging crape myrtle sky fire scattered from it, and Jing Shijialan escaped intact.

He stepped out of the sea of ​​flames, just like the God of Creation who split the chaos of heaven and earth.

How can it be!

This was Feng Naifu's first reaction.

Ziwei Tianhuo, as the supreme being in the fire, can refine all things in the world, even the supreme holy one cannot be spared.

How could Jing Shijialan be intact!

Feng Naifu cast a quick glance at Jing Shijialan, and saw that he was covered with dark purple white clothes, with a faint golden color shining, as if he was wearing a golden armor.

Feng Nagi suddenly understood that it was Taibaixing's golden power, which could resist any fire.

After being plated with gold, the pure Shakyamuni has its own holy light, which looks extraordinarily illusory and holy, and is no longer like a mortal body at all.

He is a gilded idol, so sacred that it evokes in all mortals the instinctive belief in ancient gods.

"Kacha" there was a cracking sound, Feng Nagifu still shattered the iron chain.

But after being caught for a moment, Feng Nagifu felt a burst of earth-shattering power, directly piercing down from the top of his head.

That heavy feeling of oppression, as if the whole sky had collapsed.

That is the gravity of Tianzhu Star.

Feng Nagifu didn't have time to react, so she had to resist with all her strength.

After Nirvana, Feng Nai Fu was very different.

Even if he hurriedly went to pick it up, he resisted the blow forcefully.

At this time, all the people under the power of Tianmao, who were not supported by Feng Nai, had already been crushed to ashes.

But Feng Nagi supported it, but it was extremely difficult.

In just a few moments, Honagifu's hair was drenched in sweat like a rainstorm, and the veins on his forehead stood out like a mountain.

Feng Naifu gritted his teeth and held on, but in front of him, Jing Shijialan pressed his palm down again after a short exercise.

Jing Shijialan's eyes were as deep as water, like a jade disc soaked in ink, but his face was still calm.

Under this calmness, it was he who pressed down the force of the sky that was enough to shatter Mount Tai.

Feng Naifu tried desperately to hold on, but the strength was far beyond the range of human strength, and finally, after his knee softened, he knelt down on one knee with a "plop".

At the same time that Feng Nai fell down, more than a dozen ropes attacked him like poisonous snakes.

This time, Feng Naifu seemed to be carrying Kunlun Mountain on his back, and he really couldn't take it apart, so he could only watch helplessly as he was tied up by the rope.

After that, Jing Shijialan pulled his hand back with a blank expression, and the rope tied to Feng Naifu's body suddenly tightened, as if it was going to cut Feng Naifu's body directly.

Even under the heavy pressure, Feng Naifu couldn't make a sound, but his face that was so ferocious that it was about to be broken in an instant proved what kind of pain he was enduring.

In the next second, a golden phoenix rushed out of Feng Naifu's body.

Only then did everyone understand that the rope binding the phoenix and Nagi's support was actually an immortal rope, which could force people's fate.

The phoenix that was forced to come out seemed to be full of anger. Once it was separated from the body, it quickly rushed to the sky.

The sharp neighing sound shattered all the glazed windows of Fengtian Hall in one fell swoop.

Everyone present could see clearly that the phoenix had three pairs of wings.

The six-winged divine phoenix, this is a miracle that has never occurred in the thousand-year history of the Feng clan.

However, when everyone's shocked eyes followed the six-winged divine phoenix and looked up to the sky, they saw a purple phoenix descending from the sky.

It didn't go after the golden phoenix, but circled down from the sky at high speed, and crashed directly into Jing Shajialan's body.

The huge energy impact caused Jing Shijialan to land on one knee with a bang, and kept his hands on the ground so that he did not fall down.

In the next second, eight pairs of purple long wings rushed out from Jing Shijialan's back like a butterfly breaking out of a cocoon.

Purple Phoenix real body.

Before everyone could react, Jing Shijialan had already waved his wings, like a firework blooming into the sky, and caught up with the golden phoenix in the sky in an instant.

Then, a scene that everyone present will never forget happened.

(End of this chapter)