The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 842 Greet Your Highness!
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King Feng trembled all over, as if he had been struck by thunder.

Staring vigilantly at the white figure blocking the way, his expression changed rapidly under the mask as he clenched his hands tightly.

Is this the person who stopped him just now?
The celestial power originally aimed at the person in front of the hall collided with another celestial power.

It can be confirmed that this person is indeed a Celestial Clan.

He was so dressed that he was even recognized.

If today's matter spreads to the heavens, the emperor will know about it and investigate it strictly.

Follow the clues to find out Feng Canglan's identity, and find out what happened 10,000+ years ago...

Then, the entire Phoenix Clan will have no place to live in the Three Realms, and may even be in danger of being wiped out.

Looking at the back of the snow-capped mountains and green pines, the immortal power of Feng Wang's hands behind him gradually gathered, "Which fairy friend is it?"

"Can you not spread the word about today's matter, this Feng Canglan has poached the inner alchemy of the king's daughter, and it is really not reconciled to let her go like this."

"Mo Yita shed tears all day long, and this king would do such a thing."

"Friends of the Immortals can see it for the sake of Wang Younv's eagerness..."

He struck out with a palm that condensed immortal power, and it came with the holy fire of the Phoenix clan.

The cyan flame flew towards the white figure suspended in mid-air.

The sacred fire of the Feng clan can burn immortals, and the Phoenix King is determined to kill anyone who stands in his way today.

Accompanied by Xian Li, the holy fire flew towards the white figure, watching the holy fire getting closer, but the fairy did not move.

Feng Wang slowly took off his hood, revealing a sinister and vicious smile.

Only the dead will not speak out!

Things are about to happen, and the smile is even bigger when you see the flame close to you.

Under the peak, the smile suddenly froze, as if seeing some strange event.

He stared at the white figure intently, and the wild and sinister smile on his face disappeared.

The holy fire that can burn immortals, and the immortal power that can beat [-]% of them!

it turns out!With the flick of that person's fingers, it completely disappeared!
As if it doesn't exist!
That is his Phoenix Clan holy fire!The holy fire that can burn immortals!
Few people in the entire Three Realms can do it!

Who is this white figure? ?
Feng Wang stared at that figure, wishing he could stare him out of a hole.

Feng Canglan has that person's bloodline, so it's nothing more than not being harmed by the holy fire.

Who is this person!

When did his Phoenix clan's sacred flame become harmless to everyone!
"When we met for the first time, King Feng gave such a great gift." Qing Lie's voice was unhurried, as clear and sweet as the cracked ice in a Ru kiln.

With the sound of the voice, the white figure gradually turned around.

Seeing his face, Feng Wang's wrinkled face was slightly startled, his eyes were fixed, and he moved inch by inch.

this person...

Huafa is dressed in white, with a cinnabar mole between her eyebrows, and under the silvery white eyelashes, there are a pair of lavender pupils in those peach blossom eyes.

The color of the eyes is indifferent, you can't look at the side, and there is a slight pressure that you can't look directly at.

Feng Wang lowered his eyes and thought deeply.

It's just, why does this seem to have been heard somewhere...

"It's really gratifying to this hall."

The clear sound and the cold wind whistling all around matched the scene, and Feng Wang's somewhat confused eyes suddenly lit up when he heard the word "main hall", and his whole body was shocked.

His eyes widened, and he squeezed the white figure in front of him in disbelief.

For a moment, the two looked at each other.

The lavender pupils are indifferent and without the slightest color, but they give people a great sense of oppression.

From racial suppression, status suppression!

"You..." Feng Wang was so startled that he couldn't speak clearly, his soul was roaring, "You, you...you are..."

Under the silver-white eyelashes, the lavender pupils moved slightly, and a clear voice slowly overflowed, "Yes."

Feng Wang's face was pale, thinking of his actions just now, his whole body was covered with cold sweat.

Immediately bowed and bowed his head, his expression was respectful, and his eyes couldn't hide the panic, "Meet Your Highness!"

(End of this chapter)