The Museum of Beasts (Museum of Deadly Beasts)

This scene was naturally surprising. The people present, whether it was He Qing, or Ye Yuzhou and Mrs. Guiying, were all startled, and they couldn't see what it was.

Zhao Jingyan's eyes widened too, and she was speechless in shock.

Lin Jin felt the power of the ashes in his hands. To be honest, he could only see this mass of ashes before, and he didn't know the name of this thing. Touch, you can't know the details.

Now Lin Jin naturally knows.

Under the mask, Lin Jin's expression was also quite wonderful.

The hideous beast of the previous No. 11 visitor had already surprised Lin Jin quite a bit. It was an extremely rare and tyrannical beast pet, but it was nothing compared to this female visitor No. 12.

"Phoenix?"

Lin Jin was really surprised.

You must know that in Lin Jin's cognition, the phoenix is ​​a 'divine beast'. It is a true legendary existence. Of course, after arriving in this world, I have seen many rare and strange beasts, and it is not surprising that there are phoenixes, but, This was the first time he saw it.

Moreover, this phoenix is ​​still dead.

People die like lights go out, so should beast pets die, but why is there still an aura of ashes hidden in the Lord of the Blood Pact?

Normally, there shouldn't be any breath left.

What's more, it can also be gathered and captured by oneself.

Looking at the hot ashes in his hand, Lin Jin fell into deep thought at this time.

Although he didn't ask, now Lin Jin probably knew why this woman was so desperate before. If such a rare beast pet died, no one would be happy if it was changed.

What Lin Jin saw at the moment was the qualifications of the 'Phoenix' in the museum. The museum can reveal the original appearance of beast pets. There is no doubt that the power of this phoenix is ​​still somewhat different from what Lin Jin imagined.

But it's not bad. The power is extremely strong, and the pieces of fire feathers are three-point similar to the golden crow bird that Lin Jin has seen. Originally, Lin Jin thought that the phoenix was stronger than the golden crow, but in fact, the data in the museum was used. After the comparison, you will know that although the Phoenix is ​​stronger, it is still far behind the Golden Crow.

This could not help but remind Lin Jin of the golden crow bird he had seen in the Nine Heavens Profound Realm before. At that time, the golden crow flew by, and no strange beast dared to sneak attack. The power alone was unique.

Of course, this phoenix is ​​definitely not bad, and its rank is also high. It is quite powerful to reach the fifth rank before death.

These thoughts, Lin Jin just flashed in his heart.

At the same time, everyone in the living room was stunned by the "curator" method, and even Zhao Jingyan didn't dare to speak out. In addition to being shocked, she was more curious.

Lin Jin held the hot ashes at this time, and it could be seen that the sparks on the ashes were actually slowly decreasing. According to the museum, as long as there were sparks, the dead phoenix could still be reborn in 'Nirvana'. .

But in this world, there is no such thing as Nirvana. Lin Jin was looking at the ashes in his hand at the moment, thought about it, and said, "Even if you and I met, even if it was fate, since that's the case, I can't just watch you die like this, that's all, I'll give you one time anyway. A chance for Nirvana."

Lin Jin said this to Ashes in his hand.

Then he clenched it suddenly, and a majestic flame burst out from Lin Jin's hand. This fiery heat directly forced the others to take a step back.

The flames were burning, hot and dazzling, and the others were terrified. No one of them dared to touch this kind of flame directly. If they got a little bit of it, they would not be able to survive. But the curator didn't seem to be afraid at all, and when he kept pinching it hard, he heard a strange clicking sound. With every sound, sparks came out, and the heat and smoke became more and more.

However, these thick smoke will not spread out, but condense on the top of the head, layer upon layer, like a rolling black cloud. The strange thing is that these thick smoke seem to be conscious.

"Give me Ning!" Lin Jin shouted at this time, suddenly increasing his strength.

What he used was naturally the method of the flame body. With the help of the curator's mask, the power of the flame body was more than doubled, and it was only in this way that he could barely use the power of the flame to squeeze this mass of ashes.

Just after Lin Jin let out a roar, the ashes in his hand condensed into a ball under the tremendous force, and at the same time, the layers of thick smoke above his head began to retract quickly and drilled into this mass.

This scene is extremely terrifying, no one has seen such a scene before.

"The curator is really good at his skills, and his supernatural powers are extraordinary." Ye Yuzhou and the others were completely convinced. Even if they taught them hand-to-hand, they couldn't do it.

He Qing's eyes were already full of little stars.

"The curator is obviously condensing the handful of ashes just now with his supernatural powers, but what is the purpose?" Black Crow is more concerned about the scorching hot thing in the curator's hand.

Although the thing was enveloped in flames, the thing in the center glowed deeper, a bit like a red-hot soldering iron.

This question, others also want to figure out.

After all the thick smoke and ashes were inhaled into the palm of the 'curator', the flame above slowly disappeared, and then something was revealed.

Everyone subconsciously took a few steps forward, and they saw it clearly. At the moment, what was in the hands of the 'curator' was an egg.

A very large egg, twice as large as a goose egg, but even though it is large, it is still an egg, an egg that is completely like a flame condensed.

Others don't know what this egg is, even Zhao Jingyan, who is the closest, does not know, but she should have a guess, with a look of horror on her face, and there is a hint of anticipation in the horror.

"Here it is." At this time, Lin Jin handed the egg in his hand to the other party, who took it in a panic, like a frightened little girl.

If anyone who knew Zhao Jingyan saw this scene, their jaws would definitely drop in shock.

The grand commander of the dignified 'Phoenix Palace' was actually frightened and panicked, because the former gave her very casually, but she took the action carefully and did not dare to bump it.

Ignoring the other party, Lin Jin was quite happy this time. Just now, he was borrowing Xiaohuo's Dharma body flame to help Phoenix condense the body of Nirvana.

That is, the egg.

It is also good for Lin Jin, that is, he absorbs a lot of phoenix flames, which is also beneficial for Lin Jin to bless the small fire body and enrich his dragon fire technique.

All in all, this time it's a win-win situation.

Of course, whether the other party can get the benefits may depend on a little luck, although the condensing of the 'Nirvana Body' was done by Lin Jin according to the results identified in the museum, and he did a good job and succeeded.

But whether this egg can hatch in the end, and whether the dead phoenix can be reborn in nirvana, are all unknown. It may succeed or fail.

Of course, Lin Jin wouldn't say much about this now, and the other party didn't ask.