The blood phoenix hugged his head and fell into the Phoenix Soul Sea, screaming in pain.
"No... don't play, forgive... forgive me!"
"I was wrong, I was really wrong!"
The blood phoenix remnant soul, like a candle in a gale, would go out at any time.
It is useless to let him beg for mercy in every possible way.
The sound of the piano kept coming.
The pain of splitting the soul kept coming.
The remnant soul is like a candle in the gale, extinguishing at any time.
The figure of his remnant soul is getting dim.
Soon, it became 90% illusory.
"Please, stop playing, can't I pass the Heaven Swallowing Devil Art to you? As long as you spare my life!" said the Blood Phoenix.
"Haha, this technique is not rare for me!"
Huang Rumeng's consciousness condensed and smiled and shook his head.
"I am your ancestor, please spare my life!"
"You can't deceive the master and destroy the ancestor like this! You will be condemned by the heavens!" said the Blood Phoenix.
"Hehe, don't say that you are not my direct ancestor! Just relying on you to lead the Divine Phoenix tribe to destruction, you deserve to die!"
Huang Rumeng waved his right hand.
Tens of thousands of hand shadows, layer upon layer, condensed a palm, and blasted towards the Blood Phoenix.
"This...this is the legendary handprint of death!"
"You... did you learn?"
The sound stopped abruptly.
The blood phoenix remnant soul was annihilated little by little and turned into powder, disappearing without a trace.
All that was left to Huang Rumeng was the pure blood and the Great Way of Destruction.
Huang Rumeng's consciousness quietly felt all this, swallowing frantically.
After a while, the consciousness opened his eyes and his face was full of surprise.
"It has reached the seven-step ascension realm!"
Huang Rumeng murmured with surprise on his face.
The farther behind the ascending realm, the more difficult it is to convert spiritual power into immortal power.
Some strong people can only convert 50% of their lives.
In other words, a lifetime can only stop at the five-step ascension realm.
In just over a month, he went from crossing the Tribulation Realm to practicing to the Seven-Step Ascension Realm.
In Ziyang Star, this is also unimaginable.
All this depends on the son!
"My son, without you this time, I will not only be unable to obtain good luck, but I will even die here!"
"My son, your kindness to Rumeng, I'm afraid you won't be able to pay it off for a lifetime!"
"My son, let Ru Meng always be with you!"
Huang Rumeng's consciousness dissipated and regained control of his body.
She and Sun Hao looked at each other, smiled, everything is silent.
Sun Hao looked at Huang Rumeng and nodded slightly.
This girl is very talented in playing piano.
If this continues, it won't take long to catch up to yourself.
Now, after playing this song, my fear in my heart has disappeared completely.
Behind the two.
Xuanyuan Shi stood there, shocked for a long time without reacting.
A tune of piano has increased his talent a hundredfold!
This method is completely the immortal initiation!
The two of them were all immortals!
"I'm actually protecting the fairy? Listening to the fairy playing music? Isn't this a dream?"
Xuanyuan Shi's face was full of shock, and she could not help but pinch herself in secret.
"Ouch, it hurts!"
"It seems that this good fortune is real!"
"If this continues, within half a year, I will be able to resolve the family crisis!"
Xuanyuan Shi muttered to himself, looking at the back of Sun Hao and his expressions full of gratitude.
"Rumeng, are you all right?" Sun Hao said.
"My son, everything is fine!" Huang Rumeng nodded.
"Then let's go out!" Sun Hao said.
"it is good!"
The two stood up, just in time to see Xuanyuan Shi.
"Girl Xuanyuan, thank you just now!"
"I will go out later, I have a little gift for you, and I hope you can accept it!" Sun Hao said.
The son has a gift for me?
I'm afraid this is the best spiritual thing!
Such good fortune, I can come across.
If it is a superb spirit sword, I will definitely be the first in the family comparison.
Until then, those uncles did not dare to be so arrogant!
Xuanyuan Shi bowed and bowed, "Thank you, son!"
"You are welcome, I'll go out first!"
"it is good!"
Huang Rumeng stood up, "Master, wait a minute!"
After she finished speaking, she raised her right hand and aimed it at the sky, and then blasted a punch.
A layer of circular air wave vibrated from Huang Rumeng's fist.
There was a dull sound.
The stone wall above the cave fell piece by piece.
A huge hole leads directly to the sky.
"The strength is like a dream, and the horror is so terrible. If you follow her in the future, you can go anywhere!"
Sun Hao's eyes shone with precision.
Huang Rumeng took off with his sword and took Sun Hao into the air.
Xuanyuan Poetry followed closely.
After a while, the three of them flew to the death forbidden area and came to the southern valley.
After landing, Sun Hao said, "Rumeng, please help me get out the drawing tools!"
Then, Sun Hao looked at Xuanyuan's poem and said, "Girl Xuanyuan, give me a calligraphy and painting, okay?"
Calligraphy and painting?
This thing is useful?
Son, give me a superb spirit sword!
Xuanyuan Shi was depressed inside, but did not dare to change his face.
"Everything is arranged by the son!" Xuanyuan Shi said.
"Well, I will write a sentence for you!"
Sun Hao looked at Xuanyuan Poetry and nodded secretly.
Flattening the drawing paper instantly scared Xuanyuan Poem into place.
"This... this paper turned out to be spirit wood, it's not right, it was done by fairy wood!"
"Who is the son?"
Xuanyuan Shi looked at the fairy wood drawing paper in front of him, with 10,000 urges to take it for himself.
However, she still held back.
In front of the fairy, dare to grab the drawing paper, it is tantamount to looking for death.
Not to mention, the fairy wants to give himself a painting.
Xuanyuanshi's heart beat violently involuntarily.
"I can't see through that brush! I'm afraid it's also a fairy!"
"That ink stick is also a fairy!"
"I'm afraid that the suit of the son is also a fairy!"
One thought ends here.
Xuanyuan Shi gasped coldly, shocked his face.
She used her strength for a long time before she calmed down and continued to watch Sun Hao move.
I saw that the ink has been polished.
Sun Hao began to splash ink.
Fourteen characters, like a flying dragon and a snake, are printed on the drawing paper.
Sword Qi is 30,000 miles across, and 19 continents are cold with a sword!
The horror sword intent and Dao Yun, like a tsunami, spewed out.
Xuanyuan Shi stared at these words blankly, frightened and stupefied.
No one can match just that domineering.
Only a fairy can have this state of mind!
This painting is absolutely the supreme treasure!
The son said he wanted to give it to himself?
Am I dreaming?
Then, Xuanyuan Shi pinched herself again, grinning with pain.
"Damn, I don't even want the son's paintings, so I am a fool!"
"With this painting, in just one day, my sword will be able to go up a few steps!"
"This kind of opportunity, I'm afraid I won't be able to repair it in a lifetime!"
Xuanyuan Shi thought secretly.
"Girl Xuanyuan, what do you think of this calligraphy and painting?" Sun Hao said.
"Dragon Feifengwu is truly a masterpiece, no one can match it!" Xuanyuan Shi's face was full of admiration.
"Thank you, this painting is given to Girl Xuanyuan!"
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