Devouring The Heavens

Where Xuanyuan is now is in a tent.

He was carried inside.

This is because Xuanyuan's strength is at the peak of the Earth Immortal, and he is young and has an unlimited future, so he is eligible to be in the tent.

This is the case in the ancient royal family, your strength and your potential are doomed to your treatment, and you will always speak with your strength.

A warrior at the peak of the Earth Immortal who has lived for thousands of years can only sit on the ground with those warriors who are not even in the realm of the Earth Immortal, or even in the realm of the Seventh Rank Fighting Immortal, waiting for treatment, and those who heal him, The grades are also different.

Only those who have strength can have dignity, and only those who have strength can get better treatment and more respect.

This cowhide tent is not big, with a radius of three feet, and the land is limited. The wounded need to recuperate, and there is no way there will be a larger space. This is the rear, but it is also a battlefield.

Xuanyuan was lying in the center of the tent, with an oil lamp above his head. The green fire was rolling, and when burning, it released a delicate fragrance, which could calm the mind and relieve pain.

"It seems that the rear of the ancient royal family is treated well..." the greedy old man laughed.

"That's right, the 'Operation Beheading' is about to start from here, and everything will be carried out without anyone noticing." A smile was drawn at the corner of Xuanyuan's mouth.

"You boy, aren't you going to help the 'Hantian Immortal Mansion' stop this army of the 'Shenhuo Clan'?" the greedy old man said.

"It's none of my business, I can at best keep the 'Holy Maiden' safe and sound, and the lives of other people have nothing to do with me. I'm not a god, I can only do what I can do." Xuanyuan shrugged, looking indifferent.

"You can understand this truth. This is the best thing. There are many things in the world, there is no choice. Manpower is limited, and it is destined to be impossible to do everything." The greedy old man sighed.

Xuanyuan didn't say anything more, he prevented the 'Body of Myriad Transformations' from repairing himself, at this moment, Xuanyuan finally realized the horror of the 'Body of Myriad Transformations', if he didn't stop for a moment, in less than a while, The injury will heal itself.

After a while, a woman opened the curtain from outside the tent and walked in.

She has blood-red long hair like fire, blazing, flamboyant, unrestrained, like a spirit in fire.

Her skin is fair, her face is pretty, her eyes are ethereal, her nose is delicate, and her cheeks are flushed. It is obvious that she has treated many wounded people. She is running back and forth, constantly healing wounded soldiers, and is constantly consuming. It made her breathing a little short.

From under her delicate snow-white collarbone, the two plump balls undulate up and down, which is eye-catching.

She frowned and looked at Xuanyuan, exhaling like orchids and musk deer, making people feel comfortable physically and mentally.

"Don't move, be careful, your wound is deep." Her voice was clear and sweet, touching the heart.

From her hand, she took out a pack of medicinal powder, which revealed a rich essence of life, and sprinkled it on Xuanyuan's wound. Her Qianqianyu finger tapped lightly, and a series of spiritual lights flashed, condensing into Dao patterns in midair, accompanied by the medicinal powder , into Xuanyuan's wound.

At this moment, Xuanyuan only felt cool and comfortable all over his body, and saw that the torn wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this scene, a charming smile appeared on her face, so bright that Xingyue paled.

"Your physique is really good. Take a good rest for a day, and then you can continue to fight." The woman in red smiled slightly and stood up. Her pair of jade legs were straight and slender, her round buttocks were upturned, her waist could be grasped, and her figure was flamboyant. charming.

Xuanyuan snorted: "Ah, it hurts, don't go..."

Hearing this, the woman in red hurriedly said: "What's the matter, your injury is no longer a serious problem now, where else will it hurt?"

"Ah, my heart aches..." Xuanyuan snorted.

The woman frowned, touched Xuanyuan's chest, and suddenly came back to her senses, slapped her hard angrily and amusingly, and said: "Okay, I won't make trouble with you anymore, and many people have been injured Now, wait for me to go to heal."

"What's your name?" Xuanyuan asked, holding her hand.

"Fire Phoenix...you don't know me?" The woman brows were full of doubts, and she looked at Xuanyuan's hand. She didn't expect someone to be so bold. Suddenly, she seemed to think of something. Xuanyuan felt something was wrong, and his body shook , he already knew from the memories of countless dead people that this woman is an emperor woman among the "God and Fire Clan" with extraordinary strength.

Huo Fenghuang came to his senses and wanted to make a move, but it was too late. Layers of seals silently sealed the tent with a radius of only three feet. Not only that, but every drop of blood in Huo Fenghuang's body was also Shackled.

A series of black ancient runes shackled the Fire Phoenix through Xuanyuan's hand.

"Who are you?" Huo Fenghuang looked calmly, looking at Xuanyuan.

"I am the internal response of other ancient royal families." Xuanyuan stood up, at this moment, he was fine, and said something nonsense.

"Impossible. It's impossible for other internal agents of the ancient royal family to be so stupid that even I can't recognize them. You are the killer of 'Samsara', right?" Huo Fenghuang sneered.

"As expected of a generation of emperors and daughters who have inherited the pure blood of the 'Shenhuo Ancient Emperor', they are really different, and you can't even lie to them." Xuanyuan said with a smile.

"I don't think you have tried to deceive me, so tell me, what do you want to do?" Huo Fenghuang looked at Xuanyuan and said.

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to find out from your memory what the situation in the rear theater is like, so as to facilitate my 'beheading operation'." Xuanyuan said.

"It seems that you want to strike while our general is injured, and everything will go on quietly. It really is a good plan. You can use those forty-nine internal methods to hurt yourself. In this way, you can Avoiding searches, and being able to kill silently here, as a wounded person, it is normal even to die, no one will doubt it, your thoughts are really delicate." Huo Fenghuang saw through Xuanyuan's thoughts at once.

"Well, yes, do you say it yourself, or let me do it myself?" Xuanyuan looked into Huo Fenghuang's ethereal eyes.

"I won't say anything. Just kill me. I know you have the means to find the memory of the dead. If you kill me, you can still do that." Fire Phoenix's voice was cold.

"I don't want to kill you." Xuanyuan was straightforward.

"Joke, the killers in your 'reincarnation' are like killing machines, you don't want to kill me, what are you plotting?" Fire Phoenix looked at Xuanyuan fearlessly.

"I just see from your eyes that you don't want to start this war, but because of your identity, you don't want to give up your clansman. You have no choice, you can't refuse, and you don't want to face countless people dying in front of you." The picture in front of you is healing from behind, but have you ever thought that after you heal them, their hands will still be stained with the blood of the people of the human race, and if you save them, it means you are killing people." Xuanyuan looked at the fire Phoenix's eyes, each word, said emphatically.

"The luck of your human race has declined. For our own sake, we have no choice. Our destiny should be controlled by ourselves, not by your human race." Huo Fenghuang looked at Xuanyuan, his eyes no longer so sharp.

Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Is that the reason why your ancient royal family can let your soldiers and horses let go and slaughter the innocent people of my human race? What are they guilty of?"

"Wars are raging, and innocent people of the human race die tragically. I don't want to see it, but such a big situation is difficult to control. I think you can understand it." At this moment, Huo Fenghuang felt that he didn't dare to look at Xuanyuan. .

"I think back then, I, the 'Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor', led all the saints to help you suppress many evil gods, and passed on the culture of my human race, the heart of the hundred saints, the selflessness, and taught everything, even your army of the 'Shenhuo Clan', now leading the army The method of dispatching and marching formations all comes from the inheritance of my great sage of the human race, is this how you repay your kindness and revenge?" Xuanyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Huo Fenghuang, and questioned.

"There is no point in arguing about these things now. Many ancient royal families are not in the hands of my 'Shenhuo Clan'. Every big family has their own selfishness. Your human race has it, and my ancient royal family also has it." Huo Fenghuang sighed leisurely.

"Say it, I don't want to kill you." Xuanyuan understood that Huo Fenghuang's words were correct, indeed on these topics, no results could be achieved.

"You don't dare to kill me, do you? Once you kill me, they will notice it immediately, and you won't be able to run away." A cunning flashed in Huo Fenghuang's eyes, and a smile was drawn on his red lips. meaning.

"You're right. I don't want to, and I don't dare. Do you want to say it or not?" Xuanyuan said with a smile.

"Don't say it." Huo Fenghuang was very stiff.

"Really?" Xuanyuan rubbed his nose, looked at Huo Fenghuang's straight and slender beautiful legs, and said with a smile: "Your legs are very delicate, very long, very beautiful..."

For a moment, Huo Fenghuang's hair stood on end, his expression turned cold, and he said, "What do you want to do?"

"I don't want to do anything." Xuanyuan was very close to Huo Fenghuang, he put his hand on Huo Fenghuang's thigh lightly, and stroked gently: "Mmm, it's so tender and slippery."

While talking, Xuanyuan's hand slowly reached up, and Huo Fenghuang's expression completely changed: "You pervert, stop."

"If you say it, I'll stop." Xuanyuan said as he lifted Huo Fenghuang's skirt, saw her red underpants, smiled naturally, she was very harmless to humans and animals, and she deserved a beating.

"I won't tell!" Huo Fenghuang was so angry that she was trembling all over. No one else had touched her body except herself since she was a child, but now she was being played by Xuanyuan like this, and she went crazy with anger.

"Then I'll continue touching..." Xuanyuan said softly.