Martial Inverse

The sudden change obviously frightened these qi refiners.

After all, what they are doing now is not a trivial matter, but roasting the legendary bird Suzaku on the fire.

No one knows what will happen if it is baked like this...

If nothing happens, it seems a little abnormal. But at this moment, the sudden drop in temperature, coupled with the extinguished spirit wood fire, made everyone look almost pale.

The scene was very gloomy, as if a ghost was about to be born.

Fortunately, they saw Feng Hao and Sun Wukong standing not far away with their hands behind their backs, with calm expressions on their faces, so they had nothing to be afraid of.

Even the living bird Suzaku was killed, and even put on fire, so is he still afraid of the dead Suzaku?

Feng Hao stood with his hands behind his back, his expression relaxed a lot, because the soul of Suzaku, the spirit of the southern world, didn't seem very powerful, so there was no evidence for it.

Although the momentum is there, I always feel that something is missing.

woo woo~

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up between heaven and earth, accompanied by a call from hell, and the scalp of the terrified person went numb.

At the same time, the pile of spiritual wood that had piled up into a hill suddenly exploded and shot out in all directions, and a golden light flew out from the corpse of the Southern Realm Spirit Suzaku, straight into the sky.

Before everyone could react, Feng Hao had already taken the lead in grabbing the golden light. He was so fast that he caught the golden light in his hand in an instant.

Huh~

The cloudy wind suddenly blew stronger, with a tendency to go berserk.

Feng Hao held the golden light in the palm of his hand, it was warm, and he couldn't put it down. Based on the feel, it should be something similar to a golden pill, but at this moment it is constantly trembling, trying to break free.

But how can Jin Guang escape what Feng Hao doesn't let go of?

Suddenly, within the range originally covered by the light curtain, streaks of red light shot straight into the sky. Feng Hao raised his head and looked at the sky above his head. Among the dense clouds, it seemed that something was condensing and forming.

Amidst the tumbling clouds, the rising red light actually transformed into the shape of a Suzaku, overlooking the earth. Those eyes were lifeless, and they were particularly creepy.

at the same time,

A powerful coercion appeared, as if the sky was about to fall down.

The Qi refiners present couldn't breathe, and their faces were extremely pale.

The divine bird Suzaku condensed by the red light opened its mouth and screamed angrily at Feng Hao and Sun Wukong.

"Is this the soul of Suzaku?"

Sun Wukong's yellow hair was almost frosted by the wind, and he cast his piercing eyes, trying to see through the falsehood.

The result is useless.

Feng Hao shook his head and said: "Accurately speaking, this is the real Southern World Spirit... However, the current one is not to be feared..."

"Now that Suzaku is dead and the real Southern World Spirit has appeared, what should we do now?"

Sun Wukong was stunned, he was used to going straight and straight, and he would do it if he didn't agree with him, so what's the ink stain for?

The meat of Suzaku had just begun to roast, and it already exuded a tempting aroma, and his appetite was already whetted.

Now he doesn't have any thoughts on subjugating demons, he just wants to make money... no, he just wants to barbecue.

"Of course it is to subdue it!" Feng Hao said softly.

"Are you sure?"

"Go and try first..."

Feng Hao looked at Sun Wukong with a smile on his face, his eyes showed encouragement, as if he was saying: I am optimistic about you, come on!

"..."

The corner of Sun Wukong's mouth twitched slightly, regretting that he had followed Feng Hao into the misty land. The spirit of Suzaku condensed by the fire above his head was getting stronger and stronger, the surrounding temperature was getting lower and lower, and the wind was blowing more violently.

Monkey King wanted to go up and smash a stick, but the golden cudgel was acting as a bamboo stick to skewer Suzaku's corpse and roast it, so there was no way to find out the truth.

"Why don't you go and try, Brother Feng? Just use your ax and go down with one axe, this monster will definitely die..." Sun Wukong blinked his eyes and said.

woo woo~

Seemingly feeling Feng Hao and Sun Wukong's defiant attitude, the spirit of the Southern Realm in the air was extremely furious, and then swooped down, sweeping towards them with majestic and strong Yin Qi.

Everywhere along the way, even the air seemed to be frozen and condensed.

It said there that the southern world spirit should be in charge of fire, but after becoming a god, it was a low temperature that was completely opposite to fire, and people's bones were stiff from the cold.

Looking at this scene, Feng Hao rose into the air, pointed his right hand at Sun Wukong's golden cudgel, and said seriously, "Lend me your golden cudgel!"

call out!

Before Sun Wukong nodded and agreed, the golden cudgel that pierced Suzaku's corpse suddenly turned into a golden light and shot directly at Feng Hao. The level of obedience was simply beyond Monkey King's imagination.

"This is my grandson's golden cudgel~"

Sun Wukong wants to cry but has no tears. He was born with a golden cudgel made for him. He never thought that he would fall into his arms one day.

How many years have you been in love?

He even betrayed in front of him. At this moment, Monkey King is very sad and wants to cry!

Although Feng Hao just borrowed it, but...for Monkey King who is a little bit clean, it is difficult to accept it.

I saw that Feng Hao was holding Monkey King's golden cudgel, pulling out the stick flower gorgeously, and smashing towards the spirit of Nanjieling.

The Golden Cudgel is a magical weapon, not only capable of fighting with mortal bodies, but also with souls.

"This deity is the world spirit of the south, you and other mortals destroy my body, but now you dare to contend with this deity?"

A vicissitudes and ancient voice resounded throughout the sky.

"If you were at your peak, this emperor might have some concerns, but at this moment you are too weak..."

Feng Hao sneered and said that his spiritual sense had already found out the strength of the other party. For some unknown reason, the spirit of the southern world spirit was very weak, as if it was incomplete.

hum!

And the bead transformed by the golden light in Feng Hao's left hand trembled more intensely, struggling to get out of Feng Hao's palm.

"If you have the ability to let go of this deity's soul orb!"

The Southern World Spirit's eyes became more and more serious. If it weren't for a group of ants lighting a fire to roast its body, it might not choose to recover.

But as a world spirit, the dignity will never allow mortals and ants to trample on it. Even if the body is destroyed, it should return to this southern realm. How can it enter the stomach of mortals.

"Soul beads?"

Feng Hao shook the palm of his left hand, only to realize that the golden light he was holding was actually a soul bead.

As the name suggests, the soul orb is related to the soul, and Feng Hao sensed that the other party had lost something from the soul of the southern world spirit. Obviously... what he lost was the soul orb in his palm.

"If you want a soul orb, it depends on whether you have the ability..."

Feng Hao wanted to subdue the spirit of the southern world, because... he felt that the spirit of the southern world was one of the keys to revive the heart of the world.

So instead of destroying it with the Pangu axe, he used the golden cudgel. At least the golden cudgel was in his hands, and it shouldn't be able to disperse the spirit of the southern world. It's good to teach it a lesson.