You have a good chance, I accept it.

The longing in his heart became more and more serious, and he could hardly control his body.

There was a figure in his mind that kept urging him to absorb the blood of Behemoth. Now he used his remaining reason to fight against greed.

"Let's go, call more people next time, and I'll let you absorb it then."

Seeing that Behemoth was fighting against the seal, Xiaohong looked extremely anxious. Behemoth couldn't use its cultivation, and being suppressed by the seal, he couldn't do anything to the two of them for a while.

But when the seal becomes weaker, I won't be able to escape even if I want to.

"No, this is my chance. The fact that I can come here this time is an arrangement of fate. If I miss it this time, I may not meet it next time."

Taiyuan said with firm eyes, he believed very much in the arrangement of fate. Although immortal cultivators should not believe in fate, Taiyuan exceptionally believed in the destiny in the dark.

He had a hunch that if he left this time, it would be difficult to meet him next time.

"Damn it, you're looking for death. You can die over there. I'll send you in. You'll be dead by then and it has nothing to do with me."

Seeing this, Xiaohong cursed secretly. Taiyuan had already said this, so he stopped trying to persuade him. This was Taiyuan's opportunity, and he had no reason to let Taiyuan miss it.

However, cultivating immortals is going against the will of heaven, and competing with heaven for fate every moment. If this is the case, then he will accompany Taiyuan to go crazy.

If Taiyuan dies at that time, I will erect a monument to Taiyuan. This will be regarded as the most benevolent and righteous act.

If Ye Lin knew Xiaohong's thoughts, he would definitely chuckle. With Etaiyuan's terrifying fate, even if he died, the law of heaven would not agree.

Taiyuan is almost like Tiandao's biological son, how could he die?

"good."

Taiyuan nodded towards Xiaohong, and then Xiaohong was wrapped in a fiery red shadow, full of momentum.

"The true form of the Phoenix."

Xiaohong roared angrily, and auras of eternal desolation emanated, followed by a phantom of a phoenix full of majesty. This phantom was different from Xiaohong. This phantom was extremely majestic, and the aura around it was extremely majestic, making people unable to resist. Dare to look directly.

The true form of the Phoenix is ​​also the natal magical power of the Phoenix clan. Only descendants with extremely strong bloodline can use it. Once used, it can summon the shadow of one's elders and mobilize a trace of the power of one's elders.

So the phoenix shadow summoned by Xiaohong is his father.

If you want to use the phoenix true form, the elders must be alive. Even if your father is dead, your grandfather can still use it if you are alive. If your grandfather is dead, your great grandfather can still use it if you are alive.

So it can be judged from this that Xiaohong still has elders alive in the world.

At the same time, in a magnificent supreme temple, a middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes. The stars were flowing in his eyes, which looked extremely deep.

Every move of this figure can affect the laws around him, which is simply terrifying.

"Strange, this emperor actually feels a trace of blood throbbing? Do I still have descendants of my blood alive in the world?"

The figure frowned and muttered to himself, then waved his hand, and a figure appeared behind him.

This figure does not seem to belong to this world. There is no breath in his body, and there is no entanglement in the laws of cause and effect. It is as if he does not exist in this world.

"Let this emperor check. I suspect that there are descendants of this emperor still alive in the world. Even if I turn the entire fairy world upside down, I have to find it."

The man spoke slowly, his voice was extremely majestic, and the space shook as he spoke his words.