Chapter 628 The Sixth Attack of the Ancient Vermillion Bird

The temperature on the Ancient Suzaku's body continued to rise. From a distance, it looks like it has turned into a radiant sun.

When the temperature of its body rose to a certain level, suddenly, a body of flame energy in the shape of a Suzaku shot out from the Ancient Suzaku's body. Soaring into the sky.

The momentum seemed to burn the sky with its own fire.

Layers of horrifying energy continued to permeate out of its body. When it reached a certain height, it suddenly turned around 180 degrees, head down, and swooped down towards Huo Ling'er standing on the ground.

It moves very fast, and generates sparks as it rubs against the air.

"The first strike of Ancient Suzaku: Imprisonment!"

Huo Ling'er looked solemn. The first attack was launched, trying to imprison the Suzaku energy body that was swooping down. The moment the flame halo bound Suzaku's energy body, it was instantly burned by Suzaku's energy body. Not the slightest lull in its whereabouts.

"Fire Spirit Cover!"

Huo Ling'er formed a seal with his hands, and the magic power in his body condensed into a rain shield.

boom

An earth-shattering sound sounded.

The scorching air waves turned all the boulders within 500 meters of the ground where Huo Ling'er was standing into white powder. The ground of the huge training ground at level 95 was completely covered in flames.

The name of Burning Heaven is as good as its name.

Shi Hao, Shi Ermeng, Shi Qingfeng, and Shi Pihou, who were five hundred meters away from Huo Ling'er, were caught off guard. They were hit by the scorching shock wave and slid on the ground for more than three meters, with their feet sinking deeply into the ground.

"So strong!" Shi Hao sighed.

This is only the sixth strike of the Ancient Suzaku, and there are four more strikes to follow. The sixth strike of the Ancient Suzaku has such power. It is hard to imagine how terrifying the power of the Seventh Strike of the Ancient Suzaku, the eighth strike of the Ancient Suzaku, the ninth strike of the Ancient Suzaku and the tenth strike of the Ancient Suzaku will be. Woolen cloth.

In front of Huo Ling'er, who was the focus of the Suzaku energy body's dive, the ground where it was originally standing sunk downwards. The sunken ground is as big as a basketball court. The earth was burned black by the terrifying temperature emitted by the flames, like glass.

This is because this is a place for military training. The ancient Suzaku's strength is based on Huo Ling'er's strength, which is at the peak of the formation realm. Otherwise, I am afraid that the entire 95-pass military training ground will sink downwards.

Huo Ling'er's feet sunk deeply into the ground. Most of her body was submerged under the ground, and the black, smooth, mirror-like soil was submerged up to her chest.

"puff!"

Huo Ling'er spurted out a large mouthful of blood. He glanced at Ye Feng, then looked at Ancient Suzaku, suppressing the pain in his limbs, and shouted: "This is the sixth blow, come again... where is the seventh blow? You can't kill me with these, Suzaku is the seventh Where's the attack?"

Huo Ling'er took the Baizun Pill and the Nirvana Pill that Ye Feng specially refined for her. Its physical body has long been more powerful than pure-blooded creatures. If it were Huo Ling'er who hadn't swallowed the Baizun Pill and the Nirvana Pill, the sixth blow of the Ancient Suzaku would have been enough to kill Huo Ling'er.

Taikoo Suzaku felt Huo Ling'er's ridicule and opened his mouth to roar.

"The fifth strike of the ancient Suzaku·The bird's cry."

"Same trick again."

Huo Ling'er frowned slightly, opened her mouth and roared, using the fifth strike of the Ancient Suzaku to counter the fifth strike of the Ancient Suzaku. Huo Ling'er possesses the evolved Suzaku bloodline, which is more noble than the ancient Suzaku. Both sides used the same moves, and the only one who lost was the Ancient Suzaku.

"Fat girl, defeat it...it doesn't have the remaining skills of the ancient Suzaku." Ye Feng ordered.

"Okay." Huo Ling'er nodded.

Under Huo Ling'er's fierce attack, Ancient Suzaku was defeated by Ye Feng after a while. Rumble, the wall of gods and demons leading to the ninety-sixth level opens.

Ye Feng stretched out his hand and thought. Jiuxinxuantang martial spirit came out in response to the thought. Ten golden soul rings appeared under Ye Feng's feet.

"The sixth soul skill: The Embrace of the Goddess of Life."

As the sixth soul ring under Ye Feng's feet lit up with golden light, a huge green female figure stretched out her hands behind Huo Ling'er, holding Huo Ling'er in her arms.

Huo Ling'er was in the arms of the three tall green women, and the injuries in her body healed quickly.

Ye Feng unsealed Wuhun Jiuxinxuantang, and he discovered a secret.

It is wrong to solely determine the strength of a Douluo spirit based on the level of the plane.

What kind of martial spirit is awakened has a decisive relationship with the physical bloodline. The strength of a martial spirit is closely related to the soul power or mana possessed by the soul master. The age of the soul ring does determine the power of the martial soul to a large extent, but it is not absolute. The more mana you have, the stronger your body is, and the stronger the soul skills your martial soul can perform.

The injury Huo Ling'er suffered just now would not be recovered if it did not take ten days and a half. Under Ye Feng's Jiu Xin Xuantang's sixth soul skill, Huo Ling'er's injuries healed in a very short time. This is the best explanation that the more mana there is, the stronger the soul skills displayed by the martial soul will be.

"Bad ruffian..."

Huo Ling'er lowered her head and followed Ye Feng into the door that opened in front, and asked in a low voice: "What if I was killed just now, would you... would you cry?"

Cry?

Ye Feng stretched out his hand and held Huo Ling'er's jade hand.

Ye Feng did not answer Huo Ling'er's words. Because he knows that this is a place of trial, and he can pass all levels as long as he is invincible at the same level.

Ye Feng didn't think that the 95th level of the Ancient Vermilion Bird could kill Huo Ling'er. He was always paying attention to the battle on the battlefield. Huo Ling'er possessed the blood of the Supreme Bird and the God of Fire, and her body was strengthened by many pills from Ye Feng. If she still couldn't defeat the Ancient Vermilion Bird of the same level, then it could only be said that she disappointed Ye Feng too much.

Huo Ling'er was held by Ye Feng's hand, and was stunned for a moment, feeling warm in her heart. Thinking of the Ten Blows of the Ancient Vermilion Bird, she asked with concern: "I have only comprehended the fifth blow, the bird's cry. As for the sixth blow, have you learned it?"

Ye Feng knocked on his head with his hand and smiled: "It has been memorized in my mind. I need time to comprehend it. When I comprehend it, I will teach you."

"Okay."

Huo Ling'er personally fought against the Ancient Vermilion Bird and experienced the power of the Sixth Blow of the Ancient Vermilion Bird. She yearned for the Sixth Blow of the Ancient Vermilion Bird. Huo Linger thought of the ten strikes of the Ancient Vermillion Bird and asked curiously, "Why did the Ancient Vermillion Bird just now only know the sixth strike?"

"Maybe... the leader of this God and Demon Wall will not know the next four strikes." Ye Feng replied.

The Ancient Vermillion Bird that Huo Linger met at the 95th level was not the real Ancient Vermillion Bird. Everything here was built by the leader of the God and Demon Wall. What kind of magic all "living beings" can perform is decisively related to the leader of the God and Demon Wall.

"It's the 96th level!"

Huo Linger stepped into the gate leading to the 96th level, looked around, and asked curiously, "What kind of living beings will be at the 96th level?"