"Hundred charming!" Seeing the man's pale and transparent face, Tanluo felt bad thoughts in his heart, he poked his fingers out and tried his breath.?

Although it was very weak, it seemed that the other party was in a coma. Tanluo took out a few Qi-gathering pills from the storage bag he carried with him and fed them to him. Then he sat up to help Donghuang Fenghua to guide the spiritual power in his body.

Logically speaking, taking blood from the heart will only cause the practitioner's heart meridians to be damaged, but they will not be unconscious. Could the Nirvana Tribulation he just mentioned is the rebirth of the phoenix's Nirvana Fire?

After guiding the spiritual power, Donghuang Fenghua's breath became much more stable. Considering that his heart was damaged and he happened to lead to the Nirvana disaster, it is urgent to improve his cultivation as soon as possible.

Tanluo looked at the red demon pill in his hand. It had strong spiritual power and had tens of thousands of years of cultivation. This high-level demon pill usually needs to be refined and purified to purify the original owner's residual thoughts, but this method takes at least ten hours, and Edong Huang Fenghua may not be able to hold on.

It seems that I can only take risks and use my own purple palace dantian to refine this demon pill. However, this method is too dangerous and it is easy for the residual thoughts in the demon pill to lose their minds and even be taken over by the original owner's soul.

I remember Chen Fangjin once told her that people with rebirth pupils have strong spiritual consciousness, and they can only give it a try for the current plan.

Tan Luo looked at the man who was still unconscious and swallowed the demon pill, which made her feel cool and refreshing. She then crossed her legs and entered into a state of meditation, pinched her hands with her hands, and the demon pill sank into the dantian with her spiritual guidance. In the chaos, a green inner pill was shining brightly.

Now she has cultivated her immortal body and contains the purest spiritual power in her body. Tanluo closed her eyes and used her inner elixir to refine the demon pill. The green halo instantly lingers on the red demon pill.

During the subsequent purification and refining process, she tried to use her spiritual sense to explore the demon pill and erase the remaining original owner's consciousness.

When the spiritual sense invaded, the demon pill that was originally silent suddenly emitted a red light, light and dark, gradually becoming more and more eye-catching. The entire dantian purple palace was immersed in the strange light, and countless fragmented images rushed over, which was the residual thought of the original owner before his death.

"Does it hurt?"

In the darkness, a beam of light broke above his head. In the Donghuang Bell, a man in red ink was as charming as before, leaning on the rope in a comfortable and casual manner.

"Does it hurt?" he asked again.

This pain spread rapidly, and Tanluo could even smell the air full of rich blood. Fine water stains emerged from her smooth forehead. These water stains dripped, and blood-colored red marks were drawn along the corners of her eyes.

Tanluo sat stiffly on the couch, accompanied by the dull bell ringing through the sky, she was like a porcelain doll, her bones broke and shattered under the bell ringing. Finally, she was vulnerable, and she spit out a mouthful of red and fell heavily to the ground.

She lay motionless on the ground, clearly feeling the blood flowing out from under her body, forming a river of gurgling blood, winding.

Donghuang Fenghua stood there just a step away, and admired her struggle on the verge of death with casual and playful eyes.

Compared to the pain of breaking bones, the feeling of disappointment and hatred filled my heart, and finally turned into a sharp blade to cut off Qingming.

"Kill that man and you will be free." The sound echoed in your ears seemed to come from the distant underground, revealing three-point strangeness and seven-point misleading.

The red light in the dantian was even more intense, and it went upward along the meridians, like a surging sea of ​​blood rushing into the sky, hustling and surging. Tanluo was as clear as the autumn lake, and was also dominated by evil thoughts at this moment. The eyes were full of evil charm and evil spirits.

The back of the girl in red is reflected in the mirror. She curled her cherry lips gently, turned around and walked slowly towards the soft collapse, and her white jade fingers were gathered in the gauze.

"Donghuang Fenghua, I didn't expect you to fall to this point," she smiled evilly, lifting her white wrist, "Since it's so painful, I might as well give you a good trip."

As she finished speaking, she directed the man with his eyes closed with his soft collapse. The strong wind was strong, and the red gauze was like a group of snakes dancing around.

"Slay the soul, break the——"

A sudden roar overflowed from the spiritual Taichung, and the red light was swallowed by the shimmering green light. Yin Yanran's remnant soul was surprised that the spiritual consciousness continued to condense in her body. How could this be possessed by ordinary practitioners? Who is she!

"I didn't expect that there was a remnant soul in this demon pill. If I hadn't deliberately suppressed my spiritual sense and soul power, I would have mistakenly thought that this physical body was very easy to take over, how could you voluntarily take the bait?"

Tanluo entered into meditation again, opened her rebirth pupil to examine the demon pill in the dantian. After the residual soul was imprisoned by her, she used soul refining techniques to purify it.

"Damn girl, you actually lied to me. Like Donghuang Fenghua, you are lying to me..."

"Each one another." Tan Luo curled her lips and smiled. The black jade eyes contained pity. When she was immersed in the woman's remnant thoughts, she also saw the Fenghua of Donghuang at the same time.

Some people are not to be jealous of death!

Yin Yanran's last trace of soul was lingered by Tan Luo's inner elixir and dissipated.

The sun sets in the west and the room gradually becomes darker. After Tanluo refined this demon pill, he placed it into Donghuang Fenghua's body to help him absorb the spiritual power from the demon pill.

Time passed by quickly, and when the room was completely in darkness, the stars above the head were dazzling and shining.

The man on the collapsed man's complexion gradually improved, and his breathing became stable, but his body temperature was still burning. Tanluo brought a cup of clear water and gently helped him up.

"Little maid--" Donghuang Fenghua suddenly called out, and the clear water that had just been drinking overflowed from his lips, as if he was in a nightmare. He hurriedly grabbed the cup closest to him, his voice hoarse and nervous, "Tanluo!"

"I'm here, so feel at ease." Tanluo held his trembling hand and looked at the other party so weak, and his heart hurt even more. She hugged the man tightly, recalling the scenes she saw in her remnant thoughts, never thought that Donghuang Fenghua had been lonely for thousands of years and suffering for thousands of years.

He was still in the womb and began to be plotted against by evil people. As soon as he was born, he was named a fool. As a prince of the demon world, he had the bloodline of the ancient true god, but was bullied and tortured so much.

That's how he lived in the dark abyss, but when he first met, he smiled slightly at her, as bright as light.

He is like this, but he never mentions those pasts, but only be as romantic as he is in front of her, as arrogant as him.

The man in his arms trembled his eyelashes, opened his misty eyes, and looked at the familiar face above his head. He was still those clear and lively eyebrows, but he had a bit of compassion and expression than before, elegant and holy, with a look of looking down on the people.

Who made her sad when the water marks on the corners of her eyes?

Donghuang Fenghua struggled to sit up, her fingertips gently brushing across the corners of her eyes, leaving behind the warmth.

"I'm not dead yet. Is this sad look of my beloved wife crying for me?" He teased softly, and then placed Tanluo's palm on his chest, "Isn't he still alive?"

Tanluo pulled the lip line, showed a smile, looked at him again and seriously, and asked worriedly: "Tell me quickly, how can I help you through the Nirvana calamity?"

The man put away his smile and turned to look at the golden phoenix incense burner beside the screen.

"My beloved wife just need to turn me..."

Before he finished speaking, a knock on the door suddenly came from outside. At this moment, Han Hua led a team of demon soldiers to stand outside the door, and said in a hurry: "Report to the Demon King, the King of Hidden led many monsters to raid the city gate and attempted to rebel. The Regent disappeared for no reason. He also asked the Demon King to give his life to arrest the King of Hidden!"

Donghuang Fenghua was silent for a moment, his tightly pursed lips suddenly raised, and he sneered: "The King of Yin really never repents. He passed the emperor's oral order to arrest all rebels."

"Yes-" Han Hua nodded, signaling some demon soldiers to guard outside the gate to protect the demon king, and others followed him to the city gate.

First, the great disaster is approaching, and the current Hidden King is waiting for an opportunity to seize power. Although the Demon Emperor Palace is built beside the mountain, it is easy to defend but difficult to attack. In addition, the defensive barrier seems to be solid, but Hidden King is familiar with everything about the Demon Emperor Palace. Since she is sure to come to attack the city, it means that there have been eyeliners in the palace to respond.

Donghuang Fenghua sighed in a long sigh, "It's not that he was not prepared for the Nirvana Tribulation, but he didn't expect that he would attract the attention of the Hidden King so soon."

He looked at Tanluo again and explained what he had not finished saying just now: "The golden phoenix incense burner beside the screen, you can move the base away. There is an underground dark room, which I specially prepared to overcome the tribulation."

Tanluo immediately understood, helped Donghuang Fenghua up and came to the incense burner, then moved the incense burner away, and a deep cave suddenly appeared in front of him. As the two of them walked down the stairs, the stars floating and rotating in the dark room emitted fluorescent light. Tanluo looked up and unexpectedly, under the bedroom, there was an exact same dark room arranged in a "mirror-oriented" pattern.

"Is there an exit here?" she asked casually.

"There is an exit leading to the back garden, but I have been restricted here, so it is not necessarily safe outside." Donghuang Fenghua smiled weakly, lying on the soft couch. The surging Nirvana fire in his body kept burning his internal organs. Every time he said something, it seemed to exhaust his whole body's strength.

Donghuang Fenghua took off the red rope worn on his wrist and threw it into the sky. The black and golden bell became larger instantly while throwing it into the air, and the red rope turned into a bell stand, just like what I saw in the Lefang Loft, which was ancient and solemn.

"This Donghuang Bell is pure and can help me overcome the tribulation safely." He said softly, smiling slightly, "I'm sorry, my beloved wife will send me into the bell."

Donghuang Zhong Tanluo had heard of it for a long time, but she never thought that she could live in the holy weapon to overcome the tribulation. She helped Donghuang Fenghua into the ancient bell, and accompanied by the melodious sound of the bell, the white mist-like spiritual energy penetrated out of the bell wall and could not dissipate.

The other party obviously held up to the limit. He leaned against the bell and sat, revealing the true body of the fire phoenix in the fog. As wisps of red flames gradually wrapped him and burned, the temperature inside the bell rose sharply.

Donghuang Fenghua rolled in the fire of Nirvana, sobbing and crying. Tanluo opened his face sideways and dared not look at him again.

Outside Fengming Palace, there were also fires everywhere, killing everywhere, and on the deep path filled with flowers, a woman in black robe slowly fell from the air. Behind her were dozens of hideous monsters lurking from the back garden of Fengming Palace.

In the black robe, the woman took the lead in stepping into Fengming Palace, raised her fingers, and the demon soldiers guarding the Demon Emperor's bedroom turned into ashes, and her soul was scattered.

"I heard that the Demon King had not come out all day in the bedroom and was kind enough to visit him. What is your intention to block this way?" Yin Shangmo's red lips curled gently, and wherever he went, blood flowed into a river.
Chapter completed!