The golden stream of fire, endless excitement, echoed in this space, and above the sky, there were nine sun-like existences.

Emperor Donghua controls the sun of heaven and earth, and is also called the Sun God!

He put his hands behind him, wearing a simple sky blue robe, and a silver one flying in the golden stream of fire. Emperor Donghua looked at Yan Feng, who was floating in front of him, his eyebrows and eyes slightly condensed.

The hand slowly raised, and a golden fire came out from the fingertips, slowly surrounding the wind, and finally entering the land of its dantian...

After counting the breaths...

"Sure enough...it looks like a chaotic energy, but it is more complicated than it is. It should be mixed with my own strength."

Emperor Donghua's face was rising up.

With a sudden wave of his hand, the nine suns in the sky flashed brightly with dazzling golden fire in the entire space.

Countless gold and fire lights flowed down in an instant, surrounding Yan Feng and Emperor Donghua.

"This time... I will give you a lucky gift, which can be considered as returning that person's favor!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling golden light burst out on Emperor Donghua's body, and his whole person seemed to have turned into the tenth sun in this space.

Yan Feng, his body was floating slowly in the surrounding fire, and finally, as if he was in the middle of the nine suns.

Nine golden streams of fire flowed from the nine suns and rushed into Yan Feng's body in an instant.

The pink meridian that was originally in Yan Feng's body began to dissipate quickly after the golden fire came in...

All the time... the golden fire came to Yan Feng's dantian, and came to the whirlpool that was still flowing, dissipating the pink meridians that stopped the whirlpool. At this moment, as the pink meridians dissipated, the binding force on the whirlpool suddenly dissipated.

The original still vortex flowed again at this moment!

The vortex flowed, and suddenly... the void around Yan Feng was like a twisted vortex. All the golden flames began to roar at this moment, rushing towards Yan Feng's dantian.

"I am the Supreme Sun Divine Fire that is born from heaven and earth, and it also has a trace of chaotic energy inside it. Although it is much thinner than your body, it is better than my cultivation level."

Just as Yan Feng was whirling around him, Emperor Donghua's eyebrows condensed, and golden fire surrounded his body.

His hand pointed at Yan Feng from afar!

The nine scorching suns in the sky, and endless golden fire suddenly roared up, rushing into Yan Feng's body endlessly!

The originally crazy flowing vortex absorbed the surging golden fire endlessly, endlessly!

But slowly...

A cup of tea, the vortex flow degree remains unchanged...

One stick of incense still remains the same...

One hour, two hours, half a day, one day...! Still unchanged!

And three days later, the whirlpool in Yan Feng's body suddenly seemed to be full, and it began to slowly slow down its flow.

On the fourth day, the degree has slowed down by most of the time.

On the fifth day... the flow of the vortex has almost stopped!

During these five days, Emperor Donghua kept looking at Yan Feng in the golden fire, and did not dare to slack off at all.

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Penglai Fairyland. Before Penglai Pavilion at this moment, there were several people here, all of whom were old men. Any one of these people, who had a random cultivation level, was above the holy realm.

"Have you not come out of seclusion yet?"

As a gray-bearded old man, he asked while stroking his beard.

"Don't worry, Mr. Bin, I said before the retreat. This retreat will take at least three days and half a month. If there is anything wrong with Penglai, Mr. Bin can do it himself. If this matter is serious, then tell Xiaoya directly that when you come out of seclusion, Xiaoya will tell you the first time." The clear voice of Xiaoya girl Xiaoya sounded in front of Penglai Pavilion.

"There is no urgent matter. I just haven't seen you for a few days. I'm very worried." Graybeard stroked her beard and said with a frown between her eyebrows.

At this moment, a long rainbow suddenly broke through the air from a distance and landed next to the gray-bearded old man, with a hint of anxiety on his face.

"Master, Fenghua Valley has sent someone again."

Hearing this in his ear, the gray-bearded old man frowned and had a hint of anger on his face: "Didn't you say before? The people from Fenghua Valley will be sent away when they come. I will not see you, and you will not see you."

"Master, this time is different!" The person beside him said in a voice: "The person who came is one of Fenghua's three elders, otherwise I wouldn't dare to disturb you?"

"Three Elders Fenghua..." Hearing this, the gray-bearded old man looked slightly condensed.

"I didn't expect these old guys to do things like a junior, but I don't know who the old guy is here."

"The second brother Hua Shang."

After thinking for a moment, the gray-bearded old man said to Xiaoya, "Miss Xiaoya, if you come out of seclusion, I hope you will inform me. If so, I will say goodbye first."

Xiaoya bowed to the old man with grey beard and smiled and said, "The Lord of the Mansion assists the Lord in governing Penglai every day. If you have the Lord of the Mansion to help you, it is a blessing for the Lord."

As soon as these words were said, the old gray-bearded man suddenly laughed: "Miss Xiaoya is still so good at speaking. Since that's the case, I will say goodbye first."

As he said that, several people behind him followed him one after another. The seemingly simple steps of these people were like the wind. After one step, their figures disappeared in front of Penglai Pavilion in an instant.

And in a place next to the railings on the seventh floor of Penglai Pavilion, Chi Qian and Zhi Mo stood here.

"The old man's cultivation level just now is probably close to the Prison King."

Zhi Mo's eyes were tightened, and he looked at the gray-bearded old man who was walking away in front of Penglai Pavilion and spoke.

"Oh, Xiao Zhimo! Look, the bird looks so strange, and its feathers are so beautiful!" Chi Qian, who was beside him, didn't hear Zhimo speak at all, and pulled Zhimo's head back and twisted it.

"Look!" At this moment, a big bird with red feathers flew past, extremely beautiful.

Zhi Mo was instantly blackened by this car...

Talk to your heart... Can you not touch my head?!

But there is nothing we can do. In the ghost prison, the ghost generals are in team-ups. He and Chi Qian have been partnering with him for thousands of years. Chi Qian is like this and cannot change it. He has long been used to it.

Zhimo glanced at the bird flying in the sky and said lightly: "That is the mixed-blood seed of the Heavenly Bird, the Vermilion Bird."

At the same time, I couldn't help but feel amazed. Penglai, the birds flying by randomly in the sky, are the birds that really do not disappoint the name of the fairyland.

"Oh, I don't know how the Lord is doing now. It's been five days."

Perhaps because of the excitement of playing, Chi Qian suddenly sighed deeply, and the pink scroll slowly floated in the wind.

"The Lord of Emperor Donghua should be free of charge." Although Zhi Mo said this, he could also hear worries in his words.
Chapter completed!