Chapter 839： Sorry? See Phoenix Bath Spring in the Altar

Their Lord of the Holy Spirit is not a good temper. Since ancient times, all people or things who have entered this space have not heard from them.

Even if it was the Scarlet Phoenix Barbarian Clan, many of the clan members never came out after entering the altar space.

Among them, even a certain patriarch of the Chifeng Barbarian clan was included.

Since then, being unable to step into the altar space has become an iron law of the Chifeng Barbarians.

From the top to the bottom of the Chifeng Barbarian tribe, everyone is extremely clear.

It was also for this reason that although the patriarch of the Chifeng Barbarian clan was extremely angry, he never entered the altar space.

There is no other reason, just not dare.

Lu Yunxiao entered the altar space, in their opinion, he was already a dead person.

The master of the Holy Spirit is so powerful that no one can match them in their hearts.

"Who cares about his death, his death is already doomed."

"But his arrival has disturbed Lord Holy Spirit's closeness."

"It is our great negligence to let him break into the altar space."

The eyes of the Chifeng Barbarian tribe were cold, and the whole body exuded a violent aura.

The terrifying power made all the barbarians in the field tremble.

"If Lord Holy Spirit is to blame, we can't afford it."

Chifeng Barbarian Clan Chief said with an angry tone.

The Chifeng Barbarians have enshrined Fengyu Spring for generations, and now they have disturbed their quiet life. What is this not dereliction of duty?

Feng Yuquan is the biggest trump card and foundation of the Chifeng Barbarians, and it is more important than anything else.

Feng Yuquan was angry, and the entire Chifeng Barbarians would not be better off.

Although the barbarian is not smart, he is the head of the patriarch after all. It is impossible for him to think of such a simple thing.

"This……"

The two half-sage Chifeng Barbarians stopped talking, and the Chifeng Barbarian clan chief's words were too right.

"Damn silver dragon barbaric."

A half-sage Chi Fengman suddenly cursed.

In the entire Northern Continent, only the Silver Dragon Man can be the enemy of the Chifeng Barbarians.

Moreover, Feng Yuquan was also the only means by which Chi Fengman could protect himself in Yinlongman's hands.

How could this silver dragon man not want to make this Feng Yuquan idea?

Therefore, the simple but straightforward Chifeng Barbarian Clan Semi-Holy, directly self-righteously identified the black hand behind the scenes.

"Silver Dragon Man?"

The patriarch of the Chifeng Barbarian clan also gave a sharp look, obviously, he also thought of going together.

In this way, without the slightest hesitation, this pot was directly carried on Yinlongman's head.

It's still the one that can't be pulled off.

(Yinlongman: This is quite unexpected)

The simple-minded Chifeng Barbarians are so simple and stubborn.

"Patriarch, this sorrowful loss can't be eaten for nothing, we have to retaliate and go back."

Another half-holy of the Chifeng barbarian said indignantly.

Although I couldn't beat Yinlongman, I just didn't suffer this bad breath for nothing.

What's more, the two clans are not right. It has been around for a long time. Although the Chifeng barbarians are relatively weak, the toughness and fierceness of the barbarians has always been there.

Even if it is Yinlongman, they still dare to fight.

"Ok!"

Listening to the words of the two people around him, the patriarch of the Chifeng Barbarian clan also changed his eyes, passing a few fierce auras, and then slowly nodded.

In this way, another round of battle between the Yinlong Barbarians and the Chifeng Barbarians was about to begin.

And the two sides played fiercely.

But these are all things to come, so I won't mention it for the time being.

...

On the other side, Lu Yunxiao, who had entered the light gate, followed the circling of the sky in front of him, and entered a strange space.

As soon as he landed, he sighed softly and habitually touched his back.

Just now, he is naturally protected by the power of devouring, and he can be safe and sound.

Otherwise, with a three-star fight, even if he had the protective body of the Profound Path of Thousand Changes, he would have to suffer severe damage even if he did not die.

Withdrawing his right hand, Lu Yunxiao raised his head, taking a moment to look at the world in front of him.

This world is very desolate.

At least in his eyes, so.

There is no imaginary fragrance of birds and flowers, the vegetation is prosperous, and there is not even a bit of green here.

The bones can be seen everywhere, there are monsters, and also humanoids.

Even among them, there are weapon scratches and traces left by various battles.

Here, it is more like an ancient battlefield.

Lu Yunxiao stepped into it, and as the light gleamed, his eyes couldn't help looking at the surrounding scenes.

"Rotten breath."

Lu Yunxiao looked at the bones and weapons for a long time. In fact, these things have been eroded by the years.

It seems that it still retains its intact appearance. In fact, it is extremely fragile. With a light touch, it will instantly turn into ashes.

Lu Yunxiao didn't look too much, but quietly speeded up his pace.

After walking for about half an hour, Lu Yunxiao stopped, and a huge lake appeared before his eyes.

The blazing red spring water seems to be invisible at a glance. This lake is extremely vast, even like a vast ocean.

Even if Lu Yunxiao had excellent eyesight, he could only see a blur. The diameter of the lake was no less than ten thousand feet long.

As for the depth, it is even more unfathomable. Lu Yunxiao's intuition is so deep that he can't feel it.

This lake, even if it were said to be a small ocean, seems not to be an exaggeration.

"Feng Yuquan!"

Looking at the huge lake in front of him, Lu Yunxiao spit out three words faintly.

Isn't this familiar hot breath and the strange power of Nirvana the same as Feng Yuquan?

Lu Yunxiao was slightly happy in his heart, but also raised his attention.

Judging from the passing of the ancient battlefield and the sacrifices offered by the Chifeng Barbarian tribe, this Phoenix Bath Spring does not look like a kindness.

In front of this lake, although the energy is endless and the lake water is clear, it also has a faint blood.

There seem to be few kind-hearted creatures of heaven and earth at the level of Fengyu Spring.

The emptiness swallows inflammation like this, and the Jinglian demon fire that counteracts the master is like this. There seems to be no exception to the phoenix bath spring in front of you This kind of heaven and earth spiritual thing contains madness and violence, but also allows them to destroy it. Mind, very strong.

Without good teaching, it is very easy to go astray.

The experience of Jinglian Demon Saint is the best example.

"Come out, don't hide, I know you are here, Feng Yuquan!"

Looking at the vast lake, Lu Yunxiao said loudly.

The body of Fengyu Spring is naturally hidden in this huge lake.

"Wow!"

As Lu Yunxiao's voice sounded, ripples suddenly appeared on the vast lake.

The surging water of the lake gradually formed a whirlpool, the lake whirled, and a column of water slowly rose up in the center of the whirlpool.

The water column lifted straight up for more than ten feet, protruding out of the water.

Above the water column, the water flowed, and the spring water condensed into a blazing red throne. On the throne, an equally blazing red figure slowly emerged.