"Ah!"
Ling Yun's tiger eyes were filled with tears. He slowly closed them, and then suddenly opened them.
"Make your move!" "Faster!" The Seven-color phoenix's expression gradually calmed down, with a smile on her face, she said with a calm and gentle voice.
Boom!
On the surface of Ling Yun's body, other than the phoenix fire s, another type of resplendent golden flame appeared. It was slightly transparent, like a crystal, and emitted a scorching aura as waves of heat roiled about.
In the next moment, another type of flame appeared. It was as if stars were scattered across the sky, as resplendent as the milky way. This was the Star Glazed Fire.
"Cough …"
Ling Yun suddenly coughed, a line of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, his chest was trembling violently, his face was pale white.
Although the Seven-color phoenix had treated his injuries before, it had not completely healed. It only healed his broken meridians and bones, as well as his torn flesh.
It was not that the Seven-color phoenix did not want to, but it was because it could not and was powerless. He was affected by the ancient battlefield, and the phoenix fire carried the will of the ancient battlefield.
Ling Yun had naturally noticed this previously, but he did not take it to heart. As long as she was alive, she was fine, her injuries could be slowly healed, but she did not expect that she would have to go all out.
Fortunately, after recovering from most of his injuries, he was able to communicate with the Sovereign Pagoda, and was able to continuously replenish his energy. During the time they talked, the Qi Sea's spirit energy had already recovered by 30 to 40%.
With a stuffy groan, Ling Yun did not stop, because he knew that there was no time, the Seven-color phoenix could not hold on any longer, and if he were to lose his will, unable to suppress the instincts in his body, he would not be able to live.
With a low roar, three types of rare flames howled as they rushed towards the Seven-color phoenix, enveloping it within.
The Seven-color phoenix that was wrapped in flames struggled to stay alive, but it revealed a gratified smile on its face. Its remaining consciousness firmly suppressed the instincts that came from its body, and it completely withdrew the phoenix fire within its body, turning it into a spark.
Using fire to kill the phoenix was naturally unrealistic. Aside from the difference in cultivation, if the phoenix were to converge all of the phoenix fire and even destroy its own, the phoenix without the phoenix fire would only have a stronger fire resistance.
Moreover, this was only the body of a Seven-color phoenix. Using Phoenix bloodline and True Fire to transform it could not be considered as being a phoenix.
Even though the Seven-color phoenix was struggling nonstop, its body gradually turned transparent under the incineration of the three types of flames. On his abdomen, a ball of seven-colored droplets of blood the size of a fist and a slowly burning seven-colored gorgeous flame could faintly be seen.
"Little fellow, remember this, this ancient battlefield is filled with danger, even within those decaying corpses." The calm and gentle voice of the Seven-color phoenix slowly came out from the flames, "Although there aren't many people like me who have left behind their legacies, there are still quite a few that you have to be careful of.
Also, deep in the ruins of ancient battlefield, there is the inheritance of the Celestial Emperor, so you have to obtain it.
"My legacy is within the Fire Seed. You can obtain it by refining it."
The sound slowly dissipated, and the figure of the Seven-color phoenix also disappeared. Only a ball of gorgeous blood droplets and flames the size of a fist remained where she was.
Withdrawing the three flames, Ling Yun did not rush to get the fire seed. Instead, he respectfully bowed towards the place where the Seven-color phoenix previously stood.