The sudden change obviously frightened these Qi refiners.

After all, what they are doing now is no small matter, but roasting the legendary bird Suzaku on the fire.

No one knows what will happen if it continues to bake like this...

If nothing happens, something seems to be abnormal. But at this moment, the temperature suddenly dropped, coupled with the extinguished spirit wood fire, everyone looked almost pale.

The scene was very eerie, as if a ghost was about to appear.

Fortunately, they saw Feng Hao and Sun Wukong standing not far away with their hands behind their backs, with indifferent expressions on their faces, so they had nothing to be afraid of.

Even the living sacred bird Suzaku was killed and even burned on the fire. Are you still afraid of the dead Suzaku?

Feng Hao stood with his hands behind his back, his expression softened a lot, because the spirit of Suzaku, the southern world spirit, did not seem to be very powerful and was not enough to be relied upon.

Although the momentum is gained, I always feel that something is missing.

Woooo

Suddenly, gusts of dark wind blew between the sky and the earth, accompanied by a call from hell, which made the scalp of the horrified person numb.

At the same time, the pile of spiritual trees piled up into a hill suddenly exploded and scattered, and a golden light flew out from the corpse of the Southern Spirit Suzaku and shot straight into the sky.

Before anyone could react, Feng Hao had already taken the lead and grabbed it in the air. He was so fast that he caught the golden light in his hand in an instant.

Huh

The wind suddenly became stronger and had a tendency to become violent.

Feng Hao held the golden light in his hand, which was so warm that he couldn't put it down. It should feel like something similar to a golden elixir, but at the moment it is constantly trembling, trying to break free.

But how could Jin Guang escape from something that Feng Hao refused to let go of?

Suddenly, within the area covered by the light curtain, streaks of red light shot straight into the sky. Feng Hao raised his head and looked at the sky above his head. There seemed to be something condensing and forming among the clouds. generally.

Amidst the rolling clouds, the rising red light actually transformed into the shape of a red bird, overlooking the earth. The eyes were full of death, which was particularly frightening.

At the same time, a powerful pressure appeared, as if the sky was about to fall.

The Qi Refiners present were so overwhelmed that they could not breathe, and their faces were extremely pale.

The sacred bird Suzaku condensed with red light opened its huge mouth and screamed angrily at Feng Hao and Sun Wukong.

"Is this the soul of Suzaku?"

Sun Wukong's yellow hair was blown to frost by the dark wind, and he used his fiery eyes to see through the illusion.

The result is that it is useless.

Feng Hao shook his head and said: "To be precise, this is the real Southern World Spirit... However, it is nothing to be afraid of now..."

" Now that Suzaku is dead and the real Southern World Spirit has appeared, what should we do now?”

Sun Wukong was stunned. Damn, what are you doing with all this ink?

The suzaku meat had just begun to roast, and it was already exuding an alluring aroma, and his appetite was already whetted.

How can he think about killing demons now? He just wants to make money... no, he just wants to barbecue.

“Conquer it, of course!” Feng Hao said softly.

"Are you sure?"

"You go and try first..."

Feng Hao looked at Sun Wukong with a smile on his face. There is a look of encouragement in it, which is like saying: I am optimistic about you, come on!

　"..."

The corner of Sun Wukong's mouth twitched slightly, and he regretted following Feng Hao into the misty land. The Suzaku soul condensed with fire above his head was brewing with increasing momentum. The stronger it gets, the lower and lower the surrounding temperature becomes, and the stronger the cold wind blows.

Sun Wukong wanted to go up and smash a stick, but the golden cudgel was acting as a bamboo stick to string up Suzaku's body and roast it, so there was no way to find out whether it was true or not.

"Brother Feng, why don't you try it? Just use your ax and strike it down with one blow. This monster will definitely die..." Sun Wukong blinked and said.

Woo woo

Seemingly feeling the arrogant attitude of Feng Hao and Sun Wukong, the Southern World Spirit in the air was extremely angry, and then swooped down, carrying the majestic and rich Yin Qi. Sweeping in.

Everywhere along the way, even the air seemed to be frozen.

It is said there that the Southern World Spirit should be in charge of fire, but after becoming a divine soul, it is so cold that it is completely opposite to fire, so cold that people's bones become stiff.

Looking at this scene, Feng Hao soared into the air, raised his right hand towards Sun Wukong's golden cudgel, and said sternly: "I'll lend you the golden cudgel!"

Phew!

Before Sun Wukong could nod in agreement, the golden cudgel that pierced the Suzaku corpse suddenly turned into a golden light and shot directly at Feng Hao. His obedience was simply beyond Sun Wukong's imagination.

　“This is my old grandson’s golden cudgel~”

Sun Wukong was about to cry but had no tears. The golden cudgel was born for him, and he never thought that one day he would fall into his arms.
< br /> How many years have they been in love?

She actually rebelled in front of him. At this moment, Sun Wukong felt very sad and wanted to cry!

Although Feng Hao was just borrowing it, But...it’s hard for Sun Wukong, who is a little bit mysophobic, to accept it.

I saw Feng Hao holding Sun Wukong’s golden hoop, gorgeously pulling out the stick flower, and facing him The soul of the southern world spirit was smashed away.

The golden cudgel is a magical weapon. It can beat not only the mortal body, but also the spirit and soul.

/> "I am the spirit of the southern world. You mortals destroyed my body, but now you still dare to compete with me? ”

A vicissitudes of time and timeless voice resounded throughout the sky.

“If you were at your peak, I might have some concerns, but at this moment you are It's too weak..."

Feng Hao sneered. His consciousness had already felt the opponent's strength. I don't know what caused it. The soul of the Southern World Spirit was very weak. As if it was incomplete.

Buzz!

And the bead turned into golden light in the heart of Feng Hao’s left hand shivered even more intensely, struggling to get away from Feng Hao. Hao’s palm.

“If you have the ability to let go of my soul pearl! ”

The Southern World Spirit’s eyes became more and more serious. If a group of ants hadn’t made a fire to roast its body, it might not have chosen to revive.

But as a World Spirit , Dignity will never allow mortals and ants to trample on it. Even if the body is destroyed, it should return to the southern realm. How can it enter the belly of a mortal.

"Soul Pearl? "

Feng Hao shook the palm of his left hand and realized that the golden light he caught was actually a soul bead.

As the name suggests, the soul bead is related to the soul. And Feng Hao sensed that the other party had lost something from the soul of the Southern World Spirit. Obviously... what he lost was the soul bead in his palm.

"If you want the soul bead, you must also Let’s see if you have the ability...”

Feng Hao wants to conquer the Southern Realm’s soul, because... he feels that the Southern Realm’s soul is one of the keys to reviving the heart of the world.

So he did not use the Pangu Ax to destroy it, but used the Golden Cudgel to attack. At least the Golden Cudgel was in his hand, and it should not be able to disperse the soul of the Southern Realm. It is good to teach it a lesson.