Chapter 809                                                             

"Are I destined to be here today?" Wang Teng really roared past ten thousand horses in his heart.

He survived countless storms and waves. If he died under a divine bird and became blood food, it would be really unwilling.

boom!

However, just when the claws were about four or five meters away from Wang Teng's head, suddenly, in the depths of this volcano, a vast aura that was terrifying and indescribable immediately erupted, just like a hundred thousand volcanoes collapsed at the same time. The universe trembled, and the end of the world was fiery red and extremely gorgeous.

"It's the breath of Xuanzu." When he noticed this breath, the red divine bird immediately added a hint of joy to his tone and turned around and watched.

You can see that in the sky deep in the volcano, there is a huge projection of divine birds, just like the awakening of the supreme birds, with vigorous blood and energy surging the eight wildernesses!

"cry!"

At the same time, not long after, a bird's voice filled with vicissitudes of life came from the depths of the volcano, as if it was summoning something.

The Red Divine Bird immediately stopped attacking and looked back, with a little hesitation in his expression. Finally, after a while, the sound of summoning became more and more rapid.

It also had to temporarily put aside its killing of Wang Teng, turned viciously and said to Wang Teng: "Boy, you are lucky today. I will spare your life for the time being. Don't let me see you again next time." After saying this, the red bird flapped its wings and turned directly into a stream of light and flew into the depths of the volcano.

Not long after it left, the blockade of the void automatically collapsed, and Wang Teng finally regained his freedom.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and Wang Teng couldn't help but wiped the sweat from his forehead in a terror. It felt like he had walked from the gate of hell, and a large area of ​​his back was wet with sweat.

Fortunately, some changes occurred, otherwise he would have been in great danger just now.

"What exactly awakened in the depths of the volcano?" After a few breaths, Wang Teng calmed down and could not help but cast his slightly surprised gaze deep into the volcano, his eyes narrowed and murmured to himself.

Even though the distance was far away, he could feel a overwhelming pressure emanating from it, leaving a thick shadow in his heart.

It seemed as if the distance was too close and the huge phantom was noticed by the mountain, a look would be enough to kill him.

The aura was so terrifying, it was like the awakening of the sleeping Supreme.

"This volcano is not simple. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time to avoid any changes." After looking at it for a while, Wang Teng saw that he really couldn't see any tricks, so he could only shake his head and press down on these.

Although he wanted to get close to see what was going on deep down, he had no choice but to endure it.

My life is very lucky to be back. If something happens to you and throw it away, it would be unfair.

Thinking of this, Wang Teng stopped hesitating. He looked back at the direction, then pursed his lips, shook his head and sighed, and turned into a stream of light and flew away from afar.

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The next day, the sun shone brightly and the light of dawn fell into the room.

Zhenghe woke up from meditation, and in the room, he washed up briefly before opening the door.

Opposite his room, it was actually Wang Teng's room. Thinking of Wang Teng being chased by Hua Wuming last night and leaving the Kuhua City, Zhenghe couldn't help but feel a little heavy.

He clasped his hands together and said sadly, "Donor Wang Teng, I hope that you will have a lucky person and will successfully escape this disaster."

If Wang Teng really had bad news, it would have happened with him, and he really had no face to go back and explain to the sect's sect.

However, although he said "hope", he knew clearly in his heart that this was just a luxury.

Under the pursuit of a powerful human hero like Hua Wuming, Wang Teng's chance of escape was almost zero, so 99% of Wang Teng has fallen into the devil's claws now.

"If Hua Wuming did not kill you immediately, but chose to punish you with Wu Qingcheng on the birthday of the Virgin Mary of Pear Blossom, I will definitely find a way to save you at that time." Zhenghe recited the Buddha's name and looked at Wang Teng's room, and couldn't help but bend down.

"Squeak!"

However, just as he bent down, he saw that the originally closed door was a sound of opening.

Then a very familiar young man's voice sounded.

"My master, it's early!"

Hearing this voice, he was stunned when he felt like he was hit by five thunder. After a long time, he slowly looked up and looked at the man who appeared out of thin air in front of him.

The man looked firm and had a deep eyes. At this moment, he looked at him with a soft smile.

Who is this person not Wang Teng?

"Donor Wang Teng, you..." Zhenghe was stunned for a long time before speaking with some difficulty, and his expression was still full of confusion.

Wasn’t he chased by Hua Wuming?

How did you appear in the room again early in the morning?

Wang Teng stretched and pulled Zhenghe downstairs.

While having dinner, he talked about what happened yesterday to Zhenghe. Zhenghe couldn't help but be amazed and praised Wang Teng as a person who had a natural appearance in Ji people.

Breakfast is just some soy milk, buns, and fried dough sticks. It is very simple, but very delicious.

Wang Teng and Zhenghe were in the lobby on the second floor, eating with relish. Perhaps because they almost died yesterday, they were in a very comfortable mood.

"By the way, the red divine bird you encountered yesterday may be the legendary Suzaku clan." Zhenghe frowned and pondered for a while, and said.

"The Vermilion Bird Clan?" Wang Teng almost spit out the fried dough sticks that had just eaten.

This is a famous divine beast clan, as famous as your dragon clan, qilin, and phoenix.

"Well, with other divine beast races, the Vermilion Bird tribe seems more mysterious, because the members of this race have always lived in the underground flames, wandering in the deepest part of the earth layer, without a clear trace, and it is almost impossible for ordinary people to see them."

Zhenghe nodded. As a disciple in Buddhism, some of the information he had mastered was naturally much more common people.

Even the Suzaku tribe has certain records.

"The big bird said that Grandma Que was his Xuan Ancestor eight thousand years ago. In fact, Grandma Que is a member of the Vermilion Bird clan. This has always been a secret. Few people on the mainland know about it. This is what my Buddhist predecessor said. It is true. Just based on this point alone, the red bird must be the Vermilion Bird clan."

In addition, that volcano, I have never heard of any extremely powerful ferocious birds appearing and suddenly appearing out as masters as red birds, which is very strange.

Only the world that the Suzaku tribe lives under the center of the earth, with its vague and uncertain place, will appear silently.
Chapter completed!