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As a Saint Child, he naturally had his own pride. It was also because of this that he never let Son-of-Saint of Silver Winged interfere with his fight with Ye Hao.

The latter was clearly of the same mind and did not wish to join hands with Lin Xuan. After all, if this were to spread, the two of them, the Holy Son, would besiege a Slave Cultivator together.

But now, as the image of the ancient mirror appeared behind Ye Hao, not only Lin Xuan, but even Son-of-Saint of Silver Winged was enveloped by an unprecedented sense of danger as he felt chills down his spine.

How could a mere Slave Cultivator's Dao soul be so terrifying?

Of course, Son-of-Saint of Silver Winged didn't have the time to think about it. The moment Lin Xuan's words came out, the wings behind him suddenly quivered and he shot towards the young man like an arrow.

In front of him were seven Black Fiend Demon Spirits, and behind them was Son-of-Saint of Silver Winged. It could be said that he was going to kill them all. However, Ye Hao did not panic in the slightest, and instead spat out two words in an indifferent manner.

"Too late."

Ye Hao's expression became serious as he formed a seal with his fingers. Suddenly, the image of the ancient mirror behind him exploded into a bright red light that shot up into the sky like a vertical magma. At the same time, a sound that seemed to bring about a great pressure suddenly rang out.

The cry shook the heavens, as if it were the emperor of all birds. It was as if it could directly strike at the soul, causing the hearts of everyone present to tremble violently.

Lin Xuan's face was hideous and pale as he controlled the seven evil spirits to charge towards Ye Hao. Son-of-Saint of Silver Winged also had a look of fear on his face as he pushed his speed to the limit.

Boom!

However, before the two of them could even get close, the image of a giant bird charged out of the red light. However, before the two of them could get close, the image of a giant bird charged out of the red light.

"This is …"

Lin Xuan widened his eyes in disbelief.

"True Phoenix!"

Son-of-Saint of Silver Winged's scalp went numb as he screamed. A terrifying pressure that he had never felt before caused his body to stiffen like a frightened bird.

It could be said that it was the supreme existence of the demon race, reputed to be a natural born supreme being just like the True Dragon. As long as the Peerless Emperor Demon passed through its infancy and truly grew up, it would be able to easily step into the Paramount Stage, becoming a Demon Emperor's Dao Fruit, and very few people in the world would dare to provoke it.

This kind of creature had disappeared since the ancient times. How could it still appear now?

"This is an existence similar to an artifact spirit, and not a living being in its true meaning!" Wu Tie yelled. Although he was similarly terrified in his heart, he wasn't like Son-of-Saint of Silver Winged, who was completely disrupted due to his bloodline.

Most importantly, the True Phoenix shadow that was emitting a terrifying pressure was flying towards him, bringing with it a blazing fire that covered the sky.

Judging from the terrifying aura that the shadow was emitting, even if he was Son-of-Saint Level Expert, he might still be in danger of death.

"Block it for me!"

Lin Xuan fought with his life on the line, directly spitting out Blood Essence s, his face turned pale at the same time, the seven evil spirits roared ferociously, their momentum skyrocketing.

Boom!

Rumbling sounds that shook the heavens and earth erupted as the True Phoenix simulacrum collided with the seven baleful spirits. The blazing flames burned the three baleful spirits into nothingness, but the remaining four baleful spirits bit at the True Phoenix without fear of death, like deranged Demonic Beast s.

"How troublesome." Ye Hao's expression was solemn. The strength of a heaven's pride expert with Son-of-Saint Level was beyond his imagination, "If it's a complete Nine Phoenix Mirror, how could it allow you, these Evil Spirits, to act so arrogantly?"

The Nine Phoenix Mirror, it was said that Ancient Emperor of Xuanhuang had found nine of the dead phoenix eggs and used their great ability to refine them.

Strictly speaking, that True Phoenix simulacrum was not a pure True Phoenix soul. However, if it was a complete Nine Phoenix Mirror, there would be a total of nine True Phoenix phantoms within it, and their overall explosive power would definitely not lose out to the Dragon King Knife. In the ancient era, they had once burned the heavens, with an illustrious reputation.

But regretfully, the Nine Phoenix Mirror that Ye Hao refined did not have a soul fragment similar to the Dragon King Knife, so it could only summon a true phoenix shadow, which greatly reduced its power.

"However, the Nine Phoenix Mirror is one of the foundations of the Xuanhuang Heavenly Arts, even if it is incomplete, its power will not stop here." Ye Hao laughed coldly in his heart. He suddenly formed a hand seal and the ancient mirror image behind him slightly rotated. The mirror suddenly aimed at the four baleful spirits and Wu Tie stood a distance away.

In the blink of an eye, the sense of life and death in Lin Xuan's mind caused his scalp to go numb. The idea of escaping frantically appeared in his heart.1

However, before he could do anything, a scarlet Divine Light, like a pillar in the sky, exploded with a terrifying heat.

"No …"

Lin Xuan screamed in fear, but was instantly drowned by the scarlet pillar of light. The four evil spirits seemed to have vaporized and disappeared with a roar, leaving behind only the image of the True Phoenix, which seemed to have been reborn from the flames, as it flapped its wings inside the pillar of light.

All of this happened in the time it took for two to three breaths. The moment the crimson red Divine Light exploded, Ye Hao did not even spare Lin Xuan a glance as he turned around and threw a punch at Son-of-Saint of Silver Winged, who was trying his best to get close.

Bang!

Terrifying force swept out and Son-of-Saint of Silver Winged flew backwards like a bird with its wings folded. At the same time, his face was filled with intense fear: "You …" You actually killed Lin Xuan... "You actually dare to kill Lin Xuan!"

Lin Xuan was slightly stronger than him, but Son-of-Saint of Silver Winged had lost all will to fight after being killed by the young man. Son-of-Saint of Silver Winged only wanted to escape.

"Not to mention him, even you and I dare to kill him." Ye Hao's breathing hastened, but he still shouted in a low voice, "Fallen-Immortal Bow, condense!"

Weng! *

Suddenly, an enormous illusory bow appeared in his palm, exuding an ancient and boundless aura.

There was a divine tree in the world that was superior to the primal chaos. Its name was known to be Fusang, and it connected the heaven and earth. It was rumored that this Fallen-Immortal Bow was created by Ancient Emperor of Xuanhuang from a Fusang branch back then.

Ye Hao held the bow in his left hand and did not have any arrows. However, as he pulled the string with his right hand, the surrounding Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth began to gather frantically. In a short moment, a golden arrow that seemed to be able to shoot down stars and kill true Immortals, was formed.

Son-of-Saint of Silver Winged trembled as his entire body turned cold. The terrifying Qi Mechanism s on the arrow made his body rumble, as if his blood had stopped flowing.

In the face of such indescribable danger, he didn't hesitate in the slightest. He flapped his wings and shouted in an attempt to escape.

Boom!

Ye Hao released the bowstring, and an earth-shattering sound exploded out. The air was filled with a shrill scream as a golden image sliced through space, leaving behind a long black crack, which instantly pierced through Son-of-Saint of Silver Winged's chest.

Son-of-Saint of Silver Winged cried out in fear. He flapped his wings crazily like a goose that was shot, but his whole body still fell down weakly.

Swish!

Ye Hao's body flashed as he dashed towards the distance. Son-of-Saint of Silver Winged's chest exploded and was badly mutilated, but he still struggled to get up and flee.

When he saw Ye Hao, an unprecedented fear appeared in his eyes. The Slave Cultivator in front of him, whom he originally despised with disdain, was now Wu Tie's killer.

"Don't... Don't kill me, kill me! The Silver Wing Clan won't let you off! " Son-of-Saint of Silver Winged screamed out in fear, begging for mercy for the first time in his life.

Looking at the originally haughty and overbearing Son-of-Saint Level Heaven's Pride begging for mercy in fear, Ye Hao's black eyes did not move at all. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and asked: "After entering the Burning Fire Cemetery, have you seen Ao Hongchen before?"

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