However, the phoenix was pitch black all over. Although its wings were red, it was as stained with blood, with a demonic aura, especially those eyes, which were even more bloodthirsty.

This phoenix is ​​extremely huge and lifelike, but it does not have any sacred energy, just like a fallen phoenix after being transformed into a demon.

"Blood Phoenix Transformation!"

With a loud roar, the blood phoenix flapped its huge wings and rushed directly to Chu Jingzhe.

The Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Demons are the supreme treasure book of the Heavenly Demon Palace. According to legend, each style is imitated by the strongest creatures or the strongest exercises. Each style is extremely powerful. If all the nine styles are cultivated and merged together, and after reaching the unity of the nine transformations, you will be truly invincible in the world.

The terrifying blood phoenix was covered with magic patterns, and storms formed as its flapping wings, shattering the entire void.

"Chee..."

A shrill hissing sounded across the world, and the blood phoenix opened its mouth and spewed out a flame. This flame was so terrifying that it directly covered the entire Yin-Yang map.

Although this flame cannot destroy the Yin-Yang diagram, it blocks it so as to be unable to cause damage to it in a short period of time.

In fact, it is mainly because Chu Jingzhe had experienced a fierce battle before, and his injuries had not recovered, and he could not exert all the power of the Yin-Yang Diagram. Otherwise, how could he be blocked by this flame?

Seeing the blood phoenix pounced on him, Chu Jingzhe looked solemn.

He slowly raised his right hand, and countless sword energy appeared out of thin air above the sky. These sword energy were of different shapes, and each of them emitted a peerless and sharp aura.

There are also some golden sword energy, which are very small, only three inches long, like golden needles, but the number is amazingly large and incalculable.

These were obtained by Chu Jingzhe who visualized the 100,000 magical swords in the sword tomb and the endless pine needles on the ancient pine tree.

Soon, these sword energy gathered together, and the entire sword body seemed to be burning, and the whole body was dazzling.

Finally, the giant sword was formed, and the sword tip pointed straight to the sky, exuding an invincible aura of looking down on the world and trying to break through the heavens.

"Shenshen, kill!" Chu Jingzhe shouted cold Zha, and the Shenshen Sword that ran across the sky immediately slashed down.

In an instant, this world turned into a sea of ​​sword energy. The sword fell and directly tore the blood phoenix into pieces. A shrill scream came, and the blood phoenix's body disintegrated in the air.

Then, Su Wudao's body fell from the air.

At this moment, his whole body was full of holes, blood was pouring on his body, and his spiritual consciousness was severely damaged, like a gossip.

Those terrifying sword energy have destroyed all his physical functions, and the reason why he is still alive is because he is half breath.

"I lost, but I still lost after all!" Su Wudao's eyes were dim and he murmured to himself.

He then took out a delicate rattle from the storage ring and held it carefully in his hand.

This is an ordinary rattle, usually for children to play with, and it seems that it has been for many years, but it has been preserved very well.

Looking at the exquisite and old rattle in his hand, a light appeared in Su Wudao's eyes, which seemed to evoke his long-lasting memories.

"I have never asked anyone in my life. Now, I beg you to send this thing back to Beiyuan Qingchuan and hand it over to Su Zhaocheng of the Su family!"

He took a hard step and walked towards Chu Jingzhe. Every step he took would exert all his strength.

Seeing this, Chu Jingzhe stepped forward and stretched out his right hand.

Su Wudao carefully put the rattle into Chu Jingzhe's hands, with a reluctant look in his eyes, as if it was the most precious thing in his life.

Chu Jingzhe took this exquisite rattle and saw two words written on it - Su Mo.

"That's my original name!" Su Wudao explained.

"But after I was selected by the Demon Palace, I watched as I was getting farther and farther away from the righteous path, and I was no longer worthy of using the name my parents gave me. I felt that it was a kind of blasphemy, so I named it Wudao!"

Chu Jingzhe nodded and tried to ask, "Do you need to bring any words?"

Although the two are the greatest enemies of life and death, Su Wudao is now in his dying state. Chu Jingzhe couldn't bear to refuse this small request.

What's more, putting aside his position, Su Wudao is actually a pitiful person.

Su Wudao spoke several times, but finally shook his head, "It's gone!"

His life can be described as sadness. When he was young, he was named a genius and was famous far and wide in Qingchuan City. I don’t know how many people say that the name of Qingchuan City will become famous all over the world because of him in the future.

At that time, he didn't understand these things. He just enjoyed the love of his parents and spent every day in happy laughter and joy.

However, when he was ten years old, the Demon Palace found him, and his fate changed from then on.

That day, he was taken away from his parents who loved him. At the beginning, he spent every day in fear, and even dreamed that he wanted to go home.

Unfortunately, he had no choice. Whenever the night was late, he would take out this rattle, and only then could he feel a little warmth.

Only Su Wudao himself understood that for a long time, this rattle became his only spiritual pillar.

He remembered it very clearly that this was done by his mother when he was four years old. Although he had not played much after growing up, he always kept it with him and regarded it as a treasure.

Later, after gradually becoming sensible, although he regained his freedom of movement and had quietly returned to Qingchuan City many times, he could only watch from a distance.

He had been unable to help but want to rush into the house countless times and hugged his parents and cried bitterly.

But reason told him that he could not do so.

Because this will bring them a disaster, and once their identity is exposed, they will be enemies of the whole world.

Fortunately, I don’t have to bear this anymore. I just hope that this rattle can bring the original self back to my parents’ arms.

"Actually, I envy you very much, but unfortunately, I have no choice!" At this time, Su Wudao's eyes were no longer as evil as before, and his whole temperament was also changing.

"Direction Palace, you ruined me!" Su Wudao's eyes were filled with sadness.

"Where is the headquarters of the Heavenly Demon Palace?" Chu Jingzhe asked.

There are two mysterious organizations in this world, one is the Heavenly Demon Palace and the other is the Temple of Slaughter.

Everyone in the world knows their existence, but outsiders do not know their traces except their core members.

Moreover, Chu Jingzhe was suspicious that the Jingtian Palace, which was razed to the ground by them last time, was most likely not the headquarters of the Temple of Slaughter.

"I only know the specific location in Kitahara, I don't know either!"

Chu Jingzhe also wanted to ask some information about the Heavenly Demon Palace, but when he saw Su Wudao's state, he directly gave up his thoughts.

Su Wudao came to the crater step by step, then turned his head and looked at Chu Jingzhe, and smiled and said, "If there is a next life, I still hope to be your opponent, but not your enemy!"

After saying that, he jumped and jumped towards the magma pool below the crater.

However, his body was still in mid-air and exploded directly, and endless sword energy burst out from his body.
Chapter completed!