It turns out that I am the hero [Transmigration Book]

The moment the jade wrench finger was in his hand, the spiritual sea in his mind seemed to be invaded by something, and there were many more things that did not belong to his memory.

Rong Yu clenched the finger in his hand, and his heart, which had become empty due to a self-destruct, could not make any more waves.

All the monks stared at the sky, never expecting that they would rub shoulders with the god of death, but in the end it was the devil they had always hated that saved them!

The people present couldn't tell who was sad and who was lamenting. Some people felt that they would survive the catastrophe, while others were gloating!

Some people had greedy thoughts again, and some people gave up their thoughts completely.

Seeing the radiance pouring down from the sky, everyone forgot to speak.

People from the devil world, people from the righteous way.

Condensed Cream was seriously injured by Thunder, and there was still blood on the corner of her mouth. She looked at the sky with a confused look on her face.

Xie Beiying's face was pale, and there was no smile on her face.

Qing Han hurts, but is even more worried.

He looked at Rong Yu, Mo Zun blew himself up and destroyed his eyes, he was more hopeless than anyone else!

Even though he was bathed in a golden light, his whole body was full of grayness. He didn't cry, he never cried, at least Qinghan had never seen it before.

But now, the eyes of the man whose mountains and rivers collapsed and remained calm were filled with blood, which was different from the blood that overflowed when he was angry, but a dark red that was extremely sad but at a loss.

He was just holding the jade wrench and standing there stupidly.

Suddenly someone said: "Then... what is that?"

"Look at it!"

Everyone raised their heads upon hearing the sound, only to see a cloud of black mist growing infinitely amidst the golden radiance. He seemed to be trying to capture the falling golden light, devouring the light bit by bit.

"Yes...it's Saint Zhifeng! He's not dead yet!"

There was an uproar in the crowd, and the voices of panic kept ringing out. After experiencing life and death, the already fragile hearts were shaken again.

Most people's first reaction is to run away. Without the restraint of the formation, they no longer have the only choice of waiting to die!

When several spiritual lights rushed out of Yilingmen, a silver sword shadow hit the sky directly, and when it approached the black mist, hundreds of sword shadows were formed, spinning at high speed to form a disc, which swallowed up the black mist like a whirlpool.

Leng Ningshuang suddenly lowered her head, before seeing what Rongyu had done, Bai Ying flew into the sky and was already submerged in the sea of ​​flames!

The fire swelled and diffused like smoke, and the golden fire was suddenly mixed with a bit of purple. As the brilliance stopped falling, the purple light became more and more intense, and gradually turned into purple black. The steaming flames engulfed Rong Yu's body , the fire that surrounded him did not burn him at all.

He forgot how he got up there. When the black mist appeared, he had only one thought in his mind, revenge.

You can return to the same place with that person if you go to the end together!

This is the fire of Nirvana, the nemesis of the soul. Fu Sheng's body was destroyed, leaving only a strong soul. Like a hundred years ago, he wanted to escape and find a body to take away. Rong Yu trapped him in the fire and burned until death.

There was a price to pay for his sleepiness, he thought he would die like this, but suddenly he was wrapped in warmth, and the familiar spiritual consciousness surrounded him.

This purple-black sea of ​​flames is protecting him?

A ray of light lit up in his empty pupils, and then magnified infinitely, and his dead heart came back to life!

In front of him, there seemed to be something shaking in the bright and dazzling firelight, the golden light shone slightly, something touched his fingertips, he lowered his head slightly, a red bone whip was wrapped around his hand flexibly, a kind of Excited emotions are transmitted from the touch to his brain.

Above the sea of ​​flames, phantoms condensed and gradually turned into entities.

With a sound of Fengming hitting the air, Rong Yu only felt a buzzing in his head, and raised his head subconsciously.

In an instant, the flames converged, and the sky glowed in all directions, full of brilliance!

Amidst the exclamation, a ray of purple light shot straight into the sky in the sea of ​​flames. Above the nine heavens, the folded wings spread out in an instant. The purple wings seemed to be on fire, and five long tail feathers followed the body of the bird in the air. Five traces of raging flames were drawn, and the crest feathers on the top of the head also shone with purple light. After the flying birds shrouded in flames circled around the sky for a few times, the people on the ground finally saw clearly what was flying out of the flames.

The chicken head, swallow jaw, snake neck, turtle back, fish tail, and crystal purple all over are in the shape of a phoenix!

Phoenix Nirvana, reborn from ashes!

Someone recognized it, and said loudly: "The phoenix...is a divine bird, a divine bird of a bird!"

"It's the son of the divine phoenix!"

"..."

The passionate voice was noisy, Condensed Frost raised his hand impatiently, and ice appeared out of thin air, sealing the mouth of the screaming person, regardless of the seriousness of the injury, the whole person flew off the ground.

The son of the phoenix, the red one is the red bird, the yellow one is the pheasant, the green one is the green luan, and the white one is the swan. The purple phoenix is ​​the phoenix.

A moment ago, my heart was as cold as ice, but now it is as hot as fire!

Under the attention of all the people, the divine bird soaring in the sky suddenly turned into a human form in the air, and was taken into the arms of the person just after falling an inch.

Rong Yu didn't dare to use force, and held the person in his arms with trembling hands, as stiff as a piece of wood, for fear that if more force was used, the person in his arms would shatter.

Ning Ningshuang came up to meet him, saw the person in his arms clearly, and felt mixed feelings in his heart, unable to tell what it was like.

Soon after, the glow in the sky dissipated, the sea of ​​fire disappeared, and the sun returned to the earth. Countless orthodox monks were thrown out of Yilingmen.

The enchantment restarted, and Yi Lingmen was severely damaged, especially the righteous sect. In a short period of time, even though the enchantment was relatively "fragile", no one dared to disturb the cleanliness of Yi Ling's clan.

That day the phoenix bird turned into a human form, although it was just a quick glance, many people still recognized that the divine bird was the Demon Lord who blew himself up to break the formation and died together with Saint Zhifeng.

For a moment, the devil they dreaded and hated became their savior, and he even became the son of the admirable phoenix. The monks who had been to Yilingmen were worried that people from the devil world would retaliate against them, but at the same time they did not Willing to plot how to break Yi Lingmen's barrier again.

People are like this, greedy, selfish, and cowardly.

There are people with bad intentions everywhere. People who are good at disguising don't want you to know, so it's hard for you to see it.

Only strength is the only thing you can trust.

In Yilingmen, it was still the small wooden house, which experienced a great battle due to the extensive construction, but only the wooden house they had been living in before was not damaged at all. After the others left, Geng Yan was placed here.

Outside the wooden house, beside a Qi Nuanyu round table, Rong Yu sat on the stone bench and looked at the jade wrench in his hand, it was crystal clear and warm to the touch, but he couldn't tell what it was made of.

The information that came to his mind when he first held it in his hand came to his mind one by one, and he couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly.

There were footsteps approaching, stepping on the lush lawn, walking in front of him.

"He's all right, he woke up after sleeping enough."

Rong Yu paused slightly as he rubbed his fingers, and pondered: "How is the elder?"

With tiredness on her face, Wan Yue said softly, "No problem."

"..."

The clansmen were killed and injured countless times, and the elders were naturally not spared. The elder of the ancient tree is a thousand-year-old sacred tree. He was born with wisdom, but did not change form. He always maintained the state of a plant, trapped himself in a corner, and guarded the entire Yi Ling A family of people.

Rong Yu didn't want to ask more questions, and the aunt and nephew had nothing to say, so he put away the jade wrench in his hand and got up to go back to the cabin.

Wan Yue suddenly said: "Can... let me meet her?"

Looking up at the sky that day, the Zuiying sword came out of its sheath, destroying the soul of Saint Zhifeng. She clearly felt that the aura that she thought had disappeared was actually hidden in the blade all along.

Rong Yu paused, turned around and looked at her, turned his palms up, grasped the hilt of Zui Ying's sword, and handed it to her.

Wan Yue's fingertips trembled, a little surprised that he gave it so simply, but reached out to take it without hesitation: "...Thank you."

Rong Yu turned around and left.

After experiencing real despair, he realized that the previous attachments, obsessions, and stubbornness were actually so insignificant in front of life.

He insisted on guarding the dignity and refused to recognize the identity of the Yi Ling clan. When he decided to give up his life, he didn't think of it at all.

Perhaps in his heart, these are no longer important.

He didn't care when the people outside left, he pushed open the door of the cabin, and on the plain wooden couch without any special additions lay the person he found from despair.

In the past two days when Geng Yan was in a coma, he thought about it alone.

Fu Sheng, the predecessor of the resurrection Phoenix, did not hesitate to sacrifice the common people in the world. Everyone thought this was wrong, but if there was a glimmer of life, he might make the same choice.

When Geng Yan asked him, when he asked him, he couldn't open his mouth, but even if he could open his mouth, he wouldn't agree.

Even if he falls into the abyss, even if he falls into hell forever, as long as he can get back the person in his heart, he will not regret it.

With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open, he raised his eyes calmly, and when he saw the empty wooden couch, he also froze calmly.

The couch was missing the person who had been lying down properly for the past few days, and there was a purple... bird on the side of the pillow.

It is not quite accurate to call it a bird. He also has beautiful down feathers, with a small crown feather on his head and a long tail feather trailing behind him. If it is magnified dozens of times, it will be the same as the divine bird that reborn from the fire that day. Dawn is exactly the same.

When Feng Niao saw the figure outside the wooden door, her body stiffened inaudibly, and her dark eyes blinked very agilely.

After finally regaining control of her body, Rong Yu walked towards the wooden couch.

The little bird, without any resistance, let him hold it in his hands. The fine and soft down feathers were lightly pressed against the palm of his hand, and the sharp claws of the phoenix retracted spontaneously when he held him up. .

The long tail feathers hang down from between the fingers, against the sunlight coming in from the window, the feathers formed by different purple colors are shining brightly in the sunlight.

Rong Yu held him in his arms and remained motionless. After a while, he said softly, "Let me see you, I'm not angry."

"..."

Geng Yan blinked again, and suddenly turned his head to the side.

Only fools believe.

Last time he was so angry that he almost punched him. This time he almost killed him. Can this person let him go?

In short, hide as long as you can, and now this appearance is much safer than the human form.

"I'll show you again when you're not angry."

Rong Yu: "..."