Chapter 689: Encirclement and Suppression of Phoenix Temple

"You are not ashamed of your words. He is seriously injured. What kind of dragon is there? Kill him!"

The leading man in black drew his sword and shouted angrily, and everyone looked crazy.

"Am I seriously injured?" Bai Chen glanced at the group of people lightly, feeling sympathy for them.

In the instructions issued by the Grand Elder of the Phoenix Temple, it was rumored that Bai Chen was seriously injured. As long as he was captured, he would be rewarded heavily and would be directly promoted to the position of elder of the Phoenix Temple.

Such benefits and inducements completely overwhelmed their sanity. Poor them, as outer disciples, they did not know until their death that they could be deceived by the great elder.

Dozens of men in black only had a moment of confrontation with Bai Chen, and they fell miserably into a pool of blood.

The rain was dyed red, and the rainbow beasts trampled past them mercilessly. They dedicated their most precious lives to the Phoenix Temple, and they only stopped Bai Chen for a moment to breathe...

Although there are not many inner disciples in the Phoenix Temple, the number of outer disciples has reached a terrifying figure. Bai Chen and Xia Daotian encountered forty-three interceptions along the way from Yuhe to Cangxia Pass, and killed Feng. There are more than a thousand disciples from the outer sect of the temple, and it can be said that there is a river of blood.

…

A few days later, Bai Chen and the two of them had arrived at the desert in the west of Fengyan Dynasty. As long as they passed through this extremely vast desert, they could leave here.

Facing the dozen or so powerful men wearing phoenix robes in front of him, Bai Chen rode a rainbow beast and looked helplessly at Xia Daotian beside him: "Old Xia, why do you think these people from the Phoenix Temple are like flies? , can’t even finish taking pictures?”

"Hehe, don't say that, boss, these people in front of you are all spiritual beings, and where are the inner disciples of Phoenix Temple~" Xia Daotian agreed with a strange tone.

"Oh, if you didn't tell me, I almost didn't realize that they were spiritual beings, first-time spiritual realm, tsk tsk, it turns out that the inner disciples of Phoenix Temple are so weak."

"Hey, boss, look at what you said, this is the famous Phoenix Temple after all."

Seeing the two singing in harmony, everyone in front of them looked at each other, and the leader's face turned gloomy: "Bai Chen, you have been seriously injured and died frequently, so don't hold on here, just die!"

As the man shouted loudly, more than a dozen sharp swords instantly cut across the sand waves, stabbing at Bai Chen's direction at extremely tricky angles.

Jian Gang's foothold was extremely clever, and it happened to completely block all angles through which Bai Chen could escape. In this way, he became the turtle in the urn.

But……

Holding the reins with both hands, Bai Chen glanced at everyone as if looking at an idiot, and immediately grinned, spitting out endless mockery and contempt.

"idiot."

An invisible storm suddenly rolled up from Bai Chen's body. The moment those long swords penetrated the storm, they exploded into powder.

Upon seeing this, the people in the Phoenix Temple couldn't help but be shocked: "What's going on with this terrifying power? Isn't he seriously injured?"

"Could it be that... the Great Elder lied to us?!"

"No! Run!"

While they were gasping for breath, they figured out the truth of the matter. Endless fear immediately surged into their hearts, and they ran away.

"Hehe, it's too late..." A sinister sneer suddenly resounded, and the Fengshen Sword that Bai Chen had held in his hand at some unknown time suddenly erupted into a sword shadow, as fast as lightning, with blood all over the sky. , flickering out and returning invisible.

When the Fengshen Sword was sheathed again, those people from the Phoenix Temple had already fallen into a pool of blood. They could not close their eyes until they died...

Looking up at the endless yellow sand in the lonely desert, Bai Chen narrowed his eyes and showed a hint of urgency on his face: "In a short time, after passing through here, we will be able to leave the Fengyan Dynasty."

"Well! Then let's...ah!"

Before Xia Daotian could react, he was picked up by Bai Chen like a rabbit, and then flew into the air, directly into the sky.

Rainbow Beast is not good at running in the desert, so in the last sprint, Bai Chen directly chose to fly over!

…

To the north of the capital, there are endless mountains and seas, among which, hidden among the clouds and mist, is the temple that everyone marvels at - the Phoenix Temple!

At this time, in the splendid hall of Phoenix Temple, a white-haired man wearing a red robe sat alone on the Phoenix King's chair. His face was a little old, but his aura was a little vague and uncertain, giving people a strange feeling. Unpredictable feeling.

He is the Lord of the Phoenix Temple - King Phoenix!

At this time, Feng Wang was looking with great interest at the man kowtowing on the ground in front of the palace. His plain voice, with a touch of coldness, suddenly sounded: "Ling Can, you failed last time, this time Just don’t go out and embarrass yourself again.”

After hearing what King Feng said, Ling Can clenched his fists and said unwillingly: "Palace Master, last time it was because Miao Chengfeng did something bad, so I..."

"So, the White Emperor who was about to join our Phoenix Temple was beheaded by that young boy who only had the realm of reincarnation, right~" A feminine voice suddenly came from outside the temple, making Ling Can's face suddenly sink.

"Hahaha, Qingyang, you are finally out of seclusion." King Feng narrowed his eyes and glanced at the slender man in white, with admiration in his eyes.

"Meet the Palace Master!" The man in white bowed respectfully to King Feng. His arrogance instantly disappeared from his face, leaving only deep respect.

"Ice Phoenix... Qingyang!"

Seeing the man in white, Ling Can gritted his teeth, the anger in his eyes undisguised.

"Hey, the famous Shadow Phoenix, I just came out of seclusion, and I heard that you couldn't even stop a young boy in his early twenties, and in the end you escaped with serious injuries. This is really... great news, hahaha Ha ha--"

"Are you happy?" Ling Can stood up and looked straight at Qingyang, feeling the spiritual energy in his body become inexplicably restless.

Feeling Ling Can's majestic and moving spiritual power fluctuations, Qingyang was not afraid at all, but instead had a provocative look on his face: "Of course I am happy. As long as you are defeated, I will be happy!"

"Oh, I just ran into Miao Chengfeng and was defeated, otherwise Bai Chen and Hades would be dead by now!"

"Oh my, Miao Chengfeng~ If you didn't mention this old guy, I would have forgotten about him. But didn't he receive a palm from Zi Liuli and turn into a sluggish old man? What, you are actually Can’t even defeat an ordinary old man?”

"Ordinary old man?" Ling Can glared angrily: "Do you want to give it a try?"

"So what if you try? He's just a has-been old man. I don't even need to be serious about beating him!" Qingyang linked arms with a look of disdain.

"Why, what do you mean by this, do you think you are better than me?"

"Is not it?"

The confrontation between the two caused the hall to be covered by two majestic spiritual powers of the Star Sea Realm. Under this dense and heavy spiritual pressure, King Feng rested his chin on his hands, as if watching a play, with wrinkles on his face. He stretched out a somewhat charming smile.