Martial Emperor/C254 Phoenix God
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C254 Phoenix God

This is the ancient city from a long time ago!

Ye Heng was stunned for a moment, then he scanned his surroundings.

Sure enough, during this observation, Ye Heng had found many similar places.

Of course, there were also many different places. For example, Ye Heng had just caught a glimpse of a grand and magnificent palace that was 30 meters tall.

In the real world, this magnificent palace had already disappeared without a trace. There was only a pile of debris there.

Time was the most ruthless knife, anything in front of it could only be slaughtered.

No matter how magnificent and imposing it was now, after experiencing hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years, everything would be drowned in the long river of time.

Everything had its end. Even the strongest Essence Heart Stage experts standing at the top of the continent would die on that day.

Something that could maintain eternity did not exist.

Although the city Ye Heng saw at this moment was unusually prosperous, after countless years, which was the era where Ye Heng himself lived, this city had long become a lifeless ancient city.

Retracting his drifting thoughts, Ye Heng continued to look down.

At this moment, the leading old man wearing a strange robe strode to the altar and shouted with utmost sincerity.

Of course, Ye Heng still didn't understand what the old man was saying.

However, Ye Heng actually understood a word in the old man's words.

Obviously, Ye Heng couldn't understand it. But at this moment, he still understood the meaning of the word.

It was as if that word had spontaneously burst out from Ye Heng's mind. Understanding it seemed to have become an instinct.

"Phoenix God!"

Ye Heng stared straight at the burning flame on the altar. He could not help but mutter the word that he could understand.

When Ye Heng said the word 'Phoenix God', Ye Heng's vision changed, and he discovered that he had actually appeared on the altar.

To be precise, Ye Heng was at the center of the burning flame on the altar.

Raising his head to look outside, Ye Heng could clearly see the expressions of the people kneeling on the ground.

Each of them had a look of worship and devotion on their faces, and there was also a hint of madness in them.

Among such a large group of people, the old man in the lead was the most pious.

Perhaps the old man's sincerity could no longer be called pious. It could even be called madness.

In the next moment, after the old man in strange clothes shouted "Phoenix God. "

At this moment, everyone raised their hands high up and roared with all their strength.

"Phoenix God!"

"Phoenix God!!"

"Phoenix God!"

. . .

One after another, heart-wrenching cries reverberated in Ye Heng's ears like a tidal wave.

At this moment, an inexplicable feeling of achievement emerged from the bottom of Ye Heng's heart.

For some reason, Ye Heng suddenly felt that they seemed to be calling him 'Phoenix God'.

In the countless pairs of eyes, Ye Heng felt that he was already a warrior standing at the peak of the continent, naturally enjoying the worship of everyone.

In an instant, Ye Heng felt that his body seemed to have become a little lighter, as if he was floating in the air.

Moreover, a huge amount of power surged out of his body, as if he had really become a god.

At the same time, an extremely tempting voice echoed in Ye Heng's heart.

"Capture it and you will become the next Phoenix God!"

"Capture it and you will have supreme power!"

"Capture it, and you will be able to overlook all living things!"

That low and deep voice was like that demon's muttering, carrying a powerful enticement power.

At this moment, the scene around Ye Heng seemed to have fallen into a standstill of time. It was as if everyone was frozen in time, as if they were admiring something unusual, maintaining the movement they had just made.

In the center of Ye Heng's line of sight, there was a red bead about the size of a palm floating there.

"Dong. . . Dong. . . Dong!"

From the red bead came a dense throbbing, like a heart that was constantly beating.

"Didn't you want to save your mother? Capture it and you'll get what you want. "

The demonic voice echoed in Ye Heng's ears once again. At this moment, something suddenly appeared in Ye Heng's line of sight.

It was a crystal clear ice coffin, and a beautiful woman who looked like a fairy in a painting was lying on it. She was Ye Heng's mother.

Upon seeing this scene, Ye Heng felt as if his heart was being pulled. An indescribable pain was transmitted from his heart.

"Mother. . . "

Ye Heng couldn't help but mutter. At this moment, the corners of his eyes were suddenly filled with tears.

For more than three years, Ye Heng didn't see his mother again.

Now that he saw her again, it was naturally difficult for Ye Heng to suppress the longing in his heart.

Through the crystal clear ice coffin, one could clearly see the haggard appearance of the beautiful woman lying on the ground.

Seeing the strands of white hair mixed in the beautiful woman's jet black hair, Ye Heng's heart ached even more.

In his heart, Ye Heng couldn't help but stretch his hands towards the scarlet bead in front of him, hoping to obtain power to save his mother.

However, not long after he stretched his arms out, Ye Heng's arm suddenly stopped, and no longer moved an inch forward.

Because Ye Heng knew that there must be an equal price between things.

In this world, there was no free lunch.

It was because of this trace of rationality that Ye Heng stopped.

Furthermore, Ye Heng was suddenly a little shocked, and then began to doubt everything.

It was all because of this. It was just too strange, as if he had fallen into some kind of illusion.

Thinking of this, Ye Heng could not help but raise his spirits and became more alert.

As if he had sensed Ye Heng's hesitation, the voice that echoed in his heart changed the topic once again.

"Didn't you want to save your friend?"

Just as the tempting voice faded, Ye Heng's good friend, Lim Hua, appeared in front of him.

Lim Hua's empty left sleeve entered Ye Heng's sight, and his heart ached once again.

"As long as you catch it, you will become the Phoenix God. Saving your friend is just a piece of cake. "

The tempting voice sounded once again. At the same time, Lim Hua's figure blurred, and then he turned into the wolf masked man who had fought Ye Heng not long ago.

At this moment, wolf masked man's figure and Lim Hua's figure gradually overlapped in Ye Heng's sight.

This was just a guess in Ye Heng's mind. But at this moment, it was clearly displayed in front of his eyes.

When he thought of Lim Hua, Ye Heng thought of his broken left arm, and his heart couldn't help but feel guilty.

No matter what, the fact that Lim Hua lost his left arm had something to do with Ye Heng.

Thinking of Lim Hua's change and the last time they met, Ye Heng's heart couldn't calm down no matter what.

Lim Hua's change was too sudden and strange.

All signs indicated to Ye Heng that Lim Hua was very likely the guy wearing the wolf mask from the Ghost Sect.

Ye Heng should be happy about the change in his good friend's strength.

However, Ye Heng was very worried about such a change.

If it was only an increase in strength, Ye Heng wouldn't have any other feelings. He would certainly congratulate Lim Hua without any hesitation.

However, Ye Heng could keenly feel that apart from a tremendous change in Lim Hua's strength, his personality had also undergone a huge change.

Such a change filled Ye Heng with worry.

Ye Heng had an intuition that if he allowed this to happen, he and Lim Hua would surely walk further and further away, eventually walking on two different paths.

Perhaps at this time, Ye Heng and Lim Hua were already standing on two different paths.

Even if they had embarked on different paths, Ye Heng wouldn't say anything. However, if Lim Hua entered the Ghost Sect, they might have a chance to fight for a long time in the future.

The Hao Yuan Sect and the Ghost Sect had been sworn enemies for generations. Both of them wished they could get rid of each other as soon as possible.

Judging from what Ye Heng knew about the movement of the Ghost Sect, it was very likely that the Ghost Sect was plotting a great war.

Presumably, once the war started, the entire continent would be plunged into a bloody storm.

After all, whether it was the Hao Yuan Sect or the Ghost Sect, they were both one of the three major sects in the continent, and they represented the existence of the top forces in the world of martial arts.

Once these two major sects opened their eyes, the entire continent would become a battlefield.

When top warriors fought, they could even change the landscape.

One should know that an Essence Heart Stage warrior could destroy half of an empire with a wave of his hand.

If it was an Essence Image Stage warrior fighting, it would definitely reduce the number of empires on the continent by more than ten.

If Lim Hua really joined the Ghost Sect, Ye Heng would naturally pull him back.

Ye Heng would definitely do the same. For this, strength was indispensable.

"Capture it and you will do whatever you want. "

A tempting voice sounded once again, and it was a timed time.

At this moment, Ye Heng's heart was slightly shaken.

Although he knew that it was very likely to be fake, Ye Heng still had an idea of believing it.

Furthermore, this idea was getting more and more intense. In the end, Ye Heng couldn't suppress it no matter what.

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