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The scalded skin and flesh quickly returned to their original state.

Zhang Ping stopped, motionless.

The sword kept falling.

The sea of ​​flames rose higher and higher, gradually covering Zhang Ping and Li Fengling, who was well protected by spiritual power.

It is said to be a sea of ​​fire, but it is an extremely strong flame.

The flames are as high as many people, Zhang Ping is like a matchhead in a match, quietly waiting to die in the swaying flames.

"Oh, poor man, tsk tsk tsk..."

Phoenix's unconcealed taunt echoed throughout the sea of ​​flames and swords.

"You don't cherish the last chance, so what can I say about you?"

Maybe it was really pity for the dead Zhang Ping, or maybe it was to show off its design, Phoenix was a little chattering.

"Actually, if you let go of the sea of ​​consciousness earlier, there won't be so many things."

"Who gave you that person's blood?"

"You, don't blame me, after all, in order to escape this cage, I have to do this."

"What's my fault? I have been tortured for 2000 years in order to take the step from Dao Habitat to Desolate Ancient Land..."

"You said, if there is finally a chance to escape, will you not seize it?"

"This world is really unfair..."

The voice was actually a little deep, as if he really saw Fenghuang talking in a dejected manner.

"You are in a small Wangqi realm, because you have that person's blood, you can resist the attack of two high realms."

"And I, the acme of the world, in the ancient desolate realm, will be locked here to provide my blood for those bugs!"

There was anger in the deep voice.

After all, Zhang Ping has never disclosed the system to the public, and Phoenix attributes all of Zhang Ping's incredible strength to the so-called "blood".

"So, I just want to ask you for a small, insignificant help."

"But you rejected me."

"Tsk tsk tsk."

"Then I can only pin my hopes on your childhood sweetheart."

The voice returned to frivolity again, and it seemed to be shaking its head in the dark, ecstasy.

"Don't tell me, this little girl is quite suitable for me."

"It's just that my temper is a bit strong, and even I almost fell."

"Really, if I am the master of life in the ancient desolate realm, if I fall on this little girl in the quenching realm, then I really don't have to live."

"But Ao Zijin made a move, Zhang Ping, Zhang Ping, after going around, you still fell into my hands."

"Nine Heavens Prison, Nine Heavens Prison, more than nine deaths are enough..."

"If you don't grind you until you are obedient, just hold your little princess and stay there!"

"It's time to start a new round, enjoy death..."

"Hahahaha!"

Sick and manic laughter filled every flame.

The flames seemed unable to bear the madness, and kept exploding in the air with bang bang noises.

"Bibiba, Bibiba, I really want to tear your beak off."

In the raging fire, Zhang Ping's impatient voice came out.

Zhang Ping yelled angrily, and pulled out the sword stuck in his body with his restored right hand.

The sword shot out and collided with the weapon that fell from above.

The fluctuations generated by the strong impact swept away the raging fire surrounding Zhang Ping.

In the center of the flames, Zhang Ping, who was holding Li Fengling wrapped in spiritual energy, was unharmed.

"What's going on! What have you done!"

Out of sight, the phoenix screamed.

"none of your business!"

Zhang Ping shook his hand that had recovered from the burn, avoided the sharpness on the top of his head, and grabbed a falling knife casually.

The ordinary magic-killing knife technique swirled and danced in Zhang Ping's hands.

Like a big windmill, it directly blows away the flames in front of it, flattening a road.

Even the weapons that fell from above were all blocked by the airtight sword.

"No, it's not like that!"

Phoenix's voice was extremely impatient.

"Impossible! How can you be fine!"

The sea of ​​fire seemed to be responding to Phoenix's anxiety, becoming raging and majestic.

However, whenever Zhang Ping's skin was damaged, the Nirvana effect would be activated directly, leaving no fiery red.

Zhang Ping walked forward step by step, the beating heart was getting closer and closer to him.

"No! Damn, it's not like that! You stop!"

Zhang Ping didn't pay any attention, and went straight forward.

The huge heart is beating, and life energy is constantly overflowing.

Feeling the majestic vitality, Zhang Ping stretched out his right hand to grab it.

Amid the screams of the phoenix, the golden heart shrank continuously in Zhang Ping's hands, finally taking the shape of an apple.

"Sure enough, my guess is right. Your so-called Phoenix Fire Nine Heavens Prison is just a slightly intelligent AI, and it cannot be controlled by you at all."

Zhang Ping held the heart, turned around and said.

The sea of ​​fire, swords and weapons all disappeared, and Zhang Ping only had the bluestone road in front of him.

Although Nirvana can quickly recover from injuries, the pain suffered cannot be avoided.

And after getting rid of the threat of death, Zhang Ping recovered all his memories amidst the constant refreshment of painful stimulation.

With the assistance of the system, Zhang Ping appeared in his memory like a bystander.

He saw himself waking up on the bluestone slab with a dazed expression on his face.

After talking to the invisible Phoenix, he picked up Li Fengling not far away and walked towards his heart.

The sea of ​​fire and the sword were activated in due course, and he himself died in the endless torment.

The scorched corpse fell on the bluestone slab, and Fenghuang mocked maliciously.

Then everything seemed to go backwards in time.

I woke up from the bluestone slab again, repeating the same conversation.

The sea of ​​fire raged, and the sword struck.

He died again and again.

In addition to advancing further each time, Zhang Ping died in pain forever in the scorching heat.

During these nine times, Fenghuang's voice became more and more irritable as Zhang Ping got closer and closer to his heart.

Zhang Ping looked at the process of the first eight deaths with cold eyes, and came to a judgment in his heart.

This Phoenix Fire Nine Heavens Prison just has its own rules.

For example, using Zhang Ping's own spiritual power will violate the rules, and the heart will lose its effect.

And when Zhang Ping gets closer to his heart, the difficulties he encounters will become more and more difficult.

And after he had attained Nirvana, when he walked straight to his heart, Phoenix did nothing but be incapable and furious.

This completely confirmed Zhang Ping's judgment.

Phoenix can't control it at all!
Zhang Ping, who had received a sword from Ao Zijin in the outside world, heard their conversation when he regained his sanity, and knew that Phoenix no longer had a real body, but was only possessed by the blood.

The heart full of life in front of me is real.

Then the so-called Phoenix Fire Nine Heavens Prison is nothing more than an illusion that is separated from the real body.

Since even the real body is gone, there is only a little mental power left, and Zhang Ping is still afraid of being an egg.

Completely ignoring Phoenix's angry shouts, he was about to pinch his heart.