I'm covering this wretch

Chapter 521 Why did the high priest say half?
The gray-brown eyeballs are very clear, and at first glance, they look very kind.

"See the High Priest." Nangong Ling crossed his hands and bowed in front of his chest.

"A Ling, why are you looking for this deity?" The black-robed high priest seemed to be in a good mood, but his voice was unexpectedly not hoarse, with a bit of warmth.

Contrary to his scary appearance.

He also called Nangong Ling very affectionately.It is enough to show his love and attention to Nangong Ling.

"High Priest, is there really a Xuanfeng of Destiny in this world?"

"Why do you suddenly think of asking this? Of course there are." The gray eyes of the black-robed high priest narrowed slightly, as if caught in some kind of memory, "If you one day prove the great way and enter samadhi, you can see Where there is no birth and no death, you will understand that many ancient legends are not just legends."

Nangong Ling immediately stood up in awe: "What is Taishang Dao?"

The black-robed high priest replied with two words: "Fei Tian."

Nangong Ling's eyes were extremely hot: "However, this Continent of Seven Curses has existed for thousands of years, and no one has been able to successfully fly into the sky. It is said that the gate of heaven is closed, and the sky is too high to peep."

"Hehe." The black-robed high priest chuckled, "A Ling, you are still a child, it's too early for you. Tell me what happened."

The high priest in black robe knew Nangong Ling very well.

Unless there is an urgent matter, I will not contact myself rashly.

This child, like a follower since he was a child, followed him around in the dark palace, and he couldn't drive him away.Over time, he also got used to it.

Jealous of the curse king, lonely for too long, and unable to refuse the attachment of a human child.

"It's like this, about Fenghuo—"

Nangong Ling described the unimaginable events that happened on the Qingtianyao battlefield to the black-robed high priest.

The more the high priest in black robe listened, the more strange his eyes became. In the end, the gray-brown pupils shrank excitedly: "This power is worse than the Phoenix's real fire. It's a bit like the fire-swallowing curse."

"It's not Fenghuo?" Nangong Ling was dumbfounded.

"Half and half." The black-robed high priest said, "[-]% possibility is the fire of the phoenix, the fire of the young phoenix; [-]% possibility is the inextinguishable fire-swallowing curse."

"Young Phoenix?" Nangong Ling was stunned, "Isn't it the Destiny Xuanfeng? In the ancient city of Fenghuang, the legend about the phoenix belongs to the Destiny Xuanfeng!"

One is an adult perfect body.

One is a juvenile chick.

The power is naturally not the same.

The high priest in black robe explained: "The fire of the Destiny Xuanfeng is golden. According to A Ling, the wind and fire are mostly green and blue, more like Qingluan, one of the five young phoenixes."

Nangong Ling was even more admirable: "It's still the high priest, you have a lot of experience."

"However, if Qingluan really haunts the ancient city of Fenghuang, it's worth a visit for me." Greedy eyes flashed across the eyes of the black-robed high priest.

"Then, what is the Fire Swallowing Curse you mentioned?" Nangong Ling asked the doubts in his heart one by one.

"It's a very ancient spell." Jealousy flashed across the eyes of the black-robed high priest, "It was created by a..."

Nangong Ling frowned: "One?"

what?
Why did the high priest speak half?
His curiosity was aroused.

"Children don't need to know too much." When the black-robed high priest thought of cursing the world,
(End of this chapter)