It seemed like all the corruption and decay of the dynasty was concentrated on its face.
Yang Qiangjin did not look at it; her hand slowly stroked the hair atop the Ash Feather Phoenix's head.
"Yan Xi, today might be our last time fighting side by side..."
"Though the chance is slim, please lend me a helping hand!"
Yan Xi's body shimmered, transforming into a young maiden with red clothes and red hair.
"Master, Yan Xi will fight with you until the very last moment!"
Yang Qiangjin nodded. One person, one demon, their hundred years of tacit understanding needed no more words.
Fight, that's it!
"Heaven and Earth Dharma Form, Flame God!"
Boom!
Scorching flames erupted from Yang Qiangjin's body!
She wore a crown, six pairs of wings sprouted from her back, becoming a giant 30 meters tall!
Though her figure seemed a bit illusory.
It was evident that it was a half-finished Heaven and Earth Dharma Form.
