Legend of the Asura Chapter 193: Return my life to you!

The Vermilion Bird was shocked. What happened just now, that fear that it had felt, this was the first time that it had felt fear in its three hundred million years of life!

These two people could actually safely arrive at this place.

This white tiger that could even make it feel fear……Wait……This power……This power…….

Vermilion Bird: Sacred Beast

Level: 0

HP: 280000000

Supreme of flames, representing nobility and beauty. One of the five sacred beasts of the Heavenly Dragon Continent that guards the continent’s south.

Innate Skills:

Supreme of Flames: Absorbs all fire damage and increases fire magic damage by 400%. Recovers 800000 HP per second. Other than water magic, all magic resistance increases by 80%.

Skills: Nine Heavenly Flames, Red Lotus Rage Strike, Blazing Hell Explosion, Blazing Soul Rage Cry, Death Flame Sea, Exterminating Flames, Yellow Spring Flames, Hell Soul Flames, Meteor Strike, Soul Flame Arrow, Primordial True Flames……

My god and all that beyond, these were all Forbidden Spells……

Wait! I can actually……see the stats of the Sacred Beast, the Vermilion Bird.

Level 0!? Why was it level 0?

Moreover, it had such terrifying stats at level 0. If it was at its normal level 100 state, wouldn’t its HP be several hundred millions!!!

Feng Xiao was filled with shock as he read the following description.

Fifty thousand years ago, the Vermilion Bird roosted in this place because of an unknown reason. Because it kept releasing its powerful elemental flame energy, the surrounding area gradually changed into the Death Volcano. After fifty thousand years of losing flame energy, its ability has fallen to its lowest state.

Fifty thousand years……It used fifty thousand years of flame energy? Its abilities were at its lowest?

Just what was going on?

Moreover, why is it fifty thousand years!

Ying……

There was a weak bird cry that came from the white flames below that interrupted Feng Xiao’s thoughts. At the same time, he felt a tremble coming from the small hand he was holding.

“Yao’er, what is it?” Fe

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