Jinfeng's pair of dark eyes had golden gilt flowing, like quicksand, flowing slowly.

Those black eyes carried the arrogance of staring at all things in the world, and the inherent dignity.

With just one glance, the disciples who had a low level of cultivation exclaimed that their knees softened and knelt to the ground.

Jinfeng slowly spread its wings and flew around the punishment platform.

Then, under everyone's eyes, he disappeared into Rong Huang's body.

There was a burst of clicks.

The iron chain that originally bound Rong Huang spontaneously broke and crashed and fell to the ground.

Accompanied by the "ding" of the iron chain landing, the golden glow of Rong Huang's body dissipated.

The Tai Xuyan that had been burning around Rong Huang had long since disappeared, and even the dirt and dust on her body disappeared completely.

The burnt torn cyan dress returned to its original clean green color.

The old elder Rong Huang with a gloomy aura and a cold face seemed to have changed himself, with a faint smile on his charming and white face.

At this moment, eight words emerged in many minds.

Phoenix Nirvana, reborn from the ashes.

Ban Ning leaned against Hu Yixuan's arms, and the scene just now kept coming up in his mind.

Jinfeng?

Jinfeng? !

Why did Jin Feng appear on Rong Huang's body?

Rong Huang is just a **** who can't love, and complains all day long. Why is there such a divine beast as Jinfeng on him?

Ban Ning was confused.

Yu Guangzhong caught a glimpse of Hu Yixuan's dazed eyes when he looked at Rong Huang, and with an obsession he hadn't even noticed, Ban Ning breathed tightly.

Hu Yixuan is a good furnace to help her practice magic arts, but he can't make him like Rong Huang, a bitch.

"Uncle Master, my head hurts so much." Ban Ning said, holding Hu Yixuan's sleeve.

Sure enough, Hu Yixuan's gaze that had been placed on Rong Huang immediately returned, looking at Ban Ning nervously.

Before the words of concern were spoken, everyone saw a flash of light flashing.

Looking intently, there was no one on the punishment stage.

"Headache?" The soft and sweet voice smiled with a smile, as if he had honey in his ears, "mostly owed."

"Play a few more times, naturally it will be better."

Then an irresistible force forcibly dragged Ban Ning out of Hu Yixuan's arms.

Ban Ning was busy deepening his relationship with Hu Yixuan, how could he have thought that Rong Huang would suddenly step off the punishment platform.

As a result, the witch with a high level of cultivation was dragged away easily.

A swift cold wind blew in Ban Ning's ears.

She almost cut her delicate face like a knife.

Rong Huang effortlessly pressed Ban Ning on the wall under the punishment stage.

Ban Ning's back hit the wall hard, and a layer of dust fell on the wall.

Rong Huang's thin white fingers pinched Ban Ning's chin, and lifted it with slight force.

As a pampered existence in the hearts of the disciples of the major elders of the Saint Tianzong, Ban Ning naturally looks particularly pitiful.

Small in size, with attractive features.

The focus is to be shorter than Rong Huang.

This made Rong Huang very satisfied.

To be a villain is to beat the heroine in all aspects.

Why is it shorter than the heroine?

Ban Ning was pressed against the wall by Rong Huang, her eyes deepened, her eyelashes trembling lightly, and an expression of "I was frightened, come and protect me."

The headless cultivators who were present at the Saint Tianzong were especially distressed.

"Rong Huang, what do you want to do?!"

The bald master of the Mediterranean saw that the cute little disciple Sun was so bullied by Rong Huang, he immediately became angry.