The Legend Of Immortal Phoenix
Three-Headed Dog (Keeper of Hell)

Wu Yi Feng picked up some scattered weapons as well as those still stuck in the wall, those weapons taken by Wu Yi Feng had minimal abilities at the earth heirloom level, and the early sky.

As for the black sword whose entire blade shimmered in red like a lava crack had abilities at the level of a legendary god heirloom. Wu Yi Feng smiled as he looked back at the heirloom that was now within his grasp.

"This heirloom is so heavy, but its power is so terrible that I feel I can split a mountain in just one slash." Wu Yi Feng muttered.

Without a second thought, Wu Yi Feng immediately stored the heirloom that he named the Lava Sword into his spatial ring before he finally kicked the door of the weapon trap room into pieces.

Now there were only two doors left that he had not yet opened, with full confidence he opened one of them. As usual the room is dark like the previous doors, only once the door is closed usually the room will be bright. But this room did not change at all, even the atmosphere was so scary with a fishy smell that was very pungent and killing air that felt so concentrated.

"Finally after waiting so long.. There are also humans who can get to this level.." There was a heavy and hoarse voice coming from behind the dense darkness that enveloped the room.

"Who are you??"

"I? You could say I was your worst nightmare.."

Wu Yi Feng prepared, a room that was completely dark was actually not a problem for the young man. Wu Yi Feng closed his eyes and began to stabilize his breath until on one occasion the young man fused with the darkness in the room.

"Haha.. Also pretty.. Alright accompany me to relax my stiff muscles..!!!"

WHUSSSS...

BLAAAMMMM...

BLAAAMMMMM...

BLAARRRR...

Wu Yi Feng released several fireballs to form like torches into every corner of the room until now the room became bright enough and finally revealed a figure who had been hiding behind the darkness.

A dog with a height of approximately two meters and all over its body is pitch black, the dog's body looks slippery and oily, long and pointed nails and sharp fangs add to the impression of horror. But all that was not much, Wu Yi Feng was flabbergasted that the dog had not just one head, but three heads.

"Why? Did you just see a dog with three heads like me??"

Wu Yi Feng chose to be silent and did not answer while his eyes explored the room, faintly he saw a small door behind the body of a three-headed dog.

"Don't think about getting out of here, because whoever enters this room won't be able to get out alive..!!" The three-headed dog.

"I'm sorry, but there's a promise I have to keep..!!!" Wu Yi Feng prepared with a horse. Finally came the time for him to use new styles that he has been training for approximately three years.

"The Art of the Phoenix, the Step of the Fire.."

Wu Yi Feng darted, the fusion of the lightning step speed of the sky dragon and the phoenix nirvana realm created a terrifying new art.

Wu Yi Feng lunged and landed his fist on one of the dog's heads, pushing him backwards.

BOOOOOMMM...

The young man leaped back before re-attacking back, this time his two fists had lit up with the elements of ice and fire.

"The Art of the Phoenix, the Fire Waves of Hell.."

"The Art of the Phoenix, the Strike of the Frozen Star.."

The three-headed hell guard dog did not stay still, the dog spouted three-colored flames from his three heads to make the room temperature there increase dramatically.

"Hahahaha, burn in the sea of hell.." Shouted the three-headed dog as it watched Wu Yi Feng's body buried in the blazing flames.

But the smile on the three heads of the dog disappeared when he realized his opponent was walking out of the sea of fire quietly and without any injuries at all, even the entire body of the young man was enveloped by a dazzling golden-yellow light.

"Do you intend to burn the phoenix?? Believe me, I have felt a fire that is much hotter than this..!!!" Wu Yi Feng said as he moved forward, while his right hand had been clad in by the overwhelming lightning energy.

"Cripp... Cripps.. Criipp.." The sound of lightning that was all over his arms to his fist was like thousands of sparrows that were humming melodiously.

"The Phoenix Art, Lightning God Sword..!!!"

The flick of lightning formed a silhouette of a sword blade that slashed and split the body of a three-headed dog in one strike.

Extremely cold and expressionless, Wu Yi Feng stepped away then immediately approached the door that had been guarded by the three-headed dog all along.

Wu Yi Feng touched his hand to the door, a formation instantly visible. The young man smiled faintly, the past three years in addition to strengthening his physique and also refining the phoenix arts, Wu Yi Feng was also deepening about formations because his wife (Miya ) turned out to be a no formation expert.1 Of the Elves.

In just a short time the stone door locking formation was already broken by Wu Yi Feng, then when the stone door was lifted Wu Yi Feng could feel the cool air as it turned out that the stone door had led him to a forest, but before he came out, he gouged out a reddish-black crystal that was embedded in the middle of the connecting door.

From the depth of the demon air around, Wu Yi Feng could guess if he was still in the demon realm, Wu Yi Feng noticed for a moment the round-shaped crystal stone that was now in his hands. Inside the crystal stone was an ancient rune formation that moved in motion.

Wu Yi Feng smiled, as now the key to connecting the seclusion dimension and the demon world was within his grasp. Then without waiting any longer Wu Yi Feng immediately activated the complicated formation to open the connecting door.

As soon as a portal was created, Wu Yi Feng placed the crystal stone right in the middle of the formation he had just made until a transparent wall began to be created.

A smile continued to grow from Wu Yi Feng's sweet face, thinking that soon he would meet his beloved wife made him impatient. But apparently something was wrong, the transparent wall that was supposed to form a connecting door as if it hit something.

Unwilling to panic, Wu Yi Feng repeated the series of processes to form a connecting pattern or formation, but just as before the formation remained unwilling to open.