"The materials used in the weapons on his body are also quite rare... Even the extremely wealthy God of Fighting Alliance would probably have a hard time producing such a craft. Such a big ruler is enough to cast more magic weapons, but the ruler
This kind of weapon is really rare..." In addition to the five generations of ancestors, other ancestors are paying attention to this good show. Xiao Yan has shown many surprising things. Regarding Xiao Yan's identity, several ancestors
He was also thoughtful, but no one dared to mention it first.
Because at this moment they all know that behind this young man stands a man, a man who once made everyone in the world look up to him!!
"If Jiudai really has some inextricable relationship with men, for example... he is the son of your Majesty? It would be better for us not to make random guesses. This son is strong and fierce by nature, but those faceless figures of Lao Wu are
The fire corpse shouldn't anger him, what exactly is it that angered him?"
"His anger does not come from the outside world, but from his heart. It seems that there is something in his heart that makes him unhappy, and he is just venting it out at this time."
All the ancestors felt that this statement was indeed the most reasonable and nodded.
At this time, after Xiao Yan dealt with the faceless fire corpse, he slowly walked towards the floating island. The anger on his body had completely disappeared. At this time, Xiao Yan had no expression on his face and his eyes were unruffled. He looked at the five generations of ancestors just
Wei Wei cupped his fists and cupped his hands. It was obvious that Xiao Yan was in a bad mood.
"Ancestor, have I passed my trial?" Xiao Yan spoke slowly, and the fifth-generation ancestor nodded.
"It's passed." The fifth-generation ancestor said. After Xiao Yan heard this, he took steps towards the fourth floating island. But just after taking two steps, the fifth-generation ancestor's voice came out again.
"Your performance just now was disappointing." The fifth generation ancestor's voice was not loud, but it reached Xiao Yan's ears.
After hearing this, Xiao Yan paused slightly, and then replied: "I killed ten of them in less than thirty breaths."
"Time does not represent results, and this faceless fire corpse only has the strength of the Seven-Star Fighting Immortal. Thirty breaths is not the best result for you. Your fighting method is very strong, but give me a way that is different from yours."
The feeling of compatibility, that is to say, the fighting method you just used is not a method you are familiar with." The fifth-generation ancestor said slowly, Xiao Yan trembled slightly when he heard this, did he show it so obviously?
"What the ancestor said is true. I lost my fire path in order to absorb the source of fire and construct the source of fire..." Xiao Yan gritted his teeth, his face gloomy.
"Isn't it worth exchanging your fire for Bai Yan?" the ancestor of the fifth generation continued.
"...I don't know...but I feel like I've lost something that belongs to me." Xiao Yan shook his head and said with a wry smile. Xiao Yan understood that he just hadn't understood Bai Yan yet. Once Bai Yan grew up, he would naturally not
Tianhuo can compare, but at this moment Xiao Yan... he can't let go...
"I understand that it must have fought with you on the battlefield, seen blood, and protected you... But you should also know that none of us can escape from the word fate. Just like your fire, their fate itself is for
You sacrifice yourself." The fifth-generation ancestor said slowly, swinging the scarecrows around him as he spoke.
The ancestor of the fifth generation fiddled with the scarecrow with his fingers and drew a mark at random. The scarecrow instantly changed and turned into a man in black robes, with an invisible face under the black robe.
"Their ending should not be so tragic. Protect me and help me... and finally dissipate because of me. This should not be their fate..." Xiao Yan shook his head and said.
call out!
Suddenly there was a sound of breaking wind, and Xiao Yan turned his head fiercely. The scene around him suddenly changed, and he turned into the Xiao clan, and standing in front of Xiao Yan was a man in black robe.
The handprints of the man in black robe changed, and in an instant, several fire lotuses condensed, and they were thrown towards Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan hurriedly dodged, but as soon as he stepped back, he felt that he had hit something. Xiao Yan turned around, and again
I saw a man in black robes, and there were eleven black robed men in succession all around. They all changed their handprints, condensed fire lotuses, and then threw them towards Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan's pupils shrank sharply, the black robes dispersed, Xiao Yan saw all the black robes turned into sky fire, Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly turned red.
"Chaos Holy Flame...the Golden Crow Flame of the Great Sun..." Xiao Yan's voice trembled.
"Owner……"
The eleven heavenly fires all knelt down and bowed down. Facing Xiao Yan, they were still respectful.
"sorry……"
Xiao Yan murmured, and a tear fell from the corner of his eyes. This was different from family affection, nor friendship. These sky fires were more like a piece of flesh growing in Xiao Yan's heart. When they dissipated, Xiao Yan was left with waves of angina pectoris.
Xiao Yan could not let go for a long time.
"Master... we have always been here and have never left..." The three-legged golden crow transformed into the golden crow's flames said slowly.
"But I can't feel you anymore..." Xiao Yan said.
"Master, please feel carefully, we have never left, we have just blended into your body and become your meridians..." The Three-Legged Golden Crow said slowly. Xiao Yan was suddenly stunned after hearing this, and the expression on his face was...
He froze.
Xiao Yan raised his palms and slowly closed his eyes. The power of his soul completely submerged into his body and entered his flame source veins.
After a pause on Xiao Yan's face with his eyes closed, the corners of his mouth slowly raised. When he opened his eyes again, a wisp of flame floated out from Xiao Yan's palm, and this power was immediately reflected in Xiao Yan's dark pupils.
It was as if there were flames burning in his eyes at this moment.
The moment Xiao Yan opened his eyes, all the sky fire had disappeared, and only the fifth generation ancestor was seen playing with the scarecrow.
"They... they haven't disappeared!!" Xiao Yan exclaimed, his eyes sparkling, and the joy on his face could not be concealed.
"Of course, they have always been there, they just changed to a more valuable way of existence." The fifth-generation ancestor nodded and chuckled.
Xiao Yan naturally understands that if he realizes it himself, he doesn't know when he will discover it, and the ancestor of the fifth generation is not only teaching Xiao Yan, but also untying some of Xiao Yan's knots.
"Xiao Yan, thank you, ancestor!!" Xiao Yan said respectfully, cupping his hands and fists.
"Go, the fourth generation ancestor is still waiting for you. It is rare to see a person who values love and justice on this path of cultivation. It is really rare. I hope this heart will not be wiped out." The fifth generation.
The ancestor murmured... But Xiao Yan already clasped his fists in salute and walked forward again.
"Fourth, please don't bury the title of Bai Yan War God. This son... has a bright future!" The voice of the fifth-generation ancestor slowly reached the ears of the fourth-generation ancestor.
"Don't worry, I see everything. I will teach him. As for how much he can absorb, it depends on his own luck."