Unlike Jin Feng who was so shocked that he doubted his life, was frightened, and felt that he had to escape as soon as possible to survive, Jiang Chen was shocked and at the same time became more and more excited, and the eyes he looked at Yang An became more and more greedy.
At this moment, what attracted him to Yang An was not only Yang An's talent, but also Yang An's unparalleled good looks. He was even racking his brains to think about how he could occupy Yang An's queen.
, and also kept the people of the Alliance and Shenting from knowing, thus retaining Yang An's identity.
If it can succeed, with Yang An's identity, the alliance will definitely spare no effort to cultivate him in the future, right? The most important thing is that Margoria, Nan Xiaoxiao, a human being with strong talent, flawless appearance and figure, will all
It will be his!
Moreover, there must be more than two, right?
Think about it, he will be more popular than him in the underworld!
On the other side, Lin Yan, who was going through the tribulation, occasionally looked at Yang An, and his eyes became strange. Although it was more and more of a fighting spirit coming from the bottom of his heart, this kind of strangeness was the first time.
From what he could see in his eyes, it seemed that because of Yang An's overpowering pretense, he, a guy who never had any mood swings, developed some kind of emotion that was rarely seen in him?
…
Time goes on.
Lin Yan and Margoria's natural punishment stopped one after another.
But Yang An and Nan Xiaoxiao still continued.
The golden dragon avenue winds upward, like a huge dragon that cannot be seen in its entirety at a glance. The coercive aura it exudes is getting stronger and stronger as time goes by.
The small figures of Yang An and Nan have disappeared from everyone's sight, and they have entered the shadow of the Shenlong Avenue that has evolved.
No one can sense what's going on inside the avenue.
Although countless geniuses have tried to sense and understand, without the blood of the ancient divine dragon, their spiritual thoughts cannot enter the divine dragon avenue at all, let alone comprehend, lock the star orifice and awaken the star soul.
The small and sweet female voice resounded throughout the Shenlong Avenue, the sound reached the ears and the sound broke the waist.
"???"
Yang An stared at his dancing daughter Xiaoxiao with a question mark on his face, seemingly cheering for him. But why did it sound so weird? The innocent Yang An was still a child, and sincerely expressed his understanding, so he could only say
He was speechless and confused as he looked at this girl with ulterior motives who looked innocent on the outside but was rotten on the inside.
"Brother, my way is yours, and you can only enter it. So, it's the same for you as the master of the way. Continue, okay?"
"..."
emmm…
Yang An was convinced.
I'm really convinced. It's not that he has never seen or heard about seducing people, but he has never seen someone with such superb acting skills, with a charming and innocent face, and extremely clear eyes, looking at you eagerly,
He was praying and speaking with sincerity. There was nothing wrong with what he said at first glance, but it should not be savored carefully.
Thinking about Xiao Qingzhu, Yang An also expressed his understanding.
The blood of dragons is the same. Are they really all weird and cute?
"No. I have just been promoted to the third level of True Immortal. The Divine Dragon Avenue can only be opened and tempered to nearly 30,000 miles." Yang An shook his head and said.
How many star souls a cultivator has awakened and how many avenues he has opened up are directly related to the cultivator's realm, which is determined by the longest avenue. If one avenue breaks through 30,000 miles, it means that Yang An will be promoted to the fourth level of real life.
Fairy.
Yang An, who has just been promoted to the third-level true immortal, does not want to be promoted to the fourth-level true immortal now. Even if there is the pressure brought by the disciples of the underworld and the terrifying Tianjiao puppet with absolute consciousness at the core of the Tianjiao Tomb, Yang An cannot bear the pressure at all.
Consider promotion now.
That doesn't fit with his character of pursuing extreme perfection.
Today, he has already found that the goal of being invincible at the same level is too low-level and not suitable for him. All he can compare with is to surpass himself and reach his own limit.
Otherwise, now he can be directly promoted to the sixth level True Immortal by virtue of HXYA-3's Silver Eye Avenue.
Yang An is also helpless. It's not that others are too weak, but that he himself is too good. What can he do?
I have to say, it has expanded.
But we really can’t blame Yang An. If we look around the world, all the geniuses of today are weaklings. Who can understand the loneliness, emptiness and coldness of a person who is hard to find against at the same level?
It is too difficult not to bloat.
"Oh, then..."
"You have to go out. Business is important!"
"Ah? You..."
"What do you think?"
An evil smile appeared at the corner of Yang An's mouth, but his big hands grabbed the stunned Nan Xiaoxiao and squeezed the fat area hard.
Before her little scream appeared, Yang An had already turned into a stream of light and disappeared in front of her, in her path.
At this moment, her pretty face suddenly turned red, like a ripe red apple, red to the roots of her ears. Although she no longer had the tempering of Lin Yan's remaining fire, she felt that her face was getting hot and feverish.
Yang An rushed to answer and blocked her mouth. What did it mean? It meant that Yang An seemed to know what she was thinking, but it was clearly her shielded consciousness, not the part of her soul that blended with Yang An. How did she know what she was going to say?
What? Was it because all her thoughts before were under Yang An's control?
No place to be ashamed of.
Ashamed...
Also, the PP was pinched, it really... hurt.
However, she was a little happy.
…
"call……"
When Yang An's figure appeared again, he was already in the depths of the Tianjiao Tomb, in front of the level where he had stopped before. He took a deep breath and suppressed his excitement and impatience.
It has to be said that even with a superior consciousness, he was attracted by the charm of the ancient dragon bloodline. Of course, in the end, he touched it with a cheap hand, which was just to add fuel to the fire. Fortunately, it was the right time to come out.
Otherwise, Yang An would be a little out of control and rush to execute him on the spot. After all, people are willing to suffer, right?
"We're almost there. Low-key, low-key..."
Before starting the challenge again, Yang An glanced into the distance, used a few communication symbols to receive the message, read the message, replied to the message, and murmured to himself.
The communication symbols were naturally sent by Zhou Zhiyang, Chen Zhan and others.
Yang An doesn't need to go through Zhou Zhiyang, Chen Zhan and others to understand the situation. He knows their situation clearly at any time if there are clones. Of course, only one clone came with Zhou Zhiyang and their large team, and there were fifty-four other clones.
, has already rushed towards the Tianjiao Tomb as quickly as possible.
It won't be long before they arrive one after another.
The strength of the clones is not the same due to the problem of the original mold, and the speed is naturally different, especially since they are all using the original mold, and the clones condensed from Yang An's blood are lying quietly in their mind space.