969. Chapter 969 The blood of Emperor Yaori Huoyuan 4
He simply asked someone to bring a chair over and sat down very leisurely, with an extremely lazy posture.
Xuanyuan Hong's heart skipped a beat.
What does this old man want to do?
"Third Elder, how about we make a bet?" Xuanyuan Yu placed a long, slender hand on the edge of the chair, tapping his middle finger gently in rhythm.
"What... what kind of bet?" Xuanyuan Hong suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. He stretched out a hand and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Xuanyuan Yu's lips curved in an extremely evil and sycophantic arc, and he said: "Have you heard of that legend? There is a sun god above the nine heavens. Only the true blood descendants of the sun god can live forever in the blazing flames.
Immortal."
"I've heard of it." Xuanyuan Hong's eyes flashed with suspicion, "Why is Your Highness bringing this up?"
Xuanyuan Yu turned his head and stared at Xuanyuan Hong intently, with an extremely sharp color flashing through his black hole-like eyes, and said: "You said, Ruoro Luo'er can still come out of such a big fire unharmed...
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"This is impossible." Xuanyuan Hong rejected it without hesitation, "No mortal can survive such a flame."
The Xuanyuan clan practices Jin Yuan.
Fire overcomes metal. Metal cultivators have an instinctive fear of flames.
The smile on Xuanyuan Yu's lips grew thicker, and he said: "What if, what if, if, if, I don't understand, I can?"
A look of respect flashed in Xuanyuan Hong's eyes, his gaze drifted to the depths of the endless sky, and he said: "Only the true blood descendants of the Sun God can do that."
The treasured bone rune of the Xuanyuan clan is Silver Moon.
The Xuanyuan clan in the heaven is also an extremely powerful race, and they live on the moon.
But how can the moon compete with the sun?
No matter how powerful the Yin Yue Jin Yuan Emperor's blood clan is, they are still inferior to the Yaori Fire Yuan Emperor's blood clan.
"However, Your Highness the Crown Prince, the records of the Yaori Fire Yuan Emperor's blood clan in the Tianyuan Continent have disappeared a thousand years ago." Xuanyuan Hong reminded, "Ling Luo who happens to be a fire cultivator, it is better not to deal with it.
She blesses too much hope."
Xuanyuan Yu narrowed his beautiful peach blossom eyes and said: "It's just a gamble. What, the third elder doesn't dare?"
Xuanyuan Hong said with great respect: "Since His Highness the Crown Prince is of such a nature, I have no choice but to accompany him to the end."
"Okay!" Xuanyuan Yu slapped the table, and dazzling light burst out from his black hole-like eyes, "I bet that Luo'er is a true blood descendant of the Sun God and can walk out of this sea of fire safely!"
Xuanyuan Hong narrowed his eyes, and said with a smile on his face, "Then I will bet that the bloodline of Emperor Yaori Huoyuan has long been extinct in the human world, and Ling Luo will surely be buried in the sea of fire."
"Haha." Xuanyuan Yu sneered, a deadly whirlpool spinning in his black hole-like eyes, "You are destined to lose."
Xuanyuan Hong raised his eyebrows, with a narrow look in his eyes, and said: "If I happen to win, can your Highness the Crown Prince agree to something?"
"Oh? What's the matter? Let's talk about it." Xuanyuan Yu's expression was extremely lazy and leisurely.
Xuanyuan Hong's eyes lit up and he said: "If I win, can you please ask His Highness the Crown Prince to meet Princess Yangyue?"
"Yes, no problem." Xuanyuan Yu's lips curled up slightly, and the tone of his voice was meaningful, "What will you do if this prince wins?"