The Holy Fire of the Silver Clan is the natal fire of the Silver Eyed Saint Clan.
Its roots come from the bloodline inheritance of the Silver Eyes Saint Clan.
Only pure members of the Silver Eyed Saint Clan can cast the Silver Clan's Holy Fire.
Naturally, this Silver Clan Holy Fire will not cause any harm to the people of the Silver Eyed Saint Clan.
If you are not a member of the Silver Eyed Saint Clan, you will be burned by the Silver Clan's holy fire no matter what.
certainly.
Depending on the level of strength, the power of the silver holy fire displayed is also different.
The leader of the blood alliance is a strong man in the holy realm, and he also has the silver sacred weapon in his hand.
With his profound and astonishing cultivation, coupled with the blessing of the Silver Tribe's holy weapon, the power of the Silver Tribe's holy fire is unparalleled in the world.
Saints in the same realm will never be able to withstand such flames.
Even a strong man in the Holy Realm whose cultivation is deeper than that of the Lord of the Blood Alliance will be helpless.
It can be said.
This is the trump card of the Lord of the Blood Alliance.
Only when encountering a powerful enemy that is difficult to defeat, will the holy weapon be used to activate the holy fire.
But the current situation is really difficult for the leader of the blood alliance to understand.
The first time the Silver Tribe's Holy Fire was used, both Ye Qingyun and Mu Yangzi were clearly swallowed up.
Even if he doesn't die, he will definitely be severely injured.
But the flames mysteriously dispersed on their own, leaving Ye Qingyun and Mu Yangzi unscathed.
The second level of casting the Silver Tribe's Holy Fire is even more outrageous.
The holy fire had just emerged and immediately retracted on its own.
This is something the Lord of the Blood Alliance has never encountered before.
This silver tribe's holy fire actually doesn't obey orders.
Only then did the leader of the blood alliance subconsciously think that Ye Qingyun was also a member of their Silver Eyed Saint Clan?
Otherwise, how could the silver clan's holy fire be ineffective against him?
"impossible!"
As soon as the leader of the blood alliance had such doubts, he immediately rejected it himself.
"He is not a member of my holy clan. His eyes are the same as those of ordinary humans."
The leader of the blood alliance stared into Ye Qingyun's eyes and judged that Ye Qingyun was not a member of the Silver-Eyed Saint Clan.
"I'll try again!"
The Lord of the Blood Alliance activated the Silver Tribe’s Holy Fire for the third time.
But this time.
Forget about the Holy Fire.
Even the silver ancient mirror showed no response to the blood alliance leader's urging.
even.
The silver ancient mirror also created a sense of resistance.
Wanting to break free from the hands of the Lord of the Blood Alliance.
"Holy weapon!!! What's wrong with you???"
The leader of the blood alliance turned pale in horror.
This is a sacred weapon passed down from generation to generation by their Silver Eyed Saint Clan.
It was passed down from the distant ancient times by the Holy Ancestor.
Bless the Silver Eyed Saints for countless years!
Only the patriarch of the Silver Eyed Saint Clan can use this sacred weapon, and ordinary members of the Silver Eyed Saint Clan are not qualified to get involved.
At this moment.
The resistance of this ancient silver mirror is getting stronger and stronger.
The leader of the blood alliance was shocked and wanted to control him.
But it still failed.
Whoosh!
The silver ancient mirror finally broke free from the hands of the blood alliance leader.
And Ye Qingyun flew straight towards the opposite side.
Ye Qingyun and Mu Yangzi were shocked.
I thought this was an attack from the Lord of the Blood Alliance.
Just about to concentrate on dealing with it.
But they saw the silver ancient mirror flying in front of the two of them and stopped immediately.
Ye Qingyun and Mu Yangzi looked at each other, both a little surprised.
next moment.
A silver eye emerged from the surface of the silver ancient mirror.
"Owner!!!"
The silver ancient mirror made a sound like an old man.
Full of excitement and joy.
And this shout of the master immediately stunned everyone.
Owner?
This ancient mirror is actually calling its owner?
Who is its owner?
Could it be that the leader of the blood alliance is not its true master?
Ye Qingyun glanced sideways at Mu Yangzi.
"Master Fu, it seems to be calling you."
Mu Yangzi: "..."
He smiled bitterly.
I thought to myself, "How can I be so virtuous and capable?"
This is obviously calling you Ye Qingyun, Young Master Ye.
"Mr. Ye, is there a possibility that this mirror is calling you?"
Mu Yangzi said in a strange tone.
Ye Qingyun: "???"
Call me?
How can this be?
This mirror and I have never met before.
The relationship with the Silver-Eyed Saint Clan is also beyond reach.
How could this thing call me master?
"Um, Brother Mirror, you're not calling me, right?"
Ye Qingyun scratched his head and asked cautiously.
"Master! You are my master!"
The eyes in the silver ancient mirror were staring at Ye Qingyun.
"ah?"
Ye Qingyun was stupid.
I'll rub it!
Are you really calling me?
But what is going on?
How come I became the owner of this mirror inexplicably?
Mu Yangzi on the side showed an expression that was indeed the case.
I thought to myself that Ye Gaoren is really surprising in everything.
Unexpectedly, the real owner of this prestigious holy weapon of the Silver Eyed Saint Clan would be Ye Qingyun?
Who would have thought of this?
"Ye Gaoren is obviously the owner of this thing, but he deliberately refuses to admit it. Is there another mystery here?"
Mu Yangzi said secretly.
Everyone in Taixuan Mansion was stunned when they saw this scene.
"What's going on now?"
"No way? The holy weapon of the Silver-Eyed Saint Clan actually calls Mr. Ye its master?"
"Is Mr. Ye also related to the Silver Eyed Saint Clan?"
...
Jian Tianming's face was filled with shock.
"What did the young master do? Did he surrender this precious mirror in an instant? Did it recognize the young master as its master?"
Huikong put his hands together and smiled.
A bald head shines brightly in the sun.
"The young monk finally understands! The true purpose of the Holy Son coming to the Central Plains is for this matter!"
Jian Tianming turned to look at Huikong.
"What are you talking about?"
Huikong looked at the sky and towards Ye Qingyun's figure.
His eyes were full of deep admiration.
"The Holy Son must have a very deep connection with the Silver-Eyed Saints. He has long known what happened to the Silver-Eyed Saints, so he came to the Central Plains!"
"The Holy Son is going to resolve the tens of thousands of years of grievances between the Silver Eyed Saint Clan and hundreds of families in the Central Plains!"
"Amitabha! This act of the Holy Son is to save the world!"
“It’s an immeasurable merit!”
Hearing this, Jian Tianming suddenly realized.
"That's it! That's it! From the beginning, Mr. Ye came here to resolve the grievances between the Silver Eyed Saint Clan and the hundreds of families in the Central Plains!"
"Master Ye's actions are truly unfathomable to the extreme!"
Tang Wunian, who was on the side, looked at the two guys in a frenzy and was a little confused for a moment.
Why does this sound like nonsense?
However, Tang Wunian was also shocked. Why would the Silver-Eyed Saint Clan's holy weapon call Ye Qingyun its master?
This is really incredible.
Also because of the situation in the sky, no one noticed that Da Mao, who was originally lying in the yard, was no longer in the yard at this moment.
Above the sky.
Ye Qingyun looked at the silver ancient mirror.
The eye in the silver ancient mirror was also looking at Ye Qingyun affectionately.
One person, one mirror.
Big eyes and small eyes.
"Um, are you really my master?"
"No, that's the opposite. Am I really your master?"
Ye Qingyun was so confused that he even talked a little bit.
"You are more than my master!"
"You are the master of the entire Silver Eyed Saint Clan!"
After finishing speaking, the silver bronze mirror turned to look at the leader of the blood alliance with a dull look on his face.
His tone suddenly became stern.
"As a descendant of the Holy Clan, why don't you worship the Holy Ancestor after you meet him?"