Uncrowned Evil Emperor

After sorting out the rare treasures in Hong Yuan's space, Feng Jueyu picked out more than a dozen treasures that had not been unsealed and applied them with the Dragon Martial Seal one by one. The purpose was not to see how good the treasures were, but to accumulate more Manyou Divine inflammation.

The Manyou Divine Flame is equivalent to the trump card treasure of a Fengda killer. Using the real essence to control and activate it can often achieve unexpected results. The cultivation base is stronger on the original basis. He is eager to break through to the fourth level of Shengdan because the distance from the peak of the Shengdan realm allows him to have the strength close to the peak of the seventh level of Shengdan. , he will no longer pay attention to it.

"Meng Yujian, the second grade of Ziyan!"

"Tianhong Saber, first grade Ziyan!"

"Silver Eye Spear, Black Flame Grade [-]!"

"It's all very good..."

While unsealing the strange treasures, Feng Jueyu appraised the unsealed swords and weapons. Each piece of treasure was at least of the Purple Flame rank. He also collected a lot of treasures, and now he understands one thing, that is, under normal circumstances, all unsealed treasures are very old, at least 2000 years old, and other things However, it is only an item made by craftsmen who have tempered weapons and armor in the past 2000 years.

There is an obvious difference in texture between the two. With the help of the uniqueness of the Manyou God Flame, to put it plainly, the treasures sealed by the Manyou God Flame have been tempered for thousands of years, and both the texture and grade have reached the highest level. Therefore, Feng Jueyu suddenly came up with a guess out of thin air, that is, if the sword or utensil was sealed with the Manyou Shenyan, it might have been a mortal thing thousands of years ago, and the longer the sealing time, the higher the grade. will be higher.

Thinking of this possibility, Killer Fengda didn't mind finding a handful of ordinary soldiers, and after thinking hard, he used the principle of the Longwu Sacred Seal to counter-cast spells to inject a ray of Manyou Divine Flame into the ordinary soldiers, and then left them there.

This is a bold attempt, and Feng Jueyu knows that if his idea is correct, he can easily make his own magnificent treasure in the future.

Silver Eye Gun?

Feng Jueyu glanced at the silver-eyed gun for the last time. These are two long and short guns. The body of the gun is silver and bright, shining dazzlingly like iron. These two guns made Feng Jueyu think of the two guns in Yang Tuo's hand. Fan Bing, even the Baiyan grade is not an ordinary iron spear. The so-called making the best use of everything, if Yang Tuo sincerely serves him, so what if you give him two magic weapons?

Absorbed more than a dozen balls of Manyou Divine Flame, and then tempered and fused them. Feng Jueyu has long been used to this kind of training method, and he will often use the Manyou God Flame to temper his body. Toughness has certain benefits.

But today, Long Yan seems to be very interested...

In the Hong Yuan space, Long Yan's expression was very focused, with a hint of fear mixed with his full interest, he stood silently by the side, motionless, Feng Jueyu was boring in practice, and couldn't help asking: "Long Yan, what are you looking at?" Woolen cloth?"

"Master." Long Yan bowed, his eyes fell on the cold fire in Feng Jueyu's hand and said: "This subordinate saw that the master just put a ray of divine flame in that ordinary soldier. The quality of the ordinary soldier It seems to have improved, so I wonder if I can use this divine flame to cultivate."

"Huh?" Feng Jueyu said with interest: "Do you want to cultivate with the help of divine flame?"

Long Yan has not been following Feng Jueyu for a long time, and he needs to read the difference between master and servant all the time, but he is also bolder in speaking and doing things, and said: "Well, my subordinates have been absorbing the spiritual energy in the black soul crystal for a while. Seeing that the master's cultivation level is constantly improving, the subordinates have never done anything to help, a little ashamed, just want to share the master's worries."

Feng Jueyu nodded approvingly, Long Yan was very grateful for Dade's personality, he understood it very well, and Long Yan has always been very stable, unlike the bastard Long Erye, who was against him all day long, and talked with a stinky face .It would be a good thing if Long Yan could improve his cultivation with the help of divine flame.

It's just that the Manyou Divine Flame is very destructive to the consciousness. All the demon masters in the Wanyue Heavenly Palace were almost injured by the Manyou Divine Flame. Feng Jueyu didn't dare to let Longyan take the risk.

"I'm afraid you'll get hurt." Feng Jueyu sighed.

Long Yan finally analyzed: "Master, when I reached the realm of heaven, I heard that everything has a positive side and a negative side, a yin side and a yang side. Some things are extremely harmful, but they can be used as a helping hand if they are used properly. , if the master can share a little bit with his subordinates, it only needs a little bit, and the subordinates are willing to give it a try." When Long Yan said this, his head was already lowered, he knew how important Manyou Shenyan was to Feng Jueyu , It's like an outsider begging for money from others, let alone a mountain of gold.

Seeing Long Yan's uneasiness, Feng Jueyu was amused: "What's the matter? Long Yan, you are my subordinate, and even more so, my friend. If I can't bear to be a mere ghost, what kind of person do you think I am?" gone?"

"Is the master really willing to give divine flames to his subordinates?" Long Yan couldn't believe his ears.

"of course."

As Feng Jueyu said, he slowly raised his palm, a ball of cold fire was burning with his thoughts, he gently lifted a finger, and slowly picked out a little bit of Manyoushenyan from the cold fire, about the size of a fingernail The size, after thinking about it, peeled off a little more.

It's not that Killer Feng is stingy, the key point is that he is afraid that Manyou Shenyan will burn Long Yan to ashes.

Flicking Shenyan half the size of a fingernail, and letting Shenyan hang in the air in Hong Yuan's space, Feng Jueyu said: "Take it, be careful, I will protect the law for you."

Long Yan was extremely excited. He was born thousands of years ago in the Tianyun period. At that time, there were countless rare treasures in the world, but in this era when there are several times more treasures in this world, if you want to get it from another hand Asking for even a little bit of treasure is easy to cause a fight, and he has never seen someone as generous as Feng Jueyu.

After saluting respectfully, Long Yan slowly walked towards Manyou Shenyan.

At first, Long Yan walked very slowly, most likely because he was afraid of the powerful destructiveness of the Manyou God Flame, but as he approached, there was no sign of anything unusual, and Long Yan gradually became more courageous until he reached the Manyou God Flame. You Shenyan followed.

"Master, it's okay." Long Yan was a little overjoyed, you know, he didn't even dare to approach before.

Feng Jueyu sent an encouraging look, but still reminded vigilantly: "Don't rush to absorb it, try to touch it, if you don't resist, then go to the next step."

Long Yan nodded, slowly raised his hand, tapped lightly with his fingertips, he was safe and overjoyed.

Following him, he held the Manyou Divine Flame in his hand, and at this moment, Feng Jueyu found that Long Yan had used the power of his consciousness, and the Manyou Divine Flame might have started to bite back.

"Don't worry." Feng Jueyu said, his tone became low, and his mind was ready to take Long Yan back into the black soul crystal at any time.

Long Yan stopped talking, and he was surrounded by great pain. His figure slowly began to become illusory, and then slowly solidified, and then illusory, and then solidified... Obviously, this was the result of Long Yan's consumption of spiritual power. Feng Jueyu couldn't help but be a little stunned by the signs. Longyan is now a master of the first level of Shengdan. Even if he only has divine consciousness, it is not comparable to ordinary people. Even he is struggling so much. underestimate.

After a long time, Long Yan's figure was no longer illusory, and there was joy on his face. Feng Jueyu was startled, and said pleasantly, "What? It succeeded?"

"Well, Shen Yan is no longer against me." Long Yan was very happy, this is the legendary Dragon Emperor's life fire, many dragon clans are eager to get it, I never thought that I would have such an opportunity.

Just when Long Yan was overjoyed, the Manyou Divine Flame suddenly changed, and the quiet Divine Flame started beating violently. This uneasy turmoil made Feng Jueyu's heart sink suddenly, and an inexplicable sense of crisis came to his heart. After yelling, he stretched out his hand to grab Manyou Shenyan, took advantage of the situation, and directly received Longyan into the black soul crystal.

"careful!"

call!

A gust of wind blew past, Feng Jueyu clenched his fingers and claws tightly, but when he opened his palm, he found nothing, and was shocked immediately: "Oops."

The reason for this move was because he had just discovered that the quiet divine flames were rushing toward Longyan's consciousness on their own. It was a spontaneous aggression, which was tantamount to burning Longyan's consciousness. I just wanted to take back Shenyan first, but I didn't expect it to be a step too late.

Thinking of the disappearance of the divine flame, Feng Jueyu suddenly thought of the Hei Soul Crystal, and looked into the depths of the space, and as he expected, the Hei Soul Crystal was burnt to the ground by a terrifying wave of fire.

The scattered black soul crystal spots scattered on the ground, and the dragon flame inside flew out involuntarily. At this moment, the dragon flame didn't have the power of a melting fire and angry dragon. In the cold cold fire, even the hair was burning like blue flames.

"Dragon Flame!"

"Master, I'm in pain, the flames seem to want to devour me!"

"Damn it." Feng Jueyu swears angrily. From the Taixuan Continent to now, the depth of Long Yan's relationship with him cannot be expressed in words. If something happens to Long Yan, Feng Jueyu will definitely regret it lifetime.

"Longwu Sacred Seal." At the critical moment, Feng Jueyu didn't dare to think too much, he rushed to the doctor in a hurry, and a Longwu Sacred Seal came to Longyan, trying to force Manyou Shenyan out by unsealing the seal.

Unexpectedly, when the Longwu Sacred Seal hit Long Yan's body, it turned into a cloud of gray mist with a bang, and there was no movement immediately.

Longwu Sacred Seal.

Another spell, but still to no avail, Feng Jueyu turned pale with shock, and quickly ran over to support Long Yan: "Come out for me."

The Longwu Sacred Seal was put together again, this time there was a little fluctuation on Longyan's body, but before the last hit, Longyan said suddenly: "Master, this soul is too cowardly, why don't you."

"Who are you?" Feng Jueyu was taken aback, this was definitely not Long Yan's tone.

"I'm quite a ghost possessed, doesn't the master recognize me?"

Note to readers:

The second update on the 21th.