Peak Ancestor

Seeing Qin Fan's disappointment, Emperor Di Lao couldn't help but feel his heart tighten.

Immediately, the emperor said aloud: "However, Faner, don't worry, the Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger is still alive, and there is a great hope that he can successfully refine the spiritual imprint of the alien monster."

Qin Fan sensed the strong comfort in the old emperor's voice.

"Phew, I hope so,"

Afterwards, Qin Fan took a deep breath and calmed down his inner emotions.

Qin Fan took a few steps forward and touched the purple ball, even if the thunder hit him, Qin Fan didn't frown.

At this time, Qin Fan just kept muttering silently, wanting to convey his thoughts to the Purple Wing Blood Thunder Tiger who was enduring endless pain inside.

"Zi Yi, you have to hold on, don't let anything happen to you,"

"Zi Yi, I will always wait for you, don't give up hope,"

......

At this time, each sound is like a cry from the heart, and each sound is like a transmission between the hearts.

The black clothes Qin Fan was wearing at the moment were already burnt, his whole body exuded a burning smell, and his hair was standing on end.

However, Qin Fan still stood upright, motionless like a mountain, just touching, feeling, and encouraging the Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger.

Previously, the sun was still high, but now it is night.

Night covered the entire sky.

However, Qin Fan's heart seemed to become extremely depressed with the change of the sky.

Qin Fan's arm, which was touching the thunder ball exuding purple luster, had bulging veins and clenching his teeth, looking a little ferocious and terrifying.

Because, now the deep roar of the Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger is almost imperceptible.

"what,"

Qin Fan's beard and hair were all stretched out, his eyes were slightly muddy, and he roared towards the sky, trying to vent the infinite anger in his heart at this time.

Along with Qin Fan's roar, thunderbolts exploded around him endlessly, and the scene was slightly terrifying.

However, Qin Fan still didn't care about it, letting the countless thunderbolts in the sky strike him.

Now Qin Fan is almost crazy.

Seeing Qin Fan's self-torture, the emperor couldn't stand it anymore and shook his head.

Immediately, the emperor uttered a voice in Qin Fan's mind, shouting violently again and again: "Fan'er, Fan'er..."

After a while, Qin Fan was awakened by the emperor's repeated violent drinking.

His eyes returned from the original turbidity to pitch black as ink, he calmed down, and stopped the previous behavior of yelling and self-abuse.

"Teacher, I'm sorry,"

Qin Fan lowered his head at this time, like a bewildered child, looking extremely miserable and lonely.

The emperor looked at Qin Fan like this and had no choice but to do so.

After all, Qin Fan is too emotional.

At this time, the emperor could only comfort in a warm voice: "Fan'er, the beast roar of the Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger has disappeared, maybe it has successfully refined the spiritual imprint of the alien monster, and the result may not be what you imagined earlier. as serious as

Although the old emperor said so, even he didn't really believe it in his heart, it was just a pure guess.

Although the emperor is well-informed, he is just a wisp of soul body after all, and he is not yet powerful enough to be a prophet.

Hearing this, Qin Fan sighed, "Oh, I hope so,"

Qin Fan nodded at this moment, knowing that the emperor was always comforting himself.

However, Qin Fan was still very grateful in his heart.

At least, Di Lao gave himself a glimmer of hope.

In the dark night, the roar of thunder continued to resound endlessly in this world.

As if it would never disappear, Qin Fan withdrew his hand, and with a heavy heart, he sat cross-legged next to the purple shiny thunder ball, waiting for the next day to come.

"Roar,"

The sky was dark, but a roar of a beast woke Qin Fan up from his training.

The roar of the beast was filled with excitement, joy and impatience.

"Huh, could it be Ziyi?"

Qin Fan took a deep breath, quickly got up and stood still, looked around, and found that there were no other monsters.

In the end, Qin Fan fixed his gaze on the purple thunder ball wrapped in a lightning arc in front of him.

Qin Fan said excitedly, "Purple Wing, it's still alive,"

"Roar,"

Suddenly, another violent roar resounded, causing the arc of lightning above the purple ball to flicker and flicker slightly.

"Zi Yi, are you really still alive, answer me quickly..."

Qin Fan heard the violent roar coming from the purple ball again.

Immediately, Qin Fan's face was full of nervousness and excitement, and even the hand holding the Juntian spear trembled slightly, and he kept yelling repeatedly.

"Zi Yi, do you know that I'm waiting for you outside, answer me quickly,"

ho ho ho ho...

At this time, several roars of beasts rang out one after another, making Qin Fan's face even more excited, and the shouts became more powerful.

chi chi chi...  

As if the air was being cut through, a chirping sound resounded endlessly.

Following that, the Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger within the purple luster Thunder sphere continued to let out beast roars.

The cracks on the thunder ball are like spiders weaving silk, continuously spreading towards the surroundings, wrapping the entire purple thunder ball in a net shape.

ho ho ho ho...

The roar shook the sky, and the purple thunder ball shattered.

Moreover, the purple-winged blood thunder tiger suddenly spread its purple wings, charged towards the densely packed thunder in the sky, roaring angrily.

"Purple Wing, it's fine, hehehe..."

Qin Fan stroked his forehead, wiped off the dense layer of sweat on his forehead, and looked at the purple-winged blood thunder tiger galloping in the void.

At this moment, Qin Fan couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

The Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger seemed to have turned into the ancestor of Thunder at this time.

Wherever it passed, other thunders avoided one after another, even with the power of the nine-day thunder spirit, they didn't dare to provoke the purple-winged blood thunder tiger, so they dodged.

Qin Fan looked at this scene with astonishment in his heart.

After all, even Qin Fan didn't dare to touch the power of the Nine Heavens Thunder Spirit.

woohoo woo...  

The Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger galloped freely in the void, let out bursts of humming sounds, and his face was full of joy,\n Immediately, the Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger was dressed in black and held a great sky spear on the ground. Qin Fan swooped away.

At this moment, the Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger was full of dense thunder power.

The bloody luster on its tiger body is more intense than before.

What's more, coupled with the tiger tail that spit out the letter like a poisonous snake, it is even more powerful.

However, what Qin Fan found most strange was the forehead of the Purple Wing Blood Thunder Tiger.

Because, there are actually two deformed horns erected upside down on his forehead, the color of the deformed horns is purple-gold, and from time to time there are even slight arcs of lightning flashing away.

This seemed rather strange.

Moreover, on both sides of the deformity, there are two small bulges slightly protruding.

Seeing this, Qin Fan couldn't help but guess again.

Immediately, Qin Fan smiled and said: "Hehe, Ziyi, don't be like this, it's fine..."

In other words, as soon as the Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger landed on the ground, it rushed towards Qin Fan.