I, the son of Yang Guo, abducted Zhang Sanfeng across the heavens

Yang Gui looked at the excited Yan Jin and almost laughed out loud.He quickly sat down on the spot and started studying the Yan Clan's knowledge system.

He was afraid that if he didn't divert his attention, he would really laugh in the Yan clan for two days, which would be too detrimental to the majesty of heaven.

It can only be said that Yang Gui has no idea about his own image. He was recognized as a lunatic by the seven ancient tribes more than 100 years ago. What kind of image can he have?

This research took another half a month to pass.

In the past half month, everyone in the Yan clan was trembling with fear. They didn't dare to breathe hard, for fear of blowing some dust next to the evil god and getting beaten again.

Yan Jin, in particular, guards his own clan members more strictly than prisoners.

Who knows what crazy things he might do if he angers this guy.Last time, I just separated the new exotic fire that I finally integrated. This time, if one of them is directly extracted to me, will I fall directly into the Six-Star Dou Sheng?
To the outside world, the Six-Star Fighting Saint seems to be a heaven-shaking existence, but to the eight ancient tribes, my majestic leader of the Yan tribe is in the same realm as the elixir from the Dan Pagoda?
He was afraid that Emperor Hun Tian and Gu Yuan would think this was a conspiracy of their Yan clan, in order to laugh them to death.

Fortunately, while the entire Yan clan was on tenterhooks, half a month later, Yang Gui finally read all the books in the Yan clan's collection, and gained some insights into developing clan patterns suitable for the Yan clan's physique.

"Come on, I'll teach you again."

Yang Gui sighed. He didn't like teaching disciples very much. Although he always had one or two disciples in these worlds, they were all protagonists or people closely connected with the Son of Destiny.

He doesn't have much patience, unlike Zhang Sanfeng.If he were to be transferred to Wudang Mountain in the Yitian World, he would definitely not be able to stand the seven idiots of the Wudang Seven Heroes.

He taught his disciples basically just like Xiao Yan now, giving the secret books to his disciples and letting him practice according to them.If you don’t succeed, it means you didn’t work hard. How could I succeed?

But there is nothing we can do, this is the inconvenience of Tiandao.

You must be a Duanshui Master. Since you have taught it to the Soul Clan and the Ancient Clan, each of the eight Ancient Clan will be indispensable, unless Yang Gui doesn't look at their clan crests.

"The clan pattern of your Yan clan actually has more room for development in line with the characteristics of your bloodline."

Yang Gui took a tube of Yan Jin's blood, looked at the sun and said.

The Dou Emperor, the ancestor of the Yan clan, can only be called Emperor Yan. In the future, Xiao Yan can only be called Emperor Xiao according to the Dou Qi Continent.

Emperor Yan, the ancestor of the Yan clan, should also be a master at playing with fire.Although he is not like Tuoshe Ancient Emperor and Xiao Yan, who possesses the "Fen Jue" that seems to have drifted from the vast world, he is definitely a talent.

According to their Dou Emperor bloodline analysis, the Yan Emperor, the ancestor of the Yan clan, should have possessed at least twelve kinds of strange fires at his peak, and they were completely integrated.

Only in this way can the talent of controlling fire be left in the blood of the descendants of the Yan clan.

"If that's the case, then I suggest you..."

Yang Gui recalled the content of "Fen Jue", and through the bloodline of the Yan clan, he imagined the bloodline of the ancestors of the Yan clan, and then sketched a few strokes in the air.

Almost as soon as Yang Gui completed his sketch, a strong heat wave exploded in the form of a circular shock wave towards the surroundings.

Even though the entire Yan clan was born to play with fire, and no one had wet the bed in thousands of years, they were still hit by this heat wave, causing them to retreat or even be thrown away.

Because of Yan Jin's attention, almost everyone above Dou Zun in the clan gathered in a circle and waited outside. This impact almost wiped out the entire Yan clan.

"Ow!"

It's easier to say that the strong ones above the level of Dou Sheng only feel like they are being sprayed by scorching flames, their bodies are hot and their faces are red.

The Dou Zuns below the Dou Sheng level, even those at the peak of the ninth rank, could not withstand the heat, and blisters began to appear on their bodies. The Dou Zuns below the three-star level even caught fire directly on their bodies.

"This...this is...?"

However, the clan elders above Dou Sheng had no intention of caring about them. The miserable Dou Zun of the Yan clan could only find a way to put out the fire on his own.

While putting out the fire, he had to endure the pain and look at the patterns in the air to avoid being punished by the clan rules when the clan elders asked him about it.

From Yan Jin on down, all the Fighting Saints of the Yan Clan stared blankly at the lines in the sky.

After a long time, Yan Jin asked: "Lord Tiandao, is this the clan crest of our Yan clan? Is this the right number?"

As we all know, the clan mark can only have nine strokes at most, because the bloodline under the Dou Emperor is only at the ninth level in total. Even if you are a divine bloodline, you cannot use the clan mark to improve.

After all, you are a Dou Emperor yourself. It is your turn to provide bloodline and clan patterns to other clan members. How can you still use the clan clan patterns of the previous Dou Emperor to improve your strength?

However, there were twelve strokes of lines carved by Yang Gui in the air.

This is unimaginable to the eight ancient tribes who have almost played with their clan patterns.

"Ah, that's right. Back then, your ancestor of the Yan clan, Emperor Yan, possessed a total of twelve kinds of strange fires. He carved the fire properties of the twelve kinds of strange fires into his blood and passed them down. This is how you have the ability to control the flames in the blood of your Yan clan. Ability."

Yang Gui is also very satisfied with his innovation:
"So I made a change. I no longer draw the clan pattern based on the Dou Emperor's bloodline level, but instead draw it based on the bloodline characteristics of your ancestors. This can stimulate your bloodline characteristics to the maximum extent. This is only possible for your Yan clan. Sex, other races can’t do it.”

"Lord Tiandao, could you please draw it for me? I want to try it first!"

Yan Jin thought for a long time before gritting his teeth and saying.

You must know that this kind of change to the bloodline is very dangerous. The Dou Emperor Ancient Clan has to be careful and change it bit by bit during their thousands of years of history.

Like Yang Gui, he changed the nine-stroke family pattern into twelve strokes in one move. The changes were beyond recognition. It was a very scary thing. It would probably destroy the Dou Emperor's bloodline.

If someone else had come up with this trick, Yan Jin wouldn't even look at it and would directly greet him with strange fire.

But Yang Gui...

Whoever makes this happen is the way of heaven.

Regardless of whether it is true or not that he is a Tiandao, it is true that Gu Yuan and Emperor Hun Tian have indeed accepted Yang Gui's teachings and gifts.

It is true that his subordinates can even train a terrifying powerhouse who can single-handedly defeat the top powerhouses of the Soul Clan.

Yan Jin recalled the scene more than 100 years ago when the alien fire he had fused was easily separated, and he gritted his teeth and decided to give it a try.

"You try it? Do you know how much energy and resources are wasted on carving clan crests? What a big adventure you say it is."

Yang Gui was very dissatisfied with Yan Jin's attitude, "You don't take my heavenly law seriously, do you?" "How can I, I can't wait any longer." Yan Jin could only say something against his will, " Please Lord Tiandao, please reward me."

"Okay." Seeing that Yan Jin's attitude was good, Yang Gui didn't bother him much. He waved his hand and pressed down, and the lines in the air fell directly on Yan Jin.

"hiss……"

Yan Jin screamed out in shock as he was burned, and then looked at Yang Gui blankly: "Master Tiandao, why don't you start?"

"What did you start with? The painting is finished." Yang Gui reached out and condensed an ice mirror, looking for Yan Jin's whole body to show him.

"Ah, this, is this good?" Everyone in the Yan clan was dumbfounded.

What Yang Gui said just now is correct. To carve a family pattern, a strong person needs to use the emperor's pen to carve it. It requires a lot of energy and resources to carve it.

Therefore, within the Doudi Ancient Clan, people with bloodlines below the fourth rank are not qualified to draw clan crests at all.It’s not that I can’t draw one or two strokes, but it’s mainly because I think it’s wasted by someone with such poor qualifications.

But what did Yang Gui do?He didn't use the imperial pen or activate his bloodline. He just stretched out his hand and the pattern in the air was imprinted on his body?

Not to mention others, even Yan Jin himself, who could feel the power brought by the new version of the ship's clan pattern, still couldn't believe this fact.

"I insist on saying it's good, but actually it's not good yet."

Yang Gui looked at the lines on Yan Jin's back and said: "Each of your twelve lines means that you can absorb a kind of strange fire. The twelve lines are twelve kinds of strange fire. It is a serious absorption and fusion. , it’s not the same thing as that bullshit fusion fire you made before.”

"Ah? Is there still this matter?" Everyone in the Yan clan was overjoyed.

At that time, Yan Jin mobilized his two different fires and forced them into the clan pattern.

"It's really possible, it's really possible!" Feeling the smoothness like a baby swallow returning to its nest, Yan Jin exclaimed in surprise.

Not only did Yan Jin feel that the strange fire injected into the clan pattern was very smooth, but the two kinds of strange fire could also blend very smoothly, as if they were born to grow together.

What Yan Jin had spent thousands of years trying to accomplish, with the help of Yang Gui's new clan pattern, was fused together almost instantly, and the degree of fusion was far better than what he had done before. The new strange fire is much higher.

Yan Jin quickly injected his other flames into it.The most indispensable thing for the Yan clan is flame.Although there are not that many strange fires, flames that are not inferior to the strange fires are everywhere.

The beast fire of the ninth-level magic beast, the pill fire of the ninth-level elixir, the thunder fire of the sky thunder, the emperor fire left by the ancestor Dou Emperor, there are many kinds of flames, and each one is no worse than some strange fires.

Finally, the flames filled the twelve clan patterns, and all twelve lines lit up. Yan Jin let out a low roar and was about to activate the clan patterns.

"Drink!"

After drinking low, nothing happened.

A gust of breeze blew by, blowing the flames on the naked upper body, and even felt a little cold.

"Lord Tiandao, why can't this be activated?" Yan Jin was really panicked. As happy as he was just now, he was now panicking.I think this madness can't destroy my Dou Emperor bloodline, right?

Am I still going to fall to the level of a five-star fighting saint, worse than the elixir in Danta?
"Oh, you...how can I say it?" Yang Gui was really convinced. The way of depicting the clan pattern had changed, and the inspired core had also changed from blood to a strange fire controlled by flames. It was still used before How could it be inspired?
If you take the key of a three-ring lock to open the lock of the safe, can you open it?
If it were Xiao Yan, he definitely wouldn't be able to do this kind of thing.

"You can't handle this kind of thing, can you?" Yang Gui asked Xiao Xun'er worriedly.

"I definitely can't." Xiao Xun'er raised her Golden Emperor's Burning Sky Flame in her hand, "I will first try to use my bloodline to communicate with the strange fire to explode the power. If it doesn't work, I will ask Grandpa Yang what to do. I'm crying here. I feel so stupid."

"you……"

Okay, okay, I'm stupid, I'm stupid, okay?

He knew this little girl, Gu Xun'er. Not to mention that she was the fiancée of Tiandao's disciple. She stood nearby and called "Grandpa Yang" all the time. Just because she was the only bit of flesh and blood from the ancient elder, he Yan Jin I can't afford to mess with this little girl.

You are all the big guys and I am the one who is the one being bullied, okay?

Yan Jin suddenly felt that the majestic leader of the eight ancient clans actually felt like a small sect was being bullied.

But there was no way. Regardless of whether the twelve strokes of clan patterns worked well or not, just because of their ability to accommodate strange fires and easily fuse them, it was worth offering him.

"Just remember, I'll only do it once."

Yang Gui didn't want to touch the body of a big man directly with his hands, let alone let Xiao Xun'er touch it. He missed Xiao Yan very much at this time. Alas, it was the male disciple who used it easily.

So Yang Gui had no choice but to take out Xuanhuang Yan, which was ranked No. 20 on the Alien Fire List, and flicked it onto Yan Jin's body through the air.

Strange fire is something that is both precious and not precious to him.It would definitely be impossible to give it to Xiao Yan at this stage, but it wouldn't matter if it were given to someone else.

Furukawa who works for him owns more than half of the top five in the Alien Fire Ranking. Now Yan Jin is given Xuanhuang Yan, which is ranked lowest. It seems to be quite precious, but in fact, to Yang Gui, it is no more than pouring a bowl of hot water. the difference.

The strange fire penetrated along the lines of the clan pattern, and squeezed out a flame of the lowest level of fighting spirit, and then began to gradually heat up in the clan pattern.

Yan Jin felt as if the blood all over his body was boiling, and his whole body was enveloped in scorching flames.As the Xuanhuang Flame heats up, the other twelve flames contained in the Yanjin clan's pattern also begin to heat up one after another. The temperature is getting higher and higher, and even Yanjin is a little unbearable.

Finally, before Yan Jin felt that he was about to pass out, there was a "boom" and something seemed to explode, and then his breath was rising crazily.

The aura of the Flame Realm was even excessively concentrated, causing those Yan Clan Dou Zun standing here to feel their breathing stagnant and their eyes dizzy.

Fighting Master of the Yan Tribe: Who are we provoking? This is it!

In the end, Yan Jin's aura climbed all the way to the peak of the Nine-Star Fighting Saint, and he even wanted to go up again. However, Yang Gui narrowed his eyes slightly, and Yan Jin's aura suddenly stopped as if it was cut off by something.

"Hahahahaha, hahahaha!" However, even if he was only at the peak of Fighting Saint, it was enough to make Yan Jin overjoyed.For so many years, he has defended against Xiao Xuan and Gu Yuan, and he has defended against Gu Yuan and the Soul Emperor.

In fact, he knew in his heart that whether he was on guard or not, it was all in vain. The gap between the nine-star late-stage Dou Sage and the eight-star late-stage Dou Sage was like a chasm.If these people really want to take action, their Yan clan will have no chance of survival.

but now?

"Gu Yuan, Soul Emperor, times have changed! Our Yan clan has also risen!" (End of this chapter)