After 20 Years Of Silence, The Clone Is Now Invincible

"Yan Bufan? I remember that sister Lingxin's fiancé is called Yan Bufan, right? Could it be the same person?" A handsome young man sitting next to Yan Lingxin said without hesitation.

This young man's name is Yan Qinghe, and he likes Yan Lingxin very much.

Secretly, he had already investigated everything about Yan Lingxin.

So it's not surprising to know that Yan Lingxin's fiancé is called Yan Bufan.

"What, Lingxin has a fiancé, how come I don't know."

"It is said that they were betrothed, but this Yan Bufan has very poor talent. So far, he has not possessed a flame, and his family is also average, and there is not even a King Realm strongman in his family."

"In other words, he is a waste. How can he be worthy of our Lingxin? The engagement must be cancelled."

"Sister Lingxin, you must never marry that Yan Bufan, otherwise your life will be ruined."

"This Yan Bufan is simply a toad wanting to eat swan meat, wishful thinking, Ling'er, do you need me to find someone to kill him?"

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Yan Qinghe's words were like a boulder thrown into the calm sea, stirring up huge waves among the boys and girls, and everyone was extremely angry.

Yan Lingxin is a proud daughter of heaven.

Marry a waste?

No!

Absolutely not!

They would never agree.

Yan Lingxin ignored the indignation of the crowd.

She looked up and saw the figure of Yan Bufan, and her eyes immediately turned cold.

She had heard Yan Bufan's trash name so many times that she was almost sick of it.

Every time someone mentioned Yan Bufan and her fiancé in front of her, she couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in her heart.

This was a mockery of her.

This was a slap in her face.

She was a daughter of heaven, but she actually had a trash fiancé.

Ridiculous!

It was really ridiculous!

She was an ambitious person, and she couldn't accept marrying a trash.

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Headed to the entrance of the altar.

After a search by the guards, Yan Bufan and the other person entered a passage with flames on both sides.

A moment later, the two came to the altar.

This was an altar more than ten meters high, covering a vast area and in an octagonal shape.

The walls around the altar were engraved with various flame totems.

Although it had been baptized by countless years, it was still lifelike, like a real flame, as if it would break through the wall at any time.

"Two positions have just been vacated on the southwest side of the altar. You stand over there." The old voice resounded in the hearts of Yan Bufan and the others.

After hearing the instructions, the two of them walked towards the southwest side of the altar without any nonsense.

After a while, they climbed onto the altar.

In the center of the altar, a ball of green flame floated, emitting a terrifying high temperature.

There were already many people standing on the altar, both men and women, all with their eyes closed.

Obviously, the fire had entered the body.

But whether it could be successfully obtained and successfully rooted was another matter.

Yan Bufan lowered his head.

At this moment, he was standing on a stone pillar with a radius of about one meter and a height of two meters.

The stone pillar was extremely strange, and it was engraved with runes all over.

As soon as he stepped on it, Yan Bufan felt a heat several times higher than that of the outside world rushing into his body.

Because he had already had two experiences.

He understood that the heat entering the body could increase the success rate of retaining the fire by three or four times.

"The ceremony begins." The old voice sounded.

As soon as the words fell!

Whoosh!

The blue flame in the center of the altar separated a cluster of flames, which shot out at the speed of lightning and sank into Yan Bufan's chest.

As the flames entered the body, countless voices rang in Yan Bufan's ears, like thousands of people chanting, which was extremely strange.

When Yan Bufan felt the flames that suddenly appeared in his body, the old voice sounded again: "Close your eyes, experience it with your heart, feel it, tame it, and do everything you can to keep it."

Yan Bufan gently closed his eyes.

Tame it!

Keep it!

It was just that the old voice had just fallen, and the flames went out of control and rushed around in the body, as if something was attracting it.

Although it would not cause any harm, it also made Yan Bufan very uncomfortable.

Finally, the flame rushed into the Heavenly Fire, and without even a wave, it was swallowed up by the surging Heavenly Fire.

Yan Bufan was stunned for a moment, opened his eyes, raised his left hand, and looked up.

Sure enough, no mark appeared.

If it succeeded, it should be said that there would be a flame mark on the back of his hand.

One flame mark represents the First Grade flame.

Two flame marks represent the Second Grade flame.

And so on.

As a result, there was nothing on the back of his hand, which meant that he failed to obtain the fire.

Yan Bufan was speechless, the flame was too fragile and too greedy.

Entering the Heavenly Fire, isn't it looking for death?

Isn't it better to wait until you are stronger before entering?

At this moment, Yan Bufan heard a laugh: "Haha, success, I succeeded, I also have flames, I can practice."

Yan Bufan rolled his eyes and knew it was Yan Feiyun's voice as soon as he heard it.

He looked over and his eyes fell on the back of Yan Feiyun's hand.

"Five marks."

Yan Bufan raised his eyebrows. No wonder he was so proud.

If this happened in the city where he lived, he would definitely be a genius.

Yan Feiyun noticed Yan Bufan's gaze, and his heart moved. His eyes fell on the back of Yan Bufan's hand.

Seeing that Yan Bufan still had no marks on his hand, Yan Feiyun's face became even more proud. He couldn't help but sneer: "The tribe gave you three chances to get the fire, but you didn't succeed once."

"What a waste, wasting the tribe's resources in vain. After you go out, don't say you are my relative. I am ashamed to be with you."

Yan Bufan glanced at Yan Feiyun and smiled disdainfully.

Isn't it just the Fifth Grade flame?

How dare you mock him?

In a few years, when he completes his mission.

Not to mention the Fifth Grade genius, even the Ninth Grade Transcendent Level monster has to bow his head in front of him.

Yan Bufan ignored Yan Feiyun and turned to walk down the altar.

But the little notebook in his heart silently wrote down Yan Feiyun's name.

Anyway, they are not relatives, so there is no need for him to show any mercy in the future.

"Haha." Seeing Yan Bufan dare not refute, Yan Feiyun immediately laughed wildly, and his heart was extremely excited.

From now on, who dares to say that he is a waste.

He can't wait to tell this good news to his family so that they can be proud.

Fifth Grade Flame!

It is more powerful than ordinary companion flames.

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