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The golden flame was no different from what Ye Zichuan saw outside, and even stronger.

The golden flame burns slowly, allowing people to cast an indestructible golden body, and its power is evident.

Ye Zichuan looked at the old man with crystal clear horns, his eyes flickering slightly.

Has he seen Emperor Yan?

What did it have to do with Emperor Yan, it would actually get part of the other party's inheritance.

The colorless and transparent flame floats and rises in the center. It has remained unchanged for hundreds of millions of years. The entire luminous body is the light and heat released by it.

The magma sea of ​​tens of millions of miles also exists because of it.

Needless to think about how amazing this flame is, it is definitely the most terrifying flame in the universe.

"Maybe I am too dull. I can only comprehend this level for so many years, and I can't make any further progress." The old man sighed, "However, even if it is just a golden sacred fire, it is enough for me to use."

"Emperor Yan's attainments in the law of fire, not to mention the number one in ancient times, are almost the same. An ordinary law can walk out of a great road, which is even stronger than time and space in his hands. It is indeed shocking. "

This is an amazing achievement.

The law of fire is the most basic law of the Three Thousand Great Dao, one of the powers of the five elements, and the basic element that constitutes the law of the universe.

But in the hands of Emperor Yan, this law has become an invincible force, more powerful than the two supreme laws.

This is the reason why he is so special.

There are not many people who practice the law of fire in the universe, but no one can reach his level.

Even the old man who couldn't see through the depths in front of him had only gained part of Yan Di's power and comprehended the golden flames.

But the distance to the colorless flame is still a bit short.

"Is this flame left by Emperor Yan?" Ye Zichuan asked.

The old man nodded: "This is his natural fire, the essence of his life, and inheriting this flame will be able to obtain all his inheritance."

There was a touch of regret in his expression: "Maybe I am old and don't have such a source of blessing. I can only wait for the destined to wait for the destiny."

"Emperor Yan, is he really dead?" Ye Zichuan's voice was low.

"Yes, that kind of arrogant, to be jealous of others, to be jealous of heaven, is too regrettable."

Ye Zichuan's expression is also a bit complicated.

For this legendary ancient person, I believe that changing any human race will give birth to endless yearning and respect.

His position is too special, and he is one of the emperors who laid the glory of the human race.

Humans call themselves the descendants of Yan and Huang, and the word Yan is still in the first place, so you can see his speciality.

This is an ancestor worthy of worship by all races.

Ye Zichuan thought that he, like Emperor Fuxi, had the hope of resurrection.

But now it seems that hope has been completely dashed.

The colorless flame burned slowly, feeling it up close, without too high temperature, and no glaring brilliance.

Just like Emperor Yan himself, although it gave outsiders a dazzling light, in the eyes of Ye Zichuan, it was as soft as moonlight, like a flame in the dark, giving people hope and dawn.

"The descendants of the human race, descendants of Yan and Huang, come to pay homage to their ancestors."

Ye Zichuan saluted here respectfully.

The great gift of a ruler is unbearable, but Emperor Yan can deserve it.

when!when!

An amazing thing happened. The small tripod made a sound like a yellow bell and a big Lu, like a sacrificial voice, grand and heavy, echoing between heaven and earth.

The old man looked at the tripod with a bright golden light flashing in his eyes: "Shennongding?"

Hearing this name, Ye Zichuan's heart moved slightly.

Shennongding, this is the supreme artifact in Chinese legends, extremely powerful.

Is this tripod in front of you the legendary Shennong tripod?

Ye Zichuan thought that a god pill had been bred in the cauldron before, and it was on him now.

In this way, Emperor Yan and Shennong should be the same person.

According to ancient records, many people think that the two should not be the same person, but now it seems that they are the same person.

Emperor Yan is proficient in the law of fire, and Shennong's taste of herbs can naturally refine the supreme pill.

"Senior, can no one take away this flame?"

The old man shook his head: "No, since I knew it was here, I've seen countless people who came to collect the flames, but they were all unsuccessful. Although it is an unowned thing, it cannot be taken away by anyone."

"It seems to be waiting for someone, waiting for someone who can be like Yandi, but the universe is so big, it is difficult to give birth to such a goddess."

From the words of the old man, it is not difficult to hear that he admired Yandi to the extreme and spoke highly of him.

Ye Zichuan also wanted to see now, what kind of demeanor this legendary ancient man was like, even after so long, people will never forget.

"Do you want to try? You are a descendant of the human race, with his blood on you, maybe you can inherit his mantle." The old man said suddenly.

There is a look of expectation in his eyes: "For so long, I have been waiting for such a person, if it can be inherited, then I also have a regret."

"Senior won't you try?" Ye Zichuan asked rhetorically.

"My aptitude is dull, so I'll be like this in my life, and I have no chance with such good luck." The old man laughed at himself.

"I practice the law of space, not the law of fire. Hope is even slimmer, so I don't need to try it." Ye Zichuan said.

"That's not necessarily. The inheritance of Human Race is not what you think. You must practice the same rules to inherit. What Yan Emperor left behind is more of a symbol. This fire represents the hope of Human Race. And Dawn." The old man said: "A master like you born in the human race is someone who can inherit the Datong."

Ye Zichuan shook his head: "The glory of the ancestors is hard to reach in my life, and I can only look forward to it."

"The young man is too modest, maybe Yandi and others are you, it doesn't hurt to try." The old man kept persuading, very much hope that Ye Zichuan could try.

Ye Zichuan seemed to move a little, with a hesitation on his face.

The old man urged again: "It doesn't matter if you try, it doesn't matter if you fail."

Ye Zichuan hesitated and said, "Then try?"

"Try it now, maybe I can witness a grand event today." The old man showed a touch of excitement and seemed to look forward to the next scene.

With a hint of anxiety on Ye Zichuan's face, he slowly walked over to the colorless flame.

Behind him, the old man stared at him unblinkingly, as if he was more nervous than himself.

If you look carefully, you will find that deep in the old man's eyes, there is still a hidden murderous intent!