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The colorless and transparent flame is suspended quietly, always maintaining this state, looking very soft, without any danger.

But Ye Zichuan was full of vigilance. This was what Yan Emperor left behind. Even the golden flames were inferior to them, and they definitely had terrifying power.

The soft light rippled like water, and Ye Zichuan's whole body was washed.

He didn't feel the danger, he only felt a feeling of fusion.

His hand gradually approached the transparent flame, and the flame was still burning, nothing unusual.

Behind him, the old man's neck stretched very long, and even his fist could not help being clenched, staring at Ye Zichuan's every move.

After seeing Ye Zichuan approaching the colorless flame unscathed, the divine light in his eyes instantly became sharp, piercing the void.

Ye Zichuan's heartbeat speeded up a bit, and he actually touched the colorless flame.

The flame was beating in his palm, there was a warm feeling, besides there was no other danger.

He even felt that the flame seemed to be alive, conveying an emotion, testing him, touching him, and feeling who he was.

This is the kind of fire left by Emperor Yan. It has existed here for hundreds of millions of years and no one can take it away.

Today, is it finally going to find its new owner?

Ye Zichuan took a deep breath, and then slowly pulled his hand back.

The flame in his palm also moved, and did not jump out of his palm.

Seeing this scene, the old man behind his eyes became brighter.

In the next moment, without warning, he shot directly.

boom!

The breath of horror exploded here, like the birth of a prehistoric beast that has been trapped for countless epochs. That breath is too old, too magnificent, and boundless, as if the universe and galaxies are poured down, bringing down the battlefield of myths. A corner is submerged!

The ordinary old man exuded such a terrible aura, much stronger than the master.

The hairs on Ye Zichuan's back stood up, and he felt a great danger, unprecedented!

The power of origin!

Moreover, it is extremely rich and powerful, just like mastering a law of the universe and being able to create such a law.

The eyes of the old man burned with monstrous golden flames, and the surrounding sea of ​​fire was completely boiling.

The flames all over every corner of the luminous body gathered here at this time, like an ocean, completely submerged here.

At this moment, he seemed to feel this kind of breath, and the transparent flame in Ye Zichuan's palm seemed to have been frightened, and suddenly rose a lot.

A creepy energy flowed out here, and even Ye Zichuan felt like a dead soul.

The transparent flame erupted, and just leaking a trace of power, it actually forced back the golden flames in the sky.

The old man raised his fist and slammed, and then hit Ye Zichuan's back with one punch.

Ye Zichuan is in great danger!

In the front is the fire that suddenly recovered, and in the back is the strongest.

Life is hanging by a thread!

when!

With a roar, Shennongding exploded with billions of light, and the copper rust on it glowed, like an ancient totem and imprint came alive, with a prehistoric breath coming across the mysterious yellow of the universe.

The mysterious yellow air was flowing, one after another, like a hanging sky hanging down.

The Shennong Ding suddenly became bigger, exuding the supreme aura, as if the king was over the world, and the aura of an emperor was permeating.

"Emperor Yan?"

The old man's eyes became extremely bright, and he stared at the Shennongding in mid-air, like an enemy, his face was full of bitter hatred and killing intent!

Whoosh!

At this time, the flame in Ye Zichuan's palm also flew out and merged with Shennongding.

Boom!

A tremor, like beating a drum, and like a giant walking, shocked the entire mythical battlefield.

A breath awakened.

Every creature in the mythological battlefield felt it, like an invisible giant mountain pressing on their hearts, making them panic and suffocating them.

This breath is too terrifying, like an emperor looking down on the universe, majestic and majestic, looking at the world!

Boom!Boom!

One after another, like stepping on a person's heart, the heart could not bear it, and it almost burst open.

Ye Zichuan's eyes were as sharp as a heavenly sword, staring at Shennongding.

In the mouth of the tripod, there are fragments of time flying, various terrifying scenes are performing, the sun and the moon change, the stars are disillusioned, and the universe is in reincarnation.

A breath of terror pouring out like a flood that bursts a bank, flooding half of the mythical battlefield.

Boom!Boom!

The footsteps were getting closer and Ding’s mouth burst out with infinite rays of light, billions of ray of brilliance, the sky was full of time fragments.

Accompanied by endless flames, as well as turbulent light and heat, a figure walked out of the tripod, as if running through the ancient, modern and future, across the world.

In the transparent flame, a figure appeared.

I couldn't see his true appearance, and he wasn't tall, but he stood there as if he was the center of the entire universe. The heavens and domains were all under his feet, shaking and moving.

"Emperor Yan!"

Unmatched killing intent erupted in the old man's eyes, making a low growl.

It's hard to imagine that he had admired the Yan Emperor just now, but now, he showed such a killing intent, like hatred engraved in his bones.

What exactly did Yan Emperor do to him that would make him burst out of such killing intent?

It's incredible!

Ye Zichuan's eyes also became cold.

From the beginning, he felt that this old man was not simple, his attitude was also very wrong, and he was too enthusiastic about him.

Moreover, the other party can display that golden flame. Although he said he learned it from Emperor Yan, Ye Zichuan didn't believe it very much.

He hasn't forgotten the golden skeletons he encountered when he was outside.

Now it seems that this old man is really not a good thing.

The figure was shrouded in flames. Although he couldn't see his true face, Ye Zichuan felt very familiar, as if he had known each other a long time ago.

The blood in his body is also burning and boiling.

This is Emperor Yan, his ancestor, one of the most prestigious and powerful men of the human race.

He left too many legends, and left many regrets.

Such a strong man eventually disappeared in the long river of history and became the pain of all races.

And now, Ye Zichuan saw him again.

"Hong Yi!"

Yan Emperor looked at the old man and slowly uttered two words.

"It seems you are really dead, just an obsession!"

The old man stared at Yan Emperor, his whole body was burning with golden flames.

"What about dead? Are you alive and comfortable?"

The old man sneered: "When I die, everything is empty, and I still have hope when I live!"

"Just like now, what you left can only belong to the deity."

"You can't do it!" Yan Emperor was bathed in the flames, but his plain words were extremely domineering, "I couldn't get it before, but I still can't get it now."

The killing intent on the old man's body was instantly terrifying countless times.

"I want to smash you completely and leave you empty forever!"