Chapter 1252

Looking back now, he also suddenly realized that when he followed Emperor Lin to the Yanjin clan, the master went directly to the patriarch of the Yanjin clan to ask for the Yanjin seal.

In Wei Ziliang's eyes at the beginning, his master's purpose for asking for the Yanjin Seal was just to look at it, which was pure curiosity.

Just like myself, I am full of curiosity about the Horcrux, the symbol of the succession of the Yanjin Clan patriarch.

It's just that in this situation, after hearing Lin Qian's words, in retrospect, I'm afraid the truth of the matter is not as simple as I thought.

There must be some kind of secret hidden in the Yanjin seal, and this secret, the Nether tribe who sneaked into the Yanjin tribe in disguise, also knows about it.

His purpose of infiltrating here was to try his best to obtain the Yanjin Seal.

After realizing it in his heart, Wei Ziliang's gaze towards Yan Rulie changed, "How about it, little master, do you want me to take action?"

"We should do it, but the target is not this person." Speaking of this, Lin Qian inadvertently glanced at the location of the four-eyed spirit clan, "After all, there are more than one Nether clan in this palace. place."

After hearing Lin Qian's words, Wei Ziliang's expression changed, and he immediately came to his senses.

"How, Lie'er, what are you thinking about now?" The Nether tribe, who was disguised as Yan Zhengfei, still spoke loudly, bewitching Yan Rulie in front of him, persuading him to make a quick choice.

Yan Rulie still maintained an expression of grief and indignation, but there was a trace of struggle in his eyes, as if he was considering carefully whether to agree to Yan Zhengfei's request.

It's just that in his heart, he secretly thought about how long this acting would last, and when his father would recover.

If he hadn't met Lin Qian and obtained the medicine to heal his father from him, he might have really agreed to him now.

Even the Nether tribe disguised as Yan Zhengfei did not expect that such an accident would happen.

Because, a shout resounded in the hall, and no one reacted.

"Do it!"

Following Lin Qian's order, Wei Ziliang, who was beside him, suddenly got into trouble and rushed towards the Four-Eyed Spirit Race existence near the entrance of the hall.

Under the eruption of soul energy in his body, Wei Ziliang's speed was extremely fast, he was not even armed with a weapon, and he had already approached the prince who came from the four-eyed spirit clan.

After getting close to the opponent, Wei Ziliang couldn't help breaking up, and stretched out his hand to poke the opponent's eyes.

The momentum is not limited, but it is powerful, and the surrounding space is solidified and squeezed. The huge force makes the four-eyed spirits have no ability to resist.

"Ah!" The screams of the four-eyed spirit clan instantly resounded in the hall, and many people looked sideways, unable to bear it.

The four eyes of the four-eyed spirit clan were bleeding, and they were directly blinded by Wei Ziliang.

You know, this is a strong man who has entered the Dao realm, and the body-protecting soul energy was broken so easily, and his four eyes were blinded.

Even, when Wei Ziliang shot from the beginning to the end, no one could capture his figure.

By the time he realized it, the four eyes of the four-eyed spirit clan prince had already gone blind.

There is no earth-shattering power, nor majestic, dazzling burst of soul energy. Just rushed to reach out to poke the opponent's eyes, simple and straightforward, quickly and neatly.

Raging Flame Palace, after all, is the main palace of the Yanjin clan. If there is a forceful fight here, it will be Lin Qian himself who will be destroyed and distressed.

Now the Flame Palace belongs to the Yanjin clan, and soon after the Yanjin clan merged into the Huaxia Empire, isn't this the empire's?

Generally speaking, it is still their own thing, and it is a pity to damage it.

The moment Wei Ziliang made his move, Yan Yifei, who was lying on the bed with his eyes tightly closed and on the verge of death, suddenly opened his eyes. Surrounded by flames, there was still a faint golden light.

Yan Yifei, who was soaring into the sky, rushed directly to Yan Zhengfei's position, bombarded him with a palm, and instantly turned into a monstrous flame, covering the opponent's whole body, making it impossible to avoid.

The scorching flames burned violently, and the raging flames burned Yan Zhengfei.

One palm, with infinite power, was controlled by him within a very small range, and it did not affect the palace. .

In their realm, if they really fight hard, the earth will shake and the mountains and rivers will be shaken, and the sun and the moon will be darkened. But if you control it carefully, it can be flat, as if nothing happened.

However, pay attention to a strike first.

Just like Wei Ziliang, he took the lead to control the situation in his own hands. If it wasn't like this, the two sides would start fighting, and the whole Raging Flame Palace might have been wiped out.

Yan Yifei clapped his palm and returned to his original position, staring ahead.

Not far away, Yan Rulie looked at his father excitedly with joy in his eyes.

This is the scene he has dreamed of all these years, and at this moment, it has finally come true.

The surrounding elders were also dumbfounded when they saw the situation in front of them.

Originally, his patriarch was still lying on the bed, looking like he was about to die, but now he is alive and well, could it be a dream?

Or is the previous situation of the patriarch simply a fake?

However, when they saw Yan Yifei appeared in front of them safe and sound, the faces of these elders were all filled with joy.

Because facing someone like Yan Zhengfei, they were naturally more willing that the situation had not changed, and they still served and followed Yan Yifei.

For a character like Yan Zhengfei who would attack his elder brother and murder him at the slightest disagreement, following him is also frightening.

"Father, you've finally woken up." After seeing his father, who really woke up, Yan Rulie couldn't restrain the emotions in his heart, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Why are you crying, don't let the young master watch the joke by the side." Looking at the state of his precious son, Yan Yifei also patted the kid on the head angrily.

Originally, Yan Rulie hated her father's slapping her head the most, and she often quarreled over this matter in the past.

But in the past few years, he wished that his father could heal and get up, so that he could slap himself on the head more often.

"Patriarch, are you alright?"

"It's good that it's okay, this person is ambitious, I didn't expect it."

"It's a pity, this kid Zhengfei, if he had a good conduct in the past, why now..." Looking at the figure in the flames, the oldest elder sighed, feeling very emotional.

However, Yan Yifei, who was standing beside him, frowned, and said coldly: "This person is not Zhengfei, but someone else pretending to be the patriarch of our Yanjin clan!"

As soon as Yan Yifei said this, the surrounding elders were inexplicably horrified and puzzled.

The onlookers only knew that this was a lively event, but they didn't expect that Yan Zhengfei, who was pretending to be Yan Yifei, was also pretending.