Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

Chapter 449 Three Thousand Flames

Holding Xian'er in his arms, he chatted with her in a low voice for a while.

Xian'er's voice gradually became confused, her eyes slowly closed, she murmured a few times, and then she was silent, and the sound of even breathing came out of her nose quietly.

Wei Yang looked down and found that she was actually asleep.

There was a touch of doting in his eyes, looking at that pretty and gentle face, he raised his hand to gently comb her hair on her forehead, and in his mind, he couldn't help but recall the scene when they first met.

At that time, both of them were so immature.

Wei Yang, fifteen years old, was only at the Doushi realm, and had just obtained the opportunity to come out of the cliff cave.

And Xian'er, only thirteen years old, had not yet embarked on the path of cultivation. When she first arrived in Qingshan Town, she was full of confusion and helplessness about the future.

Through a rather clichéd hero saving beauty plot, the two met like this.

They walked together all the way, encouraged each other, worked hand in hand, and worked hard together for their goals, and came to this day.

Now, Wei Yang is already a five-star Dou Zong, and with his full strength, he can kill an ordinary one-star Dou Zun in seconds.

And Xian'er is already a three-star Dou Zun.

Such achievements and heights were beyond their imagination at that time.

Thinking back to the pig-like look he showed to Xian'er at that time, he inexplicably felt ashamed, embarrassed to the point of digging his toes, wishing he could travel back in time and slap himself to death.

He was too impatient, and Xian'er was only thirteen years old at that time, what was he thinking, a beast!

His fame and image were gone, all ruined!

I don't know if Xian'er still remembers this, uh, she should, definitely remember it.

Wei Yang covered his forehead.

It's hard to reverse what has been done.

This stain can never be erased in this lifetime.

Now looking back, such a childish thing is even more stupid than Xiao Yan's shouting that thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west!

It's almost the same as sneaking into the little girl's room to give her a massage in the middle of the night with Xiao Yan.

Therefore, he and Xiao Yan are the elder brothers, not to mention the second brother, and they are all the same.

(Emperor Yang and Emperor Yan both have stains, and the stains are similar. They both took advantage of their wives' young and ignorant days to capture their hearts with improper means, and also peeped at the snake girl taking a bath~ So, when one day, they stood on the top of the universe and looked down at the long river of time, looking back on the past, they were speechless for a while)

Don't think about it anymore, I'm tired, destroy it!

Wei Yang sighed in his heart, and suddenly had the urge to kill and silence people, kill all those who knew about this, so that no one would know.

Of course, that was obviously impossible.

The arm around Xian'er's willow waist tightened a little.

Wei Yang lowered his head and pecked her smooth forehead fiercely.

As if she felt Wei Yang's intimacy, Xian'er's pretty cheeks became softer, and the corners of her mouth seemed to quietly raise a sweet smile.

Seeing this, Wei Yang couldn't help but pinch her face lightly.

It is undeniable that in his heart, his feelings for Xian'er are the deepest.

He raised his head and looked at the dazzling starry sky.

As he gazed intently, he also noticed that the night sky of Shengdan City seemed to be more spiritual than the night sky of other places.

With his eyes narrowed, he whispered in his heart: "Miesheng, it's been so long, have you felt the breath of the Three Thousand Flames?"

In the Dantian, the black sun trembled gently.

Buzz buzz buzz~

No, no.

"Can't sense it? It seems that the blocking method of this Dan Tower is really secretive and stable."

"Let me see what this strange fire ninth: Three Thousand Flames looks like." Wei Yang whispered in his heart with curiosity.

A slight arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then his eyes slowly closed.

At the moment when his eyes were closed, the majestic soul power, like a tide, surged out from the center of his eyebrows, and then spread towards the bright starry sky in the sky.

The soul power spread quietly in the sky like water waves.

The spiritual soul power was like a breeze blowing gently across the night sky, giving people a strange feeling.

His body was also gradually releasing a faint fluorescence during this process.

This fluorescence was extremely magical, like the original pure light of life, but it could not be seen with the naked eye alone, but it was necessary to use soul power to glimpse this light.

Even under Wei Yang's feet, some grass leaves that were originally trampled and yellowed, under the illumination of this weak fluorescence, the yellow color gradually faded and slowly turned into a healthy emerald green.

Some tender buds also grew quietly, looking full of vitality.

This is the spirituality of the soul in the spiritual realm, which can not only give spirit to the elixir, but also bring vitality to all things.

Since the soul broke through to the middle stage of the spiritual realm, Wei Yang seemed to have not released his perception so hard for a long time.

Especially in this Shengdan City, where high-level alchemists gather, he must be careful and cautious, not too presumptuous, otherwise it may cause some unnecessary misunderstandings.

But his curiosity about the Three Thousand Flames made him unable to help doing so.

As the soul power spread, it continued to go towards the high altitude of the inner domain.

I don’t know how long it lasted, and finally at a certain moment, the soul power seemed to break through an invisible barrier.

Immediately, his sea of ​​consciousness shook slightly, and he saw a shocking scene.

In his soul perception vision, he ‘saw’ that in the endless grey void, a giant dragon that seemed to have no end was winding in the vast darkness.

The dragon’s pupils were tightly closed, and a strange purple-black flame was lingering on its body.

As the dragon breathed, many starlights were faintly drawn in, passing through the darkness and sinking into the dragon’s body.

And when Wei Yang’s soul power saw the winding dragon, he suddenly seemed to hear a series of faint dragon roars in his heart.

Ang~

“This is the Three Thousand Flames, also known as the Three Thousand Starry Sky Fire, the Immortal Fire!” Wei Yang murmured in his heart.

Suddenly.

“Who dares to peek into the Dancheng Star Region!” A fierce shout suddenly sounded in the depths of Wei Yang’s soul.

Moreover, this sudden shout directly shattered Wei Yang’s peeping soul power and exploded it.

Wei Yang raised his eyebrows, made a prompt decision, retracted his perception instantly, and left the star field.

As for the soul power that was dispersed, he also directly abandoned it, letting it dissipate in the gray starry sky.

As these soul powers dispersed, a faint spirituality also remained.

"Huh, it's actually a spiritual soul?"

As if sensing the remaining spirituality, a subtle voice of surprise sounded in the void space.

Immediately, the voice echoed and chased in the direction where Wei Yang's perception retreated: "I don't know which friend came late at night, why don't you show up and see me?"

However, there was silence in the void, without any response, and no trace left.

"Have you left? You walked pretty fast!"

Far away from the outer area of ​​Shengdan City in the starry sky.

In the quiet courtyard, Wei Yang's perception was quickly retracted, and his tightly closed eyes slowly opened.

Huh~

He let out a long breath and looked at the starry sky deep in the Holy Dan City again.

He smacked his lips and said, "As expected of Danta, it discovered my perception so quickly."

He then chuckled. If he didn't want to show it, then he wouldn't show it.

He was just a little curious anyway, and wanted to see what the Three Thousand Flames really looked like.

Now that he had seen it, his curiosity was satisfied.

Well, the appearance is indeed good, but, no matter how good it is, it is only ranked ninth.

That's it.

"Brother Yang, what's wrong?" Xian'er opened her eyes in a daze and asked in a low voice.

As she spoke, she arched her body slightly into Wei Yang's arms, as if she wanted to find a warmer and more comfortable place.

"It's okay, let's go back to sleep."

Wei Yang smiled, picked her up and walked away, "Isn't it just to deliver food? Satisfy you!"

"Hate~"

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