Chapter 756 Xiao Yan becomes a saint
The morning light falls.
The breeze blows, and the lotus pond is wrinkled.
The gauze curtain swings and the wind chime chimes softly.
In the lotus pavilion, Wei Yang sat cross-legged with bare feet and his eyes slightly closed.
His long black hair fell down like a waterfall. He was wearing a loose black robe embroidered with gold patterns. A few strands of hair on his cheeks were blown by the breeze, caressing his face playfully.
In the middle of the forehead, a black sun pattern appears and disappears.
There was no powerful aura on his body, and his aura was extremely restrained. He looked like a very ordinary mortal young man.
At first glance, it is hard to believe that this young man with a handsome face and a hint of domineering in his eyebrows can actually be the peerless evildoer who once made a name for himself in the mainland. Today's most powerful man.
The atmosphere seems very peaceful.
After a while, Wei Yang's eyes slowly opened. Deep in his eyes, there seemed to be a wisp of black flames beating slightly, and then quickly disappeared.
He raised his head and looked outside the pavilion, at the sparkling water surface that was slightly ruffled by the breeze.
A few lotus flowers float on the water and are in full bloom.
"The Spirit Clan has finally been destroyed?" He murmured in a low voice.
That bastard Soul Emperor is starting to take advantage of the eight ancient tribes.
It's not far away from the opening of Tuoshe Ancient Emperor's cave.
To be honest, in his heart, Wei Yang actually admired and admired Emperor Hun Tian quite a bit.
He will do anything to achieve his goals, and he is ruthless enough to even kill his closest relatives. He is a true hero.
At least compared to Gu Yuan's stuff, it's much better.
In this era, in the previous generation, there were not many strong people who could be noticed by Wei Yang, only two or three.
Xiao Xuan counts as one, Huntian Emperor counts as one, and Zhu Kun can barely count as one. As for Gu Yuan, haha, I really look down on him.
Wei Yang shook his head slightly, stood up, walked slowly out of the pavilion, stood on the corridor, holding the railings with both hands, looking into the distance.
Soon.
The final battle is coming.
There was a hint of expectation in his eyes. He had been silently waiting for this day to come since he came to this world.
In a time of great strife, the strong will be strong and the weak will perish.
The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit.
This has nothing to do with right or wrong, just because that peak position cannot accommodate too many people standing together.
The road to the top is also very narrow and cannot accommodate too many people, so some people are destined to be eliminated.
"You and I have never met each other before, but our positions are different, so Emperor Soul, we are destined to be enemies."
“Sometimes choice is far greater than hard work.”
“Being on the right team is very important.”
“In this time and space, the situation you face will be more difficult. I The appearance will tell you that there are eighteen levels of hell!"
"So you are destined to be a tragedy."
Wei Yang slowly closed his hand on the railing. tight.
Kakakka~
The railings made of high-grade wood could not withstand the stress and were cracked.
Feeling the vast power surging within his body, Wei Yang took a breath.
This feeling of power is so powerful that it makes people intoxicated.
Samsung Peak Battle Saint!
In just two years, he has already stepped from the one-star peak to the three-star peak fighting saint level.
This speed is an exaggeration for the realm of Dou Sheng.
With the blood of Jian and the flame of destruction of life, his body's tyranny is more than that of fighting saints in the same realm.
As long as he has enough energy support, his strength will naturally improve slowly. In ancient times, Yan fed on thunder and fire, but now the powerful combination of this bloodline and the life-destroying flame is even more incredible.
In addition to normal channels, all thunder and flames, including the essence of the sun, can become Wei Yang's growth resources.
So, compared to ordinary people's hard training, he undoubtedly has many innate advantages.
In this regard, let alone other people, even Xiao Yan, who specializes in swallowing strange fire, is far inferior.
Therefore, Wei Yang can even say proudly, what are you doing? I am the biggest loser!
If he had not become an emperor, he would have needed the emperor's origin energy to complete the final step of sublimating the essence of life. I am afraid that becoming an emperor would not be able to stop Wei Yang.
Um?
Wei Yang suddenly focused his gaze and looked in a certain direction deep in the back mountain, where Xiao Yan was in retreat.
From there, he felt a surging and vast power like a volcano about to erupt.
This made the corner of his mouth curl up, "Did it succeed?"
Buzz~
The space beside him was slightly distorted, and Yao Lao stepped out of it, stroking his beard with his hand, looking over there, and sighed: "It finally succeeded."
At this time.
Boom!
The entire star realm suddenly began to tremble violently.
All the mountain peaks began to tremble slightly, as if they had suffered an earthquake.
"What's going on?!"
Such a sudden change also alarmed many strong men in the Xingyun Pavilion. They rushed up to the sky and looked towards the depths of the back mountain with shocked faces.
However, when they saw the place where the noise came from, they became somewhat clear. It was probably caused by Young Pavilion Master Xiao Yan.
Looking again, the two medicine teachers and apprentices, who were standing in the lotus pavilion and watching this scene with smiles on their faces, felt even less worried.
That’s right, there are two masters of the Medicine Pavilion and Young Pavilion Master Wei in the star realm, and it is estimated that few outsiders would dare to come here to cause trouble.
As a result, everyone relaxed and stared at the place where the movement came from with wide eyes.
Bang!
Deep in the back mountain of the star realm, a green mountain peak suddenly exploded.
The huge mountain suddenly turned into a sky full of gravel powder in the eyes of those stunned eyes.
At the same time, a monstrous purple-brown flame with a faint hint of forest white at the end, like the world-destroying fire, swept away from the deep mountain.
Finally, it turned into a billowing wave of fire, sweeping up and spreading rapidly towards the sky.
The sea of fire is raging, and a familiar figure is looming, walking in the sea of fire, like a god who controls the flames between heaven and earth.
A monstrous aura filled with deep pressure spread like lightning, filling the entire star realm.
Feeling this majestic and monstrous aura, all the strong men suspended in the sky stiffened instantly, and a strong feeling of horror surged onto their faces.
This kind of pressure.
It's Dou Sheng!
But Wei Yang and Yao Lao couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.
"This kid, he came out of seclusion as soon as he got out of seclusion. Look at this noise." Wei Yang complained.
"After all, you have become a saint. Naturally, you have to show your power to feel happy." Yao Lao stroked his beard and smiled, his voice full of relief.
The second disciple has also become a saint!
From today on, their three masters and disciples are all Fighting Saints.
This is destined to become a good story in the history of mainland China.
He Yaochen has no regrets in being able to teach such two outstanding disciples in this life.
Immediately, Yao Lao looked proud, and smiled helplessly and cursed: "However, this brat is neither serious nor serious. He came out as soon as he came out of seclusion, and he had to destroy a good mountain."< br>
"Teacher, you are too stingy." Wei Yang said with a smile: "After all, my disciple has become a saint, but you can't bear to destroy a mountain for you? If you tell me, you won't be afraid of others laughing at you."< br>
"Hahaha~" Hearing this, Yao Lao couldn't help laughing.
The laughter seemed so joyful.
He Yaochen, until today, has finally made it through.
In the future, it is destined to leave a strong mark on ancient books.
(End of this chapter)