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Hong Yi, an unknown strong man, does not know what race it is and what civilization it comes from.

But it is a master!

Moreover, he is the master who controls the origin, and his comprehension of the law of fire is almost only under the Emperor Yan.

The reason why Emperor Yan is so strong is because of the colorless and transparent flame.

Ye Zichuan felt the strong origin in that flame, which seemed not to be a kind of flame, but a condensate of the law of fire, a materialized manifestation of the law.

The auras of the two are rising sharply, and what appears here is only a ray of obsession of Emperor Yan, his indelible intent to fight.

In addition, there are his energy particles remaining between the heaven and the earth, and they all gather together at this time, allowing him to reproduce the world!

The old man yelled, and the golden flames all over the sky burst out, turning into a billowing ocean and flooding in, flooding towards the Emperor Yan.

The Emperor Yan was shrouded in flames, of medium stature, unable to see his true appearance, but like an emperor, he ruled the world and looked down on the heavens and domains.

"Exit!"

He spit out a word, shocking the heavens.

In Ye Zichuan's surprised eyes, the golden flames all over the sky began to weaken, and then gradually extinguished.

Say what you say is what you say, and you can tell the truth with one word!

This is simply a miracle.

Emperor Yan had a strong comprehension of the law of fire, as if he was in control of the fire element of the entire universe, and he surrendered to all fires.

Just a word sound extinguished the golden flames all over the sky.

Such power makes people fascinated.

Emperor Yan is the emperor in all flames, he controls the strongest law of fire in the universe.

The old man was roaring, roaring, bright golden light burst out from his body, and monstrous golden flames were surging.

Burning the sky and boiling the sea, burning everything.

They are all masters, how could he be weak?

boom!

The golden flames erupted here, unleashing terrifying power.

Ye Zichuan suddenly seemed to have discovered something, his eyes widened.

In the raging sea of ​​magma underfoot, one by one suddenly appeared.

This is a skeleton. I don’t know how many years have passed since I died here. I have been sleeping in the magma sea, but now I am awakened.

And on the bones of these skeletons, there are more or less golden marks, and almost all of the strongest skeletons have become golden.

These skeletons are the same as the ones that Ye Zichuan encountered before, and they are all immortal golden bodies tempered with golden flames.

It was densely packed, I don't know how many there were, it was like an army of undead, and there were not a few beings comparable to the 9th and 10th levels, and the overwhelming rushed over and killed the Emperor Yan.

This is the arrangement of the old man over the years, because the flame of Emperor Yan has attracted countless lives and accumulated many epochs.

Every time when the mythical battlefield is born, there will be strong people here, trying to collect colorless flames.

There are also many people who are tempted by those few lines, thinking that they can really use golden flames to temper an immortal body.

In the end, they did have an invincible body, but they lost their lives, turned into skeletons, and were manipulated by the old man like dolls.

This is the old man's vicious plan over the years, which caused the strong men who came here to fall one after another, and eventually all became his controlled forces.

The powerful laws of space rippled throughout Ye Zichuan, and the void fluctuated like a vast ocean.

Countless mirrors appear here, as if countless spaces overlap each other, interlacing and changing, making people unable to distinguish between true and false.

Ye Zichuan pulled all the skeletons into his own world and faced them alone.

None of these skeletons are completely golden, so they are basically not a threat to him.

A terrifying battle broke out here, and the old man roared, carrying a monstrous killing intent, and charged towards Emperor Yan.

In any case, he must get that colorless flame.

That was the first cluster of flames that condensed when the law of fire in the universe was just born, the source of the condensed fire element, and the emperor of all flames in the world.

As long as this flame is integrated, it is basically equivalent to controlling the law of fire in the entire universe.

Other people's laws of fire will be suppressed by nature, and their strength will not be fully utilized.

This is Yandi's invincible capital!

The battle between the two was terrible, as if the end had come, Ye Zichuan seemed to see countless star fields covered in flames and burned into nothingness.

Although it is only one of the basic laws, in the hands of these two people, it seems to be stronger than the world and space.

What Yan Di appeared was just a wisp of obsession, an energy factor that had never dissipated between the heavens and the earth, but now it still showed invincible combat power.

I really don't know how strong he was in his heyday.

Ye Zichuan faced thousands of skeletons alone, shattering them in the air one by one.

The only ones that could pose a threat to him were the skeletons comparable to the tenth-level life, and none of these skeletons had a complete immortal golden body, so it was nothing to him.

Countless people are watching from a distance, afraid to approach.

Hundreds of thousands of miles of magma sea has been evaporated, directly vaporized in the terrifying light and heat.

Even if they were far away, they felt their skin burning, as if they had been burned by flames.

At the very center of the battlefield, all laws are gone, only endless flames are boiling.

"Emperor Yan!"

Finally, with an unwilling roar, the old man directly exploded.

But what is surprising is that there is no flesh and blood splashing, but a huge golden flame is crushed and turned into pieces.

Seeing this scene, Ye Zichuan frowned.

This is actually an incarnation, an existence similar to an energy body, not a real body.

This result shocked him. Just an energy body condensed by flames had such strength, how strong would his deity be?

Who is this old man in front of me?

Which civilization comes from the source of the powerful fire element?

The answers to these questions are unknown to Ye Zichuan.

The flames rippling away like water waves, the soft light swept across, and all the golden flames disappeared and burned into nothingness.

In the void, there seemed to be the old man's unwilling roar echoing.

Afterwards, the flames all over the sky converged and all returned to Emperor Yan.

The Yan Emperor's figure appeared from the void, it seemed to dim a lot, became transparent and ethereal, and seemed to disappear at any time.

Ye Zichuan looked at this respectable ancestor with a complicated expression.

He is really dead and will never be resurrected.

The light that enveloped him was gradually condensed, and the colorless and transparent flame was condensed in his palm, beating like an elf.

Shennongding was also flying around him, making a cheerful voice, like a child seeing his father.

Emperor Yan looked at Ye Zichuan, with a touch of satisfaction and relief in his wise dark eyes: "Human race has a queen."

"The younger generation of Human Race Ye Zichuan has seen Emperor Yan."