Although he thought so in his mind, Yang Yan's body was still very honest, and he was about to bite his fingers.

"Well, why is there no blood?" Yang Yan looked at his fingers and wondered, then lowered his head again, just saw his transparent body, and suddenly realized: "By the way, this is in my mind, how can there be blood!"

"Then how should I get out?" Looking at the Chaos Witch Tower in front of him, Yang Yan was stunned, he didn't know how he got in, how to make himself confess the Lord with blood?

"Buzz....... Wu Ta made another sound, and then spread a wave of energy, straight towards Yang Yan, looking at the incomparable heaven and earth energy rushing towards him, Yang Yan almost jumped in horror, this is not trying to kill me! In an instant, the energy wave wrapped Yang Yan.

"Whew.... ”

"Huh, doesn't it hurt?" Yang Yan's closed eyes opened in vain, exhaled heavily, and touched his body, feeling nothing, as if he had a dream.

Yang Yanyao, whose consciousness returned to his body, thought about the situation just now, and his mind began to become active again, so he began to desperately extend his thoughts, wanting to touch the Witch Pagoda to see if he could trigger the appearance of the Chaos Witch Tower, so that it could drip blood and recognize the master.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in Yang Yan's mind, causing Yang Yan's eardrums to vibrate constantly, as if something was about to explode in his mind.

"Buzz....... "The Chaos Witch Tower appeared, and a flood of desolation came to the face, as if the gods had descended, and even the gods were trembling, as if they had met a king.

"It's not a virtual body, it's a real ....... Yang Yan's eyes widened, looking at the Wu Pagoda floating in mid-air, exuding the momentum of the world, Yang Yan swallowed his saliva, and his hand tried to touch the smooth copper wall.

Closer, closer, closer, Yang Yan's heart was shaking violently at this time, and his face was red because of this, when Yang Yan's hand touched, the Chaos Witch Tower also suddenly fell in his palm, gently rubbing the Chaos Witch Tower, the cold touch also spontaneously appeared, in front of it, Yang Yan couldn't afford the slightest disrespect, looking at the Witch Tower, which was only the size of a palm, and suddenly excited: "That's right, recognize the Lord. ”

Yang Yan looked at the Witch Tower, thinking that one day, he would be able to reach the pinnacle of chicken jelly that he couldn't stop, so he quickly bit his index finger, and the blood flowed out quickly, Yang Yan dropped a drop on the Chaos Witch Tower, and then removed his hand, staring closely at the movement of the Witch Tower, even forgetting the wound on his finger.

I saw that when the drop of blood flowed on the tower, the Chaos Witch Tower was like a hungry vampire sucking blood, the blood quickly disappeared, and the Witch Tower itself flickered for a moment, and then broke away from Yang Yan's palm and floated in front of Yang Yan's eyes.

Yang Yan could only watch all this, and he didn't know what to do at all, but seeing that the Chaos Witch Tower had reacted, Yang Yan still couldn't stop being excited, indicating that he had hope.

The cyan Wu Pagoda continued to exude light, and suddenly a picture appeared in the air, like a projection, a majestic figure with his back to Yang Yan, he was wearing a black robe, and his gestures seemed to be full of the will of heaven and earth, he was the master of this heaven and earth.

On the opposite side of the black-robed figure are monks of thousands of races, some are more than a hundred zhang high, some have human heads and beast bodies, and there are four major divine beasts hidden in them, but none of them are outside, they all look at the figure with awe, and the back figure is holding a tower with his left hand, his right hand waved, and the monk below suddenly quieted down.

"The Protoss is strong, slaughtering thousands of races such as us, are you willing to wait for you?" he put his hands behind his back and said in a deep voice below, his tone was full of heroism, and a momentum of self-sacrifice rose spontaneously, and the blood in people's hearts rose up when he heard it.

"I don't want to, I don't want to ....... ”

“......。 ”

The monks below echoed in unison, and a wave of overwhelming air lifted the clouds above, which was deafening to hear, and Yang Yan, who was outside, felt that his eardrums could not bear it, and at the same time, a wave of blood rose in his heart, wishing that he was one of them.

"Bang bang bang!"

As the cry fell, a drum beat sounded in the sky, this was the war rallying cry of the Protoss, and it was also the most terrifying existence of the races.

"The drums are beating, a thousand races are falling!" this is the consensus of the thousands of races in the stars.

"Truly, Emperor Yang, you also underestimate my Protoss, do you think that you can defeat my great Protoss with these inferior races?, Agitation. ”

I only heard a majestic voice coming from the sky, but I didn't see anyone, and at this time, the sky was already full of Protoss monks, standing in an orderly manner, obviously a group formation, they all had white wings, but the logarithm of the wings was different, holding all kinds of weapons in their hands, revealing a little cold, like an angel in the West.

The monks of the Protoss looked at the clans below with solemn expressions, but when they saw the back of the people standing on the high platform, their eyes showed a trace of jealousy and horror.

Yang Yan also looked at the Protoss in the picture, and then at the thousands of races, and said silently in his heart: "These monks seem to have surpassed the realm of the earth star. ”

Each of the pictures has the strength to surpass the Earth Star Monks, and one of them will make the Earth Star set off a twelve-level typhoon, which also shocked Yang Yan, this battle was fought, and I don't know how many stars will be broken.

"Hmph, God Emperor, you and other barbarian clans dare to do this, let me and other monks teach you what the power of all races is today!"

"Clans, war? "

"War, war...!

Tota's back seemed to be sensitive, and his face was slightly sideways: "Boy, you have to grow up quickly." ”

Listening to this so-called Emperor Yang's nonsensical words, Yang Yan was shocked for a while, is this telling me?

Immediately, regardless of whether Yang Yan understood it or not, looking at the Protoss monks on the horizon, he directly rose into the air and rushed towards the Protoss position, and the universe races also instigated the huge energy in their bodies to burst out in unison.

When the Protoss camp saw Emperor Yang rushing alone, they were in a commotion for a while, and they all hurriedly hid to the side, until the Protoss also appeared five twelve-winged Protoss from the void, and the Protoss monks stopped retreating, but their slightly trembling palms revealed their fear of Emperor Yang.

This is the end of the image, and the Witch Tower is no longer flickering, just floating quietly in the air.

"Who won this?" Yang Yan looked at the picture of the stop, his heart was full of feelings, and there was a sadness flowing through his mind, and his heart was also panicked, and he always felt that he had lost something.

Emperor Yang is probably the former owner of this Chaos Witch Tower, and now that this tower is in his own hands, it is obvious that he is more than lucky, and this Chaos Witch Tower must have been cut off in that battle!

"Ahh Suddenly, Yang Yan held his head and shook it, he felt that his head was invaded by something, as if it was about to explode, the pain was unbearable, and then his brain was dizzy, and he didn't wake up.

Late at night, at this time, the backyard of the head of the Yang family was doing a house, and a white-haired old man in Tang costume stood quietly under a poplar tree, looking at the infinite spring in the garden.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the courtyard, breaking the silence.

"Uncle, I don't accept it, why do you still give me that waste nephew's cultivation resources. ”

"You know, now there are only a few spirit stone veins in the earth star, and my clan can only get more than 10,000 spirit stones a year, but you give him more than 30 pieces a month, is it fair to the clansmen?"

Yang Mo pointed in the direction where Yang Yan was, and shouted loudly with his eyes about to breathe fire.

"Hmph, mixed things, how can you say that about your nephew" Yang Zhancang turned to look at Yang Mo with a sense of reprimand.

"Isn't that right, he's just a piece of shit. ”

"Smack, smack"

The old man withdrew his palm, and a ruthless color flashed in his eyes, "Get out, with me for a day, Yan'er will have a bite to eat." ”

"Uncle, you ......" Yang Mo touched his red and swollen face and said angrily.

"What, do you want to fight back? I, Yang Tiancang, have never been afraid of anyone in my life. ”

"How dare you, you are the head of the Yang family, I am just a subordinate of the Yang family, but don't forget that I, Yang Mo, am also a pillar of the Yang family, I will go out, oh, no, get out. ”

After speaking, Yang Mo had a gloomy face, walked at the door and looked at Yang Zhancang with his back to him, sooner or later you will look good, Yang Mo thought insidiously, and finally showed an ugly face.

"Yang Mo, Yang Mo, do you think I don't know what you did back then? Yan'er, you have to be careful about the road ahead, I... Alas. ”

After speaking, the old man turned to look at the calm pool of water, and waved his hand lightly, and the pool instantly became choppy.

"The water should be moved, too. ”

At this time, Yang Yan didn't know about this episode against him, at this time he was asleep, a thing was suspended above his brain, and sometimes it emitted golden light to shine on Yang Yan's body, that was the Chaos Witch Tower, it was improving Yang Yan's physique, and it had successfully recognized the master.

The next day, the sun rose tirelessly from the east, raining down its brilliant brilliance.

At this time, the Yang family's martial arts arena was already full of a group of teenagers and girls, waving their fists and fighting tigers and tigers.

"Hey, you see, Yang Yan's waste didn't come today. ”

"yes, maybe, he knows he's a piece of waste, and he doesn't have a face. ”

“......。 The teenagers looked at an open space and talked quietly, their eyes full of disdain and mockery.

"Hmph, what are you talking about? Brother Yang Yan is not one of your group, he will only say bad things behind others. I saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man, with a slightly delicate face appearing on the stage, he was wearing a white family uniform, with a tall nose bridge, well-defined lips, and a little charming in the strong line, and angrily reprimanded a group of children of the family who were disrespectful.

His name is Yang Meng, he is the child of his second uncle, he has grown up with Yang Yan since he was a child, and he naturally has a deep affection for Yang Yan, how can he let others insult him.

"Isn't it, no, isn't it?" Hearing Yang Meng's words, they didn't answer, after all, Yang Meng's realm was higher than them, and he was the son of the second elder, so they were stunned, so they could only mumble in a low voice.

"What are you doing, no need to train?" suddenly a loud shout broke the silence, and everyone took a stance.

"Hoo, hoohoo....... At this time, Yang Yan was doing the house, and there was a sound of snoring, not to mention how fragrant the sleeping person was, suddenly his legs shook and he opened his eyes.