The gray-haired old man's eyes were misty, his tone was pathetic, full of sentimentality and desolation, just before, Fang Yi had seen the bloodiest and darkest years, and he had deeply understood the horror and sadness in it.

Even though Fang Yan was still only in the Yuan Infant Realm, he also wanted to go to the battlefield and kill an enemy.

"Senior!" Fang Yi's face was solemn, and he said, "What can I do?"

"You?"

The gray-haired old man sighed faintly and said, "You are a descendant, the current Daqian Star Domain has long been unable to produce the Great Emperor, what can you do." ”

This seemed to be asking Fang Yi, and it was like asking himself, but there was no answer.

However, Fang Yi had the answer in his heart.

"I, I am willing to shed the last drop of blood for the Daqian Star Domain, use up the last trace of strength, even if it is death, I must die with honor and dignity. Fang Yi said.

There was a bright light in the gray-haired old man's eyes, although it was an obsession, but at this time, it was as if there was really life.

In the endless starry sky, an old man and a young man stood relatively together, and suddenly, the figure of the gray-haired old man suddenly became taller.

"If you have a heart, then I will pass on your strongest combat skills, if you have no intentions, then you should not take this strongest combat skills to heart. The gray-haired old man said.

The next moment, in the boundless starry sky, a figure as tall as a mountain soared into the sky, and the gray-haired old man's body exuded a vigorous and huge aura, and the entire starry sky trembled.

In the starry sky, the huge figure began to evolve the strongest combat technique, and the entire trembling starry sky boiled for it, and countless big stars were wrapped around him, as he wished.

Palm the stars, the sun and the moon shine!

Fang Yi looked at it carefully, he didn't relax in the slightest, this was an obsession of the Thunder Emperor passing on his combat skills, it was a rare request, everyone in the world yearned for it, only Fang Yi got this opportunity.

The Thunder Emperor's strongest combat skill, destroying the withering and decaying, is the strongest trick in the killing, every hand, every palm, and even every breath, is continuous with the momentum of thunder, and everything withers when the eyes open and close.

The starry sky boiled, the big stars swirled, and the stars were imprisoned between his palms and fingers, the sky changed color, and the space trembled.

The gray-haired old man has supreme might, this is the most legendary figure since ancient times, Fang Yi is as small as an ant in front of him.

I don't know how long it has been, but the gray-haired old man's figure gradually dimmed.

"I pass on that your strongest combat skill is called Thunder Hell True Skill, which I created myself, but I still remind you that if you have the opportunity, it is best to follow your own path and create your own path, so that it is possible to achieve supreme ......"

The gray-haired old man's voice came, he was pointing at Fang Yi, and Fang Yi was writing down every word of the gray-haired old man.

For him, this is a great opportunity, and he must grasp it, and once he misses it, he will never have a chance.

Fang Yi listened carefully, feeling something in his heart, and finally he also began to wave his fists in this starry sky, evolving the combat skills passed on to him by the gray-haired old man.

This is a very magical area, it should be a space forcibly opened up by the gray-haired old man, and a space can be opened up casually, which is not something that a saint can do.

And in this place, people couldn't feel the passage of time, and Fang Yi was familiar with the true skills of the Thunder Hell handed down by the gray-haired old man.

Legend has it that the Thunder Emperor forged his body with thunder when he was born, so that the body reached the same level of strength as the true dragon or phoenix.

But fortunately, Fang Yi's physical body was a king-level desolate body, which could be called a king-level weapon, so this Thunder Hell True Skill was very suitable for him.

I don't know how long it took, when Fang Yi gradually became familiar with this Thunder Hell True Skill, the gray-haired old man's figure reappeared, but it was dim and could dissipate at any time.

"Senior......" Fang Yi said respectfully.

"I am an obsession of the Thunder Emperor, I have a heritage, my wish has been fulfilled, now let me send you out. The gray-haired old man said.

"What about you, senior?" Fang Yi said.

The gray-haired old man sighed faintly and said, "Like clouds and smoke, return to heaven and earth." ”

Fang Yi was shocked: "Senior, you ......"

The gray-haired old man said: "I am just an obsession, my wish has been fulfilled, since it should be dispersed, I hope you, as the descendant of the Thunder Emperor, can remember that dark time, and soon the bloodiest and dark years will come again, I hope you can contribute to defend this world." ”

Fang Yi was silent for a moment and said, "Never disgrace your life!"

The gray-haired old man dispersed, he still had to disperse after all, looking at the gray-haired old man's figure disappearing completely, Fang Yi was sad, but also resolute and strong.

The gray-haired old man's words were remembered in his heart, like an imprint on his heart, and they would never be erased!

"Extraterritorial demons, I will kill you all in this life!"

Fang Yi yelled.

It was dark again, and when light appeared in front of Fang Yi's eyes again, he returned to the small world at the bottom of the Thunder Mountain, and here, the gray-haired old man was long gone, leaving only an empty stone slab.

But this stone slab was extremely extraordinary, containing mysterious power, Fang Yi released his spiritual sense to probe, and in an instant, there was a primordial desolate force that strangled Fang Yi's spiritual sense, Fang Yi was shocked, and quickly withdrew his spiritual sense.

With a bang, Fang Yi's mind seemed to explode, and when he calmed down again, his face was already covered in cold sweat, and his face was slightly pale.

Fang Yi had lingering fears about this slate, but he also knew that this slate was extraordinary, and it could easily strangle spiritual sense or spiritual power, he didn't know much about it now, but he still took it and didn't let it cover the dust here.

The slate was very strange, when Fang Yi picked it up, it was not as heavy as he imagined, it was easily picked up by Fang Yi, and it was even like floating lightly, and then Fang Yan put it into the storage ring.

Immediately after, Fang Yi looked around, and he found that this small world had begun to collapse.

In the past, when this Thunder Mountain was still there, there was a gray-haired old man who supported it, but now that the gray-haired old man has dispersed, this place will naturally no longer stand as usual, and it will begin to collapse.

At this time, Fang Yi's heart moved, this thunder mountain was huge, it was full of thunder and lightning, he had already had the idea of refining this thunder mountain and turning it into a magic weapon, this might be a good opportunity.

Fang Yi's ambition was very great, to refine a thunder mountain, this was impossible in the eyes of others, because this thunder mountain was originally formed by the condensation of thunder in the universe, and once an ordinary monk came into contact with it, he would definitely be killed by thunder and lightning.

But Fang Yi was different, he had one of the biggest advantages, that is, he followed the gray-haired old man to learn the true skill of Thunder Prison.

The Thunder Hell True Skill, this is the supreme exercise, it can be called a supernatural power, once it is completed, it will not be a problem to look at the entire Daqian Star Domain.

In fact, strictly speaking, Fang Yi was already a descendant of the Thunder Emperor.

"Out!" Fang Yi shouted.

I saw that from the center of his eyebrows, dozens of black horses like real dragons suddenly poured out, like black chains of dark iron, and began to gather and imprison this collapsing thunder mountain.

Suddenly, Fang Yi saw a purple figure descend from above.

She was as poignant as snow, badly injured, with blood at the corners of her mouth, her black hair was messy, and her whole breath was almost about to go out.

"Nalan Ziyan!" Fang Yi rushed up and hugged her.

"Who is it!Who hurt you!" Fang Yi yelled.

Nalan Ziyan's face was as pale as snow, she saw Fang Yi, stretched out her snow-white jade hand to caress Fang Yi's cheek, and whispered, "I didn't expect to see you before I died, Fang Yi!"

Fang Yi's heart trembled, and he said, "It turns out that you have already recognized me." ”

Nalan Ziyan said: "You are so cheap, how can you not recognize you?"

Fang Yi's heart stirred: "Who hurt you, I'll kill him!"

At this moment, there was a wave of anger burning in Fang Yi's heart, and a majestic and terrifying light rushed out of his body, shaking the entire Thunder Mountain.

"Kill!"

A voice like thunder came out, with a strong killing intent, shaking the world.