For Yang Tian, the ancestor of the Tiger Roaring Hall did not solve the chrysanthemum in his body, and he was still a little disappointed after all.

However, it was not too disappointing, after all, there was also a message from the fourth-generation ancestor Ouyang Han - the Fire Cloud Sect had seven colors of fire.

And this chrysanthemum in the body, according to what grandpa said, either cultivate to break through the Martial King and reach the Martial Emperor, so as to cut it off with the help of the Martial Emperor's power, or it needs to have a seven-colored fire to refine the chrysanthemum in the body.

After all, this chrysanthemum, in terms of its attributes, belongs to wood, and wood makes fire, which is an unchanging rule since ancient times.

If he wants to break through Emperor Wu within a hundred years, although Yang Tian has confidence in his heart, he doesn't dare to bet all his hopes on cultivation, it is better to use both sides.

And now, there is finally news of the Seven Colors of Fire.

It's just that, with his own identity, this seven-colored fire, the Fire Cloud Sect will definitely not lend it to him, even if Grandpa comes forward, it is impossible.

Yang Tian was worried.

Three days later, Yang Tian left from the Tiger Roaring Hall, even though Ouyang Tai and the others were a little reluctant to stay, Yang Tian still left.

Within half a month, the chrysanthemum woman would come, and he didn't want to drag down the Tiger Roaring Hall because of this, and besides, he had to go to the Fire Cloud Sect to get the seven-colored fire, and it was impossible for him to stay in the Tiger Roaring Hall.

After Yang Tian left, deep in the underground of Tiger Mountain, a generation of ancestors opened their eyes, and at the same time, a jade slip flew out of the coffin, disappeared in the blink of an eye, and when it reappeared, it was already in front of the fourth generation ancestor Ouyang Han.

At the same time, the voice of a generation of ancestors sounded.

"Ouyang Han, you take the old man's jade slip out for a trip, follow that Yang Tian, protect him, inside the jade slip, seal the old man's three half-step martial emperor-level attacks, don't use it until necessary!"

"If you meet the mysterious chrysanthemum woman, if you can fight, you will fight, if you can't fight, you will come back!"

"Remember, don't offend Yang Tian!"

The eyes of the fourth generation ancestor Ouyang Han were full of shock, the generation of ancestors of the Tiger Roaring Hall had never asked about these things, but this time, he actually sent him out to protect Yang Tian for the sake of him.

Although shocked, Ouyang Han quickly reacted, grabbed the jade slip, and his figure blurred instantly.

Yang Tian walked through the mountains and forests, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes stopping, closing his eyes, as if sensing something.

Ouyang Han hid in the sky, looking at all this in confusion, and did not interfere.

Finally, a few days later, Yang Tian came to a volcano, and when he looked up, he could see the erupting volcano, staining the sky red, and the sky was covered with volcanic ash.

Yang Tian glanced at it, and immediately walked towards the crater, and after a while, Yang Tian came to the crater with a smile on his face.

Seeing this, Ouyang Han's brows furrowed, "Do you know that the chrysanthemum in your body can't be eradicated, and you want to kill yourself, or do you want to use magma to suppress the chrysanthemum in your body?"

"No, although the magma is far more powerful than ordinary flames, it is far from being able to suppress the ...... of that chrysanthemum."

Ouyang Han had doubts in his heart, but he still hid his figure and did not expose it.

On Yang Tian's body, a faint light mask spread out, blocking the volcanic ash, and some volcanic eruption objects were also bounced out one after another when they encountered this light mask.

A large amount of magma erupted, and a wave of heat was very human.

As far as the eye can see, there is a lot of magma around this volcano, along the mountain road, along the direction of the mountains, to the end of the line of sight.

After a while, Yang Tian crossed his knees and began to cultivate.

When I was in the Tiger Roaring Hall, because of the appearance of the chrysanthemum woman, the true element in the body was depleted again, and during this time, although it was recovered, most of the time I was in a hurry, and there was not much true yuan recovered.

At this moment, Yang Tian sat down cross-legged, and a large amount of heaven and earth aura suddenly swept over, refining into true yuan, and precipitating in the dantian.

This kind of cultivation continued until almost half a month after leaving the Tiger Roaring Hall, Yang Tian suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the sky.

At the moment when Yang Tian opened his eyes, Ouyang Han, who was hidden in mid-air, looked at the sky with doubts and followed Yang Tian's gaze.

Not long after, in the distant sky, a woman's figure appeared, around it, chrysanthemums flew all over the sky, and at its feet, chrysanthemums gathered into a long river.

The woman was galloping from the sky.

"Chrysanthemums are broken, and the ground is full of wounded ......"

A low chant came out of the woman's mouth, crossed a long distance, and landed in Yang Tian's ears.

Yang Tian's complexion changed, his whole body was full of qi and blood, and a powerful stream of qi and blood, like a long rainbow, rose directly into the sky.

Behind him, the Red Flame Python condensed and roared into the sky.

Ouyang Han, who was hidden in mid-air, his complexion changed greatly, the last time he met this woman, it was just the phantom condensed by the other party, which made him tremble, this time, it was actually his own deity who came, Ouyang Han didn't even think about it, and suddenly retreated quickly.

At the moment of retreating, he took the jade slip sent by the ancestor of the generation in his hand, ready to release a half-step Martial Emperor-level attack at any time.

However, in just an instant, Ouyang Han withdrew from the extreme distance, and the chrysanthemum woman had already come from the distant sky to Yang Tian not far away.

The chrysanthemum woman is still wearing a goose-yellow long skirt, the long skirt is clean and elegant, which perfectly sets off the chrysanthemum woman's figure.

The chrysanthemum woman glanced at Ouyang Han, who was far away, smiled, and immediately, lowered her head and looked down at Yang Tian, "Little friend, I thought you would hide in the Tiger Roaring Hall and dare not come out, I never expected that you would dare to wait for me here!"

"It's just ......" The chrysanthemum woman frowned and said, "It's just that this is a volcano, which makes me feel very uncomfortable......"

Ouyang Han retreated to a very distant place, seeing that the chrysanthemum woman did not make a move on him, he calmed down a little and watched here from afar.

"Seeing that you look calm, do you have a way to deal with me?" The chrysanthemum woman seemed to be interested, but she was not in a hurry to make a move.

Yang Tian stood beside the crater, the qi and blood emanating from his body were very powerful, and the Red Flame Python was much stronger than before.

He glanced at the woman in the sky, especially at the chrysanthemums that surrounded him, his eyes showed a cold color, if he had enough strength, he would have already made a move, kill it, at least suppress it.

But if the strength is not as good as others, there is no way.

"If you want to know, you might as well wait!" Yang Tian said calmly, his expression full of calmness.

"Huh?" The woman in mid-air sighed softly, as if she was surprised by Yang Tian's composure, and the chrysanthemums around her suddenly dispersed, and in an instant, she slowly fell and came not far from Yang Tian.

"Then, I can wait and see what you have come up with?" The woman seemed to be extremely calm, even though she knew Yang Tian's grandfather, his strength seemed to be not inferior to herself, and there was a powerhouse of the Martial King Realm in the distance.

He ...... It's coming!" Yang Tian smiled and spoke softly.