Ji Hai never thought that this crystal was not the memory crystal that Ji Hai got from Ji Dongliu at all, but it was a crystallization for teleportation. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At this time, Ji Hai was in a cloud of mist, or it was not a cloud or mist, and this cloud contained a picture, which was like a person's life.

When Ji Hai looked at these pictures, looking at Ji Hai seemed to feel that he had become a person in the picture, and he had integrated into it, as if these memories were his.

The picture changed, surrounded by a barren mountain, Ji Hai looked at the huge barren mountain in front of him, and an inexplicable fear rose in his heart.

"Don't be afraid, we are the remnants of the gods, although we only have part of the power of the bloodline of the gods, but you must know that our life is to find our roots, and you are the clan with the most blood of the gods among our junior ancient gods, as long as you grow up, you will become our patriarch!"

An extremely tall and tall man beside him looked at Ji Hai and said solemnly.

Ji Hai wanted to ask, but found that he couldn't open his mouth at all, not even blinking.

"I know Uncle Ara." An extremely resolute young man's voice sounded from Ji Haikou, but it was extremely unfamiliar to Ji Hai's ears, this voice seemed to be said by Ji Hai, but it seemed to be said by someone else, this feeling was extremely strange.

"It's good to know, let's go to open the spirit, the ancient god clan will open the spirit when the clan is sixteen years old, the spirit is the way to stimulate the bloodline of our ancient god clan, only if it is stimulated, the blood of the gods in our body will be condensed and pure, so that we can reach the atavism and find our roots!"

The tall and upright man touched Ji Hai's head, and his demeanor carried the expectation of the elders looking at the juniors.

Ji Hai nodded firmly.

Ji Hai didn't know who he was, he was the one who was said by the middle-aged man to be silent, he only knew that he felt a longing for his roots, a longing for his own home, he looked at all this, the silent eyes seemed to become Ji Hai's eyes, Ji Hai couldn't control the silent death, but the silent experience gave him a very real feeling, so that he slowly put himself into it.

He seems to have become silent.

Mo Yan and the big man named Uncle Huang walked on the mountain road, and the two of them walked towards the front at a slow speed.

Silent was advancing, and his heart was very nervous, as if he was very nervous about the Kailing in front of him.

Suddenly, the tall and tall man stood up suddenly, and said to Mo Yan: "Okay, go and kill that ancient beast Red Flame Tiger, and successfully kill the first ancient beast in your life, you will be considered a successful enlightenment!" ”

Silent Yan spoke, "Why is it that we kill an ancient beast to be considered an enlightened spirit? We often do it to kill wild beasts, is there any difference between ancient beasts and wild beasts? ”

Mo Yan asked curiously.

Uncle Desolate smiled and explained: "It's useless to explain, you go and kill that ancient beast and you will know, by the way, against the ancient beast, Uncle Desolate will not make a move, only rely on you, if you are killed by the ancient beast, no matter how much divine blood you have in your body, it will be useless!" ”

Hearing this, Mo Yan hesitated a little, but still nodded and said, "I will work hard!" ”

Mo Yan said and turned around and walked forward with some trepidation, the ancient beast and the ancient god seemed to have some connection, and Mo Yan could faintly feel that the extremely powerful ancient beast was in front of him.

"The ancient beast has always been kept here by the ancient gods, once a clansman wants to open the spirit, it will be brought here by the older clansmen, I don't know what the rumored ancient beast looks like!"

Silent mourning seemed to be emboldening himself, as if he was saying it to Ji Hai, who was watching this scene.

Silence parted the bushes in front of him, only to see a cave appear in front of him, and from the cave, there was a sound of wild beasts roaring.

Mo Yan hesitated slightly, and as he walked, he entered the cave.

The cave is very large and extremely bright, and there is a huge opening at the top of the cave through which the sun is shining in.

In the middle of the cave, there was a tiger several feet long covered in flames, with a huge tail showing a barb, and in the unconscious shaking, a huge crack was cut into the ground.

Mo Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face looked at the Red Flame Tiger with a solemn face.

When Silent Death looked at the Red Flame Tiger, the Red Flame Tiger seemed to raise its head lazily to look at Silent Death.

Then his eyes emitted a monstrous aura, and as soon as he jumped up, he walked towards silence.

Mo Yan didn't retreat a step, clenched his fists, and smashed towards the Red Flame Tiger.

Bang.

The Red Flame Tiger flew upside down, flipped in a circle in the air, and landed on the ground with great agility.

Mo Yan breathed a sigh of relief while looking at the Red Flame Tiger and said, "It turns out that the legendary ancient beast is nothing more than that. ”

The Red Flame Tiger raised its head and let out a terrible roar, and then the hair on its whole body exploded, and a flame that seemed to be real burned fiercely, and the place where the Red Flame Tiger stood on all fours made a loud sound, as if it could not withstand the high temperature it emitted.

Mo Yan's face became solemn again at this time, but he still didn't retreat, he remembered what Uncle Huang taught him, in the face of the enemy, you take a step back, the other party will go further, you take two steps back, the enemy will force two steps forward, you have to take the initiative yourself, if you can, you can't retreat, retreat means that you are timid, retreat means that you have lost the ancient god will, and lost the qualification to become a real ancient god.

So Mo Yan didn't retreat, but took a step forward, and he also roared, and the bone joints between his fists exploded, exuding a powerful physical force.

Mo Yan didn't wait for the Red Flame Tiger to attack, the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and his body jumped up towards the Red Flame Tiger, his hands dancing again and again, making a banging buzz.

At this time, the Red Flame Tiger seemed to be several times more powerful, and it was not afraid of Silent Death's fists, claws, teeth, and tail at all, and attacked Silent Death from time to time.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Yan was covered in bruises, and he was bleeding red blood, but there was a hint of gold in this blood.

Mo Yan panted like a cow, like a broken blower, a strong crisis rose in his heart, the first thing that came to mind in his mind was Uncle Ara, but Uncle Araku would not come to save him, this was his battle alone.

Silent gritted his teeth and blasted towards the Red Flame Tiger again.

The Red Flame Tiger's attack became more and more fierce, silent and unstoppable, his gaze was unwilling, strong unwilling, he had grown to the present, he had an expectation in his heart, hoping that he could lead the clan to find their roots, he couldn't die here, he didn't know what in his body seemed to awaken in his body, his blood was hot, and lines appeared on his body.

Keying.