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Yan Zhao Singer fingered rubbing the ring full of cracks.

This ring had been photogenic before, and it was more integrated into Ye Jing's body, but now it has regained its entity.

It's just that the ring, which used to be as dazzling as a flame, is now dim, and it looks dusty and mottled.

Fine cracks covered the surface of the ring, like cobwebs, as if they would shatter at any moment.

But Yan Zhaoge held the ring in his hand, and he could still feel the blazing temperature in it slightly.

Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes, concentrated his consciousness, and gradually sank into the ring.

The vision suddenly changed.

At first it was pitch black, and then in the darkness where you couldn't see your fingers, a light suddenly lit up.

The light was actually very faint, only a faint line, but because the surrounding environment was completely dark, even if it was just a ray of light, it was extremely dazzling.

Yan Zhaoge looked closely, it seemed to be just a tiny spark, flashing with crimson light.

The spark grew and the fire grew brighter and brighter, gradually expanding into a small flame.

The flames grew stronger and stronger, and the flames grew bigger and bigger, from small flames to skyrocketing fires, and later, to a boundless sea of fire.

In the end, the darkness disappeared completely, and the fire filled the entire world in front of him, and the eyes completely changed into a world of flames.

Everything else is gone, leaving only the fire to burn the sky.

Yan Zhaoge calmed down and walked slowly in the world of fire, feeling the artistic conception of power.

Up and down, there was a fire all over the place, but Yan Zhaoge carefully observed and could feel that although the fire was raging, it didn't look chaotic.

The flame, like the tide of the sea, has its own pulsation and the regular direction of circulation.

Yan Zhaoge figured out the summary, and gradually knew it in his heart.

The chaotic flames that filled the world around him gradually changed in Yan Zhaoge's eyes at this time.

The flames seemed to condense into strange runic spells, arranged in countless lines of text, and then criss-crossed, circulating endlessly in the void, overlapping and overlapping.

Yan Zhao Ge looked at these words, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked: "Before the Great Destruction, the words created by the Flame Demon Emperor. ”

"Although I haven't studied it specifically, I still know some general rules, and I can understand some of the content even if I guess. ”

"Sure enough, it's the inheritance of the Flame Demon Emperor. ”

Yan Zhaoge couldn't laugh or cry a little: "As a person from the Eight Great Worlds, I get such a inheritance, and now I don't know whether to say Ye Jing, you are a good fate or a bad fate." ”

Carefully browsing these strange rune spells, and then experiencing the artistic conception of the power in them, Yan Zhaoge gradually had a little understanding in his heart.

"There is really a big difference between the cultivation method of the Flame Demon Clan in the Flame Demon Great World now, as a strong person before the Great Destruction, the Flame Demon Emperor also has an all-encompassing inheritance. ”

"By borrowing one of the 'fire', there are many artistic conceptions of truth. ”

Yan Zhao Ge said in his heart: "It's just that with the change of Ye Jing's own state of mind, he is getting closer and closer to the cultivation method of the Yan Demon Clan. ”

The fire in front of him was glittering, and a closed gate gradually appeared.

Yan Zhaoge felt it, and his consciousness withdrew from the world of fire and returned to reality.

Urging the spiritual power of the true flame of the flame to enter the ring, the ring full of cracks seemed to be nourished, and it flashed a little red light.

Yan Zhaoge's consciousness sank into it again, and he saw that the closed door had been opened at this moment.

Inside the door, the sky was dark red, and the ground erupted with lava and magma.

The apocalyptic scene that he had seen before reappeared in front of Yan Zhaoge's eyes again.

The flames in the sky slowly condensed in the void, gradually forming an illusory flame giant god, ancient and powerful.

The breath of great calamity, great destruction, and great tribulation came out, desolate and ancient, very different from the style of the Eight Great Worlds today.

It's just that because he was continuously injured by Shi Tie and Yan Zhaoge, the ring is extremely fragile at this moment.

This world of flames, whether it is the dark red sky or the earth covered with magma, is covered with pitch-black cracks, and the space seems to be shattered at any moment.

The Flame Giant God, although his aura still revealed the power of his roots, now looked even more ethereal and illusory.

Yan Zhaoge and the flame giant god looked at each other, and in the eyes of the other party, there seemed to be real emotions.

It seemed to be a powerful life that actually existed in this space, not just a remnant breath.

Looking at him, Yan Zhaoge felt that his mind seemed to be slightly turbulent.

Becomes impetuous and restless, gives birth to a feeling of boredom, and wants to sabotage and vent.

Yan Zhaoge's eyes flashed, and he fixed his spirit, and those manic negative emotions suddenly calmed down.

The flowing fire in front of him turned into strange and ancient runes again, and they were arranged in front of Yan Zhaoge's eyes.

Yan Zhaoge stared at these runes and slowly interpreted: "Heavenly Fire Holy Scripture...... Is it?"

With the interpretation, the strings of runes turned into Dao flame streamers, pouring into Yan Zhaoge's body.

Yan Zhao Ge only felt that the meridians around his body seemed to be driven to scorch, and the stored True Flame Flame Essence in the acupuncture points of his whole body was also restless together.

It was as if countless piles of firewood had been splashed on sparks and were about to burn together.

Yan Zhaoge's expression was calm, and in the sea of dantian qi, the chaotic qi mass hidden under the heavy clear qi suddenly reversed.

The burning sensation in the whole body suddenly had a goal, and the hundred rivers entered the sea, converging towards the chaotic qi mass in Yan Zhao Ge's dantian.

One after another, the heat flowed into a condensed flame in the chaotic air mass, flickering with a faint fire.

The pure qi cultivated by Taiqing Qigong slowly converged, covering the chaotic qi mass again.

Yan Zhao Ge smiled, the top secret book in the Divine Palace, the reason why he chose to practice the Wuji Heavenly Book, in addition to its own strength, the most important reason was one of the major characteristics of the Wuji Heavenly Book.

Chaos is infinite, there is no beginning and no end, it can contain all things, it can give birth to all things, and it can destroy all things.

The Wuji Heavenly Book is extremely inclusive, it can be eclectic, and even assimilate other martial arts classics without revealing the slightest trace, and the appearance can be simulated and transformed after assimilation.

For example, the Taiqing Qigong passed down by the descendants of Guangcheng Mountain.

For example, the current Heavenly Fire Sacred Scripture.

Cultivating by oneself will naturally not be like Ye Jing.

Yan Zhaoge nodded slightly, the Heavenly Fire Holy Book has its own uniqueness.

It's just right for my next experiment.

When he came back to his senses, Ah Hu was standing aside, looking into the distance.

Yan Zhaoge put away the ring and looked into the distance.

There, a huge dark hemisphere, upside down on the ground, covering the vast heavens and the earth, was the special position formed by the Twilight Dark Moon Qi of the Great Sun Holy Sect.

In the dark hemisphere, there is a glass golden light that keeps shining.

As time passed, by this time, the glazed golden light became brighter and brighter, and began to shine through the dark hemisphere.

Finally, a crack appeared at the top of the dark hemisphere, which finally shattered, and golden light rose into the sky!

Faintly, a figure seems to be slowly rising from it!

"The master is worthy of being a master. Yan Zhaoge admired, and Ah Hu on the side nodded again and again.

But soon, Ah Hu's face changed, and he turned his head to look into the distance.

There, there seems to be a powerful aura that covers the vault, and it is overwhelmingly approaching!

Martial arts fist intent is clearly a vein of the Great Sun Holy Sect.

The cultivator is stronger than Twilight-kun!

Ah Hu said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid, it's Xiao Sheng's grandfather." ”

Yan Zhaoge's gaze also looked into the distance, his gaze was far away.