As An Heng's mind moved, a hole in space quietly opened in Yang Pan's study, and An Heng and Zichen walked in one after another.

Only the ram was left in the study, standing in place with a hesitant face, wanting to follow in but not allowing it.

"What are you doing?"

And just when the ram fool was very entangled, An Heng's voice suddenly floated out of the hole in space.

When the ram heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly walked into the hole of space.

"Master, Mother, and two more sisters!"

In the open space in front of the Inner Heaven and Earth Villa, Hong Yi greeted An Heng and the four people who walked out of the hole in space in turn.

"This kid!"

An Heng could see at a glance what Hong Yi had in mind, but seeing that Tsunade and Zichen didn't deny it, he pretended that nothing had happened.

So in this way, An Heng, Zichen and Tsunade acquiesced to Hong Yi's title.

Meng Bingyun looked at An Heng and the three of them who pretended to be indifferent with interest, feeling funny in her heart, but also with a trace of resentment.

"Alas!"

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

"I wonder what Your Excellency is going to do with us?"

At this time, Yang Pan, who had been lying on the ground without making a sound, suddenly asked An Heng.

Yang Pan's voice also happened to break the subtle atmosphere between An Heng and Zichen and the three daughters.

Seeing that An Heng didn't have any nonsense, he directly took out Yang Pan's divine soul, and then moved the world authority of the inner heaven and earth in his mind, and easily extracted the memory in the divine soul thoughts, and then stripped off the dharma body aperture condensed by the nine incense flames.

By the time Anheng's series of operations were over, it didn't even take half a minute.

At this time, tens of thousands of crystal-like Six Tribulation Thoughts and nine circles of incense flame of different colors floated in the air, and on An Heng's open palm was a colorful memory light cluster that exuded the breath of seven emotions and six desires.

At this point, An Heng has put an end to the life of Yang Pan, the Qiandi Emperor who is very talented and wants to be comparable to the Holy Emperor of the Ancients.

And Hong Xuanji, who was lying next to Yang Pan's body, watched the whole process without blinking, without making any sound, and his face was still expressionless, and the whole person was like a stone, motionless.

But the whole person looks more and more gloomy.

Tang Zichen noticed Hong Xuanji's performance, his eyes were thoughtful, but he didn't say anything, he still stood quietly in place and watched An Heng operate.

"Yi'er, take out those two jade albums!"

An Heng instructed Hong Yi, who was stunned in place.

When Hong Yi heard this, he directly shook his spirit, instantly came back to his senses, and quickly took out two jade albums from his arms and handed them to An Heng.

"Master is really decisive, let you live a generation of Tianjiao, sitting on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, in the end it will not be empty!"

Hong Yi's eyes were not on An Heng, but at the lifeless corpse of Yang Pan on the ground, and sighed in his heart.

An Heng didn't know that Hong Yi would be emotional, and after taking the two jade albums handed by Hong Yi, one large and one small, he skillfully separated the part of Yang Pan's memory about martial arts cultivation.

Immediately after that, it was exactly the same operation as when dealing with the memories of Great Zhou Taizu before.

The memories of Yang Pan's martial arts cultivation part were typed into a small jade book, and the rest of the memories were typed into a large jade book.

In this way, An Heng also came to the two most precious Taoist books in Yang Pan's memory:

The future of the Great Zen Temple has no life scriptures.

The Heavenly Book of Creation of the Dao of Creation.

After An Heng returned the two jade albums, one large and one small, to Hong Yi, the Tsunade next to him suddenly pointed to Hong Xuanji on the ground and said, "Did this guy also kill directly?" ”

At this time, neither Meng Bingyun nor Hong Yi made a sound, but quietly waited for An Heng to make a decision.

And at this critical juncture of death, Hong Xuanji on the ground is still motionless like a stone, without any mood fluctuations, as if Tsunade is not talking about himself.

An Heng didn't answer Tsunade, but looked at Hong Yi and said, "Yi'er, what to do with Hong Xuanji will be left to you to decide!" ”

When Hong Yi heard this, he couldn't help but look at Hong Xuanji on the ground, then shook his head and said to An Heng: "Master, just make a decision!" ”

"In that case, let's just kill it!"

When An Heng heard this, he didn't hesitate, and directly expressed his attitude.

As soon as the words fell, An Heng, Zichen and Tsunade all looked at Meng Bingyun and Hong Yi.

And Meng Bingyun and Hong Yi just nodded slightly, indicating that they had no opinion.

At this time, the ground was like a stone, and Hong Xuanji, who had never had any mood fluctuations, suddenly said loudly: "Sluts, sluts, and you thieves, you ......"

Without waiting for Hong Xuanji to finish his last words, Tsunade, who had been impatient for a long time next to him, instantly hit a dark energy and directly destroyed Hong Xuanji's brain.

At this point, Xiu Wei regressed to the point that Hong Xuanji, who was not even a martial saint, died completely, without the slightest luck.

"Let's go accompany Yang Pan!"

And An Heng's heart moved, and when Hong Xuanji's memory had not dissipated, he extracted it, and then divided it into categories and entered the two jade books in Hong Yi's arms, one large and one small, and then said: "Yi'er, take out your temples first!" ”

"Disciple knows!"

When Hong Yi heard this, he didn't ask much, but agreed directly.

In the next second, I saw a small palace flying out of Hong Yi's eyebrows, and then suspended in midair.

Seeing this, An Heng's heart moved, and he directly smashed Yang Pan's martial saint body and the vitality extracted by Hong Xuanji by Zichen into the temples.

After devouring Yang Pan's physical body and Hong Xuanji's vitality, the temples in mid-air suddenly became magnificent, and the small thousand worlds inside also expanded.

"Thank you, Master!"

Hong Yi felt that the temples were more than a star and a half stronger than before, and thanked An Heng happily.

An Heng didn't care, but asked, "Yi'er, do you want to be the emperor?" ”

When Hong Yi heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and subconsciously restrained the happy expression on his face, and then said with a positive color: "The disciple's answer is still the same as before, I don't want to be an emperor, I just want to follow the master's previous teachings, step by step, to complete small goals one by one, until the ultimate goal of everyone is like a dragon." ”

When An Heng heard this, he immediately laughed and said: "Achieving the goal of everyone being like a dragon and being an emperor are not mutually exclusive, Yi'er, just like the first small goal you want to achieve - so that there will no longer be hungry among all living beings, you alone are just a drop in the bucket, and you must need the cooperation of the state, so as to achieve this small goal with maximum efficiency." ”

Seeing the thoughtful Hong Yi, An Heng paused and continued: "On the contrary, if Yi'er becomes the emperor, won't you be able to directly govern the entire country, so as to promote policies that are conducive to the development of the people, in this way, the people's lives will get better and better, and you will get closer and closer to achieving the goal of everyone being like a dragon!" ”

At this time, Hong Yi's face also showed a look of interest.

In the middle of the sound, Hong Yi raised his head and said seriously: "Master, the disciple wants to be this emperor, but now that Daqian has no Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji, it can be said that it is not far from falling apart, and the disciple needs the help of the master and the master to stabilize the situation!" ”

When An Heng heard this, he immediately looked at each other and said with a smile: "Don't worry, in fact, if Yi'er insists on not being the emperor, your mother and I will definitely not care about the life and death of Daqian, and when the time comes, no matter which son of Yang Pan succeeds to the throne, he will definitely not be able to suppress the current situation, and Daqian will definitely be full of smoke." ”

Hong Yi listened, and his face did not show surprise, it was because he thought of this situation that he made up his mind.

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