Chapter 662: If you don't accept it, you can't do it
What amazed Wang Yan was the girl's way to get out.
She turned into a fish when she was still in the underground river, and finally swam to an outlet and then through a waterfall into a stream, at this time it behaved like a normal fish, and even fine-tuned its size to make her more like a fish.
Then the stream flowed through a mountain behind the Immortal Sect, and she was caught by a disciple of the Immortal Sect and roasted and eaten, and then the girl was lodged in the body of the disciple of the Immortal Sect through fish and meat.
If it weren't for the girl's physical body being under Wang Yan's surveillance, I'm afraid she would have really escaped the monitoring of the heaven and earth audio-visual system, and this kind of hidden transfer method is really unaware.
After the girl lurked in the body of this Immortal Sect disciple, she didn't make any moves, and with her patience, she estimated that she would be lurking for a while, and Wang Yan looked at it for a while and was bored.
"Let's continue to figure out the inheritance of the saint and strive to compete for a holy position as soon as possible!" Wang Yan said secretly in his heart.
It was at this moment that he felt an inexplicable crisis, a sense of crisis that was faint, as if the danger that was going to happen in the future had not yet come.
"What's going on!"
Wang Yan felt his heart beating faster, and the blood in his whole body seemed to have a tendency to speed up, and his whims were not just talking, especially now that his strength had reached such a realm, there should be few things that could make him feel like a whim.
Although the small world he was in at this time was very hidden, because there were no Qibao Tower, Glass Boat, and Yellow Wind Sand, it was just an empty small world, and the sage's qi was also taken away by him, so the concealment here was also discounted.
Suddenly, he felt that he was being targeted by a force, which was a feeling like a man's back, which made his heart palpitate.
"It's... Saint!"
Wang Yan gasped, although it was not the first time he had met a saint, but this time it seemed to be more dangerous than the last time.
Last time he was still in the Phantom Dust Star, which belonged to the Nether Realm, and the saint would suppress his power there, so as not to accidentally collapse the Nether Realm and cause great karma, but this time he was in a small world without living beings, and the saint probably didn't need to deliberately suppress his power.
"You are Wang Yan?" a voice sounded in Wang Yan's ears.
Bang~
Wang Yan seemed to hear a thunderclap, and his heart stirred up the shore where the waves were crashing, and a sense of surrender arose.
"Yes!" he replied respectfully.
Unable to resist, unable to refute, it seems that the answer is to conform to the mandate of heaven, otherwise it is against the sky!
That's right, this voice gave Wang Yan the feeling of heaven.
At this moment, even the superbrain system fell silent, and in the face of this great power of heaven and earth, the superbrain system decisively crashed.
This saint is Wu Rong, a saint with the power of the earth, among the two most critical heaven and earth in the universe, the earth is his body, and the merit and luck that he can bear are also unlimited.
If Wu Rong also had the observation method of the eye of a saint like Qing Xuan, he would definitely find out the great merit and luck on Wang Yan's body, then he probably wouldn't want to be so polite now.
The merit and luck are mysterious and mysterious, and Wang Yan is blessed in the underworld.
"Do you have fire in the stone and fire in the air?" Wu Rong asked, happy or sad.
"Yes!" Wang Yan could only answer honestly, and he didn't have the slightest thought of resisting in his heart.
Merit and luck, give me power!" Wang Yan shouted in his heart.
However, the merit qi only rolled for a short time, and then it fell silent, and it sensed that it was not advisable to use merit qi to deal with Wu Rong.
The momentum of the earth is generous and smooth, and the virtue is loaded, and the merit and luck will also be plundered by the other party, and the Qingxuan Sage took a fancy to Wu Rong's point, so he asked him to deal with Wang Yan.
"Great goodness!" Wu Rong was slightly happy, in his opinion, Wang Yan was like an ant at all, and he was completely at his mercy.
"Can you dedicate this fire to me!" Wu Rong asked lightly, as long as Wang Yan dared to disobey, the next thing would be his thunderous fury.
"No!" Wang Yan arched his hand and summoned his bright yellow flame.
"Hey, you've actually melted the true fire of the two worlds, yes, yes!" Wu Rong nodded and said.
He refines the holy weapon Pure World Holy Flame, and needs to collect all kinds of domineering flames between heaven and earth, although he is not afraid of the two true fires, but it is best to use it to refine the weapon.
Wang Yan did not resist in the slightest, and directly sacrificed the true fire of the two people.
Sou~
The bright yellow flame was gone, and it had been taken away by Wu Rong.
Getting the flame, Wu Rong's goal was half achieved, as for Wang Yan...
He frowned, and began to think about Qing Xuan's calculation of him, it is estimated that Wang Yan still has an identity background that he doesn't know, so Qing Xuan uses him as a gun, since this is the case, then...
"Now I will collect your true fire, form a good relationship with you, and give you a piece of holy magic and mental method, are you willing?" Wu Rong asked.
He plans to use a saint's mental method to end the cause and effect with Wang Yan, as for whether Wang Yan will endanger Qingxuan's holy position in the future, it is none of his business, anyway, in his opinion, how Wang Yan defy the sky will not endanger him, because Wang Yan is like an ant in front of him.
"No!" Wang Yan would only reply respectfully like a robot.
"Hmm!" Wu Rong nodded in satisfaction, and the holy power dispersed.
"Qing Xuan, Qing Xuan, you calculated me so much, I didn't expect me to break it so easily, and I also got the true fire of the two people, as for the favor you said... Hehe, when you ask for my head next time, I will only make a move if you owe me two favors!" Wu Rong thought proudly.
The saint left, and Wang Yan regained control of his body this time.
"Huh~Huh~" He gasped heavily, the last time he had a shit luck and a hard encounter with the Qingxuan Sage, he didn't suffer any losses, and this time he understood the power of the Sage.
"Nima~ Even if the saints of this world are not as good as the saints of the flood wilderness, they are also saints, and I am a little arrogant!"
In front of the saint, he didn't even have the mind to resist, how could he fight?
It is not for nothing that saints often call sentient beings ants, it is a kind of mystical surrender, there is no reason at all, as if some hidden mechanism in the body has been activated.
"What's even more terrifying is that the merit and luck of the golden oil are no longer effective in the face of the saint, which is the most troublesome thing!"
When the true fire of the two is gone, it is gone, but in the face of the saint, he has no means to resist it, and that is the most terrifying.
"It's strange, I didn't feel so powerless in the face of the Qingxuan Sage last time, what the hell is going on this time?" Wang Yan was puzzled.
"Hey~ I can't accept it!"