The smoke of tea rises.

The wooden platform is a hollow structure, and the mountain wind roars.

Yan Feng slowly stood up and walked to the guardrail, from this wooden platform, it was enough to overlook most of Qiyan City.

Prosperity and prosperity, full traffic.

"Who are you?"

Yan Feng asked such a sentence.

Zishan, who was kneeling on the ground, bowed at this moment... look, with a hint of pride.

"The heir of the slave Ziyan clan, Ziyan is out of Shan. ”

Purple Smoke...

Yan Feng's eyebrows furrowed, he didn't know anything about this holy realm.

And in the Chaos Sanctuary, there are so many families that they can't be counted, who knows that the Purple Smoke clan brought here...!

Ziyan Lishan also saw Yan Feng's doubts, and continued: "When the chaos was undecided, the Desolate Emperor led the human race to rise in the middle of the micro-end, and the ancestor of the slave family, Ziyan Qingyi, was the military advisor under the command of Emperor Zun, strategizing and counting all the races. ”

Yan Feng's eyebrows condensed slightly... Strategist!

This has never heard of Aoki before, even when Bingchang was talking about the First Battle of Fengyue and the Rebellion of Baijiang for himself, he never mentioned the existence of this purple smoke Qingyi!

Did this woman lie to herself, or... The purple smoke was deliberately erased.

In that case, who erased it?

"The ancestors of Ziyan Qingyi, the best strategy for chaos, the next count of all races, for the desolate emperor to pacify the holy land of all races, but it is precisely because of this that the ancestors were punished by chaos, it was an endless lifespan, but it was limited to a million years of life, not only that, the entire Ziyan family was limited to a million years of life, a million years of life..."

Speaking of which, there was a helpless smile on Ziyan Lishan's face, which was hatred... How strong the Ziyan clan was back then!

But with the limit of a million years of life, even if he is a talent, he can cultivate to the desolate realm?

It's hard!

A huge family that can't even be born in the wilderness, but it is an extremely massive resource of the owner, and as the years go by, it naturally becomes a robbery existence!

became... A sweet spot in the eyes of others!

Generation after generation, generation after generation, generation after generation, generation weaker than generation ... Slaughtered!

Yan Feng listened to the purple smoke in his ears, and his eyebrows condensed slightly... Millions of years of life.

It must be known that in the realm of the Heavenly Sage, if there is no accident, it is an endless life.

And characters like Ziyan Qingyi, as the military division of the Desolate Emperor, no matter how bad their cultivation is, at least they are above the Desolate Realm!

An epoch is 100 million years.

And a million years is only a hundredth of an era!

If this Ziyan Lishan said the truth, then this Chaos's hatred for Ziyan Qingyi must have also reached a situation.

In contrast, the purple smoke and green clothes are indeed powerful...

What can induce chaos to retaliate, so far Yan Feng only knows one thing, and that is to kill demons!

Killing demons against chaos and cultivating to the extreme may have the power to destroy chaos, so chaos cuts off the demon slaying Shouyuan and annihilates it!

In this way, the purple smoke and green clothes... It actually has the power to shake chaos, not by cultivation, but... Plan!

"How many generations have you been, and how many people are there in the clan?"

Yan Feng tilted his head slightly, and could see that the purple smoke was gone, and there were tears in his eyes... There is endless hatred!

That's the hatred of chaos, the hatred of injustice!

The beautiful face, a few wisps of emanation, with the tears, simply hit the depths of people's hearts, and the beauty is indescribable.

"The seven hundred and ninety-second generation, now in the clan... The slave family alone is alone. ”

"What do you want me to help you? ”

The wind blew the hair in front of Yan Feng's forehead, and as soon as these words came out, the purple smoke that was kneeling on the ground suddenly welled up with tears in his eyes again.

But this time... But it's tears of joy!

"Thank you...!"

Ziyan Lishan touched the ground with her head, and her voice paused: "Thank you, master!"

"From now on, the lowly maid is the master's handmaiden, and the body and soul are paid to the master. ”

Yan Feng did not refuse.

If it is true, the ancestor of Ziyan Lishan is like what she said, and he has the ability to plan chaos.

As a descendant, Ziyan Lishan must also know a little bit about it.

From the fact that she was able to know who she was... It's to be able to guess one or two.

This woman is by no means simple.

"Arise and tell me what you are going to do. ”

Yan Feng said lightly.

"Yes, master. ”

Purple smoke left Shan, stood up from the ground, and came to Yan Feng's side.

It also overlooks the huge Qiyan City...

"After the Desolate Emperor pacified all the races, the chaos punishment came down from the sky, and the ancestor knew that he could not escape this catastrophe... As long as you are under this chaos, you can't escape!"

Speaking of this, Ziyan Lishan's emotions were a little excited.

Yan Feng, his eyes were slightly condensed...

That's right.

As long as you are in this chaos, you can't escape the chaos catastrophe!

"The ancestor is unwilling, unwilling to scatter his own strategy, except for a small part of the inheritance in the bloodline, the ancestor left a spiritual inheritance in the place where he returned to the ruins, which can only be accepted by the descendants of the bloodline of the Ziyan clan. ”

"The descendants of the Purple Smoke Clan, as long as they get this spiritual inheritance, they can have the power of the ancestors' general strategies!"

"And what the slave and maid want is the inheritance of this spirit. ”

Yan Feng's brows condensed slightly: "What do you want this inheritance to do?"

Purple smoke left the mountain and took a deep breath...

"Ancestor, I once tried to calculate the chaos and solve the mystery of chaos, so that the way to solve it can be found, and even... Reverse this chaos! The unfinished business of the ancestors, slave maid, want to give it a try!"

When Yan Feng heard this, he was surprised in his heart, but his face was still calm, and he asked lightly.

"Do you think you have the ability? If you fail, you're afraid that even a million years of life will be gone. ”

Ziyan Lishan, with a slight smile on his face at this moment: "Even if it disperses, what if it is dispersed, there is only one slave left in my Ziyan clan, if I don't try again, what does my Ziyan clan's strategy mean in heaven and earth!"

The wind whistled over the wooden platform.

"Why don't you take the law of the Ziyan clan yourself, what's the use of looking for me?"

This is also what makes Yan Feng puzzled...

"In order to protect that inheritance, the ancestors borrowed... It is the power of the desolate emperor. ”

"And when the Emperor was there, the clan was still prosperous, and no clansmen went to take the inheritance of the spirit, and at that time, the clan also strictly forbade children to enter the ancestral tomb, but..."

"But when your clan has completely declined, the Desolate Emperor has fallen, so you, the only descendant of the Ziyan clan, have to borrow the power of me, a person with the blood of the Desolate Emperor flowing in his body. ”

Yan Feng, and then Ziyan Lishan's words.

"That's right, please ask the master for help. ”

Ziyan left Shan, took a few steps back, and knelt on the ground again.

"If you get the inheritance of the spirit, the slave and maid will definitely calculate the spirit of the long river and the source of the long river for the master!"

As soon as this remark came out...

Yan Feng, a fierce start!

As soon as he turned around, he looked at Ziyan Lishan who was kneeling on the ground, and in his eyes... For the first time, there was a horror!

She actually knew that she was looking for the source of the long river!

Or rather... It's the one to figure it out!

The art of the heart!