"Yuan'er..."

The silver-haired old man's tone carried a touch of complicated feelings, there was nostalgia, sentimentality, and even a faint anger filled it, which made the firmament's heart froze, and his body almost couldn't help but attack. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But he knew that he must not do this, because in the face of absolute strength, everything was in vain!

"Senior..." The firmament said in a trembling voice, the old man didn't seem to have the slightest breath blooming all over his body, but standing in front of him, he inexplicably felt a strong sense of oppression, so that his voice couldn't settle down.

The silver-haired old man raised his wrinkled right hand, and glanced at it, although it was only one hand, but it seemed to be able to see the glorious posture of the old man who had dominated the world and smiled proudly on the battlefield in the past.

The silver-haired old man stopped the firmament from talking, looked at the firmament and slowly spoke, "Can you let me see the Silver Wing Demon Sword?"

Firmament's heart was shocked, how did he find out, even if it was a holy powerhouse, it was impossible to feel the existence of the Shattering Star Armament so simply, not to mention that the contact between the two was only ten minutes!

Seeing the firmament's surprise and vigilance, the silver-haired old man showed a soft smile: "Yuan'er... Yan Yuan is my grandson!"

A sentence suddenly made the firmament's heart tremble, countless information poured into his heart, and the identity of the silver-haired old man in front of him was about to come out, he felt his heart pounding, and his face was flushed with excitement.

Yan Kaixia, the oldest saint powerhouse of the human race, participated in the last decisive battle in ancient times, and the old man who survived, the strength of the old man is definitely few enemies, although it is not any of the four saints, but in terms of strength, it will definitely not lose to any of the four saints!

And what made the firmament feel the most cordial was that the old man in front of him was the dean of the Broken Army Academy, and there was a reason why he was able to enter the Broken Army Academy without passing the assessment!

"Dean!" the firmament bowed his hand respectfully and spoke, no matter what aspect it was, Yan Kaixia deserved the respect of anyone!

Yan Kaixia's face showed a smile, and the wrinkles on her face also relaxed: "Dome boy, this is the first time we have met, I was entrusted by the son of the old man to let you in, but you have not disappointed me." ”

"Seniors love!" Firmament hurriedly said, this is not modesty, anyone who is evaluated by a saint powerhouse is a supreme honor, let alone the oldest saint rank powerhouse of the human race.

Yan Kaixia nodded, and then looked hopeful: "Yuan'er, he..."

As soon as the firmament's right hand flipped, the Silver Wing Demon Sword appeared in his hand, and the sword body of the Silver Wing Demon Sword exuded a silver brilliance, although it was only a touch, but it seemed to be brighter than the moon in the sky!

Seeing this sword, Yan Kaixia's eyes rose with a wisp of mist, he stretched out his hand and trembled and stroked the sword body of the Silver Wing Demon Sword, and murmured: "Yuan'er, after so many years, you have finally returned, but it is the eternal separation between heaven and man, and you can no longer see each other in this life・・・・・

Hearing this, the firmament also sighed in his heart, the Yan family was thin, and it was said that the son and wife of Yan Kaixia's predecessors died on the battlefield on the front line, at that time Yan Yuan was just a baby waiting to be fed, Yan Kaixia experienced the pain of losing a child, and since then he has been cultivating Yan Yuan wholeheartedly, making him the mainstay of the human race, Yan Yuan is also angry, and he reached the position of emperor before he was 100 years old, but as soon as he became an emperor, he died on the battlefield on the northern front!

Yan Kaixia's predecessors lived for more than 8,000 years, but they experienced the pain of losing their children and grandchildren, what a blow to an old man, and this Yan family is also extinct, only Yan Kaixia is left, since then, Yan Kaixia rarely appears in public, even if she does not attend the holy meeting, as if she is sinking.

For Yan Kaixia's series of sad past, everyone sympathizes and grieves, but the deceased has passed away, even if he has great ability, it is impossible to resurrect it, and Beisheng, as the most serious holy position, has raised his dissatisfaction with Yan Kaixia more than once.

"Yan Kaixia's seniors, I just want to see his grandson for the last time・・・・・" Firmament sighed in his heart.

"Alas..." After a while, Yan Kaixia sighed, looked at the Silver Wing Demon Sword and said: "Yuan'er, I can see you for the last time, my wish has been granted, Silver Wing Demon Sword, I hope you can find a good home..."

Yan Kaixia's eyes revealed an unprecedented light at this time, he handed the Silver Wing Demon Sword back to the firmament's hand, hesitated for a moment and asked, "How did Yuan'er die?"

The firmament looked at Yan Kaixia's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Demon Clan, Yanlan Demon Emperor!"

Rumble!

A terrifying killing intent bloomed from Yan Kaixia's body, and the firmament was shocked, how many people's souls have been accumulated in this murderous aura, more than that!

At this moment, the moon in the sky seemed to dim, the clouds were thick, the thunder roared, and even the earth trembled slightly, the holy throne was angry, and the sky trembled!

But in just a moment, the murderous aura on Yan Kaixia's body disappeared cleanly, his eyes showed murderous intent, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cold and arrogant smile: "Yanlan Demon Emperor, Yanlan Demon Emperor, Yanlan ・・・・・"

Listening to the voice full of murderous intent, the firmament's heart sank, this Yanlan Demon Emperor's life is not easy!

Yan Kaixia's eyes gradually calmed down, her aura became extremely peaceful, and the others really stared at the sky and said, "I hope you can find an outstanding successor, I don't want Yuan'er's power to find a trace in this world." ”

"Dean, rest assured, she will definitely satisfy you!" Yan Yuan himself is a strong man at the top of the throne, and the firmament naturally does not want his ability to be buried, besides, Qi Xin's Yuan Force attribute is the same as him, and he will definitely be able to teach Qi Xin a lot of things.

"Okay, I'm relieved to have your words!" Yan Kaixia patted the firmament on the shoulder, and suddenly made the firmament a little flattered, the holy throne powerhouse is high, and the emperor powerhouse may not be honored by this.

Yan Kaixia glanced at the Silver Wing Demon Sword again with complicated eyes, turned around, and the whole person disappeared cleanly, leaving no trace, just like he appeared silently, and left silently.

The firmament admired, this is the strength of the Holy Rank powerhouse, the strength of the Holy Rank powerhouse has reached the point of returning to the basics, they appear or disappear, in a flash.

"Why don't you see your grandfather?" asked the firmament after a moment of silence.

An illusory figure appeared in front of the firmament, tears condensed in his eyes, and he replied, "No, this is the best meeting!"

The firmament thought slightly, sighed, no, it is indeed the best meeting.

None of the two noticed that in the distant void, a figure looked in this direction, looked at the illusory figure, his eyes showed nostalgia and doting, after all, he controlled his mood, sighed, and disappeared into the void.

Yan Yuan looked into the distance and whispered: "Grandpa, my grandson is not filial, I will have a chance in the next life, and I will honor you well." ”

Firmament looked at Yan Yuan's back, sighed in his heart, and was a little sad.

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(To be continued) (To be continued.) )