Chapter 117: Tinder

The middle-aged man looked strange, and he actually stretched out his palm and put it on Xihe's forehead.

This action, Jin Yi's eyes flashed with vigilance in an instant, although it is the Panlong Tower, the other party should also be the holy cultivator of the Emperor Dragon Clan, but it is not necessarily beneficial to them, isn't this action the magic technique, this method has always been used by them to obtain prisoners on the battlefield and know the information they need from the opponent's divine consciousness, which is extremely damaging to the divine sense.

Jin Yi was about to stop him, but he saw the middle-aged man looking at him, and there was an approving smile in his eyes.

Jin Yi was shocked in his heart, and immediately understood, just by looking at Fang Cai, Jin Yi felt a power to calm his mind, and he was also instantly clear, the other party's cultivation was probably the legendary tenth level of the Holy Order! The Holy Cultivation of the tenth level of the Emperor Dragon Holy Rank!

With the other party's cultivation, how could Xi and the use of soul dementorship hurt Xi He's divine sense, he just had a different look, presumably to read Xi He's memory, as for the reason, Jin Yi thought, I'm afraid it has something to do with Xi He's name, because the Emperor Dragon clan respects the emperor, and the name will have the word emperor in it.

Originally, Jin Yi thought that the name Xihe might just be used to disguise her identity, but just now she called herself Xihe in front of this middle-aged man, Jin Yi suddenly understood that the middle-aged man in this mural didn't know how many years he had been in the Panlong Tower, and he probably didn't know that the Dilong clan had been wiped out, and Xihe should be the exiled Dilong clan, so the name did not take the word emperor.

I saw that the middle-aged man's palm with a ball of golden light infiltrated into Xi He's divine consciousness, and in an instant, all the memories of Xi He instantly entered the middle-aged man's mind.

Xihe has never been as alert as Jin Yi, because she is not like Jin Yi, she has the same blood, and Xihe can deeply feel that middle-aged people have no malice.

It was just a warm moment, and Xi He felt the middle-aged man's fingers trembling slightly. His eyes were full of pity when he looked at Xihe, and he slowly lowered his hand, with a hint of sadness in his tone: "Good boy, you have suffered." ”

This sentence made Xi He's eyes warm up again, in fact, she never felt any suffering, if she hadn't gone through this, how could she have encountered Yue Chen?

But it was the middle-aged man's words that made her feel the pain of hundreds of limbs, just like the sound of sorrow in the Burial Dragon Valley, which made her feel a kind of sour sadness that was understood.

"There is a certainty in the dark. The Holy Realm has always been at the head of all walks of life, and if you want to come to the Heavenly Dao Reincarnation, there will be a catastrophe. "Middle-aged humane.

Xihe nodded, her state of mind was not what it used to be. Naturally, they can clearly understand the truth in the words of the middle-aged man, in the evolution of the Heavenly Dao, there is always an irresistible force, even if they are detached and have the power to change the universe, they cannot be completely avoided.

Even if it's a Dilong Holy Rank. Standing in the position where everyone looks up will definitely not give birth to any arrogance.

"Since Xihe has seen me today, it is also the opportunity of the Emperor Dragon Clan, you are only a cultivator who has just entered the seventh level of the Holy Rank, and if you want to help the Emperor Dragon Clan survive this calamity, you are still too weak, and there is no problem with the exercises you have cultivated. It's just that if you want to cultivate to the tenth level of the Holy Rank, I'm afraid it will take some years. The middle-aged man pondered for a moment and continued: "You still don't have the control method of the Emperor's Fire, I will teach you a set, and then give you an innate spirit treasure." ”

Xihe nodded. Her control over the fire of Emperor Yan was still in the fire control technique of refining pills, and she had indeed not concentrated on practicing the fire of Emperor Yan after entering the Holy Rank.

Of course, the conversation between them did not shy away from Jin Yi, Jin Yi knelt respectfully behind him, and the words of the middle-aged man confirmed his thoughts, although it was a few years. Xi He's entry into the tenth level of the Holy Rank would definitely not be as hopeless as they were.

The seventh level of the Holy Rank is already considered a high-level holy cultivation among the various clans in the Holy Realm. In the mouth of the middle-aged man, he turned out to be too weak, and the sense of insignificance of existence arose spontaneously from the bottom of his heart.

The battle they had experienced was so childish and ridiculous!

At this moment, he suddenly sounded the Great Elder of the Eighth Rank of the Lord and Sect Saint Rank on the Cloud Piercing Mountain, and the position he was in determined the vision of a Holy Cultivator, and the vision of him and the Lord Battle Sect was too narrow at the beginning.

I also had a disrespectful heart for the Great Elder, and now that I think about it, I really shouldn't have it!

The middle-aged man sat down, Xi He also sat opposite the middle-aged man, Jin Yi only saw the middle-aged man's lips move slightly, but Jin Yi knew that this was not a sound transmission, it was actually directly engraved into Xi He's divine consciousness, Xi He closed his eyes, frowned slightly, I don't know if it was because the time was too tight, the middle-aged man engraved the exercises on Xi He's divine consciousness very quickly, Xi He's current divine consciousness is not weak, but when receiving such a huge amount of information, he still felt uncomfortable.

Although the middle-aged man's portrayal speed was extremely fast, it also took an hour, and after Xihe forcibly accepted it, the middle-aged man said: "I don't have much time, I have already taught you the method of controlling the fire of Emperor Yan, and what I have taught you is the mantra of the innate spirit treasure." After saying this, the middle-aged man suddenly turned around and stretched out a hand to the mural.

The mural suddenly twisted and solidified in front of Xihe and Jin Yi, and the mural fell off the wall in a continuous twist, and turned into a cluster of small transparent flames that would be extinguished in the next second.

After the middle-aged man silently recited a few words to the small flame, he saw that the small flame suddenly flew towards Xihe, and almost instantly submerged into Xihe's body.

Xihe was a little surprised, and hurriedly looked up at the middle-aged man: "Senior, that's not you?" ”

Before Xi He's words could speak, he saw the middle-aged man smiling and shaking his hand, he knew what Xi He wanted to say, the mural was the place where his divine thoughts dwelled, without the mural, he could only dissipate between heaven and earth.

I only listened to the middle-aged man: "Maybe my wisp of divine thought is just to meet you, Xihe." ”

Xi He was silent, and saw that the middle-aged man's figure had begun to blur, at this moment, I really wanted to cry, although we only got along for an hour, but the predecessors of the Emperor Dragon clan taught Xi He a lot, and the elder feelings from the bloodline were also faintly revealed in it, Xi He felt it, so when facing the middle-aged man who was about to dissipate in the next second, he couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart.

The middle-aged man smiled, and he said, "Xihe, that fire must be well maintained, and it will be useful in the future." ”

Xihe nodded, when the fire entered her body, she already felt its weakness, as if existence was too difficult for it, she had already used the fire of Emperor Yan to hold it, so that this timid looking flame could be calmed down.

The middle-aged man said: "Leaving the mural, my divine thoughts can only exist for an hour, and the fate of Xihe and the Dilong clan will be pinned on you." ”