Ye Ran shrank into inches and stepped into the sea of fire, the blazing waves of fire rushed to his face, the soil under his feet became very soft, and as soon as he stepped on it, he fell into the dirt, and then the magma flowing in the soil covered his feet.

The further he went, the more unbearable the heat became, the flames scared away like a dragon, the raging flames roared in his ears, even if he felt the heat was unbearable, he tried to absorb and control the surrounding flames, but the roaring flames were completely uncontrollable.

Not only that, but the power of the backlash became more and more obvious, and even the red flame in his body began to move.

Ye Ran couldn't help but frown, only then did he clearly feel that the flames here were connected to his heart, as if they were blending with water and milk, how could he suddenly have the intention of backlash?

And when he used all his strength to stare at the almost unbearable temperature, he walked several miles forward to the center of the flames, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the fifteen-zhang spear that was originally lying on the ground in the violently fluctuating sea of fire actually disappeared, and just disappeared out of thin air, and even the surrounding landform suddenly changed.

It was still a raging fire, it was still a fire dragon roaring in the sky, but the cracked surface had disappeared, replaced by a vast red mist, and gradually the flames outside the body dissipated, but the rolling heat wave did not decrease at all, and the two pairs of eyes slowly opened in the vast red mist.

As soon as the lantern-like eyes opened, two red rays shone on Ye Ran's bloodstained armor, and at that moment, Ye Ran's heart moved, he could not only feel a kind of heart-to-heart and soul, but also feel the resistance of the vague giant shadow to him.

Through the vast red mist, through the red mangs that shot out of those bloody eyes, Ye Ran could see a vague huge shadow, looming in the dense red mist, as if there was nothing.

It seemed to have no substance, but Ye Ran could feel its powerful vitality.

In addition to this, a strong sense of familiarity welled up in his heart, as if he had fought alongside it a long time ago.

"Who are you?".

Ye Ran wanted to step forward, but his body was imprisoned by an invisible giant force, he couldn't see that power, but he could feel every inch of his body.

It was as if the whole red mist was restricting his pace, making him unable to move.

"Hahahaha",

A low, majestic voice came from ahead. The sound of the thunder of the golden drum came in from all directions.

"King of the Moon Clan, how many years have passed in the outside world?",

Ye Ran frowned and did not speak.

"I must have been left here for too long, so long that even my old friends who used to fight side by side have forgotten me, hahahaha",

How much rampant is there in the laughter, and how much vicissitudes are revealed?

Ye Ran's heart suddenly moved, and his gaze turned downward. Through the vast red mist, he saw something strange as black and smooth as iron, and his heart suddenly felt a little clear.

"You are",

"10,000 years, I have been waiting here for 13,000 years",

The eyes stared at him and said, "But what I'm waiting for is not you, but Cangyue",

"Are you the machine spirit of the Spear of Great Destruction?",

Ye Ran said.

He no longer doubted his guesses. But my heart was still terrified.

In ancient legends, it is often said that "all things have spirits", and there are flowers and plants in this world. Every mountain and stone is alive, and cold weapons are no exception, although ordinary people can't detect it.

In ancient books, it was recorded that there were tree god prophets and cannibalistic flowers, all of which proved that "all things have spirits" is true.

And in ancient times, there was a legend that when a murder weapon was tempered thousands of times. Burn the blood of the enemy on the battlefield and stain countless souls, and a powerful spirit will be born from the weapon of killing.

The machine spirit has no physical body, so it is indestructible, when the machine spirit is born. The person who controls the weapon is the same as the machine spirit, and the power of the killing weapon naturally skyrockets, and every time the weapon is strong, the killing weapon is stronger, and so on and so on, the power of the killing weapon can increase infinitely.

It's just that although there has been this saying for a long time, no one has ever seen the so-called machine spirit, not even the artifact of the god of Olympus, and the magic treasure of the demon race.

And looking at the blurry giant shadow in front of him with his own eyes, how could Ye Ran, the weapon spirit of the Great Destruction Spear, not be shocked?

"Thirteen thousand years, after Ragnarok, the Great Spear of Destruction that our people lost on the Ancient Battlefield in the Ancient Battlefield",

Ye Ran wanted to stretch out his hand, but that power still imprisoned him.

He said: "Since I am a machine spirit who has fought side by side with the ancestors of Cangyue, and I am also a king's bloodline, shouldn't it be in my hands when we meet again today?

The giant shadow's eyes flashed red, and he looked at the young man who was imprisoned by it and said, "With such a weak king's bloodline, why should I recognize you as the Lord?"

"I am a machine spirit, but in your hands I am destined to not be able to recover the glory of ten thousand years ago",

"Cangyue can, why don't I wait for his return? I've been waiting for thirteen thousand years, are you afraid to wait a little longer?",

There was no contemptuous tone, he just said the facts he believed in a steady tone.

The machine spirit is powerful and loyal, Cangyue once controlled it, and it will always have the imprint of Cangyue on its body, but it also recognizes the strong strength, Ye Ran can be the king's legacy at any time, but he is not strong enough, far from the point of being recognized by the machine spirit.

"Your weak strength will bring me to shame",

The majestic voice echoed in his ears.

And this voice also made Ye Ran angry in his heart.

"Could it be that the Cangyue Ancestor has the power to make you approve as soon as he was born?",

Ye Ran said loudly: "Which strong man in this world has not gone through hardships and dangers, has been tempered, and has been trained in a hundred battles in dust and sand, and in bloody wind and rain?

"As long as I am given time, what the Cangyue Ancestor can do, Ye Ran, can also do",

"As long as you are willing to help me, I will not let you be ashamed, I will work with you to regain the glory of my clan ten thousand years ago, and I can stand with you on the top of what others can only look up to",

There was a great longing in his clear voice.

From the moment he was conscious, he wanted to become stronger, so even when he couldn't eat enough and didn't have warm clothes, he practiced hard every day, maybe he had hesitated and retreated in the wind and waves of more than ten years, but the desire for strength has always been there, especially after gaining a second life.

At this time, he was facing the machine spirit that had fought side by side with the ancestor Cangyue, its aura was as thick as a mountain and as vast as a river and sea, Ye Ran couldn't hide his desire for it at all.

Only this time, say whatever you want to get it too.

"When I was born, your ancestor Cangyue had the power to make me recognize, and you didn't, I thought about your suggestion, but I chose to continue to wait",

The machine spirit said calmly.

The power that imprisoned Ye Ran disappeared silently, and the red mist around it gradually spread, and its figure gradually disappeared.

Ye Ran saw the cracked land again, the roaring fire dragon, the flowing magma, and the great destructive spear that lay across the ground.

But then everything froze, the red mist, the giant shadow, everything was as it was, the fire dragon, and the magma coexisted.

Ye Ran stood in this wonderland, looked at the slightly surprised machine spirit and said word by word: "Machine spirit, I don't agree to your choice", (to be continued.) )