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Inside the black Venerable Saint Ding, Ye Xueyan almost opened his ** strength to the maximum, and his fists were like two angry dragons turning over the river, attacking in a row, and slammed into the top wall of the Venerable Holy Ding. With his understanding of the Venerable Saint Ding, such a power was enough to completely shatter it.

But it turns out that Ye Xueyan really underestimated Zong Feihan and his Zun Shengding, in the tempering of the True Dragon Clan these days, not only the strength of Zong Feihan and others has increased greatly, but even the Zun Shengding has also received great benefits, although there is no way to determine what grade of weapon it is, but Ye Xueyan knows that under his iron fists, he can hold on, and in terms of this defensive power alone, it is definitely above the middle grade among the emperors.

Failing to break through the wall of the Ding is not a great thing for Ye Xueyan, if it comes, it will be safe, in Ye Xueyan's heart, Zong Feihan will not be able to make many waves, he is now ready to stay in this Holy Ding for a while, so as to see what the purpose of this Zong Feihan has tried his best to put himself into this big ding.

Outside the tripod, Zong Feihan looked at the black tripod with hot eyes, and kept rubbing his hands, as if a father was anxiously waiting for the birth of his child at the door of the delivery room. At this time, Zong Feihan's heart was extremely excited, he could finally see such a scene again, thinking that when he practiced this move before, he usually grabbed one casually and threw it into it, and there was never a master for him to practice the move.

And today, what was contained in that tripod was not only his biggest enemy, but also the top-ranked master in this true dragon clan, how could he not make Zong Feihan excited? He was extremely looking forward to the moment he opened the big ding after the smelting was over, and seeing those minced meat was his greatest pleasure now.

For Zong Feihan, he originally had a lot of fun, but after experiencing the destruction of Ye Xueyan and the people of the Hundred Refining Sect, his fun was almost all gone.

Without the root of right and wrong, the thought of right and wrong is naturally broken.

And now the only thing that can make Zong Feihan feel happy is killing, bloody killing, cruel killing, the more bloody and cruel he is, the more he likes it, the more it can arouse the ** hidden in his bones, and the more it can make him feel that he is still a man.

With Zong Feihan's voice: "Fire, rise." A large area of black flame began to envelop the black Dading, and began the smelting in Zong Feihan's mouth.

With the passage of time, this black flame continued to wash over the Ding wall, sometimes completely devouring it, and sometimes it just returned to the bottom of the Ding, increasing the temperature of the Ding like a normal flame, seeing this, Zong Feihan also felt that even if Ye Xueyan had the ability to reach the sky, under such a terrifying smelting, it should turn into a pool of blood.

But just when Zong Feihan's imagination was not over, an extremely discordant voice came from this big ding.

Ye Xueyan was in the black tripod, and after a while, he felt that this tripod wall began to exude an extremely hot heat, and Ye Xueyan knew that Zong Feihan's attack had arrived.

At this time, Ye Xueyan, with a hint of mockery on his face, thought in his heart: I was just about to step out of my own path of smelting ten thousand paths, and I was put into this big ding and smelted it well, which is really quite ironic.

The smile on Ye Xueyan's face had not yet dissipated, and on the top of the black tripod wall, locks of black flames began to erupt, and these flames turned into strange insects one by one, tearing towards Ye Xueyan. Thinking about it, the reason why everything that has been refined by Zong Feihan will turn into a pile of flesh and blood is blurred, I am afraid that it is inseparable from these strange-shaped flames.

Ye Xueyan looked at these black fireworms, and a disdainful smile appeared on his face again, is this Feihan stupid? Knowing that his phoenix flame is the ancestor of the flames, does he think that such a small method will have an effect on him? With a flick of his fingers, several golden-red sparks popped out of his hands, catching up with those black flame insects.

The black flame bugs didn't even make a single hiss, and they turned into a cloud of light smoke beneath these tiny golden-red sparks. Ye Xueyan put his hand on this Ding Wall, and felt a strange coldness, and in this coldness, there was even a trace of destruction, it seems that this black flame derived from the source power of evil does have some doorways, this feeling is very similar to the Phoenix Yin Fire on Ye Xuehuang's body.

But although they are similar, they are different from each other, just saying that the momentum of the phoenix's yin fire that looks at the world is not what can be possessed in this kind of flame, what is in this flame is only vicious and ruthless, and the ruthlessness to completely kill the opponent.

The Phoenix Flame Stone I got may have been left by a phoenix who was very good at the Phoenix Yang Fire back then, resulting in no progress in the cultivation of the Phoenix Yin Fire now, but in the future, I still have to try to fuse the two together to become a real Phoenix Flame, so that I can really have a weapon to smelt the world.

Thinking about it, Ye Xueyan began to imitate this flame as soon as his fingers moved. A trace of golden-red flame appeared on Ye Xueyan's fingers, exuding the most terrifying heat in the world, Ye Xueyan frowned and looked at this trace of flame, and then blew lightly.

A strange thing happened, the original golden-red flame seemed to have shed a coat, and the golden-red flame slowly fell off with the blow of Ye Xueyan, turning into a trace of ash, and the golden-red flame turned into a cluster of golden flames, and the temperature emitted was not as hot as just now.

Ye Xueyan smiled, knowing that he had found the right way, starting from the source of the flames, peeling off the different places little by little, and slowly approaching that form.

The flames were peeled off layer by layer by Ye Xueyan, this is a complicated work, Ye Xueyan frowned, he didn't know how much time it took, he only felt that his body was hot and cold, cold and hot, alternating three or four times, and the cluster of flames on his fingers had peeled off almost white.

This cluster of white flames has almost no temperature, even if an ordinary person touches it with his hands, he will not feel the heat, this is already the limit of what the flame can peel off, and if it peels off, even if the body of this cluster of flames is Phoenix Yang Yan, it will almost be extinguished.

Although this cluster of flames has no power, it is the most primordial flame, a very pure flame, and if there is going to be this to obtain the Phoenix Yin Flame, it must be added on the basis of this cluster of flames, and the seeds of the Phoenix Yin Flame must be attached. Ye Xueyan first drew a cluster of strange black flames from the top of the top wall into his hand, and then continued to peel off, peeling off some of the excess things, and then attaching it to the cluster of flames.

As he thought, after the two clusters of flames combined, a new cluster of flames appeared, this new cluster of flames was light purple, although it was a flame, but it had a terrifying cold meaning, but although this kind of flame was supernatural and powerful, it was essentially different from the real Phoenix Yin Flame.

Ye Xueyan sighed, he knew that his attempt had failed, and after thinking about it, he suddenly thought of a person, there, maybe there was something he wanted. As soon as his heart sank, Ye Xueyan evoked Ye Xuelun's name in his heart.

This old ancestor's influence on Ye Xueyan in the early days was still quite large, but as Ye Xueyan's strength gradually became stronger, his dependence on this old ancestor was much less, although he occasionally came to listen to the teachings of the old ancestor in the dead of night, but compared to before, the frequency was indeed much lower.

Ye Xuelun also understood Ye Xueyan, so he didn't blame him much, just let him come in every seven days to guide him in his alchemy technique, and also guide his martial arts, it is estimated that on the entire continent, the most intimate relationship with Ye Xueyan is Ye Xuelun, for Ye Xuelun's strict education, although Ye Xueyan had complained in the early years, and when he grew up, the more grateful he was in his heart.

At this time, the remnant soul of the old man has recovered most of it, and it is no longer the half-dead look it used to be, at least the lower half of the body is no longer a tail, but real legs. But even so, Ye Xuelun gave him an extremely weak look, and it didn't seem to be as good as before.

"Ancestor, grandson has asked you for peace!" Ye Xueyan saw the illusory remnant soul of Ye Xuelun, and kowtowed honestly.

"Yo, boy, how can you have the heart to come and see Old Ancestor and me today, are you encountering any problems again?" Old Ancestor Ye Xuelun looked at Ye Xueyan with a smile, as if he could see through him at a glance.

"Hehe, the ancestor still understands me, but he is in some trouble and wants to borrow something from the ancestor. Ye Xueyan rubbed his hands and smiled.

"Hehe, it's a little interesting, I actually hit the idea on me, but I'm also curious, what is there on me that you can look at, I'm just a wisp of remnant soul, and how many taels of broken copper can I smash?" Ye Xuelun looked at Ye Xueyan for a long time, and said with a smile, he really didn't think that Ye Xueyan could look at anything in him.

However, after listening to Ye Xueyan's request, Ye Xuelun's originally somewhat condensed figure became completely illusory this time, and his face also turned from black to white, from white to blue.

After a while, Ye Xueyan, who was too void in the fugue, returned. I saw that he had just woken up, and he felt that this Ding Wall had become a little hot, and he thought that Zong Feihan outside was still carrying out his smelting business, wanting to completely turn Ye Xueyan into ashes.

Ye Xueyan was in a good mood, he couldn't help but play with his heart, he kicked the wall with his foot, the black Dading made a "buzzing" sound, Ye Xueyan shouted in the Dading: "Hey, Zong Feihan, what are you doing, work hard, my bath water is not hot yet, how to be a slave!"

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