The soft cyan light illuminates the cave, and the entire cave is filled with a soft breath, however, a figure completely destroys the beauty of the cave.

In the middle of the cave, Flamefall sat cross-legged, but the current image of Flamefall ...... It's hard to look at.

The body was covered in black goo, which emitted a disgusting stench, and only the face could barely tell that it was a person.

Yan Fall's demeanor is very serene, Yan Fall has been maintaining this kind of action three years ago, three years later, it is still the same, his eyes are closed, and the childishness on his delicate face is no longer there, and there is a little more youthful vitality, but this vitality is also covered by the stench emitted from his body.

The purple glow had faded, but the skin beneath the pitch-black substance occasionally flashed with purple fluorescence.

It's been three years, Yan Cheng hasn't drunk a drop of water or eaten a little food in the past three years, it's hard to imagine that three years ago, he was just a twelve-year-old boy, only a second-order strength, and he was able to survive such a long time, and the steady and regular ups and downs of his chest showed that Yan Cheng was normal.

The cyan liquid in the surrounding walls is obviously much less, if you look closely, you will find that the cyan liquid flows in the wall, and there will always be a part of it surging along the stone wall towards Yanfall, and finally being absorbed into Yanfall's body, and at the same time, Yanfall's body will secrete some of the black and scattered viscous substance.

It was this cyan liquid that not only did Yan Fall not be hungry and thirsty for three years, but instead received the purest supplement in nature, and countless impurities were filtered out of his body, which would be of great help to his cultivation in the future.

Suddenly, Yan Fall's brows furrowed tightly, and his body trembled as if he was enduring some great pain.

And in the back of his mind, Yanfall's voice was constantly ringing: "Hurry! Come on! It's just a little bit close!"

Yan Fall's consciousness was tightly surrounded by purple flames, and I have to say that the first layer of this Emperor Flame Technique made Yan Fall realize what it means to be difficult.

Since there is no one to guide him, every step Yan Cheng takes, the next step needs to be explored by himself, this process must not be traveling, a small mistake is likely to make the previous efforts undone.

Although it is the first layer of the Emperor Flame Jue, this first layer is the most difficult layer.

Because if Yanfall wants to continue to cultivate the Emperor Flame Technique, then the first thing to do is for the soul to be recognized by the flame, that is to say, Yanfall's soul must completely sink into that purple flame!

How high is the temperature of the Purple Flame? Yanfall didn't know, although he said that he was already able to communicate with the Purple Flame, but when he cultivated the first layer, the Purple Flame fell into a dead silence, and the call of the Flame Fall would only make the flames more violent, and would not have the slightest effect.

In the past three years, Yanfall's soul has been tormented by Purple Flame all the time, from the severe pain at the beginning, to the gradual adaptation later, and finally to the complete adaptation to the temperature of Purple Flame, these three stages have almost exhausted Yanfall's energy.

However, what the first layer of the Emperor Flame Jue has to do is not to adapt to the temperature of the purple flame, but to make the other party truly recognize the flame fall, so as to produce a flame spirit with life, so that the first layer can be considered successful.

Although Flamefall was able to easily resist the damage of the Purple Flame, every time he called the Purple Flame, the Purple Flame only responded with a violent burn, and after the burning, it was calm, and there was no intention of producing the Flame Spirit at all.

This made Flamefall very helpless.

Today, this is Flamefall's second attempt to communicate with the Flame Spirit.

The furious flames exploded around Yanfall's comprehension like a series of bombs, and the scorching waves of air made Yanfall feel suffocated, and the temperature of the purple flame in the berserk state rose by more than one notch again, and every time Yanfell passed out in this severe pain, and the guide failed again.

In the midst of the wave of flames, Yanfall gritted his teeth and maintained his consciousness at all times, and the tearing pain made Yanfall continue to let out a muffled snort, but that gaze was still firm!

"Hold on! Hold on! It's been a long time! I can't waste any more time!"

Yan Cheng kept warning himself that from the time he started to cultivate the Emperor Flame Technique to the present, Yan Yan didn't know how much time had passed, but Yan Yan knew that this time must not be short.

At that moment, the wave of flames unleashed three unprecedented furious onslaughts.

Rumble......

A giant palm of flame that turned into substance slammed into Yanfall's soul fiercely, and a completely indescribable pain made Yanfall roar wildly, and his consciousness almost missed.

"Holy!"

With a scolding of rage, Yanfall felt that his soul was almost shattered.

The second flame giant palm attacked, compared to the first, the size of this giant palm was much smaller, but Yan Fall did not dare to slack off in the slightest, in the center of the giant palm, a shadow like a baby could be vaguely seen, it was this shadow that made Yan Fall's face show a little joy. "It's almost over, Flamefall!

In the eyes of the Flame Fall, the purple light suddenly burst out, and at the same time, the first layer of the Emperor Flame Jue was running wildly.

Rumble......

With another loud bang, the consciousness of the Flame Fall fell into a fog after the severe pain, so he did not see that the purple flame surrounding the Flame Fall gradually had a tendency to shrink.

"Flamefall, you can't lose, can you?"

An ethereal voice sounded in his head, revealing a hint of clarity in Yanfall's already misty eyes, and he subconsciously replied, "Yes." ”

"Yanfall, your family, do you need to save you, do you want to live a happy life?"

The voice rang out again.

"I think. ”

Yan Fall's voice was a little blank, but there was a hint of longing in his misty eyes.

Since childhood, how much Yanfall wants to have a complete family, how much he wants to get his mother's love, but these are just extravagant hopes for Yanfall.

Why did Yan Fall cultivate? Not to become a strong man under the attention of thousands of people, nor to become some savior, but just to let himself have a complete family, with a father and a mother.

"So, why haven't you come to your senses yet? Why can't you get through?!"

Suddenly, the volume of that ethereal voice increased by dozens of decibels!

Rumble......

Like a ray of morning light piercing through the thick clouds, the misty Yanfall seemed to be suddenly awakened, opened his eyes that had been closed for three years, and purple light shot out, and finally fell on the cyan stone wall.

The cyan stone wall came into contact with the purple light, and the hard stone wall was quickly melted away by the purple light like tofu.

Firefall didn't notice this, as he had put all his heart and soul into the third wave of flames.

The purple flames began to churn violently, and the coercion revealed by each churn made Flamefall a little depressed, and this pressure, instead of making Flamefall flinch, only aroused Flamefall's fighting spirit even more.

Rumble......

The wave of flames turned into a huge wave dozens of feet high, overwhelmingly surging towards the Yanfall, and under the ruining power, the Yanfall seemed so small.

However, in the face of such an attack, Flamefall smiled.

Yes, laughed.

I saw Yan Yan open his arms and said softly: "My flame will definitely belong to me, obey my control." ”

Suddenly, the purple waves that rushed into the beast suddenly stopped in the air, and the sound of a puff heartbeat, as if a new life had appeared, beat in Yan Fall's ears.

Puff, puff......

The voice stopped abruptly, and at this moment, the immature child's voice echoed from Yan Cheng's mind: "Dad?"

PS: Second update

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