Chapter Seventy-Five: Yan Yan's Soul Formula

The wind rises, the clouds surge, only this piece of Tiansang top is not moving. But for some reason, Fan Wu could feel that the canopy of this family of heavenly mulberry trees was indeed moving slowly with the wind.

"Back then, I met Zisu Immortal Venerable here. ”

Fan Wu turned his head and looked at the figure beside him, although the figure was not clear, but Fan Wu seemed to "see" his handsomeness in his mind, and at the same time understood that the crown he felt was moving because this person felt it, and with his own cultivation, it was impossible to feel the dance of the heavenly mulberry tree that was obviously a demon fairy.

Fan Wu listened quietly.

"I am different from Zisu Immortal Venerable, I am a natural god, although I have not reached the Heavenly Monarch. Moreover, the Perilla Immortal Venerable is just a perilla grass that has been instructed by Tianzun to open the wisdom. ”

"In the end, it is easier for him to comprehend the Dao Fa, and I have spent half my life to become a Heavenly Monarch. ”

Fan Wu seemed to feel a little downcast from this person, but he felt his pride in an instant.

"He even asked me to refine the weapon even if he was a Heavenly Monarch, haha, after he became an Immortal Venerable, he also begged me to refine the magic weapon for him. ”

After speaking, he turned his face, put his hands behind his back, and smiled at Fan Wu, "I am the most powerful refiner in the world, and I am the only one in the way of refining." ”

"Dare to ask, who is the senior?" Fan Wu was not sure whether this was a temporary stay of divine thought or a wisp of divine consciousness, and asked cautiously.

"Who am I? I'm the Flame God King!"

Fan Wu solemnly saluted, "I've seen the Divine Monarch." ”

Yan Shenjun waved his hand, "That's all in the past, since you have seen me, it means that my body has died, and I still haven't escaped the reckoning after all......"

Fan Wu was a little puzzled, and before Fan Wu could ask, the scene in front of him changed, and the flames were raging.

Fan Wu was between the flames, raising his hand to touch the flames surging on his side, obviously the temperature that he couldn't feel, but he could feel the real shielded heat.

It's as if I'm caught up in a contradictory theory and can't pull it out.

Yan Shenjun chuckled, "The temperature you feel now is what I felt when I was in it, and what you don't feel is what you feel now." It's a fantasy for you, it's a memory for me, and there's everything you feel in your memory. At this moment, you are equivalent to me at that time, but you are not me. ”

Fan Wu nodded as if he didn't understand.

"Here, the Scarlet Celestial Realm, the place where I was born. I was born under the Heavenly Monarch, and I was only half a step away from being the Heavenly Monarch, but as a natural spirit, that half a step was the Heavenly Trench. ”

Although the content of what Yan Shenjun said was a bit regrettable, Fan Wu didn't hear the regret in his tone.

Thinking about it again, the title of "Flame God Monarch" has become a Heavenly Monarch after all.

Fan Wu was right, the Flame God Monarch had indeed stepped into the Heavenly Monarch Realm at the beginning of the Second Age with the body of the Innate Holy Spirit.

At that time, the Zisu Heavenly Monarch, who cultivated with the spirit body of grass and trees and reached the Heavenly Monarch Realm, and the Yan Shenjun who stepped into the Heavenly Monarch Realm with the body of the Innate Holy Spirit, were the two new stars of that era, and they were the hope that everyone was chasing.

The two stepped into the realm of the Heavenly Monarch one after another, and the Yan Shenjun was both angry, jealous, and fearful of the Zisu Heavenly Monarch, so he often spoke disrespectfully on the topic of the Zisu Heavenly Monarch.

Finally, a free speech of the Yan Shenjun touched the reverse scales of the Shisu Heavenly Monarch, and was approached by the Zisu Heavenly Monarch.

When the world thought that the two would start a shocking battle, on the Heavenly Mulberry Tree, an ordinary game of chess from the mortal world made Yan Shenjun's eyes light up, and he forgot his dissatisfaction with Zisu Tianjun.

Since then, as a stinky chess basket in the mouth of Zisu Tianjun, Yan Shenjun has played this "talent" more thoroughly.

Gradually, the rumors in the world are no longer there, "Yan Shenjun said that Zisu Tianjun ...... again"

Instead, "Shiso Tianjun was dragged to the top of Tiansang by the Flame God Monarch again......"

Fan Wu didn't know this, and could only vaguely feel the emotions in it.

This wisp of divine consciousness flashed these memories in his mind, and his memory was still stuck in a certain day: that day, the game between the Yan Shenjun and the Zisu Heavenly Monarch was over, and the expressions of the two of them were a little solemn.

Yan Shenjun returned to his cave mansion and closed his eyes for a long time before he felt his mood relaxed,