The speed and attack methods of horned shrimp have long been mastered by a group of teenagers. Suddenly attacked, Yan Ding did not have the slightest nervousness, did not retreat but advanced, bowed his head to avoid the attack of the giant claw, slammed into the arms of the horned shrimp, slammed into the arms of the horned shrimp, slammed into an elbow, and at the same time waved his hand, and it was a fist-sized flame in the middle of the horned shrimp.

A loud "bang" was heard, and the horned shrimp withdrew a giant claw and blocked Yanwen's elbow blow, but after all, he failed to prevent the attack of the front door, and with a snort, he fell into the flames again.

The three-headed octopus beast attacked frantically, dancing its tentacles and fighting with a group of teenagers, but it didn't have time to take care of this horned shrimp, so it heard a terrible squeak, the horned shrimp continued to struggle and twist, but the flames were getting more and more intense, the shrimp body gradually became fiery red, and the aroma of the shrimp meat being roasted faintly came, and the horned shrimp's body shook and no longer moved.

Seeing that this horned shrimp was about to turn into charcoal, he saw a young man suddenly step forward, waved his hand, and the red light flashed in his palm, and he saw that the flames of burning horned shrimp suddenly became bright and flickering, and there were faint signs of extinguishing.

"Haha, I haven't eaten grilled shrimp for a long time, it's such a big ready-made one, it's not delicious when it's burnt, Yan Changkun, I said, you bring the grilled ingredients and sea salt, I'll brush the oil first, this big guy, it's enough for everyone to have a good meal." The young man was chubby, grabbed it in the void casually, and really took out an oil pot in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, the whole pot of golden oil was splashed on the head of the horned shrimp, and with a snorting sound, it was suddenly filled with a strong aroma.

As he spoke, an octopus beast sent out another blue ball of light, however, the blue ball of light failed to hurt anyone, but it was clearly seen by Yan Wu, and it shook its hand and hit the vital point with a fire spirit bullet, convulsed, and fell to its death.

The sea monsters suffered heavy casualties, and the rest fled one after another, and the morale of the young people was greatly boosted, and they cooperated with each other, and soon killed all the remnants of the sea monsters.

The teenagers won a big victory, although Yan Wu injured his arm, Yan Ze was accidentally cut on the cheek by the horned shrimp, and finally won the victory.

At this time, the chubby young man had already dragged the roasted horned shrimp to the shore, but he saw that the shrimp was roasted to a golden and red color, and it was full of oil and a special aroma.

The fat young man smacked his lips, and the corners of his mouth had already flowed out of two shiny gluttony, and with a wave of his hand, he lifted off the shrimp shell, and suddenly revealed the shrimp meat as white as jade, steaming, and it made people's appetite move at a glance.

Looking at the shrimp meat as white as mutton fat, the fat young man couldn't hold back any longer, and regardless of the hot hands, he stretched out his big hand and pulled off a ball of steaming shrimp meat and stuffed it into his mouth, and greeted vaguely: "Everyone is blessed today, you can taste my fat barbecue skills, come and come, everyone can eat, don't be polite!"

Seeing the hot and fat gluttony, everyone smiled, some people rushed to imitate the shrimp meat and eat it, and some people disdained it, cleaning up the battlefield by themselves, dragging all the corpses of those krakens to the shore.

Except for the ghost-faced turtle, which was still intact, all the other krakens were burned to charcoal. This flame is so powerful that even if it dives into the water, it can't be extinguished.

The ghost-faced turtle was killed by Yan Qiankong, which was regarded as Yan Qiankun's trophy, and its body was naturally disposed of by him, this person waved the treasure knife in his hand, the red light shone, and cut the giant turtle like a knife to cut tofu, and cut the turtle shell with a few brushes, revealing the tender flesh with blurred flesh.

Yan Qiankong didn't care about the blood, and directly reached out and groped in the body of the giant tortoise, only then he shook his head, revealing a look of disappointment, "If it really doesn't! I'll just say, a demon beast that has not yet built a foundation, even if it belongs to a turtle and snake, the possibility of being able to condense the demon pill is too rare!"

After finishing speaking, Yan Qiankong shook his hand, and saw a sudden flame coming out of his palm, and after a little burning, he burned the blood stain on his palm, and his palm was as white as jade, which was cleaner than washing. Only then did he come to Yan Fei's side and sit down, and reached out and pulled down a piece of shrimp meat.

"Wait!" Seeing everyone eating shrimp meat, Yan Changkun frowned, and pointed to the place where the boat was overturned: "Everyone, the clansmen are buried here, the bodies are incomplete, and we are eating and drinking here wantonly, is it too ruthless?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at the place where the boat was sunk, and their expressions were unnatural. Yan Fei shook his head and said: "Changkun, as soon as I enter the gate of cultivating immortals, I am no longer among mortals, those who build a foundation and cultivate will live for two hundred years, and those who cultivate Jindan will live for seven hundred years." You and I are only thirty years old, and we still have nearly two hundred years to live. When the time comes, when you marry a wife and have children, sooner or later you will have to watch the number of relatives around you decrease one by one. It seems that these fishermen unfortunately died in the mouth of the kraken, and we will kill the kraken today, which can be regarded as avenging them.

Hearing this, everyone was relieved, and they sat on the ground one after another, eating the meat of the horned shrimp, and talking about today's battle in a joke, naturally it was inevitable to sum up the lesson.

"Our Yan is located in the deep sea, and this fire aura is getting thinner and thinner, not only does it greatly affect our cultivation and progress, but even the descendants with spiritual roots are getting fewer and fewer. In the long run, Yan Qiankong will be in danger!" Yan Qiankong sighed and said, "Changkun, our bloodline awakened back then, and it seems that more than ten people reached the qualification of cultivation that year, right?"

Yan Changkun pondered for a moment and said affirmatively: "In our group, there were fourteen people who passed the spirit root test back then!"

Yan Qiankong nodded, and then asked Yan Wudao: "Xiao Wu, how many of you passed the spiritual root test back then?"

Yan Wuzheng bandaged his broken arm, and replied without thinking: "Back to Uncle Qiankong, there are twelve people in our group who have passed the test. ”

Yan Qiankong's expression was solemn, "Three years ago, I hadn't succeeded in building a foundation, and the spiritual root test of that year, because of the participation of the patriarch's son and the god of wealth, everyone attached great importance to it. I remember that although Yan Jizu and Yan Peng's spiritual root qualifications were good, there were very few people who passed the spiritual root test that year, and there were only ten people in total, and one of them was born with a disability. ”

Yan Changkun affirmed: "Yes, three years ago, there were indeed only ten people who passed the Spirit Root test. It seems that the fire spirit root in our bloodline has declined very much!"

This inference is obviously not a happy news. Everyone was silent for a while, and Yan Wen broke the dullness: "But I don't know how many people can pass this year's spiritual root test?"

Hearing this, everyone suddenly came to their senses again, and they all speculated about how many people would be able to pass the spiritual root test this year. Some people guessed nine, some people guessed ten, and everyone had different opinions, but they heard Yan Fei say vaguely: "It doesn't matter if he is nine or ten, this time I am optimistic about Chu Yun's little hairy head!"

Yan Changkun nodded and said: "Yes, after serving as a saintess, the spiritual roots are all quite excellent, Chu Yun is the heir of Sister Feng Ling, the spiritual roots will definitely not be bad, I am afraid that the son of the patriarch, Yan Jizu, will have a fight!"

"That's it, I believe that Chu Yun's spiritual root will not be bad! Don't look at that little ghost is less than three years old, but his physique is really good, he is a head taller than a child of the same age, and he looks like he is four or five years old. ”

Chu Yun was still wandering in the dream realm, but he didn't know that the young cultivators of the Yan Relics were already very sure that their spiritual roots were not trivial.

"Eight days later is the day of the first year, and the annual bloodline awakening should begin again. Whether Chu Yun's spiritual root can surpass that of his step-ancestor, let's wait and see when the time comes!" Yan Ze said with some anticipation.

"Last time the tide of the sea, we lost a lot of cultivators, if it weren't for the appearance of the iron man, I'm afraid our Yan Relic would have been finished!" Yan Wen clasped his hands together, "God of Fire bless, let's have a few more strong people in the Yan Relic, otherwise, what should we do with the next tide of the sea!"

Hearing Yanwen's words, everyone seemed to remember something terrifying, and their expressions became solemn.

Time flies, and eight days pass in a flash.

On this day, it is the first day of the Yan relics, and according to the custom, a group of Yan relics people have gone to various temples to worship the fire gods, praying for a year of good weather and rain.

Some of the high-ranking Yan relics people fasted and bathed and went to the largest temple in the center of the Yan Yi Island to worship, and the current saint blessed and prayed to the heavens. Needless to say, the excitement and hustle and bustle in the meantime are self-explanatory.

All members of the Yan Relic clan, as long as the children in the family reach the age of three, must come to the central temple to report to participate in the ceremony of bloodline awakening, and then take the spiritual root test, if the test is passed, they can cultivate the Yan Relic Supreme Immortal Method, and become a member of the immortal cultivators from then on.