Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

Tagor Desert.

Endless wind and sand swept across like a tide.

The scorching sun hung high in the sky, ruthlessly burning the endless sea of ​​yellow sand like a furnace.

The hot air curled up and made the air slightly distorted and blurred.

With a slight breath, the scorching breath went straight into the chest, making people feel suffocated.

The living environment is very bad.

The scenery is monotonous. Looking around, it is all yellow, and occasionally there is a small oasis in the distance, which makes people feel bright in front of their eyes.

With the establishment of the Yangyan League and the removal of the snake people, this desert is now more empty and desolate.

At the edge of the desert, you can sometimes see some human mercenary adventurer teams, occasionally mixed with snake people teams.

But when you go a little deeper into the desert, sometimes you can't see any popularity even if you walk a long way.

A black figure floated high in the sky and walked.

Like a lonely traveler.

"I haven't been here for a long time." Wei Yang looked at it silently, and sighed for a long time, "I didn't expect it to become so desolate."

He has a lot of feelings for this desert.

When he was weak, he could be said to have grown up here.

Now he revisits the old place, and there is a taste in his heart.

After a while, Wei Yang shook his head and smiled.

He restrained his mood, and his figure turned into a blurred stream of light, and quickly disappeared at the end of the sky.

Deep in the desert.

Amid the raging wind and sand, a continuous sand dune was above.

The space was slightly distorted, and Wei Yang's figure emerged.

Scanning the surrounding environment, within a radius of hundreds of miles, it was a circle, all barren and desolate, without even an oasis, like a restricted area marked by the gods.

"It should be here." Wei Yang took a breath of the scorching air, and seemed to smell a different smell from it.

The temperature here is also scorching, and it is a bit unusual.

As his perception spread, Wei Yang suddenly discovered that the heat within a thousand miles was quietly gathering here, and then it penetrated into the sand.

With one step, he came to the middle of this circular Jedi.

He slowly landed, and his feet stepped on the soft and hot sand.

With a thought, the vast soul power surged out and penetrated deep into the sand under his feet.

A faint holy power spread.

Hmm?

Soon, Wei Yang raised his eyebrows.

With a light wave of his hand, the sand under his feet automatically squeezed in all directions, forming a vertical shaft-shaped corridor that went straight down.

He descended along the corridor, descending nearly 500 meters deep, and came to a small space like a cave.

When he came here, the temperature suddenly soared several times, and the surrounding air was filled with a rich light red airflow, just like being at the bottom of the Tianfen Qi Training Tower in the inner courtyard.

Apart from this, there was nothing else here.

It was like a naturally formed place where fire energy gathered.

Wei Yang released his perception and carefully checked this space inch by inch.

After a moment, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Found it!"

His eyes turned, and he followed his perception and found that he was staring at a certain place in the center of the space, and at the same time he took a step forward.

Looking at the space in front of him that seemed to have no abnormalities, he reached out and touched it gently, and there was no hindrance at all, which was no different from ordinary space.

"So many years have passed, and there is no abnormality. This small space that has been opened up is still so stable, as if it has been completely integrated into this small world. The means of the emperor are indeed unpredictable!"

Wei Yang couldn't help but sigh, and then the seal in his hand changed rapidly, and the energy flowed into the space in front of him in a special way with the mysterious seal.

Finally, his hand suddenly condensed.

"Open!"

I saw that the space began to fluctuate, and there were slight ripples like the surface of the water.

Seeing this, Wei Yang smiled slightly.

Immediately, he took a step, and his figure seemed to penetrate a layer of invisible water curtain and disappeared.

This is a strange space that is much more vast than the inside of the black iron scroll.

A golden sun is suspended in the sky.

The faint golden light falls down and spreads to every corner of this space.

It seems very lonely and desolate here, without any vitality.

It has been like this for thousands of years.

But it does not look cold, but very hot, like a big oven.

The light golden light brings endless heat here, even the air seems to be ignited, and the space is full of golden flames.

Jedi!

Life restricted area!

No ordinary life can survive here.

There is a light red airflow above the sky, which slowly penetrates in, as if it is providing fuel and nutrients for the burning of this oven.

Until a certain moment, a black figure stepped out of the space that had been silent for who knows how long, breaking the dead silence.

"This!"

The first thing Wei Yang saw when he came in was looking up, staring at the golden sun hanging high in the sky, and he was quite surprised.

A strange fire that looks like a golden sun? !

Looking at it, Wei Yang seemed to see the previous Emperor Ming.

Sure enough, the appearance is determined by the heart.

The same is true for strange fire.

Since the Three Thousand Flames were influenced by the Taixu Ancient Dragon in its childhood, its appearance became a dragon shape when it grew up.

And the strange fire in front of him, because it was influenced by Emperor Ming in its childhood, has grown into this shape now.

A golden sun!

This made Wei Yang suddenly feel awkward, as if he had worn the same clothes as someone else.

He was not mentally prepared at all.

After all, who would have thought that even strange fires would have the same shape.

But fortunately, the two are different colors.

One is black, the other is gold, who is imitating whom?

Looking at the surface of the golden sun, the golden flames that are quietly burning and swaying seem to want to burn down the void.

If it weren't for the special space here, if this golden sun was placed in the outside world, its power would probably burn down the void easily.

Then feel the faint golden light shining on him, and the golden flames floating in the air around him.

And, the fighting spirit in the body that seemed to be ignited and about to burn

Wei Yang exhaled lightly and murmured in a low voice: "The so-called bright golden flame is indeed the Golden Emperor Burning Sky Flame! Ranked fourth on the list of strange flames!"

Golden Emperor Burning Sky Flame!

There is a second one between heaven and earth.

And, looking at its power and the faint holy power it exudes, it has grown to the terrifying level of a high-level semi-saint!

I don’t know how many years it has been imprisoned here, so that it can grow to this point little by little with extremely limited resources.

Quietly feeling the light golden light shining on himself, and the strands of golden flames that seemed to be attracted and clinging to the surface of his body.

That kind of faint burning and tingling feeling.

The whole person seemed to be about to be ignited by this fire.

That kind of hot and restless feeling from the outside to the inside, and from the inside to the outside.

A little overbearing.

He was just in this environment.

Wei Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, not only did he not stop it, but he let it penetrate into his body.

With his physique and the special nature of his blood, this level of damage could not hurt him.

Then, the faint golden light and flames that penetrated into his body were pounced on by the strange fire and blood in his body, absorbed, and turned into nutrients.

After the fire entered his blood, the flame of extinction had completely merged with Wei Yang and became a part of his power.

Therefore, its power naturally grew synchronously with Wei Yang.

Wei Yang has now become a semi-saint, and the power of the strange fire is naturally at this level.

After all, they are one, so why should they be separated?

He raised his eyes and looked at the golden sun.

It was obviously in a deep sleep, and Wei Yang's appearance did not seem to wake it up.

Moreover, the surface of the golden sun was still expanding and contracting, like a heart beating, and like breathing, with a sense of rhythm.

It seems that it has learned from humans. As a strange fire, a golden sun, it even breathes rhythmically while sleeping unconsciously.

It looks a bit weird.

How bored is this fire?