Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

woohoo~

The Nine Nether Wind Flames howled and squirmed in the void, sending out a wave of triumph and a hint of provocation.

Wei Yang suddenly covered his forehead speechlessly.

really.

buzz~

In the dantian, the Yan of Death, which had returned to its normal form, was happily digesting the energy gained this time. After receiving the provocation from Jiuyou Fengyan, it suddenly became energetic.

The colors on its surface changed at that time, and they also changed quickly, just like the face changing in Sichuan Opera, flickering and changing at an extremely fast speed.

buzz~

A wave of fluctuation also came out without showing any signs of weakness.

Oh oh oh!

Buzz!

The two fires started arguing in the air again.

"Let's go." Wei Yang stepped forward and walked away from the wind whirlpool.

"Sister Xian'er, the battle on the eye of the storm has ended for a while. The young master has also put away the life-destroying flame and should be able to come out soon." Qinglin said with a smile.

The eight ancient tribes cannot be offended.

Immediately, she smiled and said: "Compared to Jiuyou Fengyan, I still prefer the Yan of Creatures."

What surprised them even more was that the two of them seemed to be walking very easily and casually. The strong winds they encountered along the way became docile and they took the initiative to get out of the way.

However, thinking of Wei Yang's style, he had to remind him to avoid having to make a special trip in the future.

Otherwise, as usual, when nothing happens, it would have gone to sleep on its own.

In the distance ahead, they saw two vague figures walking towards them.

I have never learned the baby fire language.

"Anyway, I like the flame of life." Qing Lin hugged Xian'er's arm and said coquettishly.

The combined IQ of the two fires is probably less than eight years old. What can you do?

Let them be.

Behind, Ada followed with Jiuyou Fengyan.

Oh, and Xiao Yan's fire baby in the later period was also in human shape, and his intelligence was also ridiculously high.

Now that I suddenly meet someone who can quarrel with me, it's not surprising that it's more exciting.

"You." Xian'er nodded her forehead in a funny way.

"Medicine clan." Ada smacked his lips and instantly gave up some of his thoughts.

"Hai Xinyan is only ranked fifteenth. Brother Yang doesn't like it at all and has no use. That's why he traded it to Xiao Yan. How is it possible for the Flame of Life?" Xian'er said speechlessly.

Hearing this, Xian'er's eyes moved and fell on Ada.

"I'm fine." Wei Yang smiled and waved his hand, saying happily: "Everything goes well, I got the Nine Nether Wind Flame."

"Two?!" Ah Da was surprised.

"Do you still dare to play tricks on me?" Xian'er glared at her.

"Well, I'm afraid he'll trade it to that Xiao Yan again." Qing Lin said a little aggrieved.

It's just that the way children express their feelings is a little special.

And if you want to stay alive after becoming a saint, then this life is really not even a sliver, just a trace.

Do you want to leave a trail of fire?

It seems that the small bridge between the two fires has been completely forged.

Ok?

Upon hearing this, the two women's faces instantly returned to seriousness, and they even turned their heads to look forward.

If she had no choice, do you think she would still dislike it?

"Small, if you have some good stuff, how could it be possible for Brother Yang to make it so cheap that no one else would give it to you? You're still playing tricks." Xian'er lectured.

As for the Medicine Clan, forget it.

This girl is very calculating.

Just looking at its appearance, it is no different from ordinary people. If you encounter it without knowing it, you will never imagine that its true body is actually a strange fire.

Immediately, Xian'er smiled and asked: "Jiuyou Fengyan is actually quite suitable for you. Do you really don't want it?"

Hearing this, Xian'er couldn't help but roll her eyes.

They will actively avoid the dark winds along the way and dare not approach them.

"So, whether this vitality can be retained or not, it all depends on God's will and your creation. Moreover, two of the Nine Nether Wind Flames are enough in this world for the time being."

This alien fire that truly gave birth to spiritual intelligence was actually considered a different kind of creature.

Perhaps this was the first time that Miesheng had met a friend he could chat with since the birth of Lingzhi, and he was very energetic at this time.

Originally, he was thinking of finding a way to snatch the Nine Nether Wind Flame and feed it to Xiaoyou in the future.

As for what the quarrel was about, Wei Yang and the two couldn't quite understand.

"Back to mistress, this is Jiuyou Fengyan, and it has been conquered by me now." Ada said excitedly.

Ah Da hesitated for a moment and then asked: "Master, do you need to leave a chance of survival?"

They knew it was successful.

"Two." Wei Yang nodded, "You don't think your Nine Nether Wind Flame is unique, do you?"

"Who has the other one?" Ah Da asked curiously.

Ah Da himself doesn't really want to stay. People are selfish.

Nonsense, Yan of Creatures ranks fifth, and any fool knows which one he likes better.

"Well, sister Xian'er, it hurts."

"Yes." Xian'er smiled and nodded.

After thinking about it carefully, Wei Yangcai shook his head and said: "Jiuyou Fengyan is different. I won't keep it for now, but wait for it in the future. In this way, when you become a saint one day, you can come back here and leave it for future generations." Let’s take another chance.”

If you like to argue, just argue. When you get tired of arguing, it will stop naturally.

With Jiuyou Fengyan around, they walked very easily, like taking a leisurely stroll in a courtyard.

As he spoke, he gently raised his hand, and the black wind quickly shrank and fell neatly into his palm.

"Is this Jiuyou Fengyan?" Xian'er looked at it curiously.

The edge of the wind vortex.

Immediately, Xian'er and Qinglin both showed happy smiles on their faces.

While the two women were laughing and joking, Dujiao suddenly spoke and said in a loud voice: "The great master and the others are coming out."

Thinking of this, Xian'er couldn't help but stretched out her hand, pinched her cheek, and pulled hard.

Sanctification is too far away.

It’s not that they don’t know that each other will be their own people from now on.

"Xiaoyou, don't make trouble." Ah Da whispered in embarrassment.

However, Xian'er's Nether Poison Fire and the Flame of Creatures have not yet truly given birth to spiritual wisdom.

"Medicine Clan." Wei Yang withdrew his gaze and continued to move forward.

Jiuyou Fengyan is probably the same. He has been staying here since his birth. He has never encountered anyone of his kind in these long years.

Along the way, the two fires were still quarreling with great vigor, chattering with each other, neither one of them was willing to admit defeat, and they almost wanted to fight.

Xian'er, Qinglin, and Dujiao stood and waited quietly.

Wei Yang glanced at Ah Da, turned around slightly, looked at the eye of the wind behind him, and said quietly: "At least we didn't really do things, right? After you are resurrected, it is not difficult to achieve the ninth rank. As for the saint, just It depends on your life."

Qing Lin also came over and stared at the black wind carefully.

"Master?"

Step out of the eye of the wind and step into the whirlpool of the wind.

"I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore." Qing Lin's heart skipped a beat and he shook his head repeatedly.

Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be even more lively.

"Become a saint?!" Hearing this, Ah Da's pupils shrank.

Not long after, Wei Yang and Ah Da stepped out of the wind whirlpool and came to Xian'er and the others.

To be more precise, it fell on the squirming, spiritual black wind surrounding Ada.

"Nine Nether Wind Flames are among the top ten. They represent different meanings. Like the Flame of Creatures, I didn't keep them either."

"That's all, they love to quarrel, just let them quarrel as much as they want." Wei Yang was too lazy to pay attention to this quarrel, which was like children playing, and waved his hand.

Hearing this, Wei Yang paused slightly as he advanced, and a look of deep thought appeared on his face.

"No." Qing Lin shook his head repeatedly, frowned, and said with some disgust: "That wind, the sound is too unpleasant, and it is pitch black, which is not good-looking at all."

Things like the Pure Lotus Demon Fire and the Void Swallowing Flame have even truly transformed into human forms, and even have higher IQs than many humans.

"Brother Yang, are you okay?"

Therefore, now that Wei Yang and the others are bringing Mi Sheng and Jiu You, they are no different from bringing two naughty children.

Ah Da grinned stupidly, his mood was still very exciting at this moment, and he could not completely calm down.

No wonder, who could not be excited to be in charge of a top ten strange fire.

How many people in this world can have this honor?