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"War King vs. Huang Quan?"

With the sounding of this name, the Huoge Hall suddenly fell into silence, and all the elders in the hall couldn't help becoming dignified.

"Patriarch, do you feel the fluctuations of the ancient war tribe?"

For a long time, Elder Feng Wei looked at Feng Yuan and asked suddenly.

It is said that many eyes also projected away. Although they are all elders in the heavens, they cannot sense the movements on the continent except Fengyuan who controls the entire nine-day sea of fire.

Under the gaze of all eyes, Feng Yuan frowned. In the feeling just now, there was indeed an unparalleled warfare, but in addition to the warfare that made him all worried about it, There was a volatility that seemed to be dominated by heaven and earth, which made him a little uncertain, how exactly that breath came out.

Seeing Feng Yuan's look, many elders also understood that he might not be sure.

"Patriarch, why don't I go and check on the continent?"

After a slight groan, Feng Wei said.

"If it's the fluctuation of the tomb of the King of Wars and Huang Quan, then we really need to check it out."

"I heard that more than 100,000 years ago, the lunatic came to fight against Huang Quan's tomb, and then it seemed to have been overcast by the other two."

"You're talking about the lunatic of the Northern Warrior, eh ..."

With the opening of Feng Wei, a whisper of rumors was also heard in Shi Dian.

While these elders were talking softly, Feng Yuan's complexion was more and more dignified. For a long time, the voice of the discussion in the hall quietly quieted, all eyes looked with a touch of inquiry, facing the throne. The shadows projected away.

"Don't worry, the Mo and Canghu people will definitely not sit still. Let them go first."

After a long groan, Feng Yuan shook his head slightly and said slowly.

After hearing the words, several elders in the hall were slightly stunned, but after seeing the latter's frown, they also realized that the matter was not as simple as they thought. In the end, no one refuted. .

And when the wave broke through the sky, outside of the continent, in an unknown space, two figures appeared like ghosts.

In this space, it was full of violent howling winds that could break the defense of the Xeon, but this terrible storm was quietly annihilated when the two figures were hundreds of feet away.

The man on the side was a man in a strong suit and a somewhat burly figure, his eyes flashed with a sense of majesty.

"I haven't seen you for so many years, old Mo Ling, you haven't died yet?"

The man's gaze swept across the side, and a sound of laughter came from his mouth.

Opposite the man was an old man who looked a little bit thin. Although the breath on his body did not look as overbearing as the former, the space became a little darker with his appearance.

"Tiger punishment, how could my husband be considered your elder? It would be too rude to talk to my husband like this?"

In the face of the burly man's smirk, the skinny old man grunted and said lightly.

"Politeness? I'm very polite without using your fist to greet you, relying on the old man to sell the old one in front of me, you think a little too much, right?"

The burly man raised a brow slightly, smirking, and there was no respect in his eyes. There was even a sigh of anger in him.

Seeing him look like this, the slightly skinny old man didn't get angry. A flash of color flashed in his eyes, and a sneer sounded quietly: "Oh, tiger punishment, it seems that because of that matter, you treat the old husband There are still some resentments, but whatever you are, the more you are, the faster the Canghu tribe will fall. "

Hearing this, the face of the tiger's punishment suddenly sank. However, he was obviously discouraged. Although he had some anger in his eyes, he didn't do anything about it.

"Om ..."

In the end, both of them stared at each other fiercely. With the space slightly twisted, they soon disappeared.

As they disappeared, a moment later, the space returned to calm again, as if nothing had happened.

Deep inside the War King Tomb.

The dark golden light filled it, and under its light, even the bright light of the War Spirit's heart was hidden by it.

This state lasted for a long time, and finally, with Qin Yichen's appetite, the dark golden figure suspended behind him slowly merged into his body.

And when Fu Mo Wu soul entered, Qin Yichen's body shuddered slightly. At this moment, he felt as if his soul had been sublimated, a kind of unparalleled pride that surged out of his heart.

And with the subtle changes of the gas field on his body, the ancestors of Lei Yao and Wu Xiao were full of shock. Somehow, when they looked at the young man in front of them, they even had a kind of awe from their hearts. This feeling is stronger than when faced with the lion sky!

Fortunately, this state did not last for long, and the atmosphere of Qin Yichen gradually converged. At this time, the guardian who fell to the ground just stood up slowly, his eyes were tight. Watching Qin Yichen, in his eyes, there is a touch of excitement that is difficult to hide.

"What exactly happened ?!"

At this time, the ancestors of Thunder Monster and Wu Xiao also recovered from their previous state of dysfunction, but deep in their eyes, there was still a strong shock.

It took a long time for Qin Yichen to spit out a long breath. At this time, he felt that Zhenlong Wushun seemed to return to his body, and that his control and understanding of Wushun changed before breaking through to the strongest state. More profound.

Under the gaze of the three men, Qin Yichen's eyes slowly opened. His eyes fell on the heart of the fighting spirit in front of him. At this time, the heart of the fighting spirit was quietly suspended in the air, but did not fall on the ground. Above.

Then, Qin Yichen slightly stretched out his palm, and the sense of absolute control that could easily mobilize every trace of power made him intoxicated.

With his actions, the spirit of the war spirit trembled violently, and a strong resistance force surged out in an attempt to break through Qin Yichen's control. It looked as if he felt danger.

"Heart of War Spirit?"

There was a smile at Qin Yichen's mouth. He understood where the uneasiness of the war spirit's heart came from. With brute force, he really couldn't take it forcibly, but now he doesn't need to be strong.

Then, Qin Yichen's palm was slightly bent, and he shook it toward the heart of the war spirit.