Ye Chen shook his head, and there was no nonsense. He waved his hand, his muscles and bones shook, and an ancient talisman with the word "Om" roared out, carrying the mighty aura of the Buddhist kingdom.
Buzz!
The entire sky shook violently under the crushing force of this note.
The Zixiao Hanyan just wanted to escape, but was suppressed by this Hongmeng note. It suddenly trembled violently. All its sharpness and fierceness were surrendered. It let out a whine, flew down from the sky, and landed in Ye Chen's hand. inside.
Ye Chen stared at it, the Purple Sky Cold Flame was filled with purple-white brilliance, and wisps of blazing innate purple energy, mixed with the icy cold air, kept rolling.
The violent energy was emitted crazily, and Ye Chen was a little unable to control it.
"Disciple, I have refined this Zixiao Hanyan."
"In return, if anyone dares to bully you in this life, I will stand up for you."
"And your family, I will also protect it."
Ye Chen's eyes were focused, and he held his hands, and the cold flames of the purple sky turned into flowing light and escaped into his body.
laugh!
Suddenly, the meridians all over Ye Chen's body were burning, as if there was a huge flow of lava flowing in.
Ye Chen's face instantly lost its color and became much pale.
This purple sky cold flame is worthy of being an ancient flame. The energy is so terrifying that as soon as Ye Chen absorbs it, he feels a terrible burning heat coming from his body.
If an ordinary person were to swallow this fire suddenly, he would probably be burned to ashes.
"Master..."
Qing Qiuyun listened to Ye Chen's words and saw his painful appearance, and felt moved and pitiful in her heart.
"Sir, they are coming soon. If you are refining the divine fire here, something will happen to you!"
Youying Ghost Weasel had a worried look on his face. The strong men from the Qing family arrived immediately, leaving Ye Chen with little time.
It is impossible to refine the Zixiao Hanyan in such a short time.
"It's okay. I don't really want to completely refine it. I'm just suppressing it in my dantian for the time being. The time should be enough."
Ye Chen sat down cross-legged and began to refine the Zixiao Hanyan.
He knew very well that time was urgent at the moment and he had no time to completely refine it.
Therefore, his purpose was just to refine Zixiao Hanyan's violent nature, make him completely surrender, and temporarily suppress it in his dantian.
Tsk tsk tsk!
The high temperature of the purple sky's cold flames was constantly scorching Ye Chen's meridians. Under the crushing force of the terrifying high temperature, Ye Chen's muscles and bones seemed to be twisted, causing severe pain.
What's even more terrifying is that this purple sky cold flame also carries a terrifying cold air, constantly impacting Ye Chen's internal organs.
In his body, ice and fire suddenly intertwined, sometimes cold and sometimes hot. It was very painful, and wisps of white smoke rose from the top of his head.
Fortunately, Ye Chen's bloodline was strong enough and he was able to endure it. He grabbed a handful of pills from the Samsara Cemetery and swallowed them directly, relying on the warm medicine to relieve the pain in his body.
Qing Qiuyun and Youying Ghost Weasel were watching nervously, fearing that something unexpected would happen to Ye Chen.
Boom!
As Ye Chen refined, a terrifying vision also appeared above the nine heavens. Countless fire clouds floated, covering the sky and the sun, and the entire sky turned into a fiery red color.
What's even weirder is that there is actually frost and snow dancing in the fire cloud.
Extreme sky fire and extreme frost, these two phenomena are constantly intertwined in the sky.
"The Qing family's ancestral fire was born?"
"Who has such heaven-defying bloodline qualifications and can refine the Zixiao Hanyan?"
"Is it Miss Qingqiuyun? Her qualifications are so incredible? Then the Qing family will regain its ancient glory, just around the corner!"
The vision in the sky shrouded the entire Boundary City, and people in the city were talking a lot, thinking that a genius had been born in the Qing family, with heaven-defying talents, refining the Zixiao Hanyan.
Boom!
Beside the ancestral altar, as Ye Chen continued to refine, the vision of heaven and earth changed even more.
Above the sky, among the fire, clouds, frost and snow, there were traces of thunder and lightning, beating constantly.
The endless thunder and lightning quickly gathered into pieces of thunder and catastrophe, rumbling in the sky. From time to time, thunderbolts fell down like long swords that broke the sky. The entire realm city was dark and shocking.
"This Zixiao Hanyan is indeed an ancient divine fire. I just refined it a little and it has such a great effect."
Ye Chen was also extremely surprised. At this time, he did not want to completely refine Zixiao Hanyan, but just wanted to refine a little of his violent nature. He did not expect that it would cause such a huge phenomenon.
The energy of the Zixiao Hanyan was indeed terrifying. If he refined it all, it would probably shake the world.
"No, someone wants to refine my Qing family's ancestral fire. It's Ye Chen's breath! It turns out to be that boy!"
The elders of the Qing family looked at the vision in the sky, and their hearts were extremely shocked.
He hasn't arrived at the core of the ancestral land yet, about four or five miles away from the altar, but he can already feel Ye Chen's aura.
"Elder Zhennan, what should we do?"
The surrounding disciples were at a loss. Once they lost their ancestral fire, they didn't know what to do.
"If this little bastard dares to touch my Qing family's ancestral fire, I will cut him into pieces!"
This elder named Qing Zhennan was extremely angry, and his white hair was almost rising from his crown.
"Canglang Liulizhan, I suppressed it!"
With a wave of his old palm, he took out the glazed talisman and flew towards the ancestral altar through the air.
Woohoo!
As soon as the glazed talisman flew out, it burned in the air, and countless spiritual lights shone, condensing into a crystal clear and extremely elegant cup.
This cup has many wavy patterns carved on it. It is mysterious and simple, and has infinite aura. It is exactly one of the legendary Thirty-Three Heavenly Treasures of Hongmeng, the Canglang Glaze Cup!
To be precise, this cup is a virtual shadow, a projection of the magic weapon itself. However, the energy of the Hongmeng Treasure is so majestic that even a simple projection has the form of a solid object.
call!
Almost instantly, the Canglang Glazed Lamp cut through the void and flew over the ancestral altar.
"No, Uncle Zhennan invited all the glass lamps out!"
As soon as Qing Qiuyun saw the Canglang glazed lamp, her beautiful eyes suddenly showed surprise.
"Damn it, Lord Protector!"
When Youying Ghost Weasel saw the glazed lamp, he was extremely afraid and hurriedly guarded Ye Chen.
As for Ye Chen, although he sensed changes in the outside world, he had to concentrate on refining the Zixiao Hanyan and couldn't be distracted at all, otherwise he would be in danger of going crazy.
The exquisite glazed lamp is suspended in the sky like a star. It is surrounded by fire, clouds, frost, snow, and thunder and calamity, but it cannot cover up its light at all.
Wow!
Suddenly, the glass cup poured out, and waves of sea water poured out of the cup like waterfalls.
Boom!
Almost instantly, the water from the sea came up from the sky, and tons of sea water fell crazily from the sky.
This small cup seems to contain infinite space, filled with endless waves.
Blah, blah, blah.
The waves surged, and the area around the ancestral altar was instantly submerged.
(End of chapter)
