Unlike Jin Feng who was so shocked that he doubted his life, was frightened, and felt that he had to escape as soon as possible to survive, Jiang Chen was shocked and at the same time became more and more excited, and the eyes he looked at Yang An became more and more greedy.
At this moment, what attracted him to Yang An was not only Yang An's talent, but also Yang An's unparalleled appearance that killed both men and women. He was even racking his brains to think about how he could seize the magpie's nest behind Yang An and keep the people of the Alliance and Shenting from knowing about it, thus retaining Yang An's identity.
If it succeeds, based on Yang An's status, the alliance will definitely spare no effort to cultivate him in the future, right? The most important thing is that human beings like Margolia and Nan Xiaoxiao, who have strong talents and flawless looks and figures, will all be his!
Moreover, there must be more than two, right?
Think about it, he will be more popular than him in the underworld!
On the other side, Lin Yan, who was going through the tribulation, occasionally looked at Yang An, and his eyes became strange. Although it was more of a stronger and stronger fighting spirit from the bottom of his heart, this kind of strangeness was the first time. See it in his eyes. It seems that because of Yang An's overpowering pretense, this guy who has never had any mood swings has some kind of emotion that is rarely seen in him?
…
Time goes on.
Lin Yan and Margoria's natural punishment stopped one after another.
But Yang An and Nan Xiaoxiao continued.
The golden dragon avenue winds upward, like a huge dragon that cannot be seen in its entirety at a glance. The coercive aura it exudes is getting stronger and stronger as time goes by.
The small figures of Yang An and Nan have disappeared from everyone's sight, and they are within the shadow of the Shenlong Avenue that has evolved.
No one can sense what's going on inside the avenue.
Although countless geniuses have tried to sense and understand, they who do not have the blood of the ancient dragon cannot enter the dragon's avenue with their spiritual thoughts, let alone comprehend, lock the star orifice and awaken the star soul.
At this moment, inside the avenue.
"Brother, you are so awesome!"
"Brother, you are so fierce!"
"Brother, keep going, don't stop, keep going, don't stop!"
"Deep...deeper...deeper!"
The small and sweet female voice resounded throughout the Shenlong Avenue, the sound reached the ears and the sound broke the waist.
"???"
Yang An stared at Nan Xiaoxiao, who was dancing and cheering with him, with a question mark on his face. But why does this smell sound so weird? The innocent Yang An is still a child and sincerely expresses his understanding. He can only look at this innocent girl with ulterior motives and a rotten heart with a speechless and confused expression.
"Brother, my way is yours, and you can only enter it. Therefore, it is the same for you as the master of the way. Continue, okay?"
"..."
emmm…
Yang An was convinced.
Really convinced. It's not that he hasn't seen things that seduce people, and it's not that he doesn't know about it, but he has never seen someone with such superb acting skills, with a charming and innocent face, and extremely clear eyes, looking at you eagerly, and speaking with prayer. His expression was extremely sincere, and there was nothing wrong with what he said at first glance, but he couldn't dwell on it.
Thinking about Xiao Qingzhu, Yang An also expressed his understanding.
The bloodline of Shenlong comes from the same line. Are they really all weird and cute?
"No. I have just been promoted to the third level of True Immortal. The Divine Dragon Avenue can only be opened and tempered to nearly 30,000 miles." Yang An shook his head and said.
How many star souls a cultivator has awakened and how many avenues he has opened up are directly related to the cultivator's realm, which is determined by the longest avenue. There is a avenue that breaks through 30,000 miles, which means that Yang An will be promoted to the fourth level of true immortal.
Yang An, who had just been promoted to the third-level true immortal, did not want to be promoted to the fourth-level true immortal now. Even with the pressure brought by the disciples of the underworld and the terrifying Tianjiao puppet with absolute consciousness at the core of Tianjiao's tomb, Yang An would not consider promotion now at all.
That is not in line with his character of pursuing extreme perfection.
Now, he has already found that the goal of being invincible at the same level is too low-level and not suitable for him. All he can compare with is surpassing himself and reaching his own limit.
Otherwise, now he can be directly promoted to the sixth level True Immortal by virtue of HXYA-3's Silver Eye Avenue.
Yang An is also helpless. It's not that others are too weak, but that he himself is too good. What can he do?
I have to say, it has expanded.
But we really can't blame Yang An. Looking around the world, all the contemporary geniuses are weaklings. Who can understand the loneliness, emptiness and coldness that is hard to find for a rival at the same level?
It’s so hard not to bloat.
"Oh, that……"
"Must go out. Business is important!"
"Ah You……"
"What do you think?"
Yang An's lips curved into an evil smile, but his big hands grabbed the stunned Nan Xiaoxiao and squeezed the fat area hard.
Before her little scream appeared, Yang An had already turned into a stream of light and disappeared in front of her and in her path.
At this moment, her pretty face instantly turned red, like a ripe red apple, reaching the roots of her ears. Although she no longer had the tempering of Lin Yan's remaining fire, she felt that her face was burning.
Yang An rushed to answer and blocked her mouth. What does it mean? This means that Yang An seems to know what she is thinking, but it is clearly her shielded consciousness, not the part of her soul that is blended with Yang An. How do you know what she is going to say? Was it because all her thoughts before were under Yang An's control?
No place to be ashamed of.
Ashamed...
And the pinched PP, it really... hurts.
However, she was a little happy.
…
"call……"
When Yang An's figure appeared again, he was already in the depths of Tianjiao's tomb, in front of the level where he had stopped before. He took a deep breath and suppressed his excitement and impatience.
It has to be said that even with a superior consciousness controlling him, he was attracted by the charm of the ancient dragon bloodline. Of course, the last time I touched it was just to add fuel to the fire. Fortunately, it was time to come out.
Otherwise, Yang An would have been a little out of control and would have executed him on the spot. After all, people are willing to suffer, right?
"We're almost here. Low-key, low-key..."
Before starting the challenge again, Yang An glanced into the distance, used a few communication symbols to receive the message, read the message, replied to the message, and murmured to himself.
The communication symbols were naturally sent by Zhou Zhiyang, Chen Zhan and others.
Yang An doesn't need to go through Zhou Zhiyang, Chen Zhan and others to understand the situation. He knows their situation clearly at any time because of their avatar. Of course, only one clone came with Zhou Zhiyang's large team, and the other fifty-four clones were already rushing towards the Tianjiao Tomb as quickly as possible.
It won't be long before they arrive one after another.
The strength of the clones is not the same due to the problem of the original mold, and the speed is naturally different, especially since they are all using the original mold, and the clones condensed from Yang An's blood are lying quietly in their mind space.
