Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

Although the two were quite curious about this method of soul cultivation, now was not the time to check it out.

Therefore, he flipped his hand and put it into the ring under many fiery gazes.

Then he turned his gaze to Xuan Kongzi and bowed to him with a fist.

Looking at the satisfaction on the two people's faces, Xuan Kongzi also smiled.

Then he said: "The champion has been born, and this alchemy meeting is over."

"In two days, the star field will be opened. At that time, all those who enter the top ten of this alchemy meeting will be able to enter and have the opportunity to subdue the Three Thousand Flames."

As soon as Xuan Kongzi finished speaking, the square, which had just calmed down, began to boil again.

There was also a sudden flash of uncontrollable excitement in Xiao Yan's eyes.

The legendary immortal fire is finally about to be seen.

Of course, it was not only Xiao Yan who was excited. The eyes of all the others who made it into the top ten, including old man Mu Gu, also instantly became hot.

Obviously, the Three Thousand Flames also have great appeal to them.

After all, it is known as the immortal fire, who wouldn’t be tempted?

Perhaps only Wei Yang and Xian'er made it into the top ten. They were just curious about the fire and wanted to see it for themselves, but they were not too excited.

Because Xian'er possesses the Netherworld Poison Fire as her natal fire, which is also the most suitable for her, she does not have much interest in the Three Thousand Flames.

As for Wei Yang, who possessed the flames of destruction and creation, he naturally had little interest in the so-called immortal fire.

At this point, this grand alchemy conference has almost officially come to an end.

The fight for the Three Thousand Flames is a matter for the top ten, and has nothing to do with most people.

However, everyone is still very curious, who will eventually get this rare item?

Amid the hustle and bustle, the night quietly enveloped this huge and unusually bustling city.

On the brightly lit streets, people are still coming and going.

The whole city is still filled with that exciting and passionate atmosphere.

The topic on everyone's lips was still related to this alchemy meeting.

And what was talked about the most was naturally the double champions of this alchemy meeting, the two young legends.

Wei Yang and Xiao Yan, these two names are now thoroughly imprinted in everyone's mind.

Moreover, it won’t be long before these two names will resound throughout Zhongzhou.

By then, they will be the most dazzling stars in Zhongzhou.

While the whole city was still in a state of excitement, many contestants, who had been refining pills for nearly a month, returned to their residences with exhausted faces and in a rather embarrassed state, and then fell asleep like dead dogs.

Among them were Wei Yang and others.

Even Wei Yang felt a little tired. After all, refining an eighth-grade elixir was quite mentally exhausting.

Therefore, after the alchemy meeting ended, they reunited with Zi Yan and Xiong Zhan, and then returned to Wei Mansion, and then dispersed and went to rest.

When Wei Yang woke up, it was already dusk the next day.

I walked out of the room, facing the afterglow of the setting sun, and stretched comfortably.

His greatest achievement in this alchemy conference was his breakthrough into the Dou Zun realm.

And the physique and blood that have been strengthened by the baptism of thunder.

This caused his overall strength to soar by more than ten times.

If he faces Binghe or a Dou Zun like Old Man Mu Gu again, he won't be able to crush them at will, but at least he won't be afraid at all unless he uses his ultimate moves.

Only at this point did he feel that he had the power to protect himself when looking at the entire continent.

Call ~

Wei Yang let out a long breath and listened slightly with his ear tilted.

In the garden in the distance, there was a faint sound of talking and laughing.

He smiled slightly and walked towards the garden.

Along the way, the environment is quiet and the water is gurgling.

After passing through several corridors and an archway, the view ahead suddenly becomes clear.

A breeze blew in my face, carrying a faint scent of grass, flowers, and medicinal herbs.

Wei Yang glanced ahead and saw three little guys laughing and playing on a large patch of green grass.

The leader was naturally the little girl Zi Yan. At this moment, she was covered with grass debris and was rolling around happily on the grass. Behind her were two little guys, Wei Ye and Wei Shuo.

"Sister, sister~"

Zi Yan was running wildly in front with a smile on her face, and the two little ones were trying hard to chase after her. When they saw that they couldn't catch up, they started shouting anxiously.

Not far away, two burly guys, Dujiao and Xiongzhan, were guarding there like two door gods.

Under the shade of the willow tree on the other side, Qinglin and Tianhuo Zunzun sat there, drinking tea and watching with a smile.

This harmonious scene made Wei Yang speechless.

Immediately, he walked over.

"Wei Yang." Zi Yan, the little girl with sharp eyes, was the first to see Wei Yang coming, so she turned and ran over.

"Daddy, Daddy~" Behind, two little guys were staggering and shouting.

huh~

Zi Yan jumped and threw herself directly into Wei Yang's arms, and shouted in a tender voice: "Wei Yang, please take care of your children. They are annoying me to death."

Hearing this, Wei Yang rolled his eyes, picked a piece of grass from her hair, and said unhappily: "When I got here, I saw that you were bullying them. It's you who complained first."

"Hehe." Zi Yan laughed and stuck out her tongue, and even took the time to turn around and make faces at the two little guys who were chasing after her.

"Daddy, Daddy~" The two little guys rushed over, one on each side, hugged Wei Yang's legs, and tried to climb up.

"Hehe, I can't come up, I can't come up." Zi Yan hung in Wei Yang's arms like a koala, constantly sticking out her tongue at the two little guys.

The two little guys tried hard to climb up, but in the end they had no choice but to hang on Wei Yang's legs, one on each side.

So, Wei Yang walked towards the willow tree, holding one in his arms and two hanging on his legs.

Seeing this, Qing Lin stood up with amusement, trotted over, and took two from Wei Yang's legs.

“Hahahaha.” Skyfire Venerable stroked his beard and laughed as he watched.

There is a hint of remembrance in the laughter.

"Master Yao." Wei Yang came to sit beside the stone table, holding Zi Yan horizontally in his arms, cleaning the grass debris on her body, and said with a smile: "You are quite leisurely."

"Haha, I've been trapped in that hellhole full of magma for hundreds of years. Now I've finally escaped and resurrected. Naturally, I have to enjoy life."

As Venerable Skyfire spoke, he took a sip of the tea and praised, "Miss Qinglin's craftsmanship is still good. It tastes much better than the tea I brew myself."

"Master Yao, you are too kind." Qinglin was tidying up the clothes for the two little ones. Hearing this, she said a little embarrassedly, "Also, Master Yao, just call me Qinglin from now on. Don't call me Miss or something like that. Qinglin doesn't deserve it."

"Okay, okay, then I will be too arrogant." Venerable Skyfire nodded with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Yao, that's too serious. You are the elder." Wei Yang also said with a smile.

Wei Shuo couldn't sit still. As soon as Qing Lin tidied up his clothes and let him go, he ran into the arms of Lord Tianhuo and reached out to grab his beard.

"Oh, my little ancestor, you are going to pull out all my beard." The tone of Venerable Tianhuo was full of pampering. He held little Shuo'er in his arms, and his old eyes were full of love.

But he did not stop him, but let Xiao Shuo'er pull his beard with his little hands.

"Hehe, grandpa, grandpa." Little Shuoer giggled and called grandpa.

"Hey, hey, good, good, good baby, grandpa loves you, grandpa loves you." The shouting made Venerable Skyfire laugh so hard that he couldn't stop. He responded hurriedly, feeling as if his heart was about to melt.

Those childish cries touched his heart.

In this garden, under the afterglow of the setting sun, a very warm scene was taking place.