Chapter 564

When Song Fei came to the location of the Yang family, he was persuaded by Yang Da that he was going to report to the patriarch.

"Go." Song Fei rode on the back of the unicorn beast and silently looked at the surrounding scenery.

In this volcanic area, the existence of a drop of immortal general's essence blood was sensed early.

In the fourth floor space, three drops were found in the area where the war clan, evil clan and Yang clan are located. Needless to say, it is very difficult for the evil clan to sneak in, let alone get the blood essence.

As for the drop of the war clan, Song Fei let it go for a while. Let's get the blood essence of the Yang clan first.

But as soon as he entered the area, Song Fei's blood seemed to burn all over. He felt an extremely powerful and burning flame energy, but the energy was unusually peaceful, and there was no violent breath filled in it.

"In this world, there is such pure flame energy." Song Fei was also stunned. This is definitely a peerless treasure. Any treasure he had encountered before can't be compared with the treasure in the distance, and it's not even one tenth.

This makes Song Fei's heart very shocked, and he has some expectations. Anyway, he will replace this treasure, no matter how much it costs.

Perhaps the fire of the sun, which he has been unable to advance, has the hope of promotion.

Green flame, the dream of advanced post flame, can't see the hope of promotion no matter how hard you practice in the past, because the fire energy required is too huge.

But now, with the leaked horror, Song Fei secretly guessed that this might be the opportunity for his flame to start evolution.

Beside Song Fei, Yang qiandie and Yang Fan stood on both sides, one left and one right. At the moment, their faces were completely replaced by surprise and excitement.

The brilliance of the sun shone on their faces, as if they had a breath of pilgrimage.

"Is this the sun? Is the fruit ripe?" whispered Yang qiandie.

Yang fanshuang clenched his fist and said, "it must be. At the moment when the sun fruit is ripe, the son of the sun comes. Now the son of the sun comes, the sun fruit should be ripe."

Song Fei's heart moved, but he didn't think that the sun fruit was connected with his identity.

In the distance came fiery red colors. Song Fei saw a wrinkled old man leading a large group of monks. Everyone was glowing red and approached quickly towards himself.

Behind the old man, there were crowds. Song Fei counted carefully. I'm afraid there were no less than 5000 people.

All of them are friars who cultivate the true fire of the sun, and the worst ones are those who build the foundation.

Fly in front of the wrinkled old man and follow Yangda. At the moment, Yangda is pointing to Song Fei. The old man's predecessor is holding a small sun emitting extremely powerful energy. Song Fei clearly feels that the pure flame energy he felt just now is emitted from this small sun.

After seeing Song Fei through Yang Da's fingers, the old man became more excited. His body, which had been flying smoothly, had become bumpy. If Yang Da hadn't helped him, I don't know if the monk at the peak of Yuanying would fall down and die in the flight.

Around the old man, there are also old people with an excited and enthusiastic face. When these people look at Song Fei, they are also excited.

Song Fei stood quietly, waiting for the old man to come with a group of people, thinking about how to use the identity of the son of the sun to gain their trust, and then exchange the sun fruit in the old man's hands.

A group of people in Yangxia mountain swept around Song Fei like a fire. Yangxia mountain was almost as tall as Song Fei, but it was a little shorter when it was close to Song Fei.

The old man looked up at Song Fei's face. While Song Fei was thinking about how to talk to the old man, the old man suddenly said, "son of the sun, I heard you can show the golden sun flame. Can you show me?"

With the falling of this sentence of Yangxia mountain, everyone cast expectant eyes on Song Fei.

"Bang!" the golden flame burned at the tip of Song Fei's finger. The terrible temperature burned the void as if it were collapsing.

This familiar breath, this more terrible and hot flame, instantly made everyone of the Yang family boil.

Yangxia mountain suddenly knelt in front of Song Fei, holding the sun fruit in his hand, put it on Song Fei's chest and cried, "son of the sun, you have finally come. You are old and live up to the instructions of your ancestors. Finally, you have successfully cultivated the sun fruit. Please put it away."

With the kneeling of Yangxia mountain, all the people behind Yangxia mountain, including Yang qiandie and Yang fanshuang around Song Fei, knelt respectfully in front of Song Fei, just like believers worshipping the LORD God, with pious faces.

Song Fei looked at the red kneeling and listened to the words just said by Yangxia mountain. All the language and ideas just brewing dissipated.

When watching all the Yang people kneeling in front of him, Song Fei's heart was like a huge wave. Song Fei suddenly found that his heart was a little dirty compared with those Yang people who had a sincere heart.

There are thousands of sighs in his heart. Song Fei forgot to help Yangxia mountain for the first time. When Song Fei reacted with the hot energy of the sun fruit, Song Fei's heart was like washing it again.

He quickly bowed down and helped Yangxia mountain up. With the rise of Yangxia mountain, he handed over the pure sun fruit to Song Fei.

Song Fei reached out and took the sun fruit directly from Yangxia mountain. The process was smooth Beyond Song Fei's expectation.

"Old man, aren't you afraid I'm fake?" Song Fei said incredulously.

Hearing this, yangxiashan smiled: "no, although Laodie is confused, you can't fool Laodie's eyes. No one can fake the identity of the son of the sun."

Hearing Yangxia mountain's definition of iron cutting, Song Fei was silent. He just saw that the other party put this peerless treasure in front of him so generously. Song Fei still couldn't help but say, "old man, don't you know the value of this treasure? It's so easy to give it to me."

A relaxed smile appeared on Yangxia mountain's face: "hehe, son of the sun, maybe you don't know, our family has lasted for tens of thousands of years. The only mission is to cultivate and mature this fruit of the sun, and then hand it to the son of the sun. This is our faith and our hope to live."

Song Fei's heart moved instantly. At this moment, he finally understood why people of the Yang family looked forward to him so much when they saw him. Such a madman, like crazy believers, his picked up identity actually carried their dreams and persistence for tens of thousands of years, and finally completed it with the lives of dozens of generations.

A thousand years is enough for vicissitudes. His previous life and 5000 years of history have been too long to explore the relics of his ancestors, let alone tens of thousands of years. Song Fei really can't imagine how they stick to the same belief.

However, he knows that he, who has carried his dream for tens of thousands of years, may have to bear a greater responsibility, but he is happy.

"Old man, what are you waiting for besides waiting for me?" Song Fei asked softly.

Yangxia mountain said loudly, "we have been suppressed by evil families and war families for tens of thousands of years. In order to protect the fruits of the sun, our people of each generation have paid a painful price. We only hope that the son of the sun can lead us to glory."

"Towards brilliance?" Song Fei whispered and then smiled softly. "This is for sure."

Then, Song Fei's body jumped high, and in front of all the Yang people, a golden hot flame suddenly appeared on his body.

This flame represents his identity as the son of the sun.

When the flame appeared again, the Yang people who had accepted Song Fei's identity still showed extreme fanaticism on their faces.

"Yue Tianyu, I pledge that if you are sincere to me, I will lead you to the glory beyond your imagination." Song Fei's voice is full of strong self-confidence and domineering, which quickly mobilized the emotions of the people of Zhongyang, and then said, "from now on, I will not be called the son of the sun."

"Ah!" Song Fei's last sentence immediately caused a commotion among the crowd. The name of the son of the sun has too much weight in the hearts of the people. Seeing Song Fei's so understatement, otherwise, the people subconsciously felt uncomfortable in their hearts.

The emotions that had just been mobilized were quickly extinguished.

"Why, didn't the son of the sun say he wanted to lead us to glory? Should he abandon my Yang family?" a simple Yang people howled.

Or Yangxia mountain smart, immediately shouted to the people, "don't whisper, you should believe you, son of the sun, please listen to him."

After the crowd calmed down, Song Fei continued to shout: "later, you can call me the supreme sun. I am the new generation of the supreme sun. All monks who practice the true fire of the sun should be regarded as supreme. All people of the Yang family are my people. From now on, I want the whole world to know that no one dares to deceive the supreme sun."

Song Fei's words stunned everyone. But soon, Yangxia mountain shouted, "long live the supreme sun."

"Long live." the roar of the crowd rolled like a tide, shaking the surrounding volcanoes.

However, at this time, a cold voice slowly sounded: "what a sun supreme. I don't know if the dead sun supreme can lead the Yang family to glory."

Song Fei looked back and saw that in the endless sky, there were monks like a tide pouring in his direction.

There are not only members of the war clan, but also five sects such as Wushi sect and daoxuan sect who have made a dead enemy with Song Fei. The five Taoist weapons shine on the top of the five sects. The mysterious runes on the Taoist weapons cause the resonance of heaven and earth, as if heaven and earth are shaking.