Chapter 353

"It's a trouble to keep this guy sooner or later." Xiao Yihan took back the sad song of God and said in a deep voice.

The gratitude and resentment between the mysterious man and him has long been as deep as the sea. Only one of them can survive. Now he has not killed the mysterious man, and the person who may die in the future is him.

A little later, Xiao Yihan couldn't help shaking his head, turned and walked out. At this moment, the ink stone that had been motionless suddenly vibrated slightly.

At the same time, Xiao Yihan felt a wave of energy sweeping towards him. He turned and looked, and saw that the dark crystal around the altar was emitting black fog.

And the energy sweeping towards him is the black fog.

Seeing this, the dark clouds on Xiao Yihan's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a touch of joy, smiled and said: "I forgot this crop. If I can absorb all these dark crystals, my strength will be improved a lot."

While talking, Xiao Yihan quickly walked to the center of the split altar, sat cross legged and began to forget his feelings and absorb them.

For a time, the whole space was suddenly shrouded in black fog, with dark winds and cold air, and Xiao Yihan's figure was completely buried.

Under the guidance of ink stone, the black fog kept moistening Xiao Yihan's body, and the little black man and the little golden man began to shine.

With the continuous influx of black fog, the waves in the lake are surging, and the giant sword of Optimus began to solidify at a speed visible to the naked eye. The breath is more and more terrible and mysterious.

So many dark crystals are equivalent to the second-class savings of dark crystal gusen. Xiao Yihan is happy at the moment.

At the same time, in the holy city emperor's palace, Emperor Fengyan sat on the throne alone, stroked his forehead with his jade hand, his pretty face was very pale, closed his cherry lips, and his whole body was full of decadence.

I don't know when the light curtain at the gate of the temple has broken, and the people have already left. At the moment, only fengyueer and Yiheng are left, and their faces are full of anxiety.

"Emperor, I'm sorry for the change. Since this has happened, I think with the strength of zero shadow, I should... Should be able to get through this difficulty." Yiheng sighed helplessly.

Before that, the originally strong light curtain suddenly burst, and Fengyan Immortal Emperor didn't have an accident and rushed straight to the high altitude. Yiheng wanted to stop it, but he finally gritted his teeth and held it back. He knew that if Fengyan Immortal Emperor wanted to leave, he couldn't stop it with his strength.

Surprisingly, the Fengyan Immortal Emperor didn't leave much and came back. However, the Fengyan Immortal Emperor came back with a cold face, trembling all over and a shaky appearance.

Once Heng saw this, he asked the people to step down. After asking again and again, he knew that Beihan Xianjun had long disappeared.

After flying into the air, Fengyan Immortal Emperor was stopped by a man. According to Fengyan Immortal Emperor, the man looked very young, beautiful, smiling, holding a folding fan, and could not feel the slightest breath from him.

She didn't see the man. She thought he was just a nobody and ignored him, but the man just raised his hand and imprisoned her. His strength was terrible.

Finally, the man told Fengyan Xiandi that the so-called Beihan Xianjun was just an alias after Ling Luo retired. His real identity was the zero shadow of galloping in the fairy world thousands of years ago.

At first, Fengyan Immortal Emperor didn't believe it, but finally, after the man's detailed explanation, coupled with the terrorist strength of Beihan Xianjun, she had to believe it.

According to the man, Ling Luo has been arrested at this time because he violated the agreement. Now he has been exiled to a very secret place. Whether he can live or not is a problem. He may not be able to meet her again in this life.

"Yes, master, he certainly doesn't want to see you so haggard. If you go on like this, your body will not be able to support it." Feng Yuer worried.

For their words, Fengyan Immortal Emperor seemed unheard of, and tears burst into his eyes, which made people feel distressed.

The cherry lips were slightly pursed, and a layer of water mist also appeared in the beautiful eyes of fengyueer. Fengyan Immortal Emperor treated her like her own daughter, just like her mother. Now she felt a burst of pain to see her like this.

A little later, the Fengyan Immortal Emperor waved his hand and whispered, "go out first. I'll stay alone for a while."

"Master..."

Fengyue'er wanted to say something, but for a moment, she didn't know how to say it. The jade hand clenched her fist tightly, and tears burst out in an instant.

On one side, Yiheng patted fengyue'er on the shoulder and sighed, "let's go first. If we disturb her here, she will only be more upset."

After that, Yiheng shook his head slightly and walked slowly outside the hall. Fengyue'er tangled for a moment, looked deeply at Feng Yanxian emperor Yiyan, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and hurried to catch up.

When Yiheng and fengyue'er left, there was only fengyanxian emperor left in the emperor's palace. The faint sound of sniffling echoed in the hall, adding a trace of different feelings to the quiet space.

"You bastard, how can you do this... If it weren't for you, what's the meaning of my life..." the Fengyan Immortal Emperor couldn't help crying out in pain. Just now everyone was there, she kept suppressing it. At the moment, she was the only one left in the hall. She couldn't suppress the pain in her heart anymore. She immediately covered her face and burst into tears.

A little later, the Fengyan Immortal Emperor took out a jade slip and an ice blue ring. The ring showed a cold air, which made people feel a burst of peace of mind, Haoguang bursts and Sanskrit curls, which was extraordinary.

The jade slips are the "ten thousand pilgrimages" stolen by Ling Luo, and the ice blue ring is a gift carefully prepared by Ling Luo for Fengyan Immortal Emperor. Both of them are given by the stranger. Fengyan Immortal Emperor knows that this is the idea Ling Luo gave himself.

Gently put the ring on his hand, Fengyan immortal's messy heart gradually calmed down, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and the sad color on his pretty face disappeared.

"No matter where you are, I am willing to wait for you, even if it is ten thousand years, one million years, ten thousand years, or... Life." Fengyan Immortal Emperor gently kissed the ring on his finger, and a firm color gradually appeared in his fiery red pupil.

It seems that he sensed the inner thoughts of Fengyan Immortal Emperor. A light suddenly flashed on the ring, but Fengyan Immortal Emperor, immersed in memories, didn't notice it at all.

Time flies. I don't know how long it took. A loud roar suddenly rang through the cave, with gravel flying, smoke filled, and the wind howling, as if some ancient fierce beast was about to be resurrected.

After about a cup of tea, the noisy cave recovered its peace. Then, a figure sitting cross legged and closing his eyes to regulate his breath gradually emerged. It was Xiao Yihan.

Looking around, I don't know when the dark crystals around Xiao Yihan have become transparent waste rocks. Although he just sits quietly, the terrible breath arises spontaneously, which makes people feel a palpitation.

"What an unexpected harvest. Unexpectedly, the energy of the dark crystal is so huge. Just breaking through the Zhengxian Yichong sky, it pushed me to the top of the Tianxian triple sky." slowly opened his eyes, Xiao Yihan smacked his mouth and exclaimed.

At the moment, the Dao Lake in Xiao Yihan's body is much thicker than before. Of course, the biggest change is the giant sword in the center of Dao lake.

At the moment, the giant sword of Optimus has become extremely solid. Suddenly, it is no different from a real giant sword. The breath is introverted and terrible. There is a faint light of pride, as if it is undergoing some transformation.