Chapter 1518

There are seven Yan Shen ancient lanterns, which have been known by many martial artists since ancient times. After all, Yan Shen ancient lanterns are too famous. They are treasures refined by the ancient Yan Emperor. Since the fall of the Yan Emperor, these seven Yan Shen ancient lanterns have caused many people's crazy competition.

Fang Lin has now got all seven Yan Shen ancient lamps, but the eighth Yan Shen ancient lamp actually appeared in front of him, which surprised Fang Lin.

"Why is there an eighth one? Does the world know it wrong?" Fang Lin frowned slightly and stood in the cave, looking up at the burning ancient lamp in the flame.

At the next moment, the four Yan Shen ancient lamps in Fang Lin's Jiugong bag and the three Yan Shen ancient lamps in Fang Lin's body all flew out.

Fang Lin didn't have time to stop it, or even didn't plan to stop it at all. If there was really the eighth Yan Shen ancient lamp above, it would definitely be related to the seven Yan Shen ancient lamps on his body.

At this time, I saw the seven Yan Shen ancient lamps I brought around the eighth Yan Shen ancient lamp, each bursting into flames.

Eight flames illuminated the whole cave as bright as day, and the hot breath one after another made it as stuffy as an alchemy furnace.

Fang Lin's face was shocked. Looking at this situation, it was really the eighth Yan Shen ancient lamp. Otherwise, these seven Yan Shen ancient lamps would not have such a response.

Among the flames, the flames of the eight Yan Shen ancient lamps also blend together. In the blazing flames, a figure can be seen faintly in the forest. It is as majestic as a mountain and as majestic as a sea, as if the world is big, all at his feet.

Fang Lin raised his eyebrows and subconsciously said, "Emperor Yan?"

Naturally, the figure was unresponsive. It was just an empty shadow, which passed away in a flash.

But at this time, among the eight ancient lamps, a light came out from each of them, and the eight lights gathered together to form a portal.

This is the door of a flash of fire. From the door of fire, a man came out.

Fang Lin just looked at the man, who also looked down at Fang Lin.

Outside the extreme Yin cave, the woman in white suddenly changed her expression. She seemed to feel something and wanted to rush into the ancient cave.

The old man hurriedly stopped, but the woman seemed to be crazy and rushed into the extremely Yin cave anyway.

"Husband!!!"

The woman in white screamed bitterly, and the corpse King Dan in her body released a stream of corpse gas, making the strength of the woman in white stronger and stronger.

The old man was stunned. What was the matter? Why did the mistress suddenly become so manic?

The woman in white rushed frantically into the Dharma array and wanted to rush into the extremely Yin cave. Although she was a corpse, she felt the breath of the former Yan Emperor, and now she just wanted to see the Yan Emperor again.

"What's the matter with this female ghost?" In the extreme Yin cave, the thousand year old corpse ginseng was knocked over by the green haired corpse king and muttered in his mouth.

In the deepest part of the extreme Yin cave, Fang Lin looked at the person in the door of fire, and Fang Lin was stunned in situ, while the person showed a faint smile.

"Did you get all my eight lights?" The man said and walked out of the door of fire completely.

The man was dressed in a long white shirt, and his appearance was handsome. Although he had a smile on his face, he revealed a strong dignity.

Fang Lin took a breath and said incredulously, "the emperor is not dead?"

"No, no, no, I'm dead. All you see is my spirit scattered among the eight lights. It will dissipate completely in a moment." Yan Huang said with a faint smile, but he seemed very easy-going.

Fang Lin's face showed awe: "meet the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty."

As soon as the emperor fell, he came to Fang Lin and looked at Fang Lin with great interest.

"No, no, your boy is not an ordinary person. Let me have a careful look." Yan Huang said, and the golden light flashed in his eyes, as if he wanted to see everything through Fang Lin.

Fang Lin was embarrassed and did not dare to act rashly. Although the Yan Emperor was dead, the man in front of him was the essence of the Yan Emperor's eight Yan Shen ancient lamps, which was probably unusual.

"You!" The emperor suddenly stared, showing surprise.

Fang Lin's face was blank. What happened to me? Are flowers growing on my face?

"Elder?" Fang Lin arched his hand and disappeared.

The Yan Emperor was staring at Fang Lin, with a very dignified expression.

"I found something." Yan Huang said very seriously.

Seeing him like this, Fang Lin was also a little nervous in his heart. What did Yan Huang find? Is it about yourself?

Yan Huang took a deep breath and looked directly at Fang Lin: "I found you look better than me!"

Fang Lin: "···"

If this guy hadn't come out of the door of fire, Fang Lin really wanted to punch him directly.

After holding for a long time, you look serious. That's what you wanted to say?

Fang Lin simply didn't know whether to laugh or not. His expression was complex and tangled.

"Cough, just kidding, but your boy is really good-looking. It is estimated that many little girls outside like you?" Yan Huang laughed.

Fang Lin looked helpless: "elder, didn't you say that you don't have much time? Do you have spare time to gossip?"

Yan Huang grabbed his head and seemed to feel that it was indeed a little out of tune to say these things at this time.

"Well, back to business, I'm dead. As you can see, only the eight ancient lamps of Yan Shen are gathered, can I wake up my spirit. I don't want to say more about what happened in those years. Now I want to ask you, how many martial masters exist outside at the moment?" The emperor asked.

Hearing this, Fang Lin didn't know why he asked so, and then shook his head and said, "since the ancient death, there has been no Wu Zun again."

Hearing this, the emperor frowned, and his face was full of confusion.

"No, where's Fang Qingye? Where's Mo shouhei? Where's Hou Yi? They're all gone?" The burning emperor asked.

Fang Lin still shook his head. Of course, he concealed that his father Fang Qingye was still there.

"What? There is not a warrior? In this case, did it fail?" The emperor was restless and seemed a little worried.

Fang Lin looked at him and was about to speak, but he saw the emperor suddenly look at Fang Lin's eyes.

"Your boy didn't tell the truth. I clearly felt the smell of Fang Qingye and Mo shouhei on you." Yan Huang said, with an expression that completely penetrated Fang Lin.

"By chance, the younger generation became the successor of the supreme temple and got the things left by Fang Qingye. That's why they have the breath of these two martial masters." Fang Lin said, looking very calm, without revealing any flaws.

Yan Huang looked at Fang Lin with suspicious eyes and touched his chin.

"If I'm not mistaken, you look like a person."

PS: first, I got up early today