“According to the agreement, you have won the elder sister of Shuangying, and my inheritance is also yours.”
Feng Xin laughed, holding Qin Yichen’s palm, A ball of light was placed in his hand.
Ziyun all the people were full of ecstasy when they saw it. This is the treasure gifted by the ancestors of the 90 Jiudian!
However, they just wanted to get together to see what was going on, but they saw the flame beating in the ball of light, and the terrible heat wave suddenly made everyone stagger back.
However Qin Yichen held it in his hand, but did not feel the slightest hot touch, Feng Xin smiled still: “You found your own fire, and this is my fire. Give this fire to that fire. The girl named Qianxue.”
“Nirvana is immortal, and the fire is passed on from generation to generation.”
Qin Yichen looked at the ball of light, and saw the flame in the ball of light turned into a ball of Fire. Phoenix, and the Fire Phoenix seemed to feel his gaze, it turned into his yearn for day and night smile…
“many thanks ancestors!”
Qin Yichen finally understood why he defeated one of the two ancestors, and it was considered as a pass.
As soon as Qin Yichen put the flame away, he saw Hao Shuangying patted him on the shoulder. As the former turned his head, Hao Shuangying crushed the ball of light in his hand, turning that frosty frost. Make a strand of Ice Dragon and get into Qin Yichen’s right eye!
“His…”
At that moment, Qin Yichen seemed to be out of consternation, and the coldness of Ice Dragon in his eyes made him shake his head left and right, but this Under the sweep, many dragons in Imperial Capital have turned into ice sculptures……
Fortunately, Qin Yichen’s left eye ignited a flame to balance the ice and fire, but Hao Shuangying’s inheritance made up for it. The defect in his right eye!
Although his keel has been imprinted with Dao Mark during the ice and fire confrontation, the ice patterns are left by the ice thorns, and the ice thorns are far inferior to Haoshuang. The full strength of the shadow.
“bang!”
After a long time, Qin Yichen suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes interlaced with ice and fire, and they seem to never go out and never wither!
The ice and fire are beating in his dragon eyes, making him see the world more clearly. It seems to have cleared countless falsehoods for him and saw the world clearly!
“Okay!”
Ge Qianchui was very excited. From stepping into the Dragon Martial Palace to today, it has been ten years!
My discíple can finally ascend to the top of the Dragon Martial Palace!
“Zhou Guang big brother, what do you think of my discíple?!”
As soon as Ge Qianchui yelled, everyone heard a chuckle from the temple : “Okay, very good.”
Qin Yichen looked up and saw that a silhouette stood on the temple that seemed to span the world.
Obviously it was the first time we met, but Qin Yichen felt extremely familiar and cordial, as if spanning endless years, it is hard to forget!
Hao Zhouguang’s figure is not tall, he is half shorter than his son Hao Qingyu, and Hao Qingyu is as tall as Qin Yichen.
Speaking of being handsome, Hao Zhouguang can only be regarded as just touching the two characters, but standing there, just smiled faintly, and gave people a kind of detachment of holding the stars and leaning over the world!
“Zhouguang Sir!”
The chuckle of Hao Zhouguang just now has shattered the ice of many dragon emperors, and immediately saw a dragon emperor. The look was excited and full of admiration.
“The last general Hao Tianqi, pay respects to Zhouguang Sir!”
“The last general Hao Wenxiu, pay respects to Zhouguang Sir!”
Hao Qingyu’s eyes trembled even more: “Father!”
This is a reunion that spans endless years. This is a goodbye to the heroes who once guarded this hometown.
“Yichen, I have seen the ancestors of Zhouguang!”
Hao Zhouguang waved his hand slightly: “Come on.”
Qin Yichen and Hao Shuangying’s During that battle, Hao Zhouguang watched for seven years. To be precise, he quietly watched the young dragon god and walked towards him step by step during the past ten years.
And now, Qin Yichen finally came to him.
The top of the Dragon Martial Palace seems to be no different from the other 90 nine palaces, at least in appearance.
Hao Zhouguang sat in the middle, looking at the dragon emperors, and couldn’t help saying with a smile: “Sit, this is not the True Dragon Hall. There is no need to bow and down. Guests of Monster Race, please also Sit down.”
Yao Tian was flattered by the crowd, didn’t expect one day, they were actually received by the true dragon of overseeing the world!
Ge Qianchui is carefree, sitting cross-legged beside Hao Zhouguang: “Big brother, I killed a lot of gods and demons back then?”
“Not a lot.”
Ge Qianchui seemed to recall that year, talking and laughing constantly, holding back the endless years, wanting to say something happy, but he touched the side with his palm, but did not touch the familiar wine glass.
Qin Yichen’s eyes are sharp, and he directly took out the jars of divine wine. He just wanted to pour the wine for Ge Shi, but he saw Hao Zhouguang gently push it: “This wine is said to be reserved for you. It’s yours, I still have it here.”
After all, Hao Zhouguang waved his sleeves, hundreds of streams of light flew out, and all the dragon emperors and the Monster Race had a pot of sake in front of them.
Ziyun tasted it. This sake nourishes the mind, like a clear spring. Compared with the sacred wine brewed by Ge Shi, it is a bit less rigid and has a touch of warmth.
Ge Qianchui also took a sip and smacked his lips. He wanted to say that the wine was too weak and not as strong as his normally drunk. However, facing Hao Zhouguang, he still didn’t say a word.
Qin Yichen pours a glass of divine wine for the dwarf emperor. Hao Zhouguang saw it, and just frowned, he saw Ge Qianhui said with a smile: “big brother, this is my discíple pour it for me You can’t control the wine.”
Hao Zhouguang thought for a while: “Okay, just a cup.”
The sake entered the throat, and the dragon emperors seemed to be excited. , Hao Qingyu held the wine glass tightly and said dullly: “Father, child didn’t shame you, right?”
“No.”
Hao Zhouguang’s dragon eyes flashed Flash: “You will always be the pride of your father.”
Haotianqi raises the knife crazy song: “Sir, is my knife sharp enough?”
“Enough.”
The old man Rongmi suddenly slapped the table. The old man of Black Tortoise Clan seemed to become talkative: “hehe, although the Xuantian mask was given to Yichen, the old man is not muddled. Before he died, the old man’s tortoise shell shook those demon spawns.”
“Unless they Old Ancestor take action, otherwise they will die of old age and never want to break free!”
Hao Shuangying raised her head, and the sake splashed on her white as jade neck. When she dropped the cup, she said indifferently: “I killed Bi Xiao.”
The nine rounds of fiery sun behind Feng Xin’s head Entangled: “My blow, the demon of Qiugu will not survive.”
“There is still me!”
Hao dragon shadow has a proud face: “I was surrounded at the time. , But that time, I didn’t run.”
“My sword is broken, but my dragon teeth are not broken!”
In the temple, the dragon emperor shouts and True Phoenix dances , Shenlu with music, Taotie guzzling, white tiger whistling!
Qin Yichen got up and respected three cups in a row, the heroes who died in battle, the charcoaled compatriots, and the last cup, the ancestors of the mansion!
“Goodness!”
Hao Zhouguang praised his eyes, tears appearing in his dragon eyes. Although he has a high authority and overlooks the world of hundreds of directions, it does not mean he is ruthless and innocent. , On the contrary, he is passionate and sexual.
“After three rounds of wine, Yichen, the matter between you and me should begin.”