There are seven ancient flame god lamps in total. This is something that many warriors have known since ancient times. After all, the ancient flame god lamps are so famous. The treasures refined by the ancient Yan Emperor. Since the fall of the Yan Emperor, these seven ancient flame god lamps have been I don’t know how many people started fighting for it.
Fang Lin had now obtained all seven Ancient Flame God Lamps, but the eighth Ancient Flame God Lamp appeared in front of him, which surprised Fang Lin.
"Why is there an eighth lamp? Is the world's knowledge wrong?" Fang Lin frowned slightly, standing in the cave, looking up at the ancient flame god lamp in the flames.
The next moment, the four ancient flame god lanterns in Fang Lin's Jiugong bag and the three ancient flame god lamps in Fang Lin's body all flew out.
Fang Lin had no time to stop it, or even had no intention of stopping it at all. If there was really the eighth ancient Flame God lamp above, it would definitely be related to the seven ancient Flame God lamps on his body.
At this time, I saw the seven Ancient Flame God Lamps I brought, surrounding the eighth Ancient Flame God Lamp, each blooming with fire.
Eight flames illuminated the entire cave as brightly as day, and the hot breath followed one after another, making the place as sultry as an alchemy furnace.
Fang Lin had a look of shock on his face. Looking at this situation, it was really the eighth ancient flame god lamp. Otherwise, these seven ancient flame god lamps would not have reacted like this.
In the midst of the flames, the flames of the eight ancient flame god lanterns were also blended together. In the blazing flames, Fang Lin vaguely saw a figure, as majestic as a mountain and as majestic as the sea, as if the world was as big as it was. His feet are average.
Fang Lin raised his eyebrows and said subconsciously: "Yanhuang?"
The figure naturally showed no reaction, it was just a shadow, disappearing in an instant.
But at this moment, a ray of light flew out from each of the eight ancient flame god lamps, and the eight rays of light gathered together to form a portal.
This is the door of a flash of flame. From the door of flame, a person walks out.
Fang Lin happened to look at the man, and the man looked down at Fang Lin.
Outside the Jiyin Cave, the woman in white suddenly changed her expression. She seemed to have sensed something and wanted to rush into the ancient cave.
The old man quickly stopped her, but the woman seemed to have gone crazy and rushed into the Jiyin Cave no matter what.
"Husband!!!"
The woman in white screamed, and the Corpse Emperor Pill in her body released waves of corpse energy, making the woman in white stronger and stronger.
The old man was extremely shocked, what is going on? Why did the mistress suddenly become so manic
The woman in white rushed towards the magic circle frantically, trying to rush into the Jiyin Cave. Although she was a corpse, she felt the aura of the former Flame Emperor. At this moment, she just wanted to see the Flame Emperor again.
"Why is this female ghost so crazy?" In the extremely gloomy cave, the thousand-year-old corpse ginseng was knocked to the ground by the green-haired corpse king, muttering.
In the deepest part of the Jiyin Cave, Fang Lin and the person in the Flame Gate looked at each other. Fang Lin froze on the spot, while the person showed a faint smile.
"Did you, this young man, get all my eight lamps?" the man said, and walked out of the flame door completely.
This man was wearing a white gown and his appearance could be considered handsome. Although he had a smile on his face, he exuded a strong sense of majesty.
Fang Lin took a breath and said in disbelief: "The Emperor Yan is not dead?"
"No, no, no, I'm already dead. What you see is just my essence dispersed among the eight lamps. It will completely dissipate in a moment." Yanhuang said with a faint smile, but he seemed very easy-going.
Fang Lin looked in awe: "Meet Yuan Huang."
Yanhuang fell down and came to Fang Lin, looking at Fang Lin with interest.
"No, no, you are not an ordinary person. Let me take a closer look." Yanhuang said, golden light flashed in his eyes, as if he wanted to see through everything about Fang Lin.
Fang Lin looked embarrassed and did not dare to act rashly. Although Emperor Yan was dead, the man in front of him was transformed by Emperor Yan's essence left in the eight ancient lamps of the Flame God, which was probably unusual.
"You!" Emperor Yan suddenly glared, showing a look of surprise.
Fang Lin looked confused, what happened to me? Are there flowers growing on my face
"Senior?" Fang Lin held up his hands, not knowing what was going on.
However, Emperor Yan stared at Fang Lin with an extremely solemn expression.
"I discovered something." Yanhuang said extremely seriously.
Seeing him like this, Fang Lin felt a little nervous. What did Emperor Yan find? Is it related to myself
Yanhuang took a deep breath and looked directly at Fang Lin: "I found that you are actually better-looking than me!"
If this guy hadn't come out of the Flame Gate, Fang Lin would have wanted to punch him directly.
After holding it in for a long time, you looked serious. So this is what you wanted to say
Fang Lin simply didn't know whether to laugh or not, his expression was complex and entangled.
"Ahem, just kidding, but you are really good-looking. I guess there are many girls out there who like you, right?" Emperor Yan laughed.
Fang Lin looked helpless: "Senior, didn't you say you don't have much time? Do you still have time to gossip?"
Yanhuang scratched his head, and seemed to feel that it was indeed a bit out of place to say these irrelevant things at this time.
"Well, back to the topic, I am already dead. As you can see, only the eight ancient flame god lamps can awaken my spirit. I don't want to say more about what happened back then. Now I want to Let me ask you, how many Martial Lords are there in the outside world at this moment?" Emperor Yan asked.
Hearing this, Fang Lin didn't know why he asked such a question. He immediately shook his head and said: "Since the death of ancient times, no Martial Lord has appeared again."
When Emperor Yan heard this, his brows suddenly wrinkled, his face full of confusion.
"It shouldn't be. Where is Fang Qingye? Where is Mo Shouhei? Where is Hou Yi? They are all gone?" Emperor Yan asked.
Fang Lin still shook his head. Of course, he concealed the fact that his father Fang Qingye was still there.
"What? There is no Martial Lord? So, what happened back then was a failure?" Emperor Yan was restless and looked a little worried.
Fang Lin looked at him and was about to speak when he saw Emperor Yan suddenly look into Fang Lin's eyes.
"You kid don't tell the truth. I can clearly feel the aura of Fang Qingye and Mo Shouhei in you." Yanhuang said, with an expression that looked like he had completely seen through Fang Lin.
"By chance, this junior became the descendant of the Supreme Temple, and got the things left by Fang Qingye, so he has the aura of these two martial masters." Fang Lin said, his expression was very calm, and he did not reveal anything. What a flaw.
Emperor Yan looked at Fang Lin suspiciously and touched his chin.
"If I'm not mistaken, you look a lot like the same person."
ps: The first update is here, I got up early today