The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist! Chapter 1616: : Yan Huang

There are seven ancient lanterns of the Yanshen. This is something that many warriors have known since ancient times. After all, the ancient lanterns of the Yanshen are too famous. The treasures made by the ancient Yanhuang emperor, since the fall of the Yanhuang, these seven lanterns The ancient lantern of Yanshen did not know how many people's frenzied competition was caused.

Fang Lin has now obtained all the seven ancient Lanterns, but the eighth ancient Lantern appeared in front of him, which surprised Fang Lin greatly.

"Why is there an eighth? Is the world wrong?" Fang Lin frowned slightly, standing in the cave, looking up at the ancient flame of the flame.

The next moment, the four ancient lanterns of the God of Flames in Fang Lin's Nine Palaces and the three ancient lanterns of the God of Flames in Fang Lin all flew out.

Fang Lin didn't have time to stop it, and he didn't even intend to stop it. If the eighth flame god's ancient lamp was really above it, it would definitely have something to do with the seven flame **** ancient lamps on his body.

At this time, I saw the seven ancient Lanterns that I had brought, surrounding the eighth ancient Lantern, and each burst into flames.

Eight groups of flames illuminate the cave as bright as the day, and the hot breath one after another makes the place as sultry as an alchemy furnace.

Fang Lin's face has a shocking look. Looking at this situation, it is really the eighth ancient flame of the flame. Otherwise, the seven ancient flames of the flame would not react like this.

Between the flames, the flames of the eight ancient flame lamps blended together. Among the raging flames, Fang Lin vaguely saw a figure, majestic like a mountain, majestic like the sea, as if the world is big. , All under his feet.

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

The figure naturally didn't respond, it was just a phantom, fleeting.

But at this moment, among the eight ancient Yan God lamps, a ray of light flew out of each, and the eight rays of light gathered together to form a portal.

This is a flashing flame gate, and one person walks out of the flame gate.

Fang Lin happened to look at that person, who also looked down at Fang Lin.

Outside the extremely gloomy cave, the woman in white suddenly changed her expression, as if she had sensed something and wanted to rush into the ancient cave.

The old man hurriedly stopped, but the woman seemed to be mad, rushing into the extremely gloomy cave anyway.

"Husband!!!"

The white-clothed woman screamed bitterly, and the corpse emperor pill inside her body released a burst of corpse energy, making the white-clothed woman's strength stronger and stronger.

The old man was shocked, what is going on? Why did the mistress suddenly become so manic?

The woman in white rushed into the magic circle frantically and wanted to rush into the extremely gloomy cave. Although she was a corpse, she felt the breath of the former Emperor Yan. At this moment, she only wanted to see Emperor Yan again.

"What is this female ghost going crazy?" Inside the extremely gloomy cave, the thousand-year corpse was knocked to the ground by the green hairy corpse king, muttering in her mouth.

In the deepest part of the extremely gloomy cave, Fang Lin and the person in the flame gate looked at each other, Fang Lin was stunned, and the person showed a slight smile.

"Have all of my eight lights been obtained by your younger generation?" The man said, and walked out of the door of flames.

This person is wearing a white gown and looks handsome. Although this person has a smile on his face, he reveals a strong majesty.

Fang Lin took a breath and said in disbelief: "The Emperor Yan is not dead?"

"No, no, no, I'm already dead, all you see is my spirit scattered among the eight lamps, and it will dissipate completely after a while." Yan Huang said with a light smile, but looked very easy going.

Fang Lin showed awe: "Meet the Emperor Yuan."

As soon as Emperor Yan fell, he came to Fang Lin and looked at Fang Lin with interest.

"No, no, you kid is not an ordinary person, wait for me to take a closer look." Yan Huang said, golden light flashed in his eyes, as if he wanted to see everything in Fang Lin the same.

Fang Lin looked embarrassed and did not dare to act rashly. Although the Emperor Yan was dead, the man in front of him was transformed by the essence of the Emperor Yan in the eight ancient lanterns of the Flame God. I am afraid it is also extraordinary. .

"You!" Yan Huang suddenly stared, showing a look of surprise.

Fang Lin looked blank, what happened to me? Is there a flower growing on my face?

"Senior?" Fang Lin handed his hand, and went inside.

The Emperor Yan stared at Fang Lin, his expression extremely solemn.

"I found one thing." Yan Huang said very seriously.

Fang Lin felt a little nervous when he saw him like this. What did Yan Huang discover? Is it related to yourself?

I saw the Emperor Yan take a deep breath and looked directly at Fang Lin: "I found that you look better than me!"

Fang Lin: "····"

If this guy hadn't walked out of the flame gate, Fang Lin really wanted to punch him directly.

After holding back for a long time, this is what you wanted to say with a serious look?

Fang Lin didn't know whether to laugh or not, his expression was complicated and entangled.

"Ahem, just kidding, but your kid is really good-looking. I guess many little girls outside like you?" Yan Huang laughed.

Fang Lin looked helpless: "Senior, didn't you say that there is not much time? There is still time to gossip?"

The Emperor Yan scratched his head, and seemed to feel that at this time, it seemed that these untuned things seemed a little unfocused.

"Well, let’s get down to business, I’m dead, as you can see, only the eight ancient lamps of the God of Flames can be awakened to my spirit. I don’t want to talk about the things that happened back then. Now I want to ask you, how many martial arts are there in the outside world at this moment?" Yan Huang asked.

When Fang Lin heard this, he didn't know why he asked so, and then he shook his head and said: "Since the death of the ancients, no Wu Zun has appeared again."

When Yan Huang heard this, his brows suddenly wrinkled, and his face was full of confusion.

"It shouldn't be, where's Fang Qingye? Where is Houyi? Isn't there anymore?" Yan Huang asked~IndoMTL.com~Fang Lin still shook his head, of course, he concealed his father Fang Qingye Still on this matter.

"Huh? There is no such thing as a Wu Zun? So, did things fail back then?" Yan Huang was restless and looked a little worried.

Fang Lin looked at him and was about to speak, but saw Emperor Yan suddenly look at Fang Lin's eyes.

"You kid didn't tell the truth. I clearly felt the breath of Fang Qingye and Mo Shouhei in your body." Yan Huang said with an expression that saw Fang Lin completely through.

"By coincidence, the juniors became the heirs of the Supreme Temple and got the things left by Fang Qingye. That's why they have the breath of these two martial arts." Fang Lin said, his expression was very calm. , No flaws were revealed.

The Emperor Yan looked at Fang Lin with suspicion and touched his chin.

"If I read correctly, you look like a person."

ps: The first one is here, I got up earlier today