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Chapter two thousand five hundred and sixteen you are not honored

 Xiao Yan was a little puzzled and didn't know what space it was. Xiao Yan was just curious and walked towards the figure.

Xiao Yan walked behind the figure. The figure was very thin and bony, as if it was at the end of his strength, but his arms spread out and he used all his strength to protect this spark.

"Are you... finally here?" A slightly hoarse voice came from the thin figure.

Xiao Yan was stunned and looked around. It seemed that he was the only one here except him, but Xiao Yan was not sure if this would be just an illusion.

"Senior... are you talking to me?"

The extremely thin figure did not speak, but carefully picked up the spark with both hands, stood up slowly, and then turned around.

When Xiao Yan saw this face, his body shook slightly, his mind was like a bell ringing, and Xiao Yan's eyes trembled, but Xiao Yan didn't know why he was trembling. Xiao Yan was very strange, but he was very familiar with this face.

"I seem to know you... but I can't remember it. Do we know you?" Looking at this thin face, Xiao Yan was in a daze, but he was inexplicably moved.

"Sir... It seems that your memory has not been fully restored. I have been waiting for you for a long time." The thin face said slowly, looking very weak.

"Sir? Someone has called me like this before. Can you tell me who the Sir?" Xiao Yan frowned slightly and asked. At this moment, many mysteries were lingering in his heart.

"The Lord of the Lord reincarnation, you need to go on this life's path by yourself, but I believe that one day you will come back. Now this heart of flame will return to you. With the Lord of the Lord, it will definitely turn into the brightest star in the three thousand worlds again!" Even though the thin figure staggered, looking at Xiao Yan's face, there seemed to be thousands of stars in his eyes.

"Are you ready...hold it..."

The thin figure held Mars and looked at Xiao Yan seriously. Xiao Yan's eyes were completely replaced by this wisp of Mars, but what reflected in Xiao Yan's eyes was not Mars, but a star, the brightest star in the world.

"Is this...heart of flame..."

Xiao Yan murmured, and at the same time, he stretched out his palm. Before he could get close to Mars, Xiao Yan's palm instantly turned into blood red. Xiao Yan grinned in pain immediately.

"The Lord grabbed it, this is the Mars of hope, it is almost extinguished..."

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth and forced his palm out. The pain surpassed everything. Xiao Yan saw that his palm was ignited. It was not his heavenly fire, but his flesh and blood were ignited. It was his flesh and blood burning at this moment!!

"Ahhh!" Xiao Yan screamed, the pain was unbearable.

Seeing this scene, the thin figure suddenly became dark in his eyes, and he murmured: "You... are not your master..."

Xiao Yan didn't know who the thin figure and the noble master mentioned by the God of Fighting in the Tianji Bao Pavilion was. Xiao Yan only knew that the thin figure was holding the sparks in his hands. It was probably the heart of flames he was looking for.

Xiao Yan didn't know that the space he was in at this moment was just a illusion or real, but Xiao Yan quickly reacted. This was not reality, but it should be similar to an illusion, because Xiao Yan could not take out the pill from the ring. Unless it was a spiritual body, it would be impossible for him to not be able to take out the real thing.

So Xiao Yan was able to confirm that what he was now was not reality, but just a illusion, but Xiao Yan quickly understood that this might be the opportunity given to him by the old man to see if he was qualified to become the master of the Heart of Fire.

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth and looked crazy in his eyes. Since this was an illusion, there was no such thing as death. So Xiao Yan, regardless of whether his palms were burning, he still stretched out his palm towards Mars with madness and persistence and grabbed it directly!

Hissing ~

A smell of roasted meat, black smoke emanated from Xiao Yan's palm. When he saw that his palm turned into blood, his skin and flesh were burned. Xiao Yan's palm revealed his bones, and the fleshless palm still grabbed the heart of the flame.

The perseverance and madness on Xiao Yan's face were even slightly stunned by the thin man holding Mars. Xiao Yan's appearance moved him a little.

"You are not its owner. Even if you burn it to ashes, you can't get it. Give it aside." The thin man said slowly.

"Senior... is it a masterless thing?" Xiao Yan endured the pain, gritted his teeth and asked.

The thin man nodded slowly, looking at Xiao Yan's appearance, his face full of pain, but when he heard his words, he smiled on the painful and crazy face.

"I don't know who the Lord is, but I am coming to the heart of the flame. Since it is a masterless thing, I will become its master!!" Xiao Yan grinned, with no fear in his eyes.

"This is a false illusion. You must know that if you die here, your soul will dissipate and you will really die here. You can think clearly!" The thin man reminded Xiao Yan again. After hearing this, Xiao Yan was obviously stunned. Facing life and death, no matter how strong the person in his heart is, he will be moved, and Xiao Yan is no exception.

Xiao Yan's palm was still burning only human bones, but only the saucy finger was not burned to ashes. Xiao Yan could not feel the human palm at all, and even the pain was weakened, because the pain was numb.

"Senior want me to give up?" Xiao Yan was unwilling.

"No... this is the spark of hope. My master told me that when the ninth generation master appeared, he came back. The eighth generation had already retired. The next generation... is the ninth generation. Only the master can take it away. If you are not, you can't take it away no matter what, and it will be burned to ashes." The thin man shook his head and told Xiao Yan.

"Is the master you are talking about... called the Lord?" Xiao Yan asked. When the thin man heard this, his eyes immediately shone with a gleam in his eyes and nodded seriously.

"Yes... I was once the strongest person in this Three Thousand Realms!!" The thin man's words were sonorous and powerful, and his eyes were full of passion.

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth. Now he had no clue. The strange shadows and fingers appeared on him, recalling what Geng Ping said to him before his death, Xiao Yan was shocked. Could it be... he is really the master in his mouth?

Xiao Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head. This was too nonsense. He came from the blue planet. Even though he had now fully integrated into this world, Xiao Yan had no impression of the Lord Shang.

"If I were the Lord... Then Mars had already surrendered to me, the strongest man in the Three Thousand Realms... Haha, even if I dreamed, I wouldn't dare to think so." Xiao Yan shook his head with a wry smile.

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