Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

one year later.

Wei Yang is already at the peak of the Six-Star Dou Wang, and is not too far away from the Seven-Star Dou King.

And Xian'er was already at the peak of the Nine-Star Fighting King.

Even Qinglin is a three-star fighter, having practiced the Xuan-level low-level non-attribute skills that Wei Yang prepared for her.

On this day, Wei Yang was also preparing to officially start devouring the Black Sun Burning Sky Flame.

Dusk.

In the cave, after having dinner with the two girls, Wei Yang said, "Tonight, I am going to swallow the strange fire."

When Xian'er and Qing Lin heard this, their bodies trembled slightly, and they couldn't help but have a trace of worry in their eyes.

"Is it finally going to start?" the two girls thought to themselves.

Although they have great confidence in Wei Yang and have been mentally prepared for it, they are still worried at this moment.

Devouring strange fire is very dangerous!

Even the alien fire that has been tamed.

Just because the first impression of the Black Sun Burning Sky Flame a year ago and its power when it broke out were really fresh in their memories.

But they knew that Wei Yang had made a lot of preparations and sacrificed a lot for this day, and there was no way he would back down.

Therefore, they didn't say much.

"Brother Yang, be careful."

"Master, be careful."

They said with a smile.

When Wei Yang saw this, he nodded with a smile, hugged them into his arms, rubbed their hair, and said, "Don't worry, I won't fail. I'm very sure, the chance of success is at least 80%."

"Yeah." Both women nodded.

…

Night falls.

As the sun sets in the west, the heat in the desert begins to recede rapidly.

A bright moon slowly rose from the sky, and its cold moonlight fell, bringing coldness to the desert.

In front of the cave, Xian'er and Qing Lin had no intention of practicing. They stood there, looking into the distance. A few miles away, they saw the tall black figure sitting on the top of the hill, bathed in the cold moonlight.

Wei Yang sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. He was not practicing, but completely letting go of his mind, in an ethereal state that seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping.

He is adjusting his own condition, and wants to adjust his energy and spirit to the peak state.

Devouring strange fire, there must be no room for negligence.

The cold moonlight bathed him, as if covering him with a layer of silver gauze.

The reason why he chose to devour the strange fire outside at night was to use the environment to increase his chance of success.

At this time, the temperature outside had suddenly dropped to more than 20 degrees below zero.

Woohoo~

A gust of cold wind roared in, blowing Wei Yang's hair and waking him up from his ethereal state.

got windy.

Wei Yang suddenly woke up, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and his whole person looked full of energy.

Then he opened his mouth and spit out, and a black sun the size of a fist was spit out from his mouth and suspended in the void in front of him.

Hei Ri's body also began to expand rapidly, and in an instant he became the size of a washbasin, with black flames burning and jumping on the surface.

Suddenly, the cold was dissipated and the surrounding temperature became warmer.

Wei Yang gently wiped the ring with his fingers and took out a small, slightly transparent jade bottle. In the jade bottle, a blood-colored elixir the size of a dragon's eye was lying quietly, faintly emitting a faint red halo.

The light shines through the surface of the bottle, allowing Wei Yang to vaguely see that the blood-colored elixir in the bottle has some shadows inside. As the jade bottle shakes slightly, the elixir is also rotating, and there seems to be liquid inside the elixir. Swinging.

This blood-colored elixir is one of the essential items for swallowing strange fire: Blood Lotus Pill!

Originally, Wei Yang didn't need the Blood Lotus Pill. After all, he didn't need to draw the strange fire.

But he didn't think about saving.

Because Blood Lotus Pill can not only protect the skin on the body from being burned by strange fire, but also protect the muscles and veins in the body.

And it itself has a very good healing effect.

After putting the Blood Lotus Pill aside, Wei Yang took out a white jade box the size of a washbasin from the Najie.

As the white jade box landed on the smooth stone surface in front of him, a faint cold air suddenly spread on the stone surface, and a thin layer of frost condensed and covered the stone surface.

Opening the jade box, it was surrounded by layers of ice. In the center of the ice, a snow-white jade vase was properly placed inside. A faint white cold mist lingered around the jade vase, giving it a mysterious look. An ethereal feeling.

As the lid of the jade box was opened, the faint cold mist also rose, causing the temperature nearby to drop sharply.

What is contained in this snow-white jade bottle is the Ice Spirit Cold Spring!

Finally, Wei Yang took out the last necessary thing to swallow the alien fire: Naling!

This is a gray stone about the size of a thumb. It is as smooth as jade without any flaws. It looks like a gem.

In the heart of the stone, a little light blue glinting light slowly squirmed in it, like a firefly sealed in amber, still possessing vitality.

"Naling, given my situation, I probably won't be able to use it." Wei Yang muttered.

The Zihuo of the Black Sun Burning Sky Flame was refined in his body, and all his fighting energy was tainted with its aura.

And after this year of careful training, Zihuo's power has also been upgraded from the peak power of a great fighting master to the peak power of a fighting spirit.

The main fire has also been tamed by him for a long time, and after getting along with him for this year, he has become very familiar with it.

Therefore, the main fire no longer resisted him at all, but became closer and closer.

The main fire is the peak power of the Dou Wang, and Wei Yang is the six-star Dou King. The two sides are also about the same level.

"Get ready." Wei Yang casually put Na Ling aside.

Whether it is available and whether it is used are two different things.

Then, he took a deep breath and looked at the black sun floating not far in front of him.

"Black Sun Burning Sky Flame, come on, merge with me, become a part of me..." Wei Yang murmured.

The black sun trembled slightly, and the flames danced, as if responding, but they seemed very hazy and ignorant.

With its low intelligence, it didn't know what Wei Yang was talking about. With its simple consciousness, it only knew that Wei Yang was communicating with itself, so it responded excitedly.

…

"let's start!"

In Wei Yangmei's heart, the majestic soul power surged out, quickly invading into the black sun, and once again came to the small world composed entirely of black flames.

In the center of the small world, a black sphere the size of a fist is floating there quietly, like a newborn, dazzling and immature!

This is the origin of the Black Sun Burning Sky Flame!

Wei Yang's soul power swarmed up, wrapped it up, and then pulled it out.

Outside, a black sun floats quietly, releasing a faint light.

At this moment, a sphere the size of a fist, emitting pure black light, with pure black flames swirling on its surface, was forcibly pulled out of the black sun's body.

The moment the fist-sized black ball was pulled out, it seemed a little dazed, stunned, and seemed to be in a daze.

He suddenly appeared in the outside world and left his body, just like a person whose soul was forcefully pulled out of his body and exposed to the air outside his body.

It instinctively feels fear and loses its body, making it very insecure.

Then, it instinctively resisted.

Even though its intelligence was very low, it still resisted instinctively.

The fist-sized black ball trembled, trying to return to his body, but Wei Yang's soul power tightly bound it, and instead pulled it gradually away from the black sun.

At the same time, Wei Yang also constantly communicated with it with his soul, trying to soothe its uneasy and fearful mood.

He suddenly felt a sense of guilt emerging in his mind.

But this feeling was quickly shaken off by him shaking his head.

Devouring strange fire, that's what it is!

At this time, there can be no trace of womanly kindness.