What he originally thought could be held in the palm of his hand, whatever he was allowed to hold, completely detached from his control, and it skyrocketed in a way he could not understand!

This feeling?

Since the **** poor bug that was an eye-catcher disappeared that day, it has never appeared again!

But now, it has once again exploded and returned in a way of ten times, a hundred times, and countless times! !

Long Qianqiu's hands clasped tightly subconsciously, with blue veins bulging at his neck!

"Calm... I want to calm down..."

"This is just an accident..."

"His life and death are already under my control..."

"No one can escape my calculations!"

"The **** Fang Qingyang from the past can't do it, and Ye Wuque in front of him...no, either!!"

Long Qianqiu desperately suppressed the emotions in his heart, trying to calm himself down.

Just now!

A cold catkin suddenly leaned over, gently grasped Long Qianqiu's hand which had been tightly held, and gently stroked it.

Long Qianqiu trembled suddenly, then turned his head and suddenly saw Wenren blowing blood, who was looking at him tenderly.

At this moment, Long Qianqiu suddenly calmed down. He pulled out a faint smile and said: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"You are very unhappy..."

Wenren opened his mouth like blood.

Holding Long Qianqiu's hand, then her indifferent eyes looked at Ye Wuque on the altar, and continued to speak to Long Qianqiu: "Let's kill him."

Long Qianqiu was taken aback!

He looked at Wenren blowing blood, and his eyes slowly revealed a touch of gentleness. He also held Wenren's cold little hand that was blowing blood, and then softly voiced: "It makes you worried."

"It's okay, I will take care of it."

"His life is actually in my hands. The reason why he is so powerful now is that I didn't want his life."

"I just wanted to see how deep he was hiding. To be honest, it was beyond my expectation."

"It's been a long, long time since I met such an interesting person."

Wen Ren blew blood and withdrew her gaze, she continued to pass through indifferently: "Killing is always the simplest and most direct way."

"let me do it."

Long Qianqiu smiled and said, "It's natural to kill him, but it's a pity."

"I can now fully affirm that there must be some kind of secret in him, not just the inheritance of the heavenly king."

"A person who has just entered the ancient alliance of the gods in less than a year has become a spirit son!"

"Think about the things he did. Which one is not jaw-dropping and shocking?"

"In this world, it is impossible to have such a terrifying genius just by aptitude and talent!"

"Never possible!"

"Any so-called genius, aptitude and perception are only superficial things that are used to scare people into pretending to be forced. In the final analysis, they are simply good luck, strong luck, and get the good luck of others' dreams. "

"Blow blood, did you forget that guy?"

"Isn't it the most typical example?"

"Lost luck, losing the luck that is beyond ordinary people, not even a dog."

Speaking of this, Long Qianqiu's eyes burst into a terrible magic light!

"I'm the genius who likes this kind of'strong luck' the most!"

"Because they are the best food in themselves."

"Really, really, it's been a long time since there was such a delicious meal delivered to me..."

"I want to enjoy it slowly, don't worry..."

Wenren blew blood and looked at Long Qianqiu. Hearing what he said, there was no superfluous expression in his beautiful eyes. He just continued to speak indifferently and replied: "It doesn't matter, you are happy."

In the words, hearing people blowing blood seemed to have an unreasonable self-confidence and randomness. It seemed that in her eyes, a single word could make Ye Wuque, who was arrogant and could not get up, was just an ant.

As long as she wants to, it can be destroyed.

For this, Long Qianqiu didn't seem to doubt at all.

The boiling atmosphere lasted for more than ten breaths, and finally calmed down again.

The first seat of Luan Xu and the first seat of Bingming looked at Ye Wuque at the moment, with a faint smile in their eyes.

As the first person, how can they be unhappy when they see such an amazingly talented soul in the ancient league?

The first seat of Qingyuan's gaze has been concentrated on Ye Wuque's body, his face is not real, but a faint inexplicable smile surges in those eyes.

Next moment!

The voice of Luan Xu's first seat sounded again.

"The quasi-spirit cotyledon has no shortage, enter the holy fire, and receive the baptism!!"

This time, no one spoke again, all staring excitedly at Ye Wuque on the altar.

The one who had been standing with his hand finally took his steps and walked slowly towards the blazing silver flame.

Immediately, under the eyes of everyone, Ye Wuque stepped directly into the holy fire, and was swallowed by the silver flame in an instant.

Everyone is waiting quietly, with some expectations.

As we all know, the coronation flame is not only a symbol of ceremony, but also a test of the will of the soul.

After being enveloped by the Holy Fire, the stronger the mind and will, the sooner it will come out.

This is the case for the coronation of the quasi-lingzi, and the same is true for the coronation of the lingzi.

Of course, the silver sacred fire crowned by Lingzi contains terrifying refinement power, which requires extremely high spiritual will and is extremely difficult to pass.

In the second seat, Yin Sheng smiled and looked at Ye Wuque, who had been completely enveloped by the holy fire, and said: "How long do you say Wuwei will take this time? He was before the coronation of the quasi-spirit..."

Yin Sheng's voice stopped immediately.

On the altar!

Within the blazing silver flame, Ye Wuque's figure slowly walked out of it, and then the flame began to go out silently!

The audience became silent again!

Is this done? ?

how long?

Two breaths, or one breath?

boom!

The entire Coronation Square became boiling again!

All the second seats and the three first seats also showed a smile.

this moment.

Ye Wuque was independent of the altar, and the contraction of the silver sacred flame behind him finally hovered over Ye Wuque's head, jumping!

With a squeak, the identity plate belonging to Ye Wuque suddenly flew out at this moment, as if sensing something, it fell directly into the silver sacred flame and began to be wrapped, and at the same time an ancient majesty appeared!

"Ye Wuque succeeded in being crowned as a spiritual son through the holy fire!"

"Lingzi authority, perfect injection."

As Luan Xu's first seat spoke again, the identity plate on the top of Ye Wuque's head that was wrapped in the silver sacred flame bloomed with a dazzling silver brilliance, and at the same time it shone towards Ye Wuque below, wrapping him.

Ye Wuque turned into a true silver god, full of ancient majesty, and full of visual impact.

But at the moment!

In the depths of Yu Ye Wuque's eyes, there was a glimmer of light! !

Because he clearly perceives that the moment he was covered with silver light after he obtained the perfect spiritual power, the ancient talisman from one of Fang Qingyang's relics in Yuanyang Ring started to get hot!