Chapter 339 Yan Huang Recognizes His Master

The elders of the Zhao family are almost going crazy. Just now, four great emperors fell, and the Yuanpin beads on them disappeared.

They don't care much about the lives of the four great emperors. If they die, they die. Anyway, they are just collateral bloodlines. But the Yuanpin beads cannot be lost. Not to mention four Yuanpin beads, even one Yuanpin bead is a big deal, which is a huge loss that the Zhao family cannot afford.

"At the beginning, I opposed giving the Yuanpin beads to these collateral bloodlines. These people are useless. Look, now something has really happened!"

"Now is not the time to discuss this. We must find the four Yuanpin beads back, otherwise no one can afford it."

"Let Zhao San go. I believe that his strength is enough to deal with the troubles in the martial world."

"There is only this way. You and I can't leave at the critical moment. We can only let Zhao San take action!"

Zhao San, this name sounds as casual as Zhang San and Li Si, as if he is an insignificant person.

However, only the top leaders of the Zhao family knew what this name meant. Those who could be named with numbers in the Xuanhuang Zhao family were all the best of the Zhao family.

The Zhao family rose for ten thousand years, and there were only eight people in the Zhao family who could be named with numbers. The order of numbers represented their strengths and weaknesses. The name Zhao San meant that he ranked third in the Zhao family and was above all the strong men in the Zhao family.

Except for Zhao Yi and Zhao Er, who rarely showed up, he was the strongest man in the Zhao family.

"Third Ancestor, the Great Ancestor and the Second Ancestor have a letter for you!" A great emperor of collateral bloodline knelt on his knees, kneeling outside the door with his hands holding a letter.

Although this person was only a collateral bloodline, he was also a great emperor after all. Zhao San's majesty could make a great emperor kneel down and ask for an audience.

"Got it!" The door suddenly opened, and the letter disappeared out of thin air.

"A bunch of trash!" Suddenly there was an angry shout in the room, and the emperor kneeling on the ground had a shock in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Third Ancestor, calm down, Third Ancestor, calm down!" The emperor kowtowed repeatedly in fear, and blood appeared on the heavy bluestone slab!

"Humph, I have been in seclusion for many years, and the son of the Zhao family has become so unbearable. The great emperor can't even keep the Xuanpin Pearl!" A red boot stepped on the shoulder of the emperor.

"Since the eldest and second brothers are asking for it, then I can only go out for a walk. I need someone to serve tea and water. You just follow me." Zhao San, who was dressed in a blood-stained robe, kicked the emperor down with one foot.

"Thank you, Third Ancestor, thank you, Third Ancestor!" The emperor was as if he had been pardoned, and his life was saved.

The realm of the emperor may be glorious in the eyes of outsiders, and it is also high and mighty in the eyes of the Zhao family warriors. However, only these emperors know that the ones who really have a say in the Zhao family are not these seemingly glorious emperors, but the eight ancestors who dominate the Zhao family.

If the eight ancestors tell you to live, you live, and if they tell you to die, you can only die!

Not to mention that he is only a side-line emperor of the Zhao family, even if he is a direct emperor, he will die if he angers the ancestor.

Each of the eight ancestors of the Zhao family has unique skills, and their strength is far beyond the reach of ordinary emperors. They are the confidence of the Zhao family to dominate the world.

The third ancestor Zhao San is the most brutal among the eight ancestors. It is said that he loves blood. His blood robe is really dyed red with blood. Countless warriors died in his hands. Even several emperors of the Zhao family were killed by him because they disobeyed his will.

"It just so happens that my "Blood Prison Shura Gong" has reached the great perfection realm. This time, I will go on a killing spree in the martial world!" Zhao San laughed excitedly, and the scarlet blood-colored true essence rose up.

Qin Feng held the black key, and the black key shone with black light.

"Boom!" The Jiwu Secret Realm shook violently, and all the warriors in the Jiwu Secret Realm were forcibly teleported out.

"What's going on? Is the secret realm going to collapse?"

"I just found the trick. I'm about to defeat him. Why did he teleport me out?"

For a moment, the warriors who entered the Jiwu Secret Realm were furious, but their anger was useless. Qin Feng didn't care about them at all.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The space of the Jiwu Secret Realm was shattered bit by bit. The Jiwu Secret Realm was shrinking, shrinking under the black light of the key.

Accompanied by a flash of black light, a black pagoda appeared in Qin Feng's hand, the Jiwu Trial Tower!

The Jiwu Trial Tower is the body of the Jiwu Secret Realm, an imperial weapon made by the Martial Emperor himself.

Although it was originally made to give the martial world a trial place, he invited many friends to inject power into this Jiwu Trial Tower. This Jiwu Trial Tower is an integrated attack and defense, and it is a powerful existence that is enough to rank in the top 100 among the many imperial weapons ten thousand years ago.

If it weren't for the Jiwu Trial Tower, Qin Feng wouldn't have bothered to go to the ninth floor of the Jiwu Secret Realm to get the key!

The moment the Jiwu Trial Tower came out, Yan Huang, who had been sleeping and waiting underground, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Jiwu Trial Tower, it's the master, the master is back!" Yan Huang excitedly roared, and the vast Nine Heavens Brilliant Flame gushed out from the ground.

The warriors in the martial world looked at the Nine Heavens Brilliant Flame rising into the sky in horror. The terrifying flame seemed to burn the world to ashes.

Those fierce beasts who broke free from the shackles of the Martial Emperor and did whatever they wanted in the martial world also looked at the flame in horror.

The weak Zhu Yan's eyes were full of horror: "It's him, he's going to be born, who made him so angry?"

Zhu Yan could not forget the tragic experience of being beaten by Yan Huang. She and Heige teamed up to fight Yan Huang, but Yan Huang was much stronger than they imagined. If it weren't for Heige's desperate fight, she would have been killed by Yan Huang ten thousand years ago.

The most terrifying thing is that Yan Huang did not kill her at that time. If Yan Huang wanted to kill her, even Heige might not be able to save her.

Yan Huang has been sleeping all these years, almost ignoring the disputes in the martial world. As long as no one stepped into Yan Huang's territory, Yan Huang would not bother to pay attention.

However, now Yan Huang has erupted with a power that everyone is afraid of. This power is so terrifying that Yan Huang, who has been sleeping for ten thousand years, has become even stronger.

"Yan Huang, he is still alive!" Qin Feng put away the Jiwu Trial Tower and smiled slightly at the Nine Heavens Flame that burned the sky.

The warriors in the martial world saw a scene they would never forget. A terrifying monster emerged from the ground. It spread its wings that covered the sky and the sun, and terrifying flames gushed out of the monster.

A few unlucky people happened to pass by the sky when Yan Huang emerged from the ground. Their bodies evaporated before they even touched the Nine Heavens Brilliant Flame.

That was a martial artist in the Law Heaven Realm, and he couldn't even resist the residual heat of the flame.

The Taoist master who was chasing the Black Water Mystic Snake suddenly stopped and looked at the sky that was burned through: "What a terrible breath!"

"Shouldn't this breath be very familiar?" Old Man Tianji took out two scrolls, and two names appeared on the scrolls.

Jiwu Trial Tower, Yan Huang!

These two names appeared on the Emperor Weapon List and the Great Emperor List respectively!

Jiwu Trial Tower ranked 133rd on the Emperor Weapon List, and Yan Huang ranked 35th on the Great Emperor List!

"Both of these are related to the Martial Emperor back then. After the Martial Emperor fell and the Martial Realm disappeared, these two disappeared from the list. Now they appear on the list again. It's strange!" Old Man Tianji shook his head.

The Taoist master slashed with a sword, and the frantically fleeing Black Water Mystic Snake had another wound on its body: "Even Old Man Tianji has a time when he can't figure it out?"

"Shame on you, shame on you!" Old Man Tianji smiled helplessly.

"Does this mean that the Martial Emperor will come back?" The Taoist master's expression suddenly became extremely solemn.

Back then, the Martial Emperor's suppression of the heavens did make the warriors of the Ten Thousand Realms breathless, but that period of time was also the most glorious time for the human race.

After the fall of the Martial Emperor, the major forces of the human race rose. The human race entered an era of a hundred schools of thought, and one powerful force after another gained a foothold in the Ten Thousand Realms.

Behind this seemingly prosperous situation, there is a huge crisis. The human race seems to have become stronger, but its control over the Ten Thousand Realms has weakened. Some realms originally occupied by the human race have gradually been occupied by other races.

If the Emperor was still alive, who would dare to challenge the human race without fear of death!

However, once the Emperor died, this absolute suppression power no longer existed. Although the human race was powerful, it lost that absolute control and could only retreat under the encroachment of the myriad races.

This time, the return of the demon race dealt a fatal blow to the human race. With the help of the power of the demon race, the myriad races saw the weakness of the human race.

Although these old guys are still here, the new generation of warriors is too disappointing. Who would have thought that the human race would decline to this extent in just ten thousand years?

If the Emperor had not died, if the Emperor could return, perhaps he could change this situation.

However, the Taoist master also knew that this was all extravagant hope. The Emperor was dead, and he had been dead for ten thousand years. It was impossible for him to come back.

Old Man Tianji shook his head: "It's impossible. He was completely dead back then, and there was not even a trace of residual soul left."

Yan Huang looked around nervously. He was praying, praying that the familiar figure would appear in front of him.

However, he was disappointed. Although there were many warriors in the martial world, there was no trace of him.

"Ah!" Yan Huang wailed in pain. He had waited for more than 10,000 years. Just now, he thought he had waited for his master, but when he crawled out, he was disappointed.

"Yan Huang..." Qin Feng sighed secretly, pinched a seal, and Qin Feng's voice appeared in Yan Huang's mind.

This is the power of the blood covenant. Emperor Wu and Yan Huang made a blood covenant back then. This is a contract that binds the soul.

Although he only had a wisp of residual soul left back then, and had undergone a transformation under the burning of the eternal fire, the power of the blood covenant would not disappear.

Yan Huang trembled violently: "Master, is it you? Master, where are you?"

"Follow your feeling and you will find me!" Qin Feng smiled slightly.

Yan Huang looked in the direction of his feeling, and a strange figure appeared in his sight. He didn't look like his master at all, but he had a feeling that this was his master.

"Master, you... are so weak!" Yan Huang looked at Qin Feng in disbelief. He was at the first level of the Fa Tian realm. How could his master be so weak?

"It's a long story. Find a place to reshape your body. Your huge body is not suitable for following me." Qin Feng said helplessly. This Yan Huang was too direct.

"Okay, Master!" Yan Huang flapped his wings and flew into the sky. A ball of flame gushed out of his big mouth. With the cover of the flame, Yan Huang's body quickly shrank and turned into a beam of fire and rushed in front of Qin Feng.