Chapter 563

The golden flame was burning on Song Fei's fist. The mana of the two war clan Yuanying strongmen was inexplicably burned after contacting Song Fei's golden flame.

There was a flash of surprise on their faces, but before they could act again, Song Fei's two fists had broken their magic, and then pinched their throats.

For friar Yuanying, the combat power did not disappear much after losing his body. Therefore, at the moment, all the power is gathered in Yuanying. As long as Yuanying is immortal, he can maintain the peak power state.

Therefore, after being locked in the throat, the two strong soldiers of the war clan won't care at all. They immediately run their mana and are ready to give Song Fei a thunder blow.

Song Fei's golden flame immediately spread along their throat and rushed to the position of the two Yuanying. In an instant, the two war clan experts issued a sad cry.

"This? What kind of flame is this?" Yang qiandie cultivates the real fire of the sun. Naturally, she can feel that the golden flame emerging from Song Fei is very extraordinary, and there is a feeling of unspeakable and unknown in her heart.

Yangda trembled excitedly. His eyes stared at Song Fei like crazy believers who saw the LORD God. Although he had never seen the golden flame, Yangda was immersed in the cultivation of the sun's true fire for thousands of years. How could he not know the flame from the same source.

These are the layers behind the real fire of the sun.

Without help, Yangda, a man who didn't care about death, suddenly burst into tears.

"Uncle Da, what's the matter with you?" Yang fanshuang asked in some confusion. He looked at the two war clan elders pinched by Song Fei and whispered, "what a powerful man, but isn't he a Yang clan? How can the color of the flame be different from us."

"Fool." Yangda sobbed, "this is the son of the sun. This flame is the flame after the evolution of the sun's true fire we have always dreamed of."

After saying that, Yangda knelt in the void, faced the sky with tears, and said excitedly, "ancestors, thank you for your blessing. We finally waited for the arrival of the son of the sun."

"Son of the sun?" Yang qiandie and Yang fanshuang couldn't help reading these four words. Suddenly, an incredible look poured out on their faces.

The son of the sun has always been a mythical existence of the people. People have always imagined that at the moment when the sun fruit is ripe, an immortal figure will come in the eyes of the world and sweep around.

But I didn't expect to meet the characters of the whole Yang family who have been waiting for thousands of years under such an ordinary encounter, which is really hard to think of for the first time.

However, Yang qiandie looked at the two old men who had become depressed in Song Fei's hands, and looked at Song Fei, a young figure similar to his cultivation, as if he slowly combined him with the legendary characters.

In addition to the son of the sun, who can easily sweep the two Yuanying peak strongmen of the war clan when they just come.

Song Fei still sweeps with his spiritual cultivation, which makes Yang qiandie and Yang fanshuang feel unreal.

The heads of the two old men of the war clan drooped weakly on Song Fei's arms. They still said to Song Fei with strong pride: "young man of the Yang clan, you have great potential, but do you want to kill the elders of the war clan?"

Song Fei's mouth aroused a cruel sneer and said with a meaningful smile, "Oh? Continue?"

The old man of the war clan had a proud smile on his face. Although he was depressed, his smile was very bright: "I will ask Yangxia mountain of the Yang clan to hand you over and imprison you. Otherwise, even if we consume a lot, we will destroy the Yang clan."

"I see." after Song Fei finished, an extremely fierce flame suddenly burst on his arms, and the golden flame confused the eyes of the strong fighters of the war clan.

"You, how dare you really kill us? Ah!" in their frightened and unbelievable expressions, the two strong men who run amok in this space turned into nothingness in an instant, and even the ashes were not left.

The other three friars of the war clan saw this behind the scenes and immediately turned into three streamers and ran in three directions.

"Don't let them run away." Yang Da drank and took the lead in flying to one of the friars in the spirit realm of the war clan.

However, Qilin's speed is faster than him. When the three people just moved, Song Fei issued a killing order. Qilin immediately caught up with one of them like a black lightning. With a gentle step of his feet, a spiritual monk turned into flesh and blood and exploded.

Then, Kirin quickly caught up with the other two. Three monks who escaped in three directions were all destroyed in an instant.

The terrible speed stunned the three of Yang da.

"This, what monster is this? It's so terrible." Yang qiandie's eyes were dull and startled.

Yangda suddenly reacted and said, "this monster is very similar to the legendary Kirin. It should have Kirin blood. It looks so terrible that his blood should be very close to his ancestors."

After hearing Yang Da's words, Qilin, who came back at the moment, shook his head with disdain. Although it was true that he was a unicorn before, now he is a genuine unicorn. This Terran has no eyes.

Song Fei came step by step. At the moment, Yangda and his three men immediately returned to their senses. When they looked at Song Fei, they were full of enthusiasm, expectation and some unbelievable.

Yang qiandie took the lead in flying to Song Fei, looked at Song Fei with her beautiful eyes and said, "son of the sun, you have finally come?"

Song Fei frowns slightly, son of the sun? Does the turtle son of the sun want to take advantage of me? Song Fei is a little upset about the title of the son of the sun.

From the expressions of the three Yangda people, Song Fei saw that they seemed to have a trace of enthusiasm for the son of the sun. Therefore, Song Fei didn't call him the son of the sun, but said with a smile: "where are the other people of the Yang family? Take me to see them."

He is weak now, and it may be because of cultivating the true fire of the sun. Song Fei has a natural sense of closeness to these Yang people, but he does not exclude their closeness to himself.

And if you can, maybe you can have a group of allies to cultivate the sun's true fire.

This is a great event. No one can understand the horror of the sun's true fire better than Song Fei. Just the golden flame can burst out extremely powerful combat effectiveness. In the spiritual realm, you can abuse Yuanying, and in Yuanying, you can resist the mysterious realm. The golden flame alone breaks the cognition of the cultivation world, not to mention the terrible destructive power when the color of the flame rises again.

There are four colors: green, cyan, blue and purple. Now it's only the third level. If you cultivate to the purple level, you can't imagine how terrible it will be.

If the people of Yang nationality can increase the flame intensity, not to mention others, even if it is raised to orange, it is equivalent to the existence of the skill above the ground level. If it is raised to gold, it is equivalent to the sky level. It would be a terrible power if a race could understand most of heaven level Kung Fu, let alone gold is just the beginning.

Therefore, Song Fei's heart is also vaguely hot. Some can't wait to see the people of Yang nationality to see if everyone can cultivate a higher level of fire as he imagined.

"OK, please follow me. We have been waiting for you for too long." Yang Da's tone is still very excited.

Waiting for me too long? It's not the wrong person. Song Fei muttered in his heart. He followed Yang Da quietly on his face. The party turned into a streamer and shot in the direction of Yang nationality.

A mountain range full of active volcanoes. From time to time, there are flames emerging in the crater, and even ruptured crater magma gushing out, trickling like a river.

In the middle of the large volcano is the area where the Yang nationality is located. This is a very hot village. The air is full of the smell of flame, as if it were like a flame spirit, living closely with the flame.

In the middle of the village is a big tree bearing the fruit of the sun. At the moment, the fruit of the sun is already red like a red flame. The light and heat emanating from it are more like a small sun, which makes people feel the essence of the sun's fruits from a distance.

This is the belief of the Yang people, the whole life of the people, and the meaning of their life.

As the surrounding hot energy continues to extend into the sun fruit, bursts of strange fragrance come to the nostrils, and the heart of Yangxia mountain, which is closest to the sun fruit, is even more excited.

Whether the people can stand up is whether the sun fruit can usher in the son of the sun as expected by their ancestors.

At this moment, all the people above the foundation of the Yang family are all around the sun fruit, closely guarding the sun fruit, and will never let anyone steal the sun fruit at this critical moment.

As the red radiance shoots out from the sun fruit, the faces of the people become red. The Yang people who have been waiting silently become more serious.

It's just that everyone's face can't help but have an expression of desire, expectation, and even fanaticism.

It has been handed down for 100000 years and has experienced legends for decades. It will be announced at the moment when the sun fruit matures.

In the spotlight, the sun fruit suddenly burst into dazzling light. Outside the whole red fruit, the peel fell off, the red color disappeared, and turned into a color like the sun.

At this moment, it has really become a small sun, emitting light and heat and unique terror.

Sun fruit, finally ripe.

However, at this time, a fiery red figure shot from the distant sky, passed through the defensive array of Yang nationality and fell in front of Xiashan mountain in Changyang nationality.

Yang Da said excitedly, "patriarch, the son of the sun is coming."

Yangxia mountain's body trembled inexplicably.