Yan Boyuan condensed a fireball in his hand, which he had demonstrated before at the door, but it melted in his hand without throwing it out. "Grandpa Xian, do you think this is okay?"

Yan Youcheng nodded affirmatively, stroking his dispensable beard, and said with focused eyes: "Yes, yes, you have reached the third level of skill requirements, but you still have to practice hard, you have to master this

The power of the fireball is compressed to the size of a grain of rice." Speaking of rice, Yan You couldn't help but licked his lips. This kind of thing that comes from the low is only brought to us when a traveler passes by one day.

of.

I recalled in my heart that the boy and a woman came out of the mountain alone at that time, and our suppression and defense had no psychedelic effect on him. After they entered the camp, they talked with me and gave me a small bag of rice.

It was said that if you plant this in the ground, you can have a lot of food. You no longer have to hunt and kill animals all the time. But we didn't listen. We just added water, boiled it and ate it. It was sweet in the mouth, and there was still a trace of it after chewing it carefully.

Aftertaste. Every elder has an unforgettable taste for this food.

If Zhang Qiang and others heard this, they would think that this very common thing here is actually a good delicacy to them, but they don't know.

"Is that so? Let me try it hard." Yan Boyuan used a lot of force to compress the fireball in his hand based on the original size. I have used my maximum strength, and it is only a little smaller than before.

It is still far from the requirements.

"Just practice more like this, and at the same time strengthen your training. It's fake and urgent. I hope you can come here later, or come back when I'm not around."

"This old man finally spoke human language." Wang Yun muttered to herself.

"Now I will teach you the secret method of the fourth level, which can condense the form of a dragon. The key to whether you can control the flame dragon is whether the flame dragon you condense is the same as that dragon. If it is the same or basically close to it,

The flame you create will be absorbed by it, and then the compressed power will be released. Come closer, and I will tell you the condensed secret method."

A surprised expression appeared on Yan Boyuan's face: "How is this possible? Is this true?"

"You can just go. In fact, the dragon was controlled by me before, and then I was poisoned and died. Follow this method and keep concentrating. Remember, your flames will never hurt you.

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"Great-grandson, the fire dragon you fought before was really powerful. Many of our souls have begun to gain consciousness, and all the souls here will support you unconditionally."

"We will also support you." Zhang Qiang was the first to express his attitude, followed by several others.

"Well, I don't want you to get involved in the internal conflicts of our Fire Tribe. Besides, the dangers you will encounter later are definitely life-or-death. You have saved my life, and I don't want you to take risks again for me."

"Since we dare to come here to do business, we are definitely not just ordinary people. Don't worry, we have the ability to protect ourselves."

"That's great, Bo'er, give me your left hand."

When he was about to touch Yan Youcheng's palm, he felt huge waves of power coming from him. In the eyes of others, this kind of power was transported to Yan Boyuan's body like a ribbon. It only took a few breaths.

, Yan Youcheng's figure basically began to become transparent.

"Grandpa Zeng, what are you doing? Stop, I don't need you to do this. I will practice hard on my own."

"This is the last thing Grandpa Zeng can give you. It can save you at the critical moment of your life. This is my last strength."

The tears in Yan Boyuan's eyes could no longer be held. He thought of how when he was a child, Grandpa Zeng would hug him and play with him, and he even peed on Grandpa Zeng. At that time, he didn't want anyone, so he desperately wanted to remember him.

He loved him. He couldn't hide his love for his great-grandson. Every time, he would put down his family work to play with him. His face was crying like a man in tears, "Grandpa Zeng, I will always remember you."

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"This is enough for me." As he spoke, his figure became extremely transparent, and any breath could blow him away.
Chapter completed!