In fact, Xiao Yan's cultivation speed is already very terrifying. Of course, in this world, in addition to his own talent, there are also issues of opportunity.

The reason why Xiao Yan was at the peak of his life was that he had reached the God of Fighting in less than 20,000 years. Some people may not be able to reach the God of Fighting in their entire lives.

When Xiao Yan was fighting against the immortals, most of the people he met were fighting against the immortals. Now that Xiao Yan has become a fighting god, he is also a fighting god around him. This is not many fighting gods, nor many fighting gods.

But when you are in this state, you will find that both partners and enemies are on the same level as you.

And those who were once weaker than you or stronger than you are not on the same level as you. There is a mountain with a mountain scenery. Douxian can never imagine the power of Dou Shen. When he becomes a Dou Shen, he will never bow his head again.

Because of this, it is not that everyone around you is fighting gods, but that you have come to this mountain, and your vision and realm will change as you become stronger, and so will your enemies or friends.

Xiao Yan's life is destined to be ordinary. The former Master Painted the way for Xiao Yan, but after all, Xiao Yan still needs to go there personally.

Xiao Yueli's previous life, the King of Hades became stronger than Xiao Yan in a short time. Xiao Yan also thought about it, but he couldn't figure it out. He was the noble in his previous life. According to the principle, he should be like a genius, like a scorching sun.

The humiliation of Douqi Continent and the struggle of Doudi Continent until the crisis of Wuwu Sea was full of dangers, my life seemed to be a little too bumpy.

Curse, you must be cursed!

Or it is just intentional by the emperor, and only by experiencing all kinds of hardships can one become the strongest.

Of course, these are just excuses for Xiao Yan to comfort himself.

Fortunately, Xiao Yan has no one on this long road. He is not alone. He has his own goals, his own brothers, and his own lover.

At least, Xiao Yan can see the smiling faces of such a group of people when he is tired of practicing, and all his fatigue will disappear.

"Come on!" Xiao Yan hammered his chest with his fist. Although he didn't know whether Old Zhan's words were true or false, it also made Xiao Yan's heart untied some of the Platycodon in his heart. He was no longer so worried, and he also had the motivation to keep strengthening him.

Looking at the fighting spirit that ignited again on Xiao Yan's face, Old Zhan also showed a long-lost smile. This young spirit only seemed to have never dissipated on Xiao Yan's body for thousands of years.

This desire for power and the persistence of protecting their partners are very similar to the man who once stood above the top.

"I have arrived at the God of Fighting. Can I go to the seventh floor?" Xiao Yan asked. The six desire power on the sixth floor was so powerful. After coming to the tower, Xiao Yan was curious about what the higher floor was.

"The sixth floor of this tower is no longer aiding your cultivation. They have been covered with dust for a long time, and maybe you can slowly open them." Old Zhan said slowly, and Xiao Yan was slightly stunned when he heard this.

"Dust? What's the dusty thing?" Xiao Yan was puzzled.

"Memory." Old Zhan spit out two words.

"Memory? Is the memory of the Lord?" Xiao Yan was stunned and asked.

Old Zhan nodded slightly and agreed.

"But this memory is not just a scene. Between the illusion and reality, you need to complete these memories instead of the "former" Lord. In these memories, there are all these very powerful existences that make the Lord once ashamed, and you need to defeat these existences." Old Zhan said, these were kept secret by Old Zhan, and even the name of the Lord was kept secret until Xiao Yan himself reached this point today.

"Can I get any benefits?" Xiao Yan smelled. If it were just a simple memory, Xiao Yan would not be very interested.

"Although these memories are superior, they are all very precious memories. I said that these memories are both true and false, but you still have to explore them yourself in detail." Old Zhan said slowly.

He said that, but Xiao Yan was still quite curious about how powerful the former emperor was to become the strongest person in this Three Thousand Worlds.

"Is that so, I'll try it." After Xiao Yan said that, he was about to step onto the seventh floor.

"Don't worry, although the seventh level of memory is just a low point in the Supreme Lord, with your current strength, it seems difficult for me to live in it." Old Zhan immediately poured a basin of cold water on Xiao Yan.

"Die? Will this memory die?!" Xiao Yan was shocked and stared at Old Zhan with wide eyes.

"Of course, death is not real death. You will be resurrected in the tower. Although life is worry-free, you will not be hurt, but one thing is that your strength will be lost." Old Zhan said to Xiao Yan seriously.

"Don't lose your strength?" Xiao Yan opened his mouth in surprise again, and Old Zhan nodded.

"On the contrary, if you can use memory, your strength will also be greatly increased." Old Zhan said again. If you die in memory, your strength will be lost, but if you defeat it, your strength will be improved, and you will advance and retreat.

"You have three trials in every memory. These three deaths will not lose strength. After three deaths, you will damage your strength. So can you think clearly? Do you want to try it now?" Old Zhan explained to Xiao Yan clearly.

"Aren't there three trial opportunities? Let's see what it is." Old Zhan said, which aroused Xiao Yan's curiosity.

Old Zhan did not stop him anymore, but followed Xiao Yan to the seventh floor.

The seventh floor is the immortal ruins.

The moment he stepped into the seventh floor, Xiao Yan came to another world, and his soul was also sucked. After a moment of confusion, Xiao Yan slowly opened his eyes.

After Xiao Yan opened his eyes, he found himself in a strange world, and a call came from his ears.

"Cang..."

"Civils... wake up, I need you..."

A long voice sounded and reached Xiao Yan's mind. Xiao Yan stood up and found that he had no strength in his body and no fighting spirit in his dantian.

Xiao Yan looked up and found himself in a dry well, and footsteps came from above his head. Xiao Yan hurriedly leaned against the wall and hid in the darkness.

Xiao Yan saw two armored guards walking over. After walking away, Xiao Yan poked his head out and climbed out of the dry well.

What caught my eye immediately was a palace, but this palace seemed dilapidated and full of bleakness as if it had been war-torn.

There was another sound of conversation coming from beside him, and Xiao Yan turned around and crawled into the weeds beside him.

Xiao Yan touched a dagger on his waist, but I don’t know if it was because of the lack of fighting spirit, but these guards had no fighting spirit on their bodies, and they looked like ordinary mortals.

Following the source of the sound, Xiao Yan looked into the palace.
Chapter completed!