"Sister Qinglin, you said that Xiaotian will be fine. Xiao Yi asked anxiously.

"I'll take a look. Qinglin, who had woken up from her reverie, came to Song Xiaotian's side, and with a flip of her right hand, a ball of cyan source qi between the jade palms condensed into a thin silk thread, and then this silk thread was injected into the latter's body, and she was sensing the other party's injuries through her own life source qi silk thread, so as to treat the other party. You must know that life source qi is very difficult to cultivate, so she has always been very careful, and usually uses wind attribute source qi in battles, as for life source qi can not be used, because this kind of life source qi is too difficult to cultivate.

"Sister Qinglin, Xiaotian is fine, right?" Xiao Yi looked at Qinglin's serious face, and her tone was extremely worried.

"Xiaoyi, don't disturb Qinglin, she is healing Xiaotian. Chongyang watched carefully, so he stepped forward to stop Xiao Yi's every move.

"Ah, could it be that Sister Qinglin used her life source qi?" Xiao Yi is not ignorant, knowing that Qinglin has a life force, which is very effective for healing.

"Of course, have you just found out now, it seems that Xiaotian is really lucky this time. Bai Yu didn't know when, but he also walked over.

"Ah, what does this mean?" Xiao Yi asked.

"I think this time when Xiao Tian wakes up, his strength will get a new level. Bai Yu said.

"Really, what kind of realm will Xiao Tian ascend to?" Xiao Yi asked.

"At least he is also a third-grade desolate, and his strength may reach the level of a fifth-grade desolate disciple. Bai Yu shook his head and analyzed, like a dog-headed little military master.

At the same time, Song Xiaotian's whole person was immersed in a mysterious world, this was a world of flames, there were flames everywhere, standing in the flames, he saw that the flames were divided into nine layers, nine different colors. Here and there, Song Xiaotian whispered to himself, he didn't know why he was here? In his memory, he remembered that after he saved Xiao Yi, his body was in sharp pain, and then the whole person passed out like this.

Walking in this world of flames, a huge picture suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, the picture is very ancient, but also very bloody, only to see that on a vast land, countless races are fighting, fighting, only to see the sky is dark, the sun and the moon are dark, the stars are reversed, and the earth is sinking.

Suddenly, the wind and the earth roared, and nine rays of light of different colors fell from the sky, and suddenly the races of those great battles were hit by the light that fell from the sky in the nine ways, and nine different forces were emanated, and then these melee races were ruthlessly wiped out, and finally these races were not fighting each other, they joined forces to fight against the disaster that fell from the sky, so a group of strong people rushed out from all races, and these strong men joined forces to fight against these heavenly monuments, but it was a pity that the heavenly monuments were extremely powerful, so the tragic battle began, and batch after batch of strong people were suppressed by the heavenly monuments.

However, under the sacrifice of countless strong people, in exchange for a glimmer of victory, that is, among the clans, nine peerless supreme strongmen, they were almost invincible, and they entered the heavenly monument, and finally the heavenly monument was finally suppressed and sealed by the nine strong people, and the nine strong men also died of exhaustion, and then the end of the war, all the ethnic groups were hit hard, and all returned to the clan land of each ethnic group, and since then the war has been peaceful, and peace has come from then on.

The Nine Heavenly Monuments were suppressed in nine different places on the earth.

Seeing this scene, Song Xiaotian was stunned, because he found that these heavenly monuments were very similar to the ancient monuments in his body, and the nine heavenly monuments represented nine powers: metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder and lightning, light, and darkness.

Shuttling through this flame world, Song Xiaotian waded through the ninefold flames and came to a palace, and there were three words written on the palace, which was: Fire Emperor Palace. The palace door was closed, but when he approached within a meter of the palace gate, the door burst open, and he walked in.

There was nothing in the palace, just like an imperial palace, golden and brilliant, when Song Xiaotian saw the imperial throne, he walked up without any hesitation.

Stepping on the ninety-nine jade steps to the emperor's throne, Song Xiaotian sat down, this is all an instinctive call, not dominated by his own thoughts.

When he sat on the throne, Song Xiaotian had some majestic information in his mind, this information was the biggest secret about the Nine Desolation Realm, this secret was that the nine powers cultivated to the extreme, they could all win the throne, but if they wanted to condense the throne, they needed to get the imperial palace.

The Heavenly Monument is the key to the Imperial Palace, and only by obtaining the Heavenly Monument can you enter the Imperial Palace, and getting the approval of the Imperial Palace is equivalent to getting a pass to the Imperial Throne.

After reading the information here, Song Xiaotian thought of the legend about the only emperor in the Nine Desolations, according to legend, in the land of the Nine Desolations, since ancient times, there has only been one desolate emperor, and this emperor is extremely powerful, can reign over the world, and after living for millions of years, he left an emperor who dominates the entire Nine Desolations.

Astonished!

Glad!

This is the feeling in Song Xiaotian's heart at this time, he feels that his future is very bright, you must know that for hundreds of thousands of years, there has never been a great emperor in the entire Nine Desolations. Now he has a heavenly monument in his body, which means that he has the stepping stone to become an emperor.

Fire Dao Heavenly Monument, Fire Dao Emperor.

Song Xiaotian sat on the throne of the emperor, inheriting the memories from the Heavenly Monument, he found that the Heavenly Monument had existed for endless years, but the memory he had was very rare, only a piece of history.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, a brilliant flame erupted from the imperial throne, and this flame light penetrated into Song Xiaotian's body, and after shuttling in his body for a few breaths, it finally converged into a flame mark at the center of his eyebrows, and this flame mark was the inheritance mark of the Fire Emperor Palace.

When the flame mark condensed and formed, Song Xiaotian was suddenly sent out of the imperial palace by a force, and then he woke up from his coma.

When he was sober, he saw Xiao Yi, who was guarding him, happy.

"Senior Sister Xiaoyi, what's wrong with me?" Song Xiaotian didn't understand what happened to him, so he asked a little weakly.

"Xiaotian, how are you feeling?" Xiao Yi asked with concern.

"Me, what's wrong with me?" Song Xiaotian asked.

"What, you forgot?" Xiao Yi said.

"What did I forget?"

"Xiaotian, you saved me earlier and was injured by a black shadow, and then I fell into a coma, and it was Senior Sister Qinglin who cured you. Xiao Yi said happily.

"I don't even remember. Hey, all my injuries are healed?" Song Xiaotian reacted a little, but he didn't understand what he had experienced before.

"Xiaotian, come, let me see how you are now. Qinglin was also very happy, she walked over and pinched Song Xiaotian's pulse.

"Sister Qinglin, how is Xiao Tian?" Xiao Yi asked in a low voice.

"Xiao Tian recovered well and is fine now. Qinglin said.