Western Heaven Battle Emperor Was No Different

Looking at the enormous Fire God Mountain, Xiao Yan said with a teasing smile, "Xiao Yi Xian, whatever weapon or divine armor you want, your husband will give it to you. Pick anything you like."

As he spoke, Xiao Yan gently lifted Xiao Yi Xian's chin, carrying a hint of domineering flair.

Xiao Yi Xian could not help glancing at Xiao Yan. With three parts charm and seven parts Spiritual Energy, she smiled sweetly and said, "You're awfully practiced at borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha."

"Hahaha, I'm just giving you a few gifts first. If we can obtain the Manjusaka Flower and cultivate the Woeful Poison Body into a Supreme Dharma Body, then..." Xiao Yan flicked Xiao Yi Xian's forehead, the corners of his mouth lifting into a smile.

Those blatant words made Xiao Yi Xian's pretty face flush, and she shot him an annoyed glare. But at the mention of children, Xiao Yan also began to miss his family back on the Dou Qi Continent. Xiao Xiao, Xiao Cai, and Xiao Lin were all on the Dou Qi Continent, and he had no idea how they were doing now.

Xiao Yan brought Xiao Yi Xian onto Fire God Mountain. At their feet were weapons of all shapes and forms, each revealing only a corner and giving off all kinds of luster.

Xiao Yan took Xiao Yi Xian strolling through Fire God Mountain, looking at the weapons buried in the earth. Some Divine Tools looked as though they had been forged from a chunk of Red Fire, with only their handles exposed, most of the weapon buried in the soil and nurtured by Fire God Mountain so that it was impossible to tell what kind of weapon they were.

Some Divine Tools were like a dazzling rainbow-colored block, revealing