Fight Break: Family Ancestor Xuan Emperor Xiao Xuan

"This, how is this possible!"

Above the sky, Futu Xuan looked at the almost endless ancient stone tower being easily held by one of Xiao Yan's palms, with an extremely incredible look in his eyes.

Even though he already attached great importance to Xiao Yan's terrifying strength, he was still extremely shocked to see Xiao Yan so easily hold back the ancestral tower of the Futu Ancient Clan.

You must know that the ancestral tower of the Ancient Buddha Clan has been continuously accumulated by the powerful saints in the clan for countless years, and contains endless power. In history, it has a record of truly suppressing and killing the powerful saints.

With such power, even a strong person in the late stage of Saint Grade has to avoid the attack for a while. Once he is suppressed by this ancestral tower, he will have to work extremely hard to hope to break free.

But now this kind of power cannot cause any shaking when it falls on Xiao Yan. The other party even just used one palm to directly hold up the ancestral tower.

Qing Yanjing, who was behind Xiao Yan, was slightly startled when she saw this scene, and her red lips couldn't help but open slightly.

From Futu Xuan's attitude towards Xiao Yan, and how easily Xiao Yan kneaded Xuan Guang and Mo Tong, she could also tell that Xiao Yan's current strength was indeed extremely powerful, and could even make the entire Futu Ancient Clan fearful.

But when she saw Xiao Yan holding up the ancestral tower so easily, she realized that after more than ten years of separation, this man had actually reached this point.

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

Futu Xuan roared and mobilized his cultivation to the extreme, causing the power of the ancestral tower to explode to the extreme, even causing the entire Futu world to tremble slightly.

However, the ancestral tower was still floating quietly in the void, easily held by the big flame hand, and its power sank a little.

Looking at this scene, apart from Qing Yanjing who felt an inexplicable sense of pride in his heart, other members of the ancient Futu clan felt an inexplicable chill rising deep in their hearts.

That was the ancestral tower, the treasure of the ancient Futu clan and the greatest support of the ancient Futu clan. However, such a powerful holy object was blocked by Xiao Yan.

"This is your biggest support, right? Today I will let you know that your support is nothing in front of this emperor!"

Xiao Yan sneered, and the brilliant flames in his eyes danced. On the giant flame hand, there were brilliant fire dragons that quickly rose up and began to wrap around the ancestral tower.

"not good!"

Futu Xuan's expression changed drastically, and he quickly mobilized his spiritual power to evacuate the ancestral tower.

However, hundreds of huge fire dragons spread out from the giant flame hand in the blink of an eye. The fire dragons spread over the entire ancestral tower in the blink of an eye, tightly entangling the ancestral tower.

"Get out of here!"

Futu Xuan's face turned red and he activated his spiritual power to the extreme. However, no matter how hard he tried, the ancestral tower continued to tremble, but he still could not break away from the brilliant flame entanglement on the flame palm.

"Bring it to you!"

Xiao Yan sneered, and with a tug of his palm, the giant flame hand flipped over and directly held the ancestral tower in his palm, and was then directly pulled over by Xiao Yan.

Defeated in such a terrifying wrestling match, Futu Xuan's face turned pale, and his body couldn't help but take dozens of steps back. A mouthful of blood couldn't help but spill out from his mouth.

At this moment, the great elder of the Futu Ancient Clan was finally completely panicked. This kind of panic was far more serious than when Xuan Guang Mo Tong was about to be killed by Xiao Yan.

"Qing Yanjing! If you let Xiao Yan destroy the ancestral tower, you will be the biggest sinner of our clan, and our ancient Futu clan will decline because of you!"

Futu Xuan roared in panic. At this moment, he suddenly discovered that all the strength of the Futu Ancient Clan was powerless in front of Xiao Yan. At this point, he could only place his hope on Qing Dynasty. Yan Jing hoped that this former saint could prevent Xiao Yan from destroying the ancestral tower.

If the ancestral tower is destroyed, then the real foundation of the ancient Buddha Clan will really be gone, and it will even fall out of the order of the five ancient clans.

"Xiao Yan! Don't destroy the ancestral tower!"

Looking at this scene, Qing Yanjing's pretty face changed slightly. Although she found the three people in front of her extremely distasteful, she was a saint trained by the Ancient Buddha Clan after all, and she naturally had deep feelings for the entire Ancient Buddha Clan. , it is impossible to bear to watch the ancient Futu clan fall into decline.

"Don't worry, with you here, how could I really destroy this ancestral tower."

Xiao Yan's gentle voice sounded from Qing Yanjing's ears, but the countless brilliant flames still wrapped around the ancestral tower, and traces of brilliant flames penetrated into the ancestral tower. A moment later, under Futu Xuan's induction, Nazuta suddenly lost contact with him.

"Pfft!" Futu Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood again, looking at Xiao Yan with a pale face, and pointed at Xiao Yan with a trembling old hand, trembling slightly.

"You, what did you do to Zuta!"

"It's nothing, I just cut off your connection with this ancestral tower."

Xiao Yan smiled slightly, held his hands, and saw that the ancestral tower began to shrink out of thin air, and finally turned into a tall stone tower of a hundred feet in size.

This move alone made both Futu Xuan and Qing Yanjing widen their eyes. Manipulating the ancestral tower was something that only the elders of the ancient Futu clan could do, but Xiao Yan, an outsider, could do it so easily. a little.

"From today on, this ancestral tower is under the control of my wife!"

Xiao Yan sneered, and his eyes turned to look gently at Qing Yanjing behind him.

"Jing'er, go in and try to see if you can control this ancestral tower. I think you will definitely be able to control this ancestral tower."

"Me? I'm afraid my current strength is not enough."

Qing Yanjing smiled bitterly and said: "Unless it is an extremely special situation, only the strong saints are qualified to be recognized by the Ancestral Tower. Although I am at the peak of the immortal level now, I am still several years away from becoming a saint. Ten years of hard work.”

After hearing what Qing Yanjing said, Xiao Yan shook his head slightly and smiled, staring at Qing Yanjing with an encouraging smile.

"Just go in and give it a try. I think you will definitely succeed."

As he finished speaking, the smile on his lips became a little more domineering.

"If not, I will re-sacrifice this ancestral tower and make it a sacred object that belongs only to you!"

This voice was relaxed and domineering, but in the ears of everyone present, it had a different kind of shock.

Has Xiao Yan's strength reached such a terrifying level that he can destroy and rebuild the ancestral tower?
Hearing what Xiao Yan said, Qing Yanjing was slightly startled, and then an inexplicable smile appeared on her beautiful face.

"Since you said so, I'll go in and give it a try.

However, if I fail to refine the ancestral pagoda, then you should not re-sacrifice this ancestral pagoda. After all, this ancestral pagoda contains the remaining wills of countless ancestors of my ancient pagoda. Such an approach is really disrespectful to our ancestors. . "

"Okay, I will listen to my wife in everything."

Xiao Yan's gentle smile made Qing Yanjing's pretty face blush slightly, but immediately the smile on her face became a little more happy.

"Then wait for me outside!"

Qing Yanjing smiled lightly, and finally blushed and kissed Xiao Yan gently on the face. The beautiful shadow turned into a stream of light and entered the ancestral tower.

It's just that this time when entering the ancestral tower, I want to try to become the master of this ancestral tower.

After Qing Yanjing flew into it, the gentle smile on Xiao Yan's face slowly disappeared and turned into an evil smile.

Part of his soul still remains at the top of the Ancestral Tower, where more than a dozen ancient wills are extremely nervous at the moment.

"Seniors, you don't want even your last will to completely dissipate between heaven and earth.

You are all members of the ancient Futu clan. I hope you will be wise and obediently hand over the control of the ancestral tower to my wife. Otherwise, I don’t mind making you lose your soul.

"Jiejiejie"

Xiao Yan's evil voice echoed in Zuta's will.

After that, he focused his attention on the Xuan Guang Mo Tong again. (End of chapter)