I, the son of Yang Guo, abducted Zhang Sanfeng across the heavens

Chapter 319 Your ancestor Xiao Xuan was so miserable when he was beaten by me.

Although the Soul Heavenly Emperor failed to come to Xiao Yan when he was in the waste stage of the third level of fighting spirit, fortunately, he was only fighting spirit strength now, so it was not too late.

"Sea of ​​Blood Soul Ascending Array!"

Soul Emperor stopped talking nonsense to Xiao Yan. He put away his smile and gave a sharp shout. Within a radius of five hundred miles, boundless bloody souls rose up.

"No, you, setting up a formation?"

Xiao Yan was dumbfounded as he watched the Soul Emperor form a formation, feeling that his whole outlook on life had been greatly impacted, "You, the majestic leader of the Soul Clan and the Nine-Star Fighting Saint, came to kill my fighting spirit, and you set up the formation in advance?"

Emperor Hun Tian's behavior, including taking two kings, four twos, and flying a plane to hit the opponent's three in Landlord, are not enough to describe his madness.

"Hey~ don't belittle yourself!" The Soul Emperor waved his hands like an elder and said in mock anger: "You guys, the Xiao Clan, are very strong. To fight against the Xiao Clan, we, the Soul Clan, must be fully prepared!"

Although Emperor Hun Tian was joking, he couldn't help but feel the muscles on his face twitching as he spoke.

Xiao Xuan, that bitch, has been the leader among the eight ancient tribes since he was a child. The child king, with Gu Yuan and the others, acted like a little bully, and would push the Little Soul Emperor to the ground with a blaster at every turn.

The poor little Soul Emperor was beaten by Xiao Xuan outside. When he came home, he had to be beaten by his father because he defeated the Xiao clan. The Soul Emperor, who was only a few years old at that time, was forced to kneel in the ice and snow, crying. That's a tragedy.

This kind of pain and humiliation of being beaten into a pig's head, heartbreaking, and deep into the bone marrow, even after more than 1000 years have passed, in the heart of Emperor Hun Tian, ​​not only has it not faded, but it has become more and more clear.

"Back then, your ancestor Xiao Xuan was like a man among the dragons and phoenixes. When we fight alone, no one can be his opponent."

The more Emperor Soul Heaven spoke, the tighter he gritted his teeth, and his bookish face began to become ferocious. The knuckles clenched in his fists turned white, and he said sinisterly:

"Thanks to his own stupidity, he insisted on gathering and burning the blood pulse of the entire clan to fight against the Dou Emperor. As expected, he failed. Even if we took advantage of his failure and weakness to join forces and set up a siege, he would self-destruct and be seriously injured for thousands of years. You said, can I not be cautious with you Xiao Clan?"

"Then I really thank you for taking it seriously!"

Xiao Yan also didn't expect that he would have such a fierce ancestor, and the sequelae he left behind would be projected onto him thousands of years later.

Xiao Yan felt as if he had entered a blood pool, surrounded by thick and sticky blood. The movement of fighting energy was extremely difficult, and even his thinking soul was somewhat stagnant.

Fortunately, in order to let him escape, Yao Lao entered the soul-burning explosive state in advance, and then he could barely take action.

"The Nine Heavens Profound Temple, turned into a divine thunder, radiates the power of the sky, and leads it with a sword!"

Without saying a word, Xiao Yan started with the Divine Sword Controlling Thunder True Technique.

However, the thunder light surging outside could not penetrate into the Blood Soul Array at all.

"Fuck it, fight!"

When Xiao Yan saw this, without saying a word, the fighting energy in the meridians of his body exploded inch by inch, and the Xuan Zhong ruler was covered with black light, and he slashed directly towards the Soul Emperor.

"Cut the ghosts and gods!"

"Look at it, look at it, I'll tell you this kid is so scary."

Emperor Soul Heaven seemed to have expected it, so he retreated hundreds of meters in a leisurely manner. Five Fighting Saints appeared in front of him, all at the level of six or seven stars. They formed a collective formation and easily blocked Xiao Yan's sword.

"The heaven-level fighting skills he possesses are worth less than the radishes in the market. Don't dare to underestimate them."

Soul Heaven Emperor stayed far away from Xiao Yan, always keeping a distance of about 800 meters, letting his fighting saints form formations without taking the initiative to attack, just like a thick wall, pressing down bit by bit.

Everyone in the Soul Clan cursed the clan leader for being crazy.

For such a boy, even if his trump cards are very powerful, he is still only at the level of a six- or seven-star Dou Zun. Among all the people present, who is not a high-level Dou Saint?Who can't kill him with one move?

We still have to form a formation and press slowly.

Don't blame others for scolding him. What Emperor Hun Tian did is not like what a normal person could do.

"It can't be that lunatic who attacked the Yan Clan 100 years ago and killed our clan leader, right?"

Many people slandered in their hearts.

However, the Soul Emperor has supreme control over the Soul Clan.Even if everyone in the Soul Clan is puzzled, they can only do what the Soul Emperor said.

"Is this Soul Emperor sick?"

Even Xiao Yan cursed.Two consecutive Heaven-level fighting skills failed to achieve success, but seeing the pressure around him getting closer and closer, he could only bite the bullet and continue to explode.

There was no way, the fighting spirit of everyone in the Soul Clan was stronger than a hundred-foot high wall, and they would not allow him to escape at all.

"Seven Star Sword Style!"

Fortunately, the ghost-killing attack just now, although blocked by the soul clan formation, still tore a slender crack in the formation, allowing the power of the stars in the sky to penetrate.

The silver starlight shone down and formed the Beidou Formation. It actually forced the blood color of the Blood Soul Formation back a little, leaving a pure corner in the sky.

But that's about it.

Again, what Soul Heaven Emperor brought this time were all high-level Fighting Saints from the clan. The ones with the lowest strength were early-stage Five-Star Fighting Saints. They had also formed a formation in advance. No matter how Xiao Yan and Yao Lao broke out, No matter how much he uses heaven-level fighting skills, he can't escape from this cage.

Soon, the blood cloud rolled and covered the only small piece of clear sky again.

"Okay, come on, let's move in a big formation, turn into a killing formation, blood souls destroy life, slowly press over, little by little, yes."

Soul Emperor seemed to be commanding the car to reverse, very cautiously, "Hey, listen carefully, after a while, no one can come near after the soul explosion, immediately retreat 1000 meters away, and first use the heaven-level fighting skills to blast him twice. Then send a puppet up to investigate to prevent him from being deceitful, do you understand?"

Xiao Yan was in despair after hearing the words of Emperor Soul. You really don't want to be played by anyone, right?
He never thought that he would face such an enemy.

"Is this the leader of the Soul Clan? He is indeed so terrifying!"

Xiao Yan said a common exclamation in the Dou Qi continent, looked at the blood formations slowly pressing in from all directions, and pulled out a smile with difficulty, "I also said that this old guy La Guyuan went into the water, but I didn't know that there was no such chance, or I think it’s easy!”

Yao Lao still had doubts on his face: "That's not right. When the Soul Palace arrested me before, they weren't like this, were they?"

"Didn't you hear what people said? I, the descendant of the Xiao clan, mainly fights a peerless genius. Emperor Hun Tian is afraid of me, so he organized such a big battle for me!" Xiao Yan was proud of himself.

"Bullshit, I'm still a descendant of the Yao clan. Why haven't I seen the Soul Emperor come to arrest me in person?" Yao Lao was obviously dissatisfied, and the man's strange desire to win began to explode.

"Then it can only be said that your medicine clan is not good at it. Why, did your ancestors press the soul and beat the Emperor when they were young?" The Xiao clan is far ahead in this aspect. It is good to have a good ancestor, and the medicine he refutes is always speechless. .

"Okay, if you have the ability, don't rely on my power. I will withdraw the soul power now!" Yao Lao said that you are using my power now, and you still have the nerve to talk to me about your ancestors.

"Retreat, retreat. There are a lot of high-level fighting saints on the opposite side. Your fighting skills are not strong enough, okay?"

Xiao Yan didn't care.This is not because of internal strife between him and Yao Lao. The main reason is that Yao Lao has been burning the power of his soul since just now, and now it has almost reached its limit. If this continues, it may cause damage to the origin of his soul.The two of them talked nonsense, but deep down in their hearts, they were both willing to sacrifice their lives for each other.

"Are you really able to do it?" Yao Lao was still a little worried.

"Don't worry, with their style of play, their attacks won't fall on me for the time being."

Xiao Yan nodded and took out two palm-sized small mirrors from his arms. Xiao Yan poured his two kinds of strange fire into the two small mirrors.

Then he reached out and threw the hot little mirror out.

"Xuan Huo Jian, go!"

These two Dou Qi mainland versions of the Mysterious Fire Mirror were refined by Yang Gui and given to Xiao Yan as his trump card.

As an intern of Heavenly Dao, it is extremely easy for him to refine this magical weapon that is the essence of the world.

"Ow!"

The roar of the sky-shaking dragon resounded throughout the world, and two huge Eight Wasteland Fire Dragons emerged from the Xuanhuo Jian.

"what is this!"

Emperor Hun Tian was startled. The power of these two fire dragons was definitely on the level of a high-level fighting saint.

Not to mention that Xiao Yan has put away Yao Lao's soul-burning power and returned to the realm of fighting spirits. Even if he is still at the level of a seven- or eight-star fighting master, such a powerful attack is not something that can be achieved by heaven-level fighting skills. .

"Did that bitch Xiao Xuan really leave behind a back-up plan for the Xiao clan to break through the Dou Emperor?"

The Soul Emperor could only think of Dou Emperor as a being above the heavenly level, which couldn't help but make him feel a little hot in his heart.

The two Eight Wasteland Fire Dragons collided with the Soul Clan's formation. This time it finally caused a big shock, and the blood clouds in the Soul Formation began to boil in large quantities.

However, in the end, it was only the power of two high-level fighting saints. Facing the dozens of high-level fighting saints present and forming a formation, the two Eight Desolate Fire Dragons could only make waves.

Not long after, under the suppression of the fighting saints of the soul clan, the soul array returned to calm and continued to press forward. ,

"Teacher, we are here today."

Xiao Yan tried all means, but failed to break through the soul clan's blockade. He also made a decision in his heart. He put his hand on his head, preparing to blow his head to pieces with fighting spirit, and then use strange fire to kill himself and Yao Lao. The soul is incinerated.

Even if he dies, he will never let his soul fall into the hands of the Soul Clan.

"Don't hesitate to take action, otherwise your soul will fall into the hands of the Soul Clan, and it will be a life worse than death."

Yao Lao has already died once. Strictly speaking, he is not a living person now, and of course he seems to regard death as home.He was afraid that Xiao Yan would be soft when he committed suicide, so he gave special instructions.

"Don't worry, I'll hide a three-color fire lotus in my soul, let's see which unlucky guy I can blow up."

Xiao Yan was ready to make the last desperate effort, "Unfortunately, according to the instructions of the Soul Emperor, we may only be able to blow up a few of their puppets."

Xiao Yan couldn't figure out what was wrong with this Soul Emperor.Such a high-level boss came to kill you personally, and he was so cautious. Did you let some stable Gou Dao protagonist take over?

Finally, the Soul Clan's killing array is about to fall on Xiao Yan. For the Soul Clan's Fighting Saints, the pain and torture has finally come to an end.

Seeing that Xiao Yan was about to be crushed into powder, Xiao Yan was also about to self-destruct his soul, but suddenly, in front of him, black and white light shone brightly!

"This is……"

A gigantic Tai Chi diagram appeared in front of Xiao Yan, spinning endlessly, completely blocking the power of the Soul Clan's killing array and wiping it out bit by bit.

Then a sloppy Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes appeared in front of Xiao Yan.

Although the Taoist priest's robe was quite clean, his hair was full of oil. His hair was made into a pair of hairpins with a pair of unwashed chopsticks that seemed to have just been eaten, and was barely pulled up into a bun.

A pair of oily paws is also holding a leg of lamb, which is being stuffed into his mouth.

"Oh my god, Uncle Zhang."

Yaolao let out a long breath, "Why are you here? Why did you come here?"

Yao Lao's words were filled with joy of surviving the disaster, as well as surprise and confusion.

"Oh, I was ordered by Heaven to prevent something that would destroy the balance of Heaven from happening."

Except for Zhang Sanfeng, there is no one else among the sloppy Taoist priests. Since he began to comprehend the Taiji Dao of Heaven and Earth, he has become more and more independent. Sloppy Zhang Zhenren has a tendency to develop in the direction of Jigong.

"This is what Lao Yang said. He said that Xiao Yan is always stuck in saving people. When he asked me to save you two, he was also stuck in it."

After Yao Lao heard this, he wished he could use his soul power to chip away a corner of Xiao Yan's soul.

I'll let you get stuck and save people!Now that I was saved from being stuck, do you know how powerful it is?
Zhang Sanfeng held the mutton leg in one hand and Xiao Yan, who could no longer stand, with the other hand, and slowly placed him on the cliff of Yunlan Mountain, next to Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran.

"You two ladies, please take care of my grandnephew for a while. Thank you very much."

"Ah, oh, oh." The battle between Master Xiao Yan and the Soul Clan just now made the two women feel as if their souls were out of their bodies. At this time, Zhang Sanfeng called them, and they didn't come back to their senses for a moment.

"Oh, I'm offended."

Zhang Sanfeng had no idea, so he stretched out his hand and patted the shoulders of the two women.

With this shot, the true meaning of Tai Chi penetrated into the body, instantly stabilizing the "god" of the two of them.

"Don't worry, senior, we will definitely take good care of Xiao Yan." Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran both looked as if they were mourning for their heirs. To these two beautiful girls, if they don't smell good today, it means they stink.

When Zhang Sanfeng slapped them with his paw, there was a black oily handprint on their clothes. Even their clothes were terrible.

"Everyone, give the old Taoist some face and retreat today. At least wait until Xiao Yan becomes a fighting saint before coming back to this battle. How about that?"

Zhang Sanfeng first bowed to the fighting saint group of the Mantian Soul Clan and discussed it politely.

"Smiling to death, what kind of face do you have? You want to save face in front of our soul clan. You are just thinking blindly."

A Dou Sheng in the Soul Clan formation sneered: "Even if Xiao Xuan was more than 1000 years ago, if he encountered our lineup, he would still be dead. Are you trying to save face from me? Just wait for your death!"

"Oh." Zhang Sanfeng shook his head, "I'm sorry!"

In an instant, it seemed that only black and white were left in the world.

(End of this chapter)