Fighting Soul Clan Emperor

"No no no no……!"

I don't know if it's the scream or the scream of pain. It penetrated the space, spread to every corner, and pierced into everyone's ears. I don't know how many people feel chills.

Xiao Yan was trembling all over, looking at his father in his arms in fear, holding his almost scorched palm tightly, but he could only watch Xiao Zhan's life go by.

Xiao Zhan, who was rescued from the sea of ​​fire by Xiao Yan, had already exhausted his limited vitality under the control of the soul star Meng. At this moment, he just looked at Xiao Yan, and his jaw moved stiffly.

The old figure raised his palm with some difficulty, his eyes fixed on the young man in black, on that already mature face, he could vaguely see some traces of the youth back then, the one who was the most let His proud son actually appeared in front of him again!

"Be...be careful, don't be impulsive, be patient..."

After saying this sentence lightly, he tilted his head, and his body turned into nothingness in the extremely high temperature. Not only was it Xiao Yan's fire lotus, but also because the soul star Meng forcibly stuffed the Zihuo of the Jinglian demon fire into his body to perform a blood test. The backlash of manipulation.

The father who had encouraged him countless times, the father who loved him infinitely, all the memories about Xiao Zhan instantly filled Xiao Yan's mind.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

Suddenly, a loud cry broke out from heaven and earth. Xiao Yan had never cried in this world for so many years, but today, with the death of Xiao Zhan in his heart—the mistake that caused Xiao Zhan’s death by himself, his heart was shaken. A huge hole was smashed out, swallowing his sanity, and endless sorrow and regret poured out of his eyes.

This cry woke up Zi Yan and the others, cold sweat dripped from their backs, and they looked vigilantly at Xiao Zhan's place behind the Soul Hall people.

If the Lord of the Soul Palace is Xiao Zhan, then who is the person trapped by the soul lock behind the person in the Soul Palace?

When Xiao Yan's cries resounded throughout the world, the eyes of "Xiao Zhan" who had lowered his head showed a satisfied expression, and with a slight shake, he had already retracted the chains around him into the void space.

"Didn't I tell you that, Xiao Yan. You will regret it."

While speaking with a hint of sarcasm, "Xiao Zhan" stretched out his arms, showing a leisurely smile: "Hahahahaha, I still shot and killed my father, and was manipulated by our Soul Clan, probably from your Xiao Clan." Fate."

"You bastard!"

The maddened Xiao Yan screamed angrily, and slammed out a palm, the mighty flame of vengeance spread in the palm of his hand, the bone-piercing hatred made his shoulders tremble non-stop, his eyes full of hatred radiated light, the intense hatred made him Become like a ghost.

Xiao Yan's fist full of anger was full of momentum, as if he could easily pierce through all the enemies in front of him, just like he often did in this life.

But Hun Xingmeng was smiling instead, full of confidence, just like his life, he was never afraid of other people's challenges.

It just made him want to rage.

The fist exuding a faint light extinguished the strange fire in an instant, and the fist came first, hitting Xiao Yan's right shoulder straight. There was a lion's head pattern in the fist - Xiao Yan was very familiar with it. , this is exactly the Xiao family's skill: the wild lion and angry gang of the middle class of the Xuan class!

"Goo!"

Before he had time to be surprised why the other party had this fighting skill, Xiao Yan's left shoulder shattered with a crack, blood spurted from his lips, and his figure flew upside down.

"It's the first time I got a good thing from my apprentice, and it turned out to be used to imitate moves of this level... It's really a bit of a joke... How, this uncle learned it well." Hun Xingmeng used Xiao Zhan's voice and appearance. Said calmly: "Jinglian Yaohuo has the power to turn people into fire slaves, that's why there is such a touching scene where father and son meet."

"Perhaps you have to thank us. Your father's talent is ordinary. If he cultivated normally, he would never reach the level of Douhuang in his whole life. Now he can reach the level of Dousheng and fight with you."

When he discovered Xiao Zhan, Hun Xing Meng also felt that this old man was useless.

The hostage tactics in the original work were useless, anyway, Xiao Yan let his father be imprisoned for decades and he just took the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade.Not to mention that the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade is already in his hands.

At this time, when Yaochen's senior brother, the big-brained old man Mugu found Xiao Zhan, he whispered - I thought the master of the Soul Palace was Xiao Yan's father...

From now on, Xiao Zhan still has a little use value.

However, the living puppet made with the pure lotus demon fire can not only not be too far away from the main body, but also cannot use fighting skills.

At that time, the reason why "Soul Destruction" violated the peace.

It's not that he doesn't want to use fighting skills, but that it's difficult to manipulate his body to use fighting skills.

It's not that he doesn't want to use the power of the five-star Dou Sheng, but that this kind of strength is already the strongest he can achieve.

"Wow!"

After being knocked down, Xiao Yan intended to continue to charge forward, but was suppressed by Zi Yan.

"Stupid! Can you beat them now?"

Tears had already mixed with blood, and his body was trembling unceasingly. The anger and sadness that pierced his heart today even made his mind a little bit exhausted.

After a while, Xiao Yan's blood-red eyes slightly retracted, but his dark eyes were instantly shrouded in an extremely cold and extremely murderous intent, and the murderous intent in his heart was already strong for these miscellaneous things of the soul race. To the point of no containment!

"Master Xiao Yan, things are not going well now, let's leave first..."

Biting her lips lightly, she looked at the trembling back with her blue eyes blushing. She could feel the surging emotion in the latter's heart. She couldn't be more clear about Xiao Yan's dedication and hard work over the years.

"This guy is the master of the soul clan who came to Xingyun Pavilion last time. Now you can't compete with him at all. Go!"

The Patriarch Danta also frowned, chills surged, the actions of the Soul Palace were inhumane.It further strengthened his determination to stand by Xiao Yan's side in the future.

Just as Patriarch Danta was about to open the space, his complexion suddenly changed!

Not only him, but many old monsters present also felt the space of the Demon Fire Plain suddenly violently distorted, like a prison, sealing them heavily in it.

Although Hun Xingmeng didn't intend to kill Xiao Yan, but this group of onlookers, the monitors of the ancient family, were all people who would be better off dead for him.

Wouldn't it be much easier to solve the troublesome things together?

"The Soul Palace has never said that after the seventh battle, they will let you go. Besides, you are in a hurry to leave now that the outcome is not yet decided?"

A huge phantom of the phoenix roamed the sky, and the entire sky was surrounded by this phantom of the phoenix. The spatial fluctuations emanated from Feng Qing'er's body.

"Feng Qing'er, it seems that you are looking for death!"

Seeing Zi Yan's gloomy gaze, Feng Qing'er also had a sneering sneer on her face. After absorbing the original fruit of Dragon Phoenix, the space blockade she cast could trap Zi Yan, an ancient dragon who is good at space manipulation. Even if it was a life-and-death battle, how could I be afraid of her.

Fear and panic pervaded the plain, and the giants of the hermit sect who had been hidden in the past cast their eyes on the seven people in the Soul Palace.

You want to attack Tianfu, why lock us up too?If you don't give me an explanation, I will cooperate with Tianfu to beat you, bastard soul palace!

However, the old man in the middle turned a blind eye to the anger of the strong around him, but slowly took out a plain long sword from the ring.

There was a light smile on that dry face, the long sword was hanging down to the ground, looking at Xiao Yan pouring hatred and murderous intent from afar, he asked a nonsensical question.

"Where do you want to travel if you want to travel?"

ps: Worship Bartholomew Bear.