The Legend of Douba Resurrection

"However, I don't have the appearance of Hun Tiandi deep in my memory. Where did Mengmai Tianwu get this information? That's right, it should be from the minds of those soul clansmen who were born from Hun Mie Sheng."

Xiao Yan also ignored him, and just stared blankly at Emperor Hun Tiandao.

"What's the mess? Boy, come over to me."

Emperor Huntian frowned, and immediately stretched out his big hand that was as crystal as jade to grab Xiao Yan, which immediately made Xiao Yan feel a sense of crisis that he couldn't hide from.

Xiao Yan didn't resist, just watching his performance with his shoulders crossed.

Sure enough, in the next second, the figure of Emperor Huntian suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"It is said that the pure lotus demon fire uses human emotions as firewood. The more intense the human emotions, the more vigorous the firewood will burn, and the stronger the power of the pure lotus demon fire. Now it seems that it is true."

Xiao Yan suddenly sighed leisurely.

"Azure eyes, now!"

"Buzz!"

Sky-blue flames suddenly appeared in Xiao Yan's pitch-black eyes.

Under the blessing of the Azure Flame, Xiao Yan could clearly see a large number of milky white flames trying to approach him in the void.

It's just that for some unknown reason, they can only wriggle about three feet away from Xiao Yan's body, unable to penetrate an inch.

"Because I didn't believe this illusion was real from the very beginning, how did you get into my body?"

Xiao Yan lightly flicked his fingers, and the milky white flames surrounding him immediately dissipated like a tide.

"Disperse!"

Following Xiao Yan's low shout, the environment he was in before suddenly changed, and a milky white mist with a range of about tens of feet appeared around his body.

"Is this Nightmare Sky Fog? The mastermind behind the creation of the environment?"

Xiao Yan muttered thoughtfully.

Covered by the milky white mist within a range of several tens of feet, seventy or eighty figures flitted among them. They had different expressions, some were happy, some were angry, some were fearful, and they were all immersed in this nightmare sky mist. In the illusion created.

"Oh? Are there only a few people left? There were two or three thousand people when we first came in. No, some people were sent to other places. Forget it, let me see what the teacher and Venerable Tianhuo are doing. not here."

A hint of surprise flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes, then he shook his head and flew into the depths of the milky white mist.

He wasn't worried about Yaochen, after all, with his master's terrifying strength and the soul of an emperor, it was difficult for such a trick as Nightmare Tianwu to confuse him.

As for Xun'er and those ancient clansmen, he was even less worried. He probably had visited this Demon Fire Dimension countless times.

Even Venerable Tianhuo is a bit dangerous. Although he also has a body protector from the Falling Heart Flame Fire that Xiao Yan bestowed in his body, it is still quite dangerous.

"call out!"

Xiao Yan's figure quickly shuttled through the milky white mist.

"Boy Yan."

A long and slender hand that was too white suddenly emerged from the milky white mist, and slapped Xiao Yan's shoulder with a slap.

"Teacher, are you alright?"

Xiao Yan turned around slowly, looked at Humanity rather than surprised.

ps: Fourth update

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"I'm fine. This weird milky white mist seems to be a famous stunt of the Jinglian Demon Sage—Nightmare Sky Fog."

A figure in a green shirt slowly emerged from the milky white mist.

"That's right, it's Nightmare Skyfog. Teacher, let's hurry up and find Venerable Skyfire. I'm worried that his strength won't be able to withstand the erosion of Nightmare Skyfog."

Xiao Yan frowned.

"Don't worry, follow me."

After Yao Chen closed his eyes and sensed for a moment, he led Xiao Yan straight to a direction.

After a few minutes.

A ferocious old figure appeared in the line of sight of the two masters and apprentices, with some milky white flames already faintly lingering around it.

"Sure enough, Venerable Tianhuo is still entangled by the Nightmare Sky Mist."

Xiao Yan and Yao Chen suddenly accelerated and fell down.

"Tianhuo, wake up!"

Yao Chen stretched out a long and slender finger to press Venerable Tianhuo's brows, and shouted in a low voice after using the vast soul power.

"Crash!"

Under the order of the soul of the emperor, the milky white flames wrapped around the body of Venerable Skyfire receded quickly like a tide.

Venerable Tianhuo suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes, looked at the two gasping heavily, and said, "Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Pavilion Master, Young Pavilion Master!"

"If we are one step late, you will really be burned to ashes by this pure lotus demon fire."

Yao Chen lowered his arms and frowned.