The Legend of Douba Resurrection

after an hour.

The originally vast and quaint Chixue Plain has turned into a piece of scorched earth with green smoke, and even the two huge skeletons surrounding the entire plain have long since disappeared.

There are several balls of liquid floating in front of Xiao Yan, one ball is the essence of Tianhuang with a blue-silver color, the other is the essence of an ancient dragon with a golden color, and the last ball is blood with a purple-gold color.

There is no doubt that they all have a common feature, surging vitality and activity.Even though their master is dead, they are still wriggling slowly, as if they still have life.

"Oh!"

"Master, I'm tired, I'll go back first."

As soon as King Daming finished speaking, Qianzhang's real body suddenly shattered, turning into a ray of green light and entering Xiao Yan's body.

"Thank you, King Daming."

Xiao Yan carefully packed the three balls of liquid separately.

"Here, Zi Yan, I will give you the essence of the ancient dragon, and I want to keep the essence of Tianfeng and the mixed blood essence for myself."

Xiao Yan threw a jade bottle to Zi Yan.

"Hee hee, this bottle of ancient dragon essence is enough."

Zi Yan took the jade bottle and said happily.

"Brother, do we need to continue to go deeper now? Maybe there will be a heaven-level fighting skill in the inheritance cave of the Dou Sheng powerhouse."

Zi Yan put away the jade bottle and thought about it.

"Don't worry, those idiots can't imagine where the heaven-level fighting skills will be hidden. Let's take away all the precious medicinal materials in the medicinal herb forest here."

Xiao Yan laughed.

Who would have thought that the Datian Creation Palm was hidden in the three ribs of Dou Sheng's remains, not in the ten balls of light?

Therefore, it is better to take advantage of this time to harvest the medicinal materials here.

"it is good."

So the group of people finally left this space contentedly after scraping the ground for three feet, and began to collect precious medicinal materials from the outside world.

two hours later.

Xiao Yan and the others stuffed the rings to the brim and were about to leave, when the sound of stone gates opening rumbled again from the border of the ancient forest.

"Little guy, it seems that someone came in through the stone gate from the outside again. It should be from the Warcraft family near the Skeleton Mountain Range. It seems that they are not slow."

Medusa spoke after listening intently for a moment.

"They're finally here."

Xiao Yan sighed leisurely.

He was still waiting for them, cannon fodder, to help him block those puppet fighters in the Inheritance Hall, and by the way, there was also the remains of the Fighting Saint who got mad at the end.

"We have almost collected these most precious medicinal materials, let's go."

Xiao Yan dropped a giant tree and said.

There is still a Pill Beast in the Pill Hall ahead, so they can't just preempt it like this.

The group of people immediately ran towards the stone gate where the person came.

"Boom!"

Just as Xiao Yan was about to open the stone door, the stone door turned for a while, and several figures flew in from outside.

Leading the way was a tall, white-haired man in brocade clothes, whose handsome appearance looked regal.

On the left are a girl in a colorful dress and a phoenix-shaped bun, and an old man covered in black robes.

On his right are two old men in animal robes.

Xiao Yan didn't see the white-haired man in the lead, but turned his attention to the girl in the colorful skirt and asked in surprise: "Feng Qing'er?"

"Xiao Yan?"

The girl in the colorful skirt was also taken aback when she saw Xiao Yan, and then her eyes lit up, a gleam of splendor bloomed in her eyes.

"No, Young Pavilion Master."

Seemingly thinking of something, Feng Qing'er then slightly bowed her head to correct the address.

Now Fenglei Pavilion and Xingyun Pavilion are already a family, Feng Qing'er, as the direct disciple of Venerable Lei, the master of Fenglei Pavilion, of course already called Xiao Yan the young master of Sifang Pavilion.

"You Sky Demon Phoenix Clan's reaction speed is quite fast, the ruins have only been opened in such a short time and you have rushed over."

Xiao Yan sized up the remaining four and said.

Well, the white-haired man should be Jiufeng, the future patriarch of the Sky Demon and Phoenix Clan.

The one who hid himself in the black robe should be the elder of the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan, Lao Yinbi Fengxuan with the strength of a five-star Dou Zun.

Those two old men in beast robes should be the land tiger and the head of the Silver Moon Wolf clan, which are the vassal races of the Sky Demon and Phoenix clan.

"Isn't the Young Pavilion Master faster?"

Feng Qing'er smiled meaningfully.