The Legend of Douba Resurrection

Of course, these are things for later, let's take a look at what happened after Xiao Yan and his party left that day.

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On that day, Xiao Yan led a group of strong men from Sifang Pavilion, angrily chasing the person who dared to steal Dou Sheng's remains.

After leaving the ruins, Xiao Yan, who was still "cold like a ball of ice" before, immediately changed his face, and happily led Zi Yan and the others to the place agreed with Hei Qing in advance.

And what happened after Zhaixing entered the space channel?

"Ho! Ho! Ho!"

After being strangled by the throat by a big muscular hand, the old ghost who picked up the stars was pulled into the space channel without any resistance.

The old ghost picking stars who entered the space channel, immediately saw a muscular man with a height of two meters smiling gently at him. Reaching for the Stars is three small ranks higher.

"Ho! Ho! Ho!"

Seeing this, Zhao Xing's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he wanted to say something.

Hei Qing loosened his big hand slightly, and said with a smile: "If you have anything to say, just say it, I will be very gentle."

"Ahem, who is Your Excellency? I am the Star Picking Heavenly Venerable of the Hall of Souls."

The old ghost who picked up the stars suddenly coughed.

"Yes, that's right, you are the one I am looking for. As for who I am? Didn't I just say that? I am the reinforcement sent by the Hall Master."

Hei Qing smiled honestly.

"..."

"Your Excellency, you have to think clearly, you are sure to provoke my soul..."

The old ghost who picked up the stars said with a complicated expression after a slight pause.

"Oh!"

"uh-huh!"

A muffled grunt sounded, Zhai Xing looked like a cooked prawn, his face flushed and he bowed, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Hei Qing silently withdrew his big muscular hand, looked at Zhai Xing with disdain and said, "Where are you talking so much nonsense? I said I would be gentler, so you believe it? You have to make an inch of it. Hey, shameless!" ! Follow me quickly, someone wants to see you."

As he said that, Hei Qing faced the old ghost who picked up the stars with one hand and quickly shuttled through the space.

The shriveled and skinny old star-seeking ghost was held in the hands of a two-meter-tall muscular man named Hei Qing. From a distance, it looked like a strong eagle holding a thin chicken, which was very funny.

ps: second update

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"It's there."

Xiao Yan led a group of people and plunged down to the top of an unnamed mountain range.

"Boom!"

A crack suddenly opened in the space barrier, and everyone filed in.

There are three figures standing in this small space cover that was set up casually.

Standing with their hands behind their backs are Heiqing and Venerable Skyfire, and there is also the old ghost who has no energy fluctuations in his body and his hands are cut behind his back by a transparent energy rope.

"Brother Xiao Yan, you are here."

Hei Qing's eyes brightened.

"Young pavilion master."

Venerable Tianhuo cupped his hands.

"Well, have you got the remains of Dou Sheng?"

Xiao Yan nodded and said.

"Here, it's intact."

Hei Qing casually pointed, and a jade-white skeleton sitting cross-legged on the ground appeared on the ground.

"Hehe, after so much effort, I finally got it."

Xiao Yan stepped forward and touched the skeleton's skull with a thousand sighs.

You said it would be easy for him to get a Dou Sheng skeleton?In order to kill the strong men in the Hall of Souls, he had to use the skeleton of the fighting saint to make a game, and finally he could get it.If the game fails, and the bones of Dou Sheng are robbed, he will cry to someone.

Well, let alone, it feels pretty good in the hand, as smooth as jade, light and cool.

"Brother, what is the reason why you are so eager to get this remains of the fighting saint? Why do I feel that you are not only for a heaven-level fighting skill?"

Seeing Xiao Yan's attitude towards this baby remains, Zi Yan couldn't help but wondered.

"Zi Yan, you just need to know that the owner of this body, the Holy Creator, was a peak fighting saint in the ancient times of the Douqi Continent. It is related to a big plan of mine. I can't say it yet. In the future You will know."

Xiao Yan put away the remains of Dou Sheng and said with a mysterious smile.

"OK then."

Zi Yan whispered without interest.