The Legend of Douba Resurrection

Huo Zhi, who was still angry just now, suddenly changed his face.

As soon as these words came out, the four members of the Yan Clan looked at each other silently, their eyes full of shock.

"When the three of you enter the Heavenly Tomb, you absolutely must not make enemies of this Xiao Yan, you are not his opponents."

The Yan clan elder suddenly said in a deep voice.

"Who would fight against that kind of monster? As a five-star peak Dou Zun, I probably wouldn't even be able to beat the wolf spirit that Xiao Yan just summoned. What a damn bad luck!"

Huo Xuan shook his head violently.

After speaking, Huo Xuan subconsciously looked at the location where Xiao Yan and his party were, and saw that the window where Xiao Yan was located was already empty, and it turned out that Xiao Yan's body had already left.

"The body of Xiao Yan from the Xiao Clan has at least five different fires fused in his body."

Huo Zhi's bright eyes looked at the window and said stupidly, not knowing what he was looking at.

"Five kinds? How is it possible? I heard that he has practiced a mysterious skill that fuses different fires, but he can't fuse different fires without limit, right? If so, isn't this kind of skill better than the heavenly skill?" sharp?"

Huo Xuan exclaimed in surprise.

It's just that Huo Zhi didn't respond to him, instead he stood up and said softly: "Let's go, there's no need to read any more."

"Well, let's go."

The remaining three looked at each other, and they all followed downstairs helplessly.

......

At this time, Xiao Yan and the others had returned to the gate of the building complex in the center of the city.

"Miss, do you think Yang Hao has been beaten to death by me? If Elder Gu Xun of the Gu Clan didn't stop him, he would have knelt down and begged for mercy."

Xiao Yan asked Medusa for credit.

"Hey, sister, I am very satisfied."

Medusa smiled coquettishly while holding Xiao Yan's arm.

"Miss, as long as you are satisfied."

Xiao Yan smiled while hugging the beauty's slender waist.

Xiao Yixian and Qing Lin purposely distanced themselves from Xiao Yan and walked behind smilingly looking at Xiao Yan and Medusa's love affair.

"Huh? That is?"

Xiao Yan suddenly raised his head with a feeling, and looked at the three black-clothed figures walking in front of the four of them.

"Little guy, what's the matter?"

Medusa looked at her lover and said.

"This annoying breath should be from the Soul Palace, no, it's from the Soul Clan."

Xiao Yan suddenly smiled.

"Does that require us to get rid of them here?"

Medusa narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, and a hint of danger flashed across her charming purple eyes.

"No, it's better not to break the rules of the ancient clan. After all, we are guests. Let's go, we Xiao clan and Soul clan are both the eight great emperor clans in ancient times. How can we not say hello when we meet?"

As Xiao Yan spoke, he dragged Medusa and the others to chase after her.

"Hi! Friends in front, stop for a moment."

Xiao Yan shouted loudly.

"clatter!"

The three figures in black robes walking in front of the path stood still and turned around slowly.

"you are?"

The figure in the black robe at the head spoke slowly, with an indelible femininity in his voice.

"Hey, we can be old friends who have known each other many times, why don't friends from the soul clan know me?"

Xiao Yan laughed involuntarily.

"Old friend? Our soul clan doesn't have many friends. Who are you?"

The black-robed figure in the middle slowly put down his hood, revealing a pale and thin young face. At this moment, he was squinting his eyes and looking at Xiao Yan.

The black-robed man on the left probably misunderstood who Xiao Yan was, his complexion changed immediately, and he whispered in the ear of the black-robed young man.

In just a few seconds, the face of the black-robed youth suddenly darkened.

"Hehe, it seems that the friends of the Soul Clan have recognized who I am."

Xiao Yan put his arms around his shoulders and looked at the three of them with a soft smile.

"Sifang Pavilion Xiao Yan!"

The youth of the Soul Race said with an ugly expression.

"No, I would rather you call me Xiao Yan from the Xiao Clan, after all, we are all from the Eight Great Emperor Clans in ancient times."