The Legend of Douba Resurrection

"Hehe, this group of headache old guys!"

Seeing the crowd scattered like birds and beasts, the owner of this thick voice laughed and cursed.

Doesn't he know what these people are thinking?

Do you think they were born out of concern for the interests of the ancient race?

No, not at all, they were just so bored that they finally got a chance to go out for a walk, so they rushed out in a swarm.

If he hadn't reacted in time just now, I'm afraid more saints would have been born.

If I had to use one sentence to sum up these boring saints, it would be: They always want to make big news.

After the mysterious owner finished laughing and scolding, he turned his attention to Yao Lao below again, and a soft sigh suddenly came out of his mouth: "Hey, is that Yaochen? Three-star Dou Sheng Late Stage, um, not bad."

Yao Lao, who was stepping on the void, raised his head and looked over.

In a daze, a heavy figure like a mountain appeared on the khaki beam of light, smiling and nodding to him.

Yao Lao, who was already in the Fighting Saint Realm, knew that this was of course not an illusion, it was just a supernatural power of the Fighting Saint's power, which only allowed certain people to see him.

Obviously, the lord didn't want the people present to know his identity.

Yao Lao nodded in return.

"Oh!"

The phantom that was as thick as a mountain dissipated immediately, and then the khaki sky pillar that suppressed the world also disappeared.

There seems to be a murmur floating slowly above the sky...

"Yao Chen's current status is a three-star fighter and a nine-rank alchemy master. No matter what his status is, we shouldn't treat him slowly."

"Besides, the Tianfu Alliance and Soul Palace led by Sifang Pavilion have been fighting in Zhongzhou for so long and have been strong. Master Gu Yuan has long wanted to win them over, so we can't wrong Yaochen."

"Soul Palace, Soul Clan, hehe, if you want to attack the Soul Clan, you must destroy the Soul Palace first!"

"But my identity is sensitive, so it's not easy to appear on the stage directly, let alone expand the incident. Then who should go where? Let me think carefully, let me think carefully..."

Finally, the last celestial pillar between heaven and earth also disappeared, and it seemed that everything had returned to silence again.

It's just that everyone has a sense of endless emptiness and unsatisfactory feelings after the climax.

Um?That's the end?

Such a big boss came out for a walk, didn't say a word coldly, and then left directly.

What about Yaochen and the elders of the ancient clan? ? ?

So what are you here for?Come out to let the wind come?

Yao Lao was waiting on the ground for the old god, because he knew that existence would definitely give him a reasonable explanation, and he should accept it as soon as he saw it. After all, this is the ancient clan, not his Sifang Pavilion.

"Buzz!"

Finally, when everyone was watching, the space squirmed again, and a figure stepped out.

The person who came was an old man with a stooped figure, dressed in a white robe, with white beard and hair.

In those sunken eyes, there was endless vicissitudes and a sense of mystery.

"Hey, my old man's life is still suffering, and he has to come out to clean up the mess."

The white-haired old man sighed quietly.

"Elder Tongxuan!"

As soon as this elder of the ancient clan appeared, Xun'er immediately saluted slightly, and a hint of amazement flashed in her beautiful eyes.

That lord's choice was right. Elder Tongxuan was a high-level semi-sage. Although he was not the strongest among the many elders of the ancient clan, he was the one with the most seniority among the elders below the Fighting Saint Realm.

He also presides over the elders' meeting of the ancient clan on weekdays, and his qualifications are really frighteningly high. Sending him on the stage is enough to show that the ancient clan attaches great importance to Yao Lao without being obsequious.

"Miss Xun'er."

Elder Tongxuan nodded with a smile.

"Master Yaochen Pavilion, do you still remember the old man?"

Elder Tongxuan smiled and looked at Yao Laodao again.

The so-called reaching out and not slapping people's faces, Elder Tongxuan's posture has been lowered so low, it's not good for him to keep his face tense.

"Of course I remember. Elder Tongxuan personally wrote the invitation card sent to me by the ancient clan to Sifang Pavilion. Yaochen naturally remembers it."

Yao Lao nodded slightly with a calm complexion.

"Hehe, that's good, that's good."

Elder Tongxuan replied with a smile.

At the same time, he also heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately this Yaochen is not a frivolous person, he knows etiquette and advances and retreats quite well.

Otherwise, although their ancient clan is not afraid of a strong fighter, it would be very bad if they were embarrassed and embarrassed in front of so many top forces in Zhongzhou.

ps1: The third update ps2: I felt a little sleepy in the afternoon, so I took a nap. I didn't expect to sleep for more than two hours.I was so scared that I quickly got up and continued to code~

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