The Legend of Douba Resurrection

Of course, if you encounter a middle-level fighting saint, you may need to spend more hands and feet, and it is necessary to display fighting skills.

Xiao Yan, who went deep into the enemy's rear for a while, had already killed four fighting saints and a dozen half-sages of the soul clan in a row. The large number of deaths of his own strongmen immediately attracted the attention of the leaders of the soul clan.

"Presumptuous, what kind of strong are you? How dare you go deep into the hinterland of my soul clan army!"

A strong soul clan man covered in black mist immediately stepped through the space. This is the existence of a five-star fighting saint.

"Oh, you don't know me? I think it's the dark child of the soul clan hiding in the soul world, Xiao Yan, the Xiao clan."

Xiao Yan stopped in his tracks, and looked at this strong soul clan with great interest.

"What? Xiao Clan Xiao Yan! Escape!!!"

There was a sudden exclamation in the black mist, and then quickly fled to the distance.

"Go? Did I let you go?"

Xiao Yan laughed involuntarily, and then slapped the black mist lightly with his handprints. The majestic battle energy in his body burst out instantly, forming a milky white giant seal like a huge mountain in an instant.

"Sealing Skill: Pure Lotus Great Seal!"

On the giant seal, there are countless strange lotus runes.

"go with!"

Under Xiao Yan's command, the Jinglian seal suddenly trembled, piercing the barrier of space and coming to the sky above the strange black mist, and then ruthlessly suppressed it.

"Oh!"

In the black mist that was instantly hit by the seal of Jinglian, there was a shrill scream, and then a thin black-robed figure with a heavy breath fell out of the black mist.

"Pfft!"

Xiao Yan went down early and waited for this figure that descended from the sky.

"Damn it, what did you do to me? Why is my cultivation gone!!"

The middle-aged man with a gloomy face suddenly coughed up a big mouthful of blood.

"puff!"

A milky white flaming long sword pierced straight into the chest of this strong soul clan, causing him to let out another cry of pain.

"Shut up, let me ask you, where are Hun Tianyuan and the others?"

Xiao Yan looked at this soul clan Dou Shengdao expressionlessly.

"How do you know about Lord Hun Tianyuan's existence?"

The black-robed Dou Sheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes flickered rapidly.

The existence of those four bosses is a high-level secret of the Soul Clan. Who leaked this news? Could it be that there are internal traitors in the Soul Clan?

"Say, where are they?"

With a twist of Xiao Yan's forearm, the flaming long sword in his hand immediately stirred the wound violently again.

It's just that the black-robed Dou Sheng is also considered a ruthless person. Not only did he not shout this time, but he stared at Xiao Yan with sinister eyes.

"Want to know where Lord Hun Tianyuan and the others are? Hahaha, don't even think about it!!"

After the black-robed Dou Sheng laughed wildly, he bit his tongue and killed himself.

"Hey, the people of the soul clan are really difficult to deal with, even if you seal your cultivation base, you can't seal a heart that wants to die."

Xiao Yan shook his head regretfully.

Immediately with a wave of his hand, milky white flames sprang up from the corpse, instantly turning his body and soul into nothingness, completely cutting off the possibility of his resurrection.

"It seems that only by my own method can I force Hun Tianyun out."

Xiao Yan smiled mysteriously, and then shouted loudly with enough fighting spirit: "Xiao Yan is here, who dares to fight!"

"Xiao Yan is here, who dares to fight!!!"

Supported by his vigorous fighting spirit, Xiao Yan's voice instantly spread throughout the ancient battlefield.

The battlefield was silent for a moment, and then the charge resumed again.

The seven-star battle saints who are capable of fighting against Xiao Yan in the soul army are still besieged by Gu Lie and other strong men. The other strong souls will go to Xiao Yan to die because they are afraid of losing their wits.

Far above the sky, four majestic figures quietly emerged, as if they were secretly arranging something,

"Xiao Yan is here, who dares to fight!!!"

At this time, a deep voice came over.

"Xiao Yan, the murderer who killed the soul wind of my blood descendant, I'm going to kill him!"

An old figure said with bloodshot eyes in an instant.

"Hun Tianyuan, the task assigned by the patriarch is very important, first set up the realm of death."

Another of the four spoke up to persuade.

"Hmph, I'll be right back, Xiao Yan is not dead, I feel restless."

The old figure immediately disappeared in place.