Chapter 187: Fire Lotus Explodes Heavenly Lord, Soul Palace Great Heavenly Lord!
Looking at Xiao Yan stepping out of the twisted space, everyone was stunned, their brains seemed to be stuck and unable to function.
Is this Xiao Yan? Who was that just now?
"Tsk!"
Along with the surge of thunder, a vague figure separated from Xiao Yan's body and stood beside Xiao Yan, his facial features gradually becoming clearer.
"Three thousand thunder phantoms!"
There was an uproar between heaven and earth!
The Soul Palace cost three Heavenly Lords and six elders to kill, but it was actually just a clone of Xiao Yan? !
"Damn it!"
"Damn it!"
All the elders in the Soul Palace stared at Xiao Yan with splitting eyes, their pupils trembling uncontrollably.
"No wonder he doesn't use strange fire and soul power, that's why..." Xue Ming Tianzun's face was slightly distorted.
Three Heavenly Lords!
Six distinguished elders!
After paying such a high price, not only did it fail to deter Zhongzhou, but it only killed a clone of Xiao Yan!
Once this funny news comes out, Soul Palace will definitely become a laughing stock!
“Young Pavilion Master!”
The elders and disciples of Xingyun Pavilion were all moved to tears.
Xiao Yan is still alive!
"call!"
Lord Feng exhaled and glared at Yao Lao angrily: "I mean, why do you feel something is wrong? Did you already know it?"
Yao Lao smiled and said nothing.
"Xiao! Yan!"
Xue Ming Tianzun stared at Xiao Yan fiercely and said word by word: "Do you know the consequences of playing with the Soul Palace! After I unscrew your head, your tribe, your friends, and everyone you know will , will all pay the price.”
"boom!"
The violent fighting spirit surged, causing the space to distort and the situation to change color.
"Whoosh!"
Xue Ming Tianzun took one step across the sky of 10,000 meters and punched Xiao Yan.
"Blood Fist Evil!"
Xiao Yan stood calmly, gently stretched out his left hand, and grabbed Xue Ming Tianzun's right fist.
"You dare to meet my attack like this, you are waiting for me..."
"Snapped!"
Xiao Yan grabbed Xueming Tianzun's fist and twisted it slightly, and the crisp sound of bones breaking resounded in the sky.
"ah!"
Blood Ming Tianzun screamed in pain, his face full of horror.
How could Xiao Yan's fighting spirit be so condensed!
Even far above him!
“Your technique should be the intermediate level Nether Art.”
Xiao Yan's fighting spirit exploded. Although he was only a nine-star Dou Zun, the momentum he displayed was no less than that of a third-level Dou Zun!
"This..." Everyone was stunned.
Master Feng even exclaimed: "What kind of technique does he practice? How can it be so terrifying!"
Magnificent!
Vast!
Xiao Yan’s fighting spirit is like a vast ocean, endless and rolling into the sky!
"Can't you recognize it? This is the Burning Jue." Yao Lao said with a smile.
Since swallowing the Golden Emperor's Burning Sky Flame, Burning Jue has successfully transformed from a high-level quasi-saint level to a holy level, many times stronger than before.
Therefore, even at this level where there is a huge gap between each star, Xiao Yan can still suppress the Blood Ming Tianzun with only his fighting spirit!
“Crunch, crunch!”
"Bang!"
Xiao Yan twisted again, and Xue Ming Tianzun's right arm suddenly exploded!
Everyone’s eyes widened in shock.
This is a third-level Dou Zun!
In Xiao Yan's hands, it turned out to be as fragile as a toy!
"withdraw!"
Blood Ming Tianzun retreated in horror, tore apart the space immediately, and was about to return to the Soul Palace.
"Come when you want, leave when you want. Do you think this is your back garden?"
Xiao Yan indifferently flicked his fingers, and a delicate five-color fire lotus dragged up a long fire tail, and in an instant, it appeared in the space passage.
"Boom!" With the explosion of the fire lotus, the space passage was instantly disordered and broken, and cracks visible to the naked eye spread in the air like a spider web.
"puff!"
More than a dozen sounds of vomiting blood sounded at the same time, and immediately the Blood Ming Tianzun and all the sages of the Soul Palace were smashed down like birds with broken wings.
"This is Xiao Yan's famous stunt, the strange fire fire lotus, right? This is the first time I've seen it, it's really spectacular!"
"What does this mean? The one that was blown up in Shengdan City yesterday was really powerful!"
"More powerful than this?"
"A hundred times stronger!"
Under the shocked eyes of everyone, Xiao Yan landed on the ground, and then took out a wide black ruler from the ring.
"We are the elite of the Soul Palace, how dare you..."
"Bang!"
The black ruler fell heavily, and the elder Zun, who had been threatening just now, was directly turned into a ball of bright red blood mist, which was shocking.
Xiao Yan dragged the heavy ruler and paced indifferently on the ground. The body of the ruler was smashed into pieces, and the bodies of the elders of the Soul Palace were smashed to pieces by him.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
"It's so cruel! We really want to fight to the death with the Soul Palace! Even the unfathomable Soul Palace, if so many people are killed by Xiao Yan, their vitality will be severely damaged!"
"Will the scene of the battle between the Dan Pagoda and the Soul Palace decades ago happen again?"
"..."
"It's your turn."
Xiao Yan walked to the front of Xueming Tianzun, indifferently raised the heavy ruler, and aimed at Xueming Tianzun's head.
Just when his giant ruler was about to fall, a violent space storm suddenly rolled up high in the sky.
"It's not enough to kill so many people. Xiao boy, congratulations on becoming the first person in decades to let me take action."
In the surging black mist, a rickety figure as withered as a skeleton slowly appeared in everyone's sight.
In his deep-set eyes, two balls of will-o'-the-wisps danced, revealing the slightest bit of weirdness.
"Great Heavenly Lord of the Soul Palace!" Lord Feng suddenly changed his color.
"It's him?"
Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.
It was this person who pulled the body of Three Thousand Yan Yanhuo out of the star field yesterday.
The Great Heavenly Lord of the Soul Palace.
One Star Fighting Saint!
The real fighting saint!
"Great Heavenly Lord, your Soul Palace is becoming more and more unscrupulous! Don't you even care about the rules of fighting saints not to get involved in the world!" Yao Lao reprimanded coldly.
"rule?"
The Great Heavenly Lord's eyes were unwavering and he said calmly: "Rules are used to restrain the weak, and I, the Soul Palace, am the one who makes the rules."
"Great Heavenly Lord, save me!" Bloody Heavenly Lord shouted.
The Great Heavenly Lord looked at Xiao Yan: "Put down the ruler in your hand, I can..."
"Bang!"
Xiao Yan slammed down the giant ruler, and as the strong wind roared, the face of the Blood Ming Tianzun was dented.
His skull was shattered into powder.
die!
"Sorry, you were late." Xiao Yan put the Xuan Zhong Ruler on his shoulders and Feng Qingyun said calmly.
"boom!"
The Great Heavenly Lord slowly stretched out his palm, and in a condescending manner, he condensed a fighting spirit palm and enveloped Xiao Yan.
Wherever the fighting palm passed, the space shattered and the netherworld flames burned.
"Xiao Yan, leave quickly!" Master Feng shouted.
With Xiao Yan's current ability, trying to compete with a real Fighting Saint is nothing more than a dream.
"It's your grandma's fault. The one-star Dou Sage bullied the Nine-Star Dou Zun. You are so shameless!"
Bai Ya's huge body blocked the sky above Xiao Yan, and a thick beam of light shot out from the sacred giant pupil on his forehead, shattering the fighting spirit palm.
Everyone was shocked.
What kind of monster is this?
How strange!
(End of chapter)