Chapter 203: Taking advantage of the situation, the Three Saints appear!
The space where the Soul Sea Saint was was engulfed by a huge blazing fireball. This fireball was more dazzling than the sun and hotter than purgatory.
The entire land with a radius of tens of thousands of feet was turned into nothingness in this instant.
"This...is this Xiao Yan's fused fire lotus? Even some heaven-level fighting skills are hard to compare with it!" A Half-Saint murmured in shock.
After an unknown amount of time, the surging flames turned into a huge mushroom cloud and gradually dissipated.
The huge skeletal body of the Soul Sea Saint stood motionless between heaven and earth.
The next moment.
"Crack!"
With a crisp sound, a huge piece of bone fell off from the skeleton's chest.
After that, pieces of bone fragments fell down like a flood from a dike and smashed into the earth.
"Pfft!"
The Saint of Soul Sea turned into his original size, and a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out uncontrollably.
There was a look of horror in his cloudy eyes.
"The Saint of Soul Sea is injured!"
There was a commotion in the world.
Dou Zun injured Dou Sheng, which was the first time in the vast history of Dou Qi Continent!
"Sea of Soul Saint, you have seen my fused fire lotus, how it tastes." Xiao Yan looked at the Saint of Soul Sea calmly.
"puff!"
In anger, the Saint of Soul Sea spurted out a mouthful of blood again and pointed ferociously at Xiao Yan.
"Very good! Very good! I admit that I underestimated you, but now that you have run out of gas, I don't believe that you can still..."
Xiao Yan's face was expressionless, his hands spread out, and two six-color fire lotuses suddenly appeared.
"You..." The Soul Sea Saint froze.
Although these two six-color fire lotuses are incomparable with the seven-color fire lotus, in his current state, it would be difficult to overcome them head-on.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
The puppets of Huang Palace made several Annihilation Seals in succession, causing several Soul Palace Semi-Saints to vomit blood and retreat behind Xiao Yan in a blink of an eye.
However, just when everyone thought that Xiao Yan would join forces with the Phoenix Palace puppets to continue attacking the Soul Sea Saint, Xiao Yan put the puppets away.
Immediately afterwards, two more fire lotuses were dispersed.
"What does he want to do?"
Under everyone's puzzled gazes, Xiao Yan sat cross-legged in the sky and took out a six-star Dou Zun-level corpse.
"Aren't you curious about how my puppet is refined? In that case, I will satisfy your curiosity!"
The silver Nine Tribulation Demon Puppet fire surged out, wrapping the six-star puppet inside, burning and forging it.
Everyone held their breath and stared at the puppet.
The Saint of Soul Sea looked gloomy: "Revealing his trump card in front of everyone? What on earth does he want to do!"
Forged by silver flames, within half a quarter of an hour, the Dou Zun-level puppet suddenly stood up, and the aura of the Nine-Star Dou Zun emanated.
"What a fast refining speed!"
The crowd exclaimed.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, Xiao Yan created a combat power comparable to that of the Nine-Star Dou Zun!
"Bang!"
Dou Zun's puppet struck out with a palm, and a black circle of light appeared out of thin air.
The Great Fortune Palm!
“Wow!”
The crowd was even more excited. It was so easy for Xiao Yan to create a puppet that could use fighting skills!
No other steps or training required!
Xiao Yan put away the puppet and looked at the Saint of Soul Sea calmly.
"I forgot to tell you, not only can I quickly refine the puppet, but I can also possess all the memories of the puppet's life. I already know three of the twelve soul palaces."
"Starting from today, I will sweep the branches of the Soul Palace one by one until all twelve branches of the Soul Palace have been swept away."
"And in the process, I will forge all the corpses I get into puppets. When I create an army of puppets, the Soul Palace will be destroyed!"
The Soul Palace must perish!
If Xiao Yan had said this before, the Soul Sea Sage would have only regarded it as a joke. It can be seen that after seeing Xiao Yan's terrifying puppetry skills, he felt a sense of panic inexplicably.
"What on earth do you want to say!" The Soul Sea Saint stared at Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan said calmly: "Give you a chance to kill me. I swear on the honor of the ancestors of the Xiao clan that I will not resist."
There was silence between heaven and earth.
Everyone is stupid.
Xiao Yan, are you crazy?
“Are you serious?” The eyes of the Soul Sea Saint were full of murderous intent.
"nature."
Uh-huh!
The Soul Sea Saint suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, the sharp sword was pointed directly at Xiao Yan's throat.
Xiao Yan put his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering and his expression calm.
He was really indifferent!
Seeing that the Saint of Soul Sea's Youbing sword was about to pierce into Xiao Yan's neck.
"Xiao Clan boy, you win..."
Along with a sigh in the void, a golden light tore through the space and stabbed at the head of the Saint of Soul Sea.
The Soul Sea Saint's pupils shrank, and as he retreated quickly, his body was enveloped by a rain of swords from the sky.
"Swordsmanship?"
The Saint of Soul Sea roared angrily: "Saint of Ten Thousand Swords, do you dare to take action against my Soul Palace?"
In the crowd, an elder of Wanjiange raised his head excitedly, his eyebrows trembling.
The Saint of Wanjian, the founder of Wanjian Pavilion, is said to have been inactive for many years.
Unexpectedly, he is still alive!
"簌, 簌, 簌!"
Thousands of sharp swords shot down, and as the Soul Sea Saint dodged frantically, dark red bloodstains continued to appear on the surface of his body, making him look miserable.
"Buzz!"
A huge phantom appeared in the air, and the Saint of Ten Thousand Swords gave Xiao Yan a reproachful and helpless look.
"You are a bad boy. If your soul body falls into the hands of the Soul Palace, it will be a disaster for the entire Dou Qi Continent." , are all huge disasters!”
Xiao Yan raised the corner of his mouth and gave a slight salute to the Saint of Ten Thousand Swords.
"Junior Xiao Yan, thank you so much for your help, senior!"
He didn't believe what these people said. As long as he could hurt the Soul Sea Saint, he would help him kill the Soul Sea Saint.
I just want to see how far he can go and whether there are other strong people behind him.
If these people are not allowed to sense the sense of crisis, they will definitely not take action and have a grudge against the Soul Palace.
"Saint of Ten Thousand Swords, the Soul Palace remembers you!"
Staring at the Saint of Ten Thousand Swords with hatred, the Saint of the Soul Sea tore apart the space and tried to escape.
Several semi-saints from the Soul Palace followed closely behind.
Just when several people were about to escape, a vast cloud of fire quickly enveloped them.
Ancestor Huoyun!
"You guys are hiding your heads and showing off your tail. I've long been unhappy with you! The fighting saint warriors in the Soul Palace are only a handful."
"Killing you will not only greatly weaken the strength of the Soul Palace, but also Xiao Yan has forged you, maybe you can be made into a two-star Dou Sheng level puppet."
"And you half-saints..."
Ancestor Huo Yun was covered in fire. With a gentle squeeze of his right hand, the space where the Saints of Soul Sea and the others were shattered, causing several of them to fly backwards in confusion.
But for some reason, he, who was at the level of a two-star fighting saint, did not kill him.
Instead, it seemed like he was waiting for something.
"The Soul Palace has lost a Fighting Saint, and the opposite side of the Soul Palace has an additional Fighting Saint. It's really tempting, haha... Ancestor Huoyun, you are such a bad old man, you still like to kill people with borrowed knives."
In the void, an old woman slowly appeared, her eyes full of resentment.
Sound Valley Fighting Saint, Tianyin Saint!
(End of this chapter)