Chapter 693 The Ancient Bell Shakes the Sky's Wrath
Yao Ming's words once again made Yao Ming a little stunned.
Whether she gave up entering the Underworld Monument and gave up the opportunity to others, or what she said, Yao Ming was vaguely moved.
It is really surprising, this young lady of the Medicine Clan is really a special being that he has seen now.
After all, someone who has the courage to say that he may not be inferior to the Demon Saint of Underworld in the future, how can he be an ordinary and simple person?
Without noticing Yao Ming's expression, Xiao Yan seemed to have already guessed what Yao Wan would say. He just nodded silently, then turned around and stared at the huge Huangquan stone tablet.
“Well——”
Xiao Yan nodded, then took a step forward and said, “Even so, it’s up to me to handle it, Patriarch Yaoming.”
As he said that, Xiao Yan couldn't help but look up at the huge stone tablet. On the stone tablet, there were many strange runes engraved on it, and there was a faint flickering of strange light. On the stone tablet, there were carved a huge finger and a There is a palm print half a foot deep, and some strange information spreads out from it. I think this should be the so-called underworld finger and underworld palm cultivation method.
Yao Ming first bowed solemnly in front of the stone tablet, then slowly stepped back, looked at Xiao Yan, and said, "That's it, then it all depends on my uncle."
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Xiao Yan nodded silently and looked solemnly at the stone tablet. On it, he felt an extremely tyrannical soul pressure.
Just a trace of the remnant soul possesses such powerful pressure. What kind of strong man must he be when he was in the past?
Such thoughts emerged in Xiao Yan's mind involuntarily.
"Back then, I once tried to obtain the "Wrath of the Underworld" cultivation method and the blood of the demon saint contained in the stone tablet. However, when my soul power just invaded the stone tablet, I was shocked. He had to vomit blood and collapsed, and it took him half a year to recover."
Looking at Xiao Yan's solemn look, Yao Ming sighed softly, looked at the stone tablet with fear, and said, "Even now I am. My strength is many times stronger than before, but I have a feeling that if we do it again, I’m afraid the outcome will not be much better than last time.”
"Cultivation is cultivation, and the power of the soul is the power of the soul. The Huangquan Stone Tablet is obviously more likely to be affected by the power of the soul."
From this perspective, if Yao Min had never practiced the power of the soul, Power, even if one has cultivated to a higher level, before causing a qualitative change in the soul, there is not much difference in the needs of the Huangquan Stone Tablet, and being kicked out is a normal thing.
Xiao Yan couldn't help but shook his head. Only people like them who know a lot about the power of the soul will know this truth. Many people have little contact with the power of the soul after breaking through the Dou Sheng. They also know nothing about this, so they naturally have to suffer the consequences of being dumb.
“A person who can step into the Dou Emperor level with half a foot is not a simple person.”
Yao Ming shook his head, only those who have experienced such a terrifying sense of oppression can It is inevitable to experience this feeling: "How is it? Is Mr. Xiao Yan sure?"
"I'm not sure, but I want to give it a try."
Xiao Yan stared at the stone tablet, but shook his head and said, although the gap between him and the Demon Saint of Huangquan is as big as the sky, after all, this stone tablet Among them, there is just a remnant of his soul. If they really fight, the outcome is unpredictable.
"In this case, it all depends on Uncle Xiao Yan."
Hearing this, Yao Ming was slightly happy when Xiao Yan agreed, and then said: "If something is wrong, place, exit as soon as possible”
“Yes.”
Xiao Yan nodded lightly, and with a movement of his body, he appeared on a stone pier directly in front of the stone monument. He slowly sat down cross-legged, and the soul in his eyebrows was also ready to move.
"Don't disturb me during this period."
Xiao Yan said softly, his body suddenly trembled slightly, and then a somewhat illusory figure appeared from between his eyebrows. Step out and finally float in front of the stone monument.
Looking at Xiao Yan’s soul condensed into the same human form as his body, Yao Ming also secretly praised him. After all, he is worthy of being the uncle of the Yao Clan. The soul power of this alchemist is powerful, and he is very powerful. Compared to myself, that's a huge difference.
The soul is too illusory. Nowadays, fighting spirit is almost rampant in the mainland. Few strong people will pay too much attention to the cultivation of the soul. After all, although the soul is the foundation of human beings, if there is no special method, it cannot be compared with When people fight, it is difficult to achieve any overwhelming results, and this is not directly proportional to the energy and time required to practice it.
Therefore, the soul power of most powerful people can only be said to be at a normal level. It is simply impossible to condense the void soul into a substantial form like Xiao Yan.
Even, this is no longer a fact that can be changed by possessing the soul technique.
The illusive Xiao Yan stood still for a moment, but Yao Wan suddenly pointed at him, and a faint bell rang out for no reason, turning into a stream of light and hitting Xiao Yan's soul body, causing others to wonder. Shocked in his heart, Xiao Yan's soul staggered slightly, and then he couldn't help but look at Yao Wan, who had found a suitable place to sit down and wait quietly.
"These ancient powerful men are not easy to get along with. Keep them carefully, maybe they will be used."
Yaowan said lightly, Xiao Yan naturally would not think of this. If there was any problem, he stepped forward, and his somewhat illusory body hit the stone monument directly. The moment the two touched, the surface of the ancient stone tablet rippled in circles like a liquid, and Xiao Yan's soul disappeared strangely on the stone tablet as if it had been swallowed.
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Above the ancient-flavored sky, the thunder roared like a furious dragon, and the loud sound shook the whole world violently. Trembling.
Xiao Yan's body was suspended in mid-air, looking at this strange space, with a flash of surprise in his eyes, and then he looked far away, looking at the end of this space.
Xiao Yan looked far into the distance, but he could only see a huge throne on the top of the mountain in the distance. On the throne, a figure in a yellow fur robe sat upright, and a wave of energy reached the sky and the earth. The trembling breath slowly spread out.
"You shouldn't have come, junior."
The faint voice, containing a kind of pressure from the soul, slowly passed into Xiao Yan's ears. Under this voice, his body was It was ripples that rippled out.
"Call the junior who left traces on your soul. The soul of the Great Perfection in Heaven is more suitable to accept this inheritance than you."
The Demon Saint of Huangquan His tone was indifferent. Even so, Xiao Yan's appearance now surprised him. The souls in the late stage of the heaven realm were the strongest souls he had seen in such a long time, but unfortunately, they still did not reach his level. Require.
Just when he thought it was another disappointment, the junior in front of him was surrounded and protected by the aura of the Perfect Soul of the Heavenly Realm. This made the Demon Saint of Underworld become interested.
The so-called inheritance is better to be lacking than to be in vain. The Demon Saint of Huangquan does not want his past stunts to fall into the hands of mediocre people and bury the prestige of his famous stunts.
But now, it seems that a particularly rare junior has arrived.
Xiao Yan was slightly startled, but he was not angry because the Demon Saint of Underworld looked down on him. He just shook his head and said: "She won't come. She said she is confident in her self-created soul battle. His skills are no worse than yours."
"What?"
The remnant soul of Huangquan Demon Saint was slightly stunned, as if he had not expected that this kind of thing would happen to him. .
Could it be that all his fame and prestige have been buried in the long river of history, and even today’s juniors have no memory of him?
"That's not true - it's just that she has such a temper and her heart is as high as the sky."
In the soul space, Xiao Yan was also vaguely thinking about the demon saint of Huangquan's momentary thoughts. After noticing something, he just couldn't help but shook his head slightly and said.
"Hmph, so she asked you to come?! You are such a bold junior!"
Have the Demon Saint of Huangquan ever suffered such contempt? He couldn't help but laughed angrily, and then He said: "Then I want to see if she allows you to come and see if you are qualified to accept my inheritance!"
The Underworld Demon Saint under the throne suddenly opened his eyes, and an extremely strong soul wave rushed out like lightning, and shot towards Xiao Yan fiercely like a sword blade.
Seeing this, Xiao Yan also smiled. He moved forward without retreating. With a wave of his sleeves, vast soul waves rippled out, resisting all the soul attacks of the Demon Saint of Underworld.
"If not, how could I come?!"
"Then you'd better catch it!"
With this contact, the Underworld Demon Sheng's expression suddenly changed slightly, Immediately, a mysterious mark formed in front of him and was placed in front of him. In an instant, an extremely terrifying wave rippled out. Under such wave, this space instantly burst into pieces. It looked like the end of the world. .
Sensing the kind of frightening fluctuations that even he felt, Xiao Yan's expression became extremely solemn. The battle of souls is more dangerous than the battle of fighting spirit. If he is not careful, it will lead to the collapse of the soul, and the soul will collapse. Once dispersed, a person's life will completely dissipate between heaven and earth.
Xiao Yan can naturally guess what it is.
"Is Huang Quan Tian Wrath..."
Xiao Yan then took a deep breath, but no longer hesitated, and a virtual ancient bell suddenly enveloped Xiao Yan stand up.
The Underworld Demon Saint narrowed his eyes slightly, but it did not affect the speed of his fighting skills at this moment.
Accompanied by the stalwart figure that surged like the wind and clouds, a deafening roar suddenly erupted. The invisible wave came in an instant and suddenly hit the ancient bell that protected Xiao Yan. The ancient bell also emitted a loud sound. It collided with the invisible sound wave of Huang Quan's wrath.
(End of this chapter)