Chapter 316
"boom!"

Just as Huang Quanzhi cracked, the ground below Xiao Yan burst open suddenly, a huge yellow palm swept out like lightning, and with a flicker, it appeared under Xiao Yan. Yan's body was firmly held in it.

"broken!"

Calm syllables slowly came out from the giant hand, and the shadow of a huge flaming sword that reached the sky slowly rose, directly shaking the palm to burst open.

That's Xiao Yan's sword soul!
Today, Xiao Yan's "Sword Soul Sutra" has long been completed to the completion of the Soul Condensation Chapter. The three souls of heaven, earth, and man, or the three souls of heaven, earth, and life, are completely integrated with his own sword intention, and are nourished by the sword intention. The soul of the sword is achieved, and the sword and man become one!

Of course, under the influence of the alien fire, Xiao Yan's sword soul also contained the fiery fury unique to the alien fire.

"Demon Saint of Underworld, show up. With these methods, you still can't defeat me..."

When the giant yellow palm exploded, Xiao Yan's figure reappeared in this space. He raised his head and gazed into the distance. A faint voice, like thunder, spread throughout this space.

"Boom!"

As soon as Xiao Yan's voice came out, on the ground not far ahead, a mountain peak suddenly broke through the ground, rose up, and finally stood tall.

On the top of the mountain peak, there is a huge throne. On the throne, a figure in a yellow fur robe sits upright, and an aura that trembles even the heavens and the earth slowly spreads out.

"Junior, this is not the place you should come, go back."

The faint voice contained a kind of coercion from the soul. Under this voice, even the body was rippled.

Xiao Yan looked at the figure on the throne and smiled slightly, "Although you were once the pinnacle of power in the world, but now, you are just a remnant soul that sticks to your obsession and remains in the world."

"Ignorant junior, how dare you be so presumptuous in front of me!"

Hearing Xiao Yan's words, the figure under the throne suddenly opened his eyes, and an extremely strong wave of soul surged out like lightning, shooting towards Xiao Yan viciously like a sword blade.

"Tips for carving insects."

Seeing this, Xiao Yan also smiled. He moved forward instead of retreating. With a wave of his robe sleeves, vast soul waves rippled out, resisting all the soul attacks from the Demon Saint of Underworld.

"If you want Huang Quan's anger and blood essence, you must first defeat this seat!"

Xiao Yan took a breath slowly, stepped forward with his feet, and at this moment, his body suddenly swelled hundreds of feet, like a giant standing between the sky and the earth, looking down at Huang Quan condescendingly The demon sage slammed at the latter fiercely with his giant palm.

"Outrageous!" book
Huangquan Yaosheng suddenly raised his head, shouted angrily, and pressed his palms fiercely on the ground. Immediately, the ground in this space trembled violently. Immediately, the ground burst, and countless huge palms burst out, like Like a torrential rain, it ruthlessly bombarded the body of the soul giant transformed by Xiao Yan.

"Destroy!"

The powerful offensive caused Xiao Yan Yuan Shen to send out a wave of fluctuations. He did not dare to neglect it at the moment. With a thought, an extremely hot and sharp soul power surged out, and then violently impacted below. , at the moment of contact, the countless giant palms were shattered, and even suppressed the shaking earth.

"Your soul actually contains the power of strange fire?!"

With this contact, the face of the Demon Saint of Yellow Springs suddenly changed slightly, and immediately a strange handprint was formed on both hands like lightning, and then he put the handprint on his mouth. In an instant, the sky and earth split open in this space, as if the doomsday was approaching.

"Huang Quan Tian Fu..."

Sensing the kind of terrifying fluctuations that even he felt, Xiao Yan's expression became serious. 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 his soul.

And once the soul is dispersed, a person's life will completely dissipate between heaven and earth.

However, Xiao Yan’s soul.With system support, it’s not a big problem.

Feeling the terrifying invisible soul fluctuations and oppression, Xiao Yan was very sure that the surroundings were enough to shock all souls below the late Heaven Realm to the point of being shaken to pieces, or even turn them into nothingness.

The Wrath of the Underworld can make many powerful Dou Sheng warriors change their expressions upon hearing the news, and this reputation is not in vain!
The Heaven Realm corresponds to the Fighting Saint. If you are not an alchemist, your soul power can reach the late stage of the Heaven Realm, and your cultivation level is at least above the six-star Fighting Saint.

Between the heaven and the earth, there is a commotion, the space is fluctuating violently at this moment, and in this fluctuation, only the remnant soul of the demon sage in Huangquan can be seen, and suddenly there are strange ripples, and these ripples faintly merge into one There is a huge invisible figure that is thousands of feet long. If you look closely, you will find that this figure is exactly the same as its appearance!But the prestige exuded is completely different.

"This is the real body of the Demon Saint of Huangquan..."

Xiao Yan did not expect that this residual soul could actually use sound waves to condense into the true body of the Underworld Demon Saint.

The avatar of the invisible demon sage transformed by the sound waves lowered his head slowly, his indifferent eyes fixed on Xiao Yan in the distance, and then his mouth slowly opened, a syllable with an ancient aura, as if coming from layers of thunder clouds Like a thunder dragon that shuttled out, it suddenly showed its majestic appearance!

"Moo!"

With one word blurted out, the invisible demon saint's true body immediately collapsed, but at the same time, there was also this space. Xiao Yan could clearly see it with his naked eyes. Under the spread of the invisible sound waves, the space cracked inch by inch, and a wave of A nearly destructive shock wave surged in at a speed faster than light.

"Fudo Ming King, Kang!" Xiao Yan also formed a seal with his hands, Zhang spat out a strange syllable, and the crimson flame turned into a lotus platform, wrapping him layer by layer!

The "moo" sound of Huang Quan Tian Wrath is one of the six-character Buddhist mantras.

The "Kang" sound used by Xiao Yan is also one of the six-character Buddhist mantras.

Of course, it's just that the pronunciation is the same, not the two words.

The move that Xiao Yan is displaying at this moment is imitated from the unique skill of the Golden Saint Shaka, Fudo Myooh, in the previous life of "Saint".

His strength has reached the Dou Sheng level, and he exists in the world of Panlong. He has meditated on the laws of heaven and earth for many years, and has reached the god level. In terms of realm, Xiao Yan is already enough.

It is not impossible to create a soul defense fighting skill.Sound waves swept through this space like a storm, and everything was turned into nothingness under the impact of the sound waves. Dark light shrouded this place, and there was only a solitary mountain peak, standing in this dark void. On the mountain peak, the Demon Saint of Underworld also sat back on his throne, and his already illusory body became much more transparent. Obviously, the previous attack consumed too much of his strength.

The demon sage of Huangquan raised his head, looked at the dark and empty space, and said slowly: "It is a kind of blessing for you to be able to fall under the wrath of Huangquan."

It is worthy of being the famous skill of the Underworld Demon Saint. Just using a remnant soul has such power. It is really hard to imagine how devastating it will be when the Underworld Demon Saint himself performs it. "

As soon as the words of the Underworld Demon Saint fell, a red lotus with a size of several feet suddenly appeared in the empty space. The lotus petals stretched out and the figure appeared.

Xiao Yan walked through the void and walked step by step to the front of the mountain. He looked at the remnant soul of the Underworld Demon Saint on the throne and smiled slightly.

"Heavenly Flame... No wonder you survived."

Looking at the flames around Xiao Yan, the remnant soul of the Underworld Demon Saint was also a little surprised and said: "But even if you are protected by the strange fire, your soul must be seriously injured now, right?"

"Fortunately, time is the most terrifying force in this world after all. Now you are just a remnant soul, with only the soul power of the early Heaven Realm left. After all, I am also in the late Heaven Realm. At this level, it is not enough to let I'm seriously injured."

Huangquan Tianwu, a heaven-level advanced fighting skill, is the famous stunt of Huangquan Demon Saint. After all, it is much better than the "Fudo Myoyo Red Lotus Tianye" created by Xiao Yan's sudden inspiration.

After taking this move forcefully, Xiao Yan was also a little dizzy.

"In these years, you are the first person who can withstand the wrath of Huangquan." The remnant soul of Huangquan Demon Saint stared at Xiao Yan. After a while, a rare smile appeared on his face, and his body slowly leaned against the throne. , with a somewhat sad tone: "This day has finally come..."

"Senior, what I did was only Huang Quan Tian Fu's cultivation method and the blood essence of the demon saint. I don't have any other thoughts about you." Xiao Yan said with a light smile.

"You have withstood Huang Quan's wrath, and what you want will be given to you." Huang Quan Yaosheng was noncommittal, flicked his fingers, and a wave of soul wave flashed out, and finally floated in front of Xiao Yan.

Feeling the soul wave, Xiao Yan hesitated for a moment, and then secretly and cautiously grabbed it into his hands. When the wave took hold, it turned into a stream of information and quickly poured into Xiao Yan's mind. .

Suddenly, a complete cultivation method appeared in his mind, and the fonts with an ancient atmosphere made Xiao Yan feel a little happy in his heart.

He closed his eyes slightly, feeling the information. After a while, he opened his eyes, and the joy on his face magnified. In that message, there was not only Huang Quan Tian Fu's cultivation method, but also Huang Quan's guidance. And the cultivation method of Huangquan Palm.

"Thank you, Senior Huang Quan."

Suppressing the joy in his heart, Xiao Yan hastily cupped his hands at the Demon Sage of Huangquan, and said.

"My mission is to wait for someone to defeat me and pass on what I have learned... Your soul power has reached the conditions for cultivating the Wrath of the Underworld..."

The Demon Saint of Huangquan smiled slightly and spread his palms. As he spread his palms, a stream of light golden trickles suddenly appeared on his illusory body. These trickles all converged on his palm. In the blink of an eye, It turned into a ball of golden liquid.

As soon as this ball of golden liquid appeared, Xiao Yan felt the power of the bloodline hidden deep in his heart beating violently.

"Is this... the essence and blood of the Underworld Demon Saint..." Xiao Yan looked closely at the golden liquid, and he could feel the strange energy contained in it.

"No wonder this remnant soul can summon the true body of the Underworld Demon Saint. It turns out that the blood essence is hidden in his body..." Xiao Yan glanced at the remnant soul of the Underworld Demon Saint, thoughtfully.

"Alas, I have been practicing for thousands of years, and my soul has entered the legendary imperial realm...

However, the last step was still not taken..." The Demon Saint of Huangquan gently stroked the golden liquid with his palms, and there was endless melancholy and unwillingness in his voice.

Shaking his head slowly, there was an ancient flavor in his voice. The Demon Saint of Huangquan looked at the golden liquid in his palm, and finally sighed. With a wave of his palm, the golden liquid flew towards Xiao Yan. And go.

"Being able to come here is fate, being able to withstand the wrath of Huangquan is due to ability... Huangquan's unique knowledge is not taught to mediocre people, and you are an extraordinary person."

The golden blood slowly fell into Xiao Yan's palm, and the vast and majestic energy fluctuations caused the blood in Xiao Yan's body to become much hotter.

"Thank you, Senior Huang Quan!"

Carefully collecting the blood of the Demon Saint, Xiao Yan raised his head, but saw that the mountain peak began to crack, and the throne on it also cracked with countless cracks. The body of the Demon Saint of Huangquan on the throne It is also becoming more and more illusory.

"The mission has been completed. I hope that the unique skills of this seat will not lose its brilliance and prestige with the fall of this seat."

"Senior, let's go!"

Xiao Yan bowed to the Demon Saint of Underworld with a solemn expression. Looking at his appearance, this remnant soul should have been able to exist for so many years because of the essence and blood of the Demon Saint. Now that the essence and blood have left the body, the remnant soul is also like The remaining candles in the wind dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Ha ha……"

Demon Saint Huangquan chuckled and nodded slightly, and his body completely dissipated in an instant. At the moment it dissipated, the mountain peaks and the throne collapsed with a "rumbling", and finally turned into Nothingness, dissipates away.

Looking at the empty space that suddenly became dark and empty, Xiao Yan also sighed softly, his body trembled, and his illusory body slowly disappeared into this space.

And the space here also quietly disappeared with a "chi" sound...

On the altar, Medusa, Qinglin and Lieyan looked at Xiao Yan, who had been sitting on the stone pillar for nearly an afternoon, and their eyebrows could not help but frown slightly.

This stone tablet seems ordinary, but the power contained in it is something that even powerful people like Yao Ming dare not underestimate. Although they have always had confidence in Xiao Yan, they still can't help but feel a little worried at this moment.

"Patriarch Yaoming, did it take so long for the strong members of your clan to enter the stele in the past?" After waiting for a while, Medusa finally frowned.

"This..." Yao Ming didn't know how to answer, with their soul power.They were injured just after entering, and they didn’t know anything about it.

(End of this chapter)

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