Fight Break: Family Ancestor Xuan Emperor Xiao Xuan

This figure was tall and tall, and at first glance he looked like a rather majestic man.

The bloody giant ax that was the same length as his height was carried behind him, which added a domineering aura to his temperament.

Being able to make the old soul saint who was at the peak of the Four-Star Fighting Saint not even notice her presence, the strength of this strong man carrying a bloody giant ax was naturally even more terrifying.

"When the Soul Clan was annihilated, cousin Xiao Xuan deliberately left an incense for the Soul Clan so that the Soul Palace could continue as it is now. And now that little guy Xiao Yan came to the Southwest Continent, he also deliberately guided him.

There was a hint of curiosity in the blood-axe man's eyes.

"I really don't know what kind of game my cousin is playing behind this. Is there some unknown secret among the Soul Clan?"

After thinking for a moment, he stopped thinking.

"That's all, no matter what his strategies or plans are, I just listen to my cousin. I will kill whoever my cousin tells me to kill."

With this thought in his mind, the blood-axe man smiled slightly and flew in the direction of the soul clan saint.

To him, this soul clan saint who has reached the peak of the Four-Star Fighting Saint is still just a little girl.

"Senior, where are you taking me?"

Xiao Yan was carried by the Saint of the Soul Clan, and he glanced at the other party with some fear. The Saint of the Soul Clan had jade-like skin and a beautiful face, even though it had experienced thousands of years of wind and frost, it had not left any traces of time on it. On the contrary, it had A deep sedimentation.

In terms of appearance alone, even Xiao Yan has to give the clan leader a thumbs up.

No wonder you can be the leader of the clan, you have such a good vision.

But at this moment, he felt more uneasy. This Saint of the Soul Clan might not have any ill intentions toward him, but the remnants of the Soul Clan might not think so.

If they knew the identity of Emperor Xiao Yan's son, wouldn't they want to peel off his skin and drink his blood?

You must know that since Xiao Yan came out, he has killed several people from the Soul Clan along the way.

As if aware of his uneasiness, the Holy Maiden of the Soul Clan showed a sarcastic smile on her lips.

"Why, I heard Xiao Shaobei said that you are Xiao Xuan's direct disciple. Is it possible that the emperor of the Xiao clan is so courageous?"

"As expected, the patriarch told her everything, this traitor!" Xiao Yan roared sadly in his heart, with a smile on his face and said: "Yes, this emperor is such a coward."

After hearing these words, the soul clan saint once again showed a look of surprise on her face.

Xuan even ignored Xiao Yan and continued to move towards the space ahead.

After about half a stick of incense, a shallow film appeared in the space turbulence in front of him, and just such a film could easily block the space turbulence that could strangle the Dou Huang from the outside world.

"It's the small world membrane wall!"

After seeing this membrane wall, Xiao Yan's pupils shrank slightly.

The so-called small world is a space that was opened up by the strong Dou Emperor himself. Only the space opened up by the strong Dou Emperor can experience the passage of thousands of years.

Although the space opened up by the Dou Sheng warriors can also inhabit living beings, its solidity and area are not at the same level.

The spaces opened up by the Yin Yang Evil Saint and the Netherworld Poison Saint will decay after thousands of years of time erosion, and will even slowly dissipate between heaven and earth in a few hundred years.

Only the space opened up by the powerful Dou Di can endure for thousands of years and remain immortal.

"The background of the soul clan is really terrifying. Even if the soul world was wiped out back then, there is still a fighting emperor space in the southwestern continent."

Looking at this scene, Xiao Yan also sighed slightly.

When it comes to things like foundation, the Xiao Clan is even weaker than the Ancient Clan and the Soul Clan.

Because these two ancient races had three strong Emperor Fighters before, and it was Xiao Xuan’s turn that the third strong Emperor Fighter appeared.

As for the other major races, except for the Yan clan, there was only one Dou Emperor.

While Xiao Yan was thinking about this, the Saint of the Soul Clan had casually opened the space membrane wall in front of her, and then walked in with Xiao Yan.

Not long after the two entered the Little Soul Realm, the domineering man carrying a blood ax appeared outside the spatial membrane wall.

"Jiejie, I really didn't expect that the Soul Clan would retain such a skill. This guy, the Soul Emperor, is indeed very cunning."

The man with the blood ax felt his hands were itchy. At this moment, almost all the remnants of the soul clan were left in this space. He only needed to take out the blood ax and chop them randomly, and the soul clan would be close to being truly extinct.

"That's all, this is my cousin's layout, I can't destroy it." The blood-axe man stood outside the space membrane wall for a long time, and finally shook his head helplessly.

The endless space is huge and majestic. Although it is not as good as the Xiao Realm or even the ordinary ancient race space, its area is dozens or even nearly a hundred times larger than the space of the Netherworld Poison Saint.

This area is already close to the original area of ​​the Jia Ma Empire.

"Sure enough, it is indeed the work of the powerful Dou Di."

Looking at this scene, Xiao Yan sighed softly, but he saw a huge and magnificent palace at the core of this space. This palace was completely dark, and there was a strange and cold atmosphere everywhere.

Countless Douzong and Douhuangs shuttled among them, and occasionally a few powerful Douzuns could be seen.

"This is the Soul Palace!"

The corner of Xiao Yan's mouth twitched slightly.

"That's right, it's the Soul Palace." A teasing smile appeared on the face of the Saint of the Soul Clan, and she took Xiao Yan one step forward and directly came to the Soul Palace.

Although the Soul Palace headquarters is cold and dark, it is magnificent.

At this moment, the palace master Hun Wuya was still sitting in a place drinking tea, and in front of him was the induction cooker invented by Hun Miaomiao.

"Chi!" Hun Wuya drank a cup of tea in one gulp.

They say drinking tea is for meditation, but he does not do it for meditation, nor for being arty, he just loves to drink it.

"Chi Liu!" Hun Wuya drank another drink, and at this moment, the space in front of him fluctuated, and then a black-robed figure walked out with a young man in his hand.

"Hun Xue, do you have anything to do with me?" Hun Wuya just spoke when he saw Xiao Yan in the hand of the Holy Girl of the Hun Clan.

The moment he saw Xiao Yan, the Master of the Soul Palace's whole body changed, and an astonishing killing intent burst out from his eyes.

The Four-Star Fighting Saint's momentum was like a mountain and the sea, making everyone in the entire Little Soul Realm feel a terrible pressure, and Xiao Yan, who was in the center of the pressure, was even more oppressed and breathless.

With his current strength, he can almost walk sideways under the Fighting Saint, but to a four-star Fighting Saint, he is simply a little chicken.

"What a strong aura of Xiao clan bloodline!"

Hun Wuya stared at Xiao Yan and said coldly: "Are you the Xiao Yan of the Xiao clan?"

"Am I not Xiao Yan? Am I Hun Yan?" Xiao Yan complained slightly in his heart, broke away from the hand of the Holy Girl of the Hun Clan and greeted Hun Wuya with a smile.

"hello"

"Hmph!" Hun Wuya snorted coldly, and the terrifying aura directly caused Xiao Yan to spit out a mouthful of blood, showing no reserve of terrifying killing intent.

The Hunxue family may not have much hatred for the Xiao clan, but Hun Wuya was the deputy master of the Soul Palace and a high-ranking member of the Hun clan back then, and many of his relatives and friends died at the hands of the Xiao clan.

Therefore, the deputy master of the Soul Palace has genuine hatred for the Xiao clan.

"Hun Wuya, that's enough, don't forget that this kid is very important to us!"

Seeing Xiao Yan spurting blood suppressed by Hun Wuya's aura, Hun Xue frowned slightly, and the aura also appeared, blocking Xiao Yan's terrifying murderous intention.

After hearing these words, Hun Wuya slowly recovered and looked at Xiao Yan with still cold eyes, but this time he was much calmer.

"This kid better be useful to our clan's grand plan, otherwise you are just collaborating with the enemy."

"If I had collaborated with the enemy, you guys would have been doomed long ago." Hun Xue snorted coldly.

After hearing Hun Xue's words, Hun Wuya's face was gloomy, but he did not refute. With Hun Xue's strength and relationship with the Xiao clan, if he wanted to collaborate with the enemy, this small soul world would probably be destroyed at this moment.

"What are you going to do next?"

Hun Wuya opened his mouth slightly and said.

"Lock this kid up first. Don't let anything happen to him. Wait until Miaomiao is released from detention in three days before making any plans."

Hunxue thought for a moment, then spoke slightly.

"Forget it, since you are responsible for this matter, then everything is up to you." Hun Wuya nodded, and immediately held his palms, a small soul palace suddenly appeared on a mountain in the distance, and then With a big wave of his hand at Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan, whose fighting spirit was banned, was thrown directly into this small soul palace.

"This bastard is so arrogant!"

Being thrown into this palace casually by the other party, Xiao Yan couldn't help but want to curse.

"When the young master becomes a saint in the future, you will be the first one to be beaten!"

With this thought in his mind, Xiao Yan wanted to go out, but in just a moment, he was blocked back by an invisible membrane wall.

"I advise you not to try to go out. It's very dangerous if you go out now!"

Hun Xue's voice came from nowhere. After hearing it, Xiao Yan felt that what he said was not unreasonable, so he honestly returned inside.

"Listen to what the clan leader's mistress says, Hun Miaomiao will be released from seclusion in two days. Whether I can escape from this ghost place depends on whether this fellow villager is trustworthy or not."

Xiao Yan shook his head helplessly. Now that Dou Qi was banned, he had nothing to do, but he was finally at peace. After nightfall, looking at the Little Soul World, there was neither the Void Swallowing Flame nor the Pure Lotus Demonic Fire. Under the bright night sky, Xiao Yan slowly fell asleep.

But while he was asleep, earth-shaking movements happened in the little soul world.

The news that a heavyweight genius among the Xiao clan was imprisoned by the saint spread like wildfire, and then the entire Little Soul World went crazy.

"Don't stop me, I'm going to kill him!"