Dou Po: Xuan Emperor Xiao Xuan

Chapter 174 The Demonic Saint

Author: Wonton City Lord

Chapter 174 The Demonic Saint

Looking at Xiao Yan who suddenly appeared from the Demon Saint's space, the young man in purple also had a look of surprise on his face.

"Dou Zong?" There was a hint of doubt in his voice, but more of it was surprise.

Because the boy in front of him is really too young. With his fighting saint cultivation, he can easily feel the other person's true age.

The real age is that this boy is really only sixteen years old.

Such a young Douzong expert, even as a Dou Sage, was slightly shocked at this moment.

But no matter how young Xiao Yan is, he is still just a Dou Sect, and in front of the powerful Dou Sage, he is still an ant.

Ignoring Xiao Yan's gaze, the purple-robed young man looked at the Civil and Military Saints with a hint of threat.

"You two, leave quickly now. I don't have to worry about today. This inheritance can only be obtained by my snake clan monsters.

You two humans have no chance of getting it, so why bother to offend me for this."

Seeing the appearance of the purple-robed man, Xiao Wen shook his head indifferently, and instead turned his gaze to Xiao Yan aside.

"Whether we leave or not, it doesn't matter what I say, it's up to our young master to decide."

Upon hearing this, the expression on the purple-robed young man's face changed from surprise to shock.

Naturally, he knew the strength of these two old men very well. They were both semi-saint level experts, and they were very rare in the northwest continent.

But now he has become the guard of a young man, so this young man is probably the core disciple of some ancient clan.

When he thought that there might be more than a dozen strong fighting saints among that kind of ancient clan, and among them there must be those whose strength far exceeded his own, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​killing this young man.

"Little friend, what do you think?" He also looked at Xiao Yan politely at this moment.

Xiao Yan glanced at the inheritance space behind him, turned his head and gently shook his head at the purple-robed young man.

Seeing Xiao Yan's actions, the purple-robed young man's face darkened.

How dare a little Douzong shake his head?

"Looking at my little friend's identity, I guess he is a core child of some ancient clan.

I don’t know where my little friend is from.”

Suppressing the anger in his heart, the young man decided to ask about the situation first.

Faced with the inquiry from the young man in purple robe, Xiao Yan also opened his mouth slightly and said calmly: "Zhongzhou Xiao Clan."

"Zhongzhou Xiao Clan?" The purple-robed man's face suddenly stiffened.

At the level of Dou Sheng, one might not know about the behemoth Xiao Clan in Zhongzhou.

Thousands of years ago, another strong Emperor Fighter appeared in this clan.

I am a mid-level one-star Fighting Saint, but I am nothing in front of this behemoth.

But no matter how deep the other party's background is, he still can't stop his desire for the inheritance of the demon saint.

At this level, every step forward is extremely difficult.

There was no way he would give up this opportunity.

But despite this, he still didn't want to offend the behemoth Xiao clan.

"Little friend, as long as you are willing to give up this demon saint inheritance, I can give you a set of heaven-level fighting skills and three magic cores of eighth-level magic beasts. How about it?"

The young man in purple robe slowly spoke.

Hearing his words, even Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows, but in the end he gently shook his head.

"I'm sorry, although this inheritance is not of great use to me, I still can't give it to you."

Hearing Xiao Yan's words, the face of the purple-robed young man turned completely gloomy.

"I, Ziran, have traveled across the Northwest Continent for thousands of years, and I have never spoken to anyone in such a nice and friendly manner. Now you are not giving me face even when I talk to you in such a polite manner. In this case, don't blame me for being rude."

With that said, he was about to take action, but at this moment, a stream of colorful light flew out from the inheritance space, and finally transformed into a stooped old lady on the snake's head.

"Xiao Yan, then, this child will be taken care of by you from now on."

The first-generation Medusa handed Xiao Yan a beam of colorful light, in which was a sleeping colorful little snake. However, as soon as the little snake fell into Xiao Yan's hands, the first-generation Medusa felt a powerful aura.

The moment she raised her head and saw the young man in purple robe, the original smile on his face instantly turned into gloom and murderous intent.

"Zi Ran, I didn't expect that thousands of years have passed and you are still not dead?"

And the moment he saw the first generation, the purple-robed young man also showed a hint of astonishment on his face, and then a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Caiyu, thousands of years have passed, but I didn't expect you to be still alive."

"I just didn't expect that you, who were in your prime, would be so old now. Haha, you used to be indifferent to me, but now you have no value in my eyes."

"Haha, the traitor dares to bark here. You were the first deserter back then. Don't you feel any guilt towards my father?"

The first generation Medusa, or Caiyu, stared at Ziran coldly.

At this moment, Xiao Yan and others realized that this young man in purple robe was actually a disciple of the Seven Colorful Demon Saint.

It's just that this person may be like the Nether Demon Snake back then, afraid of fighting and running away.

"Haha." Hearing this, Zi Ran in the sky showed a cold-blooded smile.

"Obviously you, the Colorful Clan, are too stubborn. Master, he is a majestic Five-Star Fighting Sage. He obviously has the power to be free in the world, but he fought bloody battles with those terrible degenerate tribes for the so-called glory of his ancestors.

You colorful people are noble, but why should our subordinates also suffer death?"

"Look at this terrifying sea of ​​bones. They insisted on their so-called faith back then, but now, even a strong man like him has turned into bones?"

"Only me, I survived to the end and successfully broke through the holy level, I am the final winner!"

A crazy smile appeared on Zi Ran's face.

Looking at this scene, even Caiyu showed a trace of sadness on her face.

"I don't want to talk about anything else today. I want to decide on this inheritance!"

A hint of a sinister smile appeared on Ziran's face, and her eyes swept over Xiao Yan and Caiyu at the same time. The purpose of these two people was obvious, that is, they did not want themselves to get the so-called inheritance.

"If you take this inheritance by force, I will not let you go." Looking at his tone, Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

"Hahaha, young man, it doesn't matter that you are the young master of a rich clan, and it doesn't matter that you have a half-saint guard. In the face of absolute power, everything is nonsense.

To prevent a strong man from gaining strength is to take someone's life. If you dare to stop me again, I will kill you too!"

He sneered.

After saying that, one side of his body transformed into a majestic purple python that was thousands of feet long.

It is an ancient alien species, the Purple Sky Demonic Python!

Looking at the towering and terrifying giant python, Xiao Yan's face was extremely gloomy and he clenched his fists tightly.

In this life, he had not been threatened like this for a long time. However, what this giant python said was extremely true, and he suddenly felt that long-lost feeling of powerlessness.

In the face of a strong Fighting Saint, all resistance is in vain.

"Today, anyone who stands in my way will die!"

The purple python made a sound in the air that could make the space tremble, but the next moment, an equally majestic white bone python jumped up from the sea of ​​bones.

"If you want to die, just give it a try!"

Caiyu's cold voice echoed through the sky.

(End of chapter)