Fighting is broken, but the heroine script

Yao Wan'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 was really surprising, this young lady of the Medicine Clan was really a special being that he had seen now.

After all, how can someone who has the courage to say that he may not be inferior to the Demon Saint of Underworld in the future 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.

"Um--"

Xiao Yan nodded, then took a step forward and said, "Even so, it is up to me to handle it, Yaoming Clan Chief."

As he spoke, Xiao Yan couldn't help but look up at the huge stone tablet. On the stone tablet, there were many strange runes engraved, and there was a faint flickering of strange light. On the stone tablet, there was carved a huge finger and a deep figure. There is a half-foot-long palm print, and some strange information spreads out from it. I think this should be the so-called Underworld Finger and the cultivation method of Underworld Palm.

Yao Ming first bowed solemnly in front of the stone tablet, then slowly stepped back, looking at Xiao Yan, and said, "That's it, then it all depends on my uncle."

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 has such a 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 get 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 so shocked that I vomited blood and collapsed. It took me half a year to recover.”

Yao Ming looked at Xiao Yan's solemn look, and sighed lightly, looking at the stone tablet with fearful eyes, and said: "Even though my strength is many times stronger now than before, I have a feeling that if I do it again, , I’m afraid the outcome won’t be much better than last time.”

"Cultivation is cultivation, and the power of the soul is the power of the soul. This Huangquan Stone Tablet is obviously more likely to be affected by the power of the soul."

From this point of view, if Yao Ming had never cultivated the power of the soul, even if he had cultivated to a higher level, before causing a qualitative change in the soul, there would be little difference in the needs of the Huangquan Stone Tablet. It's completely normal to kick them out.

Xiao Yan couldn't help but shook his head. Only people like them who know a lot about the power of the soul would know this truth. There are many people who know nothing about it after breaking through the Dou Sheng because they rarely come into contact with the power of the soul. You know, naturally you have to suffer these dumb losses.

"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 understand this feeling. It is inevitable: "How is it? Is Uncle 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, there is only a remnant of his soul in this stone tablet. If they really collide, The outcome is unpredictable.

"In that case, it all depends on Uncle Xiao Yan."

Hearing this, Yao Ming was slightly happy when Xiao Yan agreed, and then said: "If you find anything wrong, exit as soon as possible."

"Um."

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 time."

Xiao Yan said softly, and his body suddenly trembled slightly. Immediately, a somewhat illusory figure stepped out from between his eyebrows, and finally floated in front of the stone tablet.

Seeing Xiao Yan's soul condensed into the same human form as his own body, Yao Ming also secretly praised him. After all, he was worthy of being the uncle of the Yao Clan. The soul power of this alchemist was so powerful. Compared with his own, it was simply nothing. The difference between cloud and mud.

The soul is too illusory. Douqi is almost rampant in the mainland today. 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, without special methods, it will be difficult to fight with others. The overwhelming effect achieved is out of proportion 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 more, this is no longer a fact that can be changed by possessing soul skills.

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 be shocked, Xiao Yan The soul body staggered slightly, and then couldn't help but look at Yaowan 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."

Yao Wan said lightly, Xiao Yan would not think there was any problem with this. 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.

…………

In the sky filled with ancient aura, thunder roared like a furious dragon, and the loud noise made the whole world tremble violently.

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, with an aura that made the heaven and earth tremble. Slowly spread out.

"You shouldn't have come, junior."

The faint voice, which contained a kind of coercion from the soul, slowly passed into Xiao Yan's ears. Under this voice, ripples appeared in his body.

"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 Underworld Demon Saint's tone was indifferent. Even so, Xiao Yan's appearance now surprised him. The soul in the late stage of the heaven realm was the strongest soul he had seen in such a long time. But it was a pity. Didn't meet his requirements.

Just when he thought it would be 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 Demon Saint Huangquan looked down on him. He just shook his head and said: "She won't come. She said she is confident that her self-created soul fighting skills will not be better than yours." Difference."

"What?"

The remnant soul of the Underworld Demon Saint was slightly startled, as if he had never expected that such a 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 aware of the Momentary Thoughts of the Demon Saint of Huangquan, but he couldn't help but shook his head slightly and said.

"Hmph, so she asked you to come?! What a bold junior!"

Demon Saint Huangquan had never suffered such contempt before. He couldn't help but laughed angrily and said, "Then I want to see if she allows you to come. Are you 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, and moved forward instead of retreating. With a wave of his sleeves, vast soul waves rippled out, resisting all the soul attacks from the Demon Saint of Underworld.

"If I can't, why would I come?!"

"Then you'd better catch it!"

At this contact, the face of the Underworld Demon Saint suddenly changed slightly. Immediately, a mysterious mark was formed in front of him and placed in front of him. In an instant, an extremely terrifying wave rippled out. Under such wave, this space , and in an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth began to crack. It looked like the end of the world was coming.

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.

The Underworld Demon Saint narrowed his eyes slightly, but it did not affect the speed of his fighting skills at all.

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.