Fighting Soul Clan Emperor Master

Xiao Yan was not aware of Elder Jin Zun's reaction. He fired three thousand thunderbolts and disappeared from the battlefield in a few flashes.

Xiao Yan rushed straight into the palace, but did not notice Han Feng's aura. While searching, he heard an angry shout.

"You bastard, please stop here!"

As the shouts fell, the four Douzong warriors roared in unison, and the majestic black mist surged out from their bodies. Then they gathered together and turned into a giant black python that was dozens of feet tall, looking up to the sky for a while.

With a roar, the giant tail swung, bringing up powerful wind pressure and striking at Xiao Yan fiercely.

"How dare four mere guardians stop me?"

Faced with the combined efforts of the four Douzongs to block him, a sneer flashed across Xiao Yan's face. His forward figure never paused at all. Purple-brown flames quickly surged out of his body, and then turned into a huge head.

The fire dragon flicked its tail, and Xiao Yan's forward speed suddenly accelerated, and then he collided with the black giant python like a meteorite colliding.

"Bang!"

The giant python dispersed in response, and the four Douzong flew away upside down. They flew more than a hundred meters before stopping, and then they couldn't even stand up.

Xiao Yan sneered, and then a fierce light flashed across his eyes. He flicked his fingers, and three flames burst out, and then violently bombarded the three seriously injured Soul Palace protectors, and screamed in a shocking scream.

Burning it into nothingness, he immediately looked at the last remaining Douzong with stern eyes, and shouted: "Where is Han Feng? You only have one chance, otherwise you will end up exactly the same as the previous three people!"

"I... don't know who Han Feng is, but there is a room at the end of the corridor where an alchemist seems to live." The Dou Zong of the Soul Palace said fearfully. Xiao Yan nodded slightly, but his face became colder and colder.

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Sensing the change in Xiao Yan's face, the Soul Palace Douzong suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He struggled and ran outside. However, before he could run far, blazing flames flashed from behind, and he was killed in one blow.

Devour and advance.

When I reached the end, I opened the iron door, only to find that there was no trace of anyone inside.

The room was spacious and bright, and there was still some medicinal fragrance left. Xiao Yan clenched his teeth. Based on his soul induction, he knew that Han Feng had indeed lived here, but according to the condition of the room, I am afraid that Han Feng had left for several months. He

His eyes moved slightly, but they stopped on a table.

I saw a fragment of the picture on the table. Xiao Yan's breathing became a little quickened. This fragment of picture was actually one of the fragments of the Pure Lotus Demon Fire that he had bought in Haibodong before! He quickly collected it.

In Najie, he planned to evacuate quickly. The number of elders in the Soul Palace far exceeded the two mentioned in the intelligence. If he stayed too long, the situation might not be good.

However, Xiao Yan and the elders of the Soul Hall did not know that this branch hall was completely isolated at this moment. From the beginning, Xiao Xingmeng planned to let them stage a gladiator.

Just when Xiao Yan was about to leave, the space where Xiao Yan retreated suddenly twisted and turned into an invisible barrier.

"You broke into my Soul Palace and you still want to leave safely?" Jin Zunlao yelled angrily and took action with all his strength, but what he was thinking in his mind was: "You secretly learned the Emperor Seal Art of my ancient clan and you still want to run away?"

Jin Zunlao's shining golden palm smacked out, and in an instant it condensed into a golden palm print that was as large as ten feet, and smacked it hard towards Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan's complexion also changed slightly, and his handprints changed hurriedly. "Three profound changes of sky fire, stupid first change! Second change! Third change!"

And its aura suddenly surged at this moment, soaring from Dou Zun's three-star peak to six-star junior level. Flames surged out from the palm, turned into a fire dragon, and collided fiercely with the palm prints.

Earth-shattering explosions resounded in the hall, causing a corner of the huge Soul Palace to collapse. Xiao Yan also stepped back more than ten steps in a row, and blood surged in his body. Jin Zunlao's strength had actually reached the level of fighting.

Honor the Eight Stars.

"Damn it! Shouldn't the six-star Dou Zun and above be able to reach the position of Heavenly Lord in the Soul Palace? Why is there one here?" Xiao Yan cursed secretly in his heart when he was at a disadvantage in a head-on confrontation.

Elder Jin Zun also had a solemn look on his face. Judging from the fact that this boy is not very old, his strength is already comparable to that of some geniuses from the ancient clan.

There is a time limit for the Three Mysterious Changes of Heavenly Fire. Xiao Yan decided not to fight anymore. He raised his head and glanced at the old Jin Zun who was rushing towards him again. He quickly retreated, wanting to get back into the chaotic battle circle.

"Humph, where to go?"

However, just as Xiao Yan retreated, a cold sound suddenly sounded behind him. At the same moment, there was an extremely terrifying wind. The sudden attack made Xiao Yan stunned.

His expression changed, and he quickly turned around like a conditioned reflex, and hurriedly faced him with his palms filled with fighting spirit.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Jin Zunlao danced with his palms, and each strike brought out a harsh and sharp sound of breaking wind. The space collapsed, and black cracks appeared. Xiao Yan was not to be outdone at all, and his fists rotated, and the powerful strange fire formed a dense density in front of him.

Airtight energy mesh layer.

Facing Jin Zunlao's offensive, Xiao Yan secretly complained. Jin Zunlao's strength almost suppressed him to the point where he could only defend himself. With his heart turning, Xiao Yan forcibly shook off Jin Zunlao's offensive. His toes were a little empty, and his body shape

It just flew out upside down.

With his body in mid-air, Xiao Yan turned around and walked away. He just breathed a sigh of relief, and a dangerous feeling suddenly spread out from the depths of his heart. The hairs all over his body stood on end at this moment.

"Tongtian Fist!"

Following Jin Zunlao's cold shout, a golden fist the size of a palm gently landed on Xiao Yan's back.

"it's over!"

A sinister smile appeared on the old Jin Zun's face, and the space around Xiao Yan collapsed instantly. The space collapsed, but the fuzzy flesh and blood in his preparatory course did not appear. Xiao Yan's body, however, appeared in his stunned eyes.

With a bang, it turned into nothingness.

However, this Jin Zunlao is also an experienced person. After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly came back to his senses. His eyes hurriedly turned to the exit of the room, where a figure had already rushed out like a monkey.

Look at that figure, it’s not Xiao Yan, who else could it be. What was hit just now was just the clone of Three Thousand Thunderbolts.