Battle Through the Heavens: Emperor's Son Xiao Yan

Chapter 137 Inheritance of the Colorful Demon Saint

I saw a ball exuding black light that drilled out of the water and then attacked towards Xiao Yan with lightning speed.

Seeing this, the corner of Xiao Yan's mouth twitched into a sneer, and he quickly stepped back a few steps behind him.

Seemingly feeling his rapid retreat, there was a wave of emotion similar to taunting in the black ball.

Then with a 'click' sound, an old hand stretched out and held it in his hand.

"Buzz!" The black sphere rotated rapidly, but it couldn't get rid of the old palm at all. It vibrated uneasily twice, and finally emitted frightened waves.

"I just said where did the monster's magic core go? It turned out to be hidden in this blood pool." Looking at the black ball in Xiao Wen's hand that was struggling continuously but had no power to resist, Xiao Yan showed a hint of playfulness on his face. smile.

After the black ball struggled for a while, a middle-aged man's soul in black finally flew out of it.

"Who the hell are you! How can there be a semi-holy powerhouse in this kind of place!" He looked at the three people in front of him in horror.

I thought that the young man was at most the strength of the Douhuang, but he didn't expect the two old men behind him to have such terrifying strength.

"Are you qualified to know who we are?" Xiao Wu snorted coldly and wanted to kill his soul.

The soul of a small eighth-level monster is not worth much.

"Old Wu, wait a minute." Xiao Yan waved his hand suddenly, and walked in front of the middle-aged man.

"Tell me, where did you get the scales of these two seven-colored sky-swallowing pythons?"

"Just because you want to know the news about the Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python. Ah!" Just as a sneer appeared on the Nether Demon Snake's face, it was severely whipped by a pitch-black soul whip.

He turned his head, and suddenly found that the majestic old man was staring at him coldly.

"A little eighth-level monster dares to talk to my patriarch like this. I think this is the way to kill you."

"Young master?" The Nether Demon Snake just felt a little confused. What is the origin of this young man that he can be called the young master by a semi-holy-level powerhouse.

"I'll give you another chance, obediently tell me where you got the scales of the Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python, and I can spare your life.

Otherwise, you can only be out of your wits. "

Xiao Yan glanced at the middle-aged man indifferently. If he hadn't been concerned about the news of the Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python, he really wouldn't have bothered to care about the remnant soul of an eighth-level monster.

"I, if I say so, can you really let me go?" There was a trace of hesitation on the face of the man in black.

The two old guys in front of him are really too powerful, even in his heyday he was no match for them, not to mention that he is just a small remnant now, and even the young man in front of him makes him feel dangerous.

"You have no choice. My young master has limited patience. I will give you three breaths. If you don't say anything, you will die." Xiao Yan didn't even bother to pay attention to this rush.

"You!" The middle-aged man's eyes showed a hint of anger at being so underestimated by the young man, but he was relieved immediately after seeing the two old men.

This young man's background is probably not weaker than that of the Nine Nether Earth Python clan, but I don't know how such a powerful force suddenly came to the Warcraft Mountains.

"Forget it, I said." The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly.

"These two scales are indeed the scales of the seven-colored sky-swallowing python, and they are also the natal scales of the last ninth-order seven-colored sky-swallowing python on the mainland, the seven-colored demon saint."

As soon as these words came out, not only Xiao Yan showed a surprised look on his face, but even the two saints of civil and martial arts also showed a dignified look on their faces.

The Seven-Colored Demon Saint was a strong man thousands of years ago. In terms of age, he may be even older than Xiao Xuan, and the strength of this Demon Saint is also extremely terrifying. According to the records of the Xiao Clan, the last time the Colorful Demon Saint made a move At that time, the strength had reached the level of the five-star Dou Sheng.

With such a level, even among the Xiao Clan back then, they could be regarded as top powerhouses.

The most important thing is that he is the last Seven-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python on the Dou-Qi Continent who has reached the holy rank. It is rumored that he has the secret of the downfall of the Seven-colored Heaven-Swallowing Python family.

This aroused a little interest in Xiao Yan who had thoughts about the Queen of the Snake Human Race.

"Where did you get these two scales?" Xiao Yan stared at the middle-aged man and said indifferently.

"Yes, I learned about it from my grandfather. My grandfather used to be a follower of the Seven-Colored Demon Saint. After the Seven-colored Demon Saint fell, he led our Nether Demon Snake Clan to seek refuge with the current Nine Nether Land Underworld Python Clan. .”

The middle-aged man obediently gave up his family fortune.

"It turns out that this kid is also a second generation." Xiao Yan nodded thoughtfully and said, "What is your purpose for collecting these scales?"

"The Seven-Colored Demon Sage has been dead for many years, even if it's a life-defying scale, it doesn't seem to be of much value to you."

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help but said: "If I tell this secret, can you send me back to the Nether Demon Snake Clan?"

"Bold, what level are you bargaining with my patriarch's young master?"

Hearing this, Xiao Wu's face on the side turned dark, and he raised the Soul Beating Whip high, ready to hit him.

"Old Wu." Xiao Yan stopped Xiao Wu's behavior, looked at the middle-aged man coldly and said, "The right to make the decision now is up to me, now you tell me everything you know obediently, maybe I can still consider it." one time.

If you offend this young master, do you know that the soul clan has a set of soul searching techniques! "

"You, you are from the Soul Clan!" Hearing Xiao Yan's words, the middle-aged man's expression changed drastically.

The Soul Clan was one of the most powerful forces on the mainland when he was alive, even the Nine Nether Earth Python Clan was no match for the Soul Clan at their peak.

"Jie Jie, we are not the Soul Clan, but the Xiao Clan. But the Soul Clan has been wiped out by us, and the things of the Soul Clan will naturally belong to our Xiao Clan."

Seeing his surprised expression, Xiao Wu showed a mischievous smile on his face.

"Xiao Clan!" The middle-aged man's face was shocked at first, and when he heard that the Soul Clan had been wiped out by the Xiao Clan, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

"How is it possible? How could the soul clan be destroyed when they are so powerful?" He shook his head in disbelief.

"Nothing is impossible, if you make my clan's young master unhappy, the next one to be wiped out will be the Nether Demon Snake clan.

At that time, the masters of our clan will dispatch to see if the little Nine Nether Earth Python Clan dares to protect you. "Xiao Wu sneered.

"This boy turns out to be the young master of the Xiao Clan. No wonder there are two half-sages by his side." The man in the middle looked at Xiao Yan thoughtfully.

The next moment, a humble and respectful smile appeared on his face.

"Don't worry, young master, I said, I said!"

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Such a 180-degree change in attitude made the three of Xiao Yan rub their hands in a hurry.

"Please look, young master." The middle-aged man slowly summoned two colorful scales to Xiao Yan.

"According to what my grandfather said, there were seven natal reverse scales on the Seven-Colored Demon Saint back then, and if all seven natal reverse scales are gathered..."

"You can start the inheritance of the colorful demon saint!"

(End of this chapter)