Battle Through the Heavens: Emperor's Son Xiao Yan

Chapter 162 The Seven-Colored Demon Saint's Daughter

Boom!

Accompanied by the slight trembling of countless white bone skeletons, red rays of light appeared in the eyes of the monster skeletons that had been silent for thousands of years.

In an instant, hundreds of blood-red eyes appeared in front of Xiao Yan. Even Xiao Yan's expression changed after such a battle.

Kacha, Kacha, as the eyes lit up, the skeletons of these monsters seemed to come alive, and slowly moved towards Xiao Yan and his group.

"Young master, step back a little bit." Xiao Wu took the initiative to stand in front of Xiao Yan and cover Xiao Yan.

"Old Wu, be more careful." Xiao Yan's expression was much more serious at the moment.

"Hehe, based on the skeletons of these monsters, even if they are alive, they are no match for the old man. Unless the colorful demon saint is resurrected, they will only turn into powder in front of me."

Xiao Wu smiled lightly.

As soon as his words fell, the giant python skeleton that was motionless in the distance suddenly made a sound.

The next moment, a strange red light appeared in the hollow eyes of the snake head.

"I'm such a crow's mouth!"

Seeing the scene in front of him, Xiao Wu wished he could slap himself twice,

But it was too late to say anything now, I saw that huge and majestic skeleton like a bone dragon began to come alive more and more vividly, and a pair of crimson eyes were already fixed on Xiao Yan and his party.

At this moment, the Second Saint of Civil and Military Affairs, who had been calm since leaving the Xiao Clan, finally showed a serious look on his face.

Even if the skeleton of a five-star Dou Sheng has fallen for thousands of years, as long as he can still move, it is not to be underestimated.

Seeing the gradually flexible white-boned monster walking towards him, the two sages of civil and martial arts finally stopped retaining their own strength.

Boom!

The huge aura of the two of them gushed out in an instant, and as the powerful aura spread, the surrounding space could not help but tremble slightly.

Just when the two of them were about to have a big battle with the bones of the demon saint, an aura that also reached the semi-holy level emanated from the head of the seven-colored demon saint in the ancient city.

"There is actually a semi-saint powerhouse!" The expression of the two saints, civil and military, changed even more this time.

"No, why is the aura of this semi-holy man so weird and weak." Xiao Wen showed a trace of doubt on his face.

"I didn't expect that just after this relic was born, it would be able to attract two semi-holy-level powerhouses to appear."

A hint of wry laughter came from the head of the Seven-Colored Demon Saint, and soon, the figure of an old woman appeared on the head.

The old woman had pale hair and dry skin, and she looked no different from the kind of old lady who stepped half of her foot into the coffin.

Just judging from her temperament and bone appearance, this person may have been a magnificent beauty when she was young.

And with her appearance, the three of Xiao Yan also showed a trace of surprise on their faces again. They didn't expect that there was actually a living person in this ancient city, but judging from the appearance of this person, he might not have much lifespan.

For thousands of years, even the lifespan limit of a semi-saint powerhouse is no more than that.

"It's her, she is the daughter of the Colorful Demon Saint, Medusa!"

"Just as the three of them were wondering, Youmo's voice came from Heilian again."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan's face suddenly became incomparably wonderful.

Isn't Medusa the queen of the snake-human race? Why did she appear here? She's still an old lady?
This is not the soul-stirring little sister in my imagination, this is simply a little grandma.

As if hearing You Mo's voice, the old woman's eyes passed the two saints of civil and martial arts, and looked directly at Xiao Yan and Hei Lian in front of him.

"The Nether Demon Snake? You actually know me, no, who are you, the ghost?"

Her faint voice came, and she squinted her eyes slightly at You Mo.

"The ghost is my grandfather, who missed you until the end of his life."

Seeing the old woman's gaze, You Mo's expression was a little excited.

"So it's the descendant of that coward." Hearing You Mo's voice, the old woman didn't feel the excitement after seeing her old friend, but instead sneered, the smile was full of disdain.

Hearing her call her grandfather like that, You Mo showed a hint of anger on his face.

"Senior, my grandfather met you at least once, and he is also a veteran who has followed the colorful demon saint for many years. Are you just mocking him like this old man?"

"Veteran?" Hearing these words, the old woman sneered as if she had heard some joke.

"Is your so-called veteran the one who ran away decisively when my father and the Warcraft Mountains encountered a catastrophe?"

"Look at the bones all over the place, these are your grandfather's former brothers, but when the disaster came, he was the first to escape."

"???" You Mo's face froze for a moment, and then he seemed to remember something, with a dazed look on his face.

Ignoring You Mo's bewildered expression, the old woman's eyes turned to the two sages of civil and martial arts.

"If the two of you are thinking about my father's inheritance, you should give up this idea.

The inheritance of the Seven-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python Clan is something that your human race cannot cultivate, and other things, you two must be looking down on it. "

"It turns out that this inheritance is something that humans cannot practice."

Faint laughter came from behind the Second Sage of Civil and Military Affairs, and the old woman turned her eyes to Xiao Yan.

When she took another careful look at Xiao Yan, there was a trace of surprise in her eyes.

"You have such a cultivation level at such an age, little guy, your talent is really amazing. Could it be that you are the descendant of these two semi-saints?"

"Senior, you have to be careful when you speak, we don't have the qualifications, this is the emperor of our clan."

Hearing the old woman's address like this, Xiao Wen quickly waved his hand and explained to the old woman.

"Emperor of your clan?" Hearing Xiao Wen's explanation, the old woman's surprise had already appeared on her face.

"My son, is there anyone in the Dou Qi Continent who is qualified to obtain this title? The Dou Di powerhouse must have disappeared nearly ten thousand years ago.

But since you can get such a title, you must be from some ancient race, no wonder there is such a lineup. "

"Senior is right, we are from the Xiao clan." Xiao Yan replied with a light smile.

"Xiao family?" Hearing Xiao Yan's words, the old woman's face showed a hint of bewilderment.

"It turned out to be a member of the Xiao clan, but my father had some friendship with several strong men of the Xiao clan back then.

However, the Xiao Clan had already started to face the problem of blood power. Now that all these years have passed, the current blood power of the Xiao Clan should be exhausted soon. "

"I didn't expect to be able to send two half-sages to be your guardians."

Seeing the old woman talking to herself naturally, Xiao Wu couldn't help but speak first.

"My Xiao Clan is blessed by God. There was already a new Dou Di a thousand years ago!"

This sentence is such an understatement, but it really sounded like thunder in the old woman's ears.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how can there be another Dou Di powerhouse in the current Dou Qi Continent!"

(End of this chapter)