Xiao Yan, the emperor's son who fights against the sky

"Blood Shadow is dead!"

"How is it possible? Blood Shadow's speed is so fast. No one among us except the sect leader can catch up with him!"

The death of the Blood Shadow Venerable made several senior officials of the entire Holy Demon Sect fall into a brief silence. After all, in their thoughts, even if the Blood Shadow Venerable was not the opponent of the powerful Dou Zun, he at least wanted to Escape shouldn't be a problem.

In other words, even if he can't run away, if he reports the name of their Holy Demon Sect, this person must still look at the face of their Holy Demon Sect.

However, what was beyond their expectation was that this powerful Dou Zun didn't care at all about giving them the face of the Holy Demon Sect. A person with a fighting power of the level of a venerable killed him at the drop of a hat.

Thinking of this, their faces immediately darkened.

"A slap in the face, this is simply a slap in the face of the Holy Demon Sect."

But based on the opponent's strength, it seems that no one can defeat that strong man except for the sect leader himself.

After all, since the power of the Blood Shadow Lord has escaped from the opponent's hands, it means that the opponent's strength is probably not far behind even if it is not a high-level Dou Zun.

"Sect Master, what should we do next?"

The lean old man narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the leader of the Holy Demon Sect beside him.

"How to do?"

The leader of the Holy Demon Sect also had a gloomy face. At this moment, he wanted to rush over and kill Xiao Yan, but he couldn't figure out the opponent's strength.

If he rashly went over and failed to succeed, it would be a huge disgrace, and it would leave a powerful enemy for the Holy Demon Sect in the future.

Just when the leader of the Holy Demon Sect was hesitating, an evil and cold voice sounded from the hall again.

"Go kill him, you have to kill him, all of you, all of you."

After hearing this voice, everyone's bodies trembled slightly, and they all saluted in one direction.

"Yes, Master!"

"Young Master, where should we go next?"

In the empty valley, Lord Tianhuo and Youmo stood beside Xiao Yan, like two door gods.

Although they are not as good as the two civil and military saints who can see who is fighting whom, they are still two powerful Dou Zun, and they are also veteran Dou Zun. They are still very capable without encountering high-level Dou Zun or even half-saints.

In comparison, they were the Lord of Black Seal City and Liao Du. Since Lord Tianhuo and You Mo were resurrected, the two of them have become more humble and cautious. In the past, they had to serve Xiao Yan alone, but now they have to serve three people.

After all, although everyone is Ma Zi, Dou Zun is Dou Zun.

But they don't care. After all, being able to serve a strong Douzong was something they could brag about in the past. Maybe one day the other party will be happy and give them a few casual tips, which will be enough to help them practice to Douzong. Opportunity.

"The next step is to look for the Netherworld Poison Fire."

Xiao Yan's mind moved slightly. Since his strength reached Dou Zun, his cultivation level has no longer advanced by leaps and bounds like it did in the Xiao clan. Several months have passed since he swallowed Hai Xinyan, and he has never made a breakthrough. To the level of Samsung Douzun.

At this level of cultivation, apart from some great opportunities that are rare among the Xiao clan, the only thing that can help him make rapid progress is the strange fire.

Although Netherworld Poison Fire's ranking is not high, it is more than enough to help him become a three-star Dou Zun.

What's more important is that after swallowing the Nether Poison Fire, his Burning Technique can truly evolve from quasi-heaven-level to heaven-level skills.

By then, Xiao Yan's combat effectiveness will also be raised to another level.

Thinking of this, he also looked at Liao Du beside him.

"Since you know the ruins of the Netherworld Poison Saint, you can take us there."

"Yes, young master!"

Liao Du nodded quickly.

But when he looked at the Lord of Black Seal City beside him, he saw the excitement in each other's eyes.

Although the Nether Poison Saint is a strong Dou Zun, he has been dead for a long time. With three strong Dou Zun joining forces, it may not be difficult to break through the ruins of the Nether Poison Saint.

When the time comes, just giving them a sip of soup from the legacy of the Fighting Saint might be enough to benefit them immensely.

Ever since, in Liao Du's excitement, Xiao Yan and his party also started a short journey in the Southwest Continent.

During this nearly half-month journey, Xiao Yan and others finally saw the mystery and strangeness of the Southwest Continent.

Compared to the relatively barren Northwest Continent and the fertile Zhongzhou, the millions of mountains in the Southwest Continent also contribute to the mystery of this place.

Perhaps due to some historical reasons, many of the top strong men and ethnic groups in the past chose to live in seclusion in the Southwest Continent after their decline, and many strong men also died here.

This has resulted in many seemingly inconspicuous hills in the southwest continent often hiding mysterious spaces. Most of these spaces are dilapidated, but even if a strong Dou Zun enters them by mistake, there will be some dangers.

If they didn't have a pretty good map in their hands, everyone's journey would probably have taken a lot more effort.

While Xiao Yan and his party were on their way, a dark and majestic palace was standing in a mysterious space somewhere in the mountains of the southwest continent.

"I heard that Xiao Yan, a highly valued descendant of the Xiao clan, has come to the Southwest Continent."

In the main hall, the Bone Nether Saint sat in front of Hun Wuya, the master of the Soul Palace, with an excited look in his old, skeleton-like green eyes.

"Jie Jie Jie, I heard that when he went out, he was accompanied by two powerful semi-saints. If he were to be killed, the Xiao clan would definitely be heartbroken."

"And it is said that Soul Niu also died because of this boy."

Thinking of this, the green flames in Guyou's old eyes became even more intense.

"This Xiao Yan cannot be killed yet."

Just as the Bone Nether Saint was rubbing his hands excitedly, Hun Wuya, the master of the Soul Palace sitting opposite him, shook his head slightly.

"Palace Master, why is this?"

The originally excited expression on the Bone Nether Saint's face suddenly dimmed, and there was even a hint of anger in his eyes as he looked at Hun Wuya.

"Is it possible that you have forgotten our soul clan's thousand-year blood feud?"

"Of course not." Hun Wuya sneered, but his face showed a more serious expression.

"A thousand-year blood feud is just one of them, but a thousand-year plan is the foundation! Is it possible that you don't want the clan leader to be resurrected?"

After hearing the words that the patriarch was resurrected, Gu You's originally resentful look was replaced by a look of ecstasy and excitement.

"You mean, the patriarch you are talking about is..."

Having said this, this warrior at the Fighting Saint level actually started to tremble slightly with excitement.

There is only one person in the long history of the Soul Clan who can be called the clan leader by the four-star fighting saint Hun Wuya.

The leader of the Soul Clan, the Emperor of Soul!

Thousands of years ago, one of the most powerful people in this world was the supreme being of the Soul Clan.

"Yes, the seeds have awakened. It's time to bring the clan leader out of the sky tomb."