Chapter 880 Meeting after a Thousand Years

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In a rocky area deep in the sky tomb, a figure in blood-colored armor sat cross-legged on a towering stone pillar beside him.

A blood knife smelt with a strong smell of blood, and there were many energy entities in the surrounding stone forest. However, when they looked at the bloody figure, they did not dare to disturb it by making a sound.

"laugh!"

There were many figures in the stone forest, but there were no loud sounds, so when the rapid sound of breaking through the sky sounded.

Many energy bodies in this area who have reached the peak of the Nine-Rank Douzun suddenly stood up and looked at the direction where the sound of breaking wind came from with cold eyes. This is the territory of the Blood Knife Saint. Who dares to be so presumptuous on weekdays?

When the eyes of these energy bodies showed a fierce look, the figure in the blood-colored armor also opened his eyes, frowned slightly and looked at the direction of the sound. Then he let out a cold snort, and the blood knife beside him flew out automatically, turning into...

A streak of blood shot towards the place where the sound came from.

"laugh!"

The blood light burst into the thick mist. However, before anyone could blow the stick, the blood light shot back instantly. There was only a clang sound, and the blood knife shot into the stone pillar under the bloody figure. The handle of the knife,

They were all deeply immersed in it.

"Haha, Blood Sword Saint, I haven't seen you for many years, so you don't need to greet an acquaintance like this, right?"

When the Blood Knife Saint's expression changed, a chuckle suddenly came, and then a thin figure slowly appeared in front of him through the void. The slightly familiar young face made him...

The Saint with the Blood Sword was suddenly stunned.

"Is it human?"

"What delicious flesh and blood!"

When the surrounding energy bodies saw this figure, their eyes turned red. Their eyes were full of redness and greed. Some of the bold ones couldn't help but sneak up.

"That boy from the Xiao clan back then?"

The Blood Knife Saint looked at the young figure, his eyes suddenly widened, and his face was filled with disbelief.

Back then, Xiao Yan only had the strength of Dou Zun. In his hands, the latter had no resistance at all. However, when they met again now, he felt an extremely dangerous feeling from Xiao Yan.

This feeling made him understand that Xiao Yan's strength now far surpassed his...

"Get out! Do you dare to touch this young master of the Xiao clan?"

After being stunned for a while, the Blood Knife Saint suddenly saw the energy bodies surrounding Xiao Yan. His face turned cold and he waved his sleeves, sending those energy bodies flying away.

He immediately stood up and said to Xiao Yan diligently: "I guess my brother is here to find Mr. Xiao Xuan, right? Haha, there are still some troublesome guys on the road ahead, so you should let me lead the way so as not to delay my brother's time, okay?"

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"Haha, that would be troublesome."

Xiao Yan smiled, but he did not refuse the Blood Knife Saint's hospitality. He could sense that there were indeed many tyrannical beings in the depths. Although he was not afraid, he did not want to waste time on them.

"Hey, it's a trivial matter. My brother is a descendant of Master Xiao Xuan. Anyone who attacks you in this tomb will only die."

The Blood Knife Saint smiled, then quickly floated his body and swept towards the depths. Behind him, Xiao Yan quickly followed.

Deep in the Sky Tomb, there are many powerful energy bodies, and some of them are even capable of rivaling the powerful Dou Sheng.

These existences were also sensed when Xiao Yan stepped into the depths. However, when they tried to surround them and share their flesh and blood, they were frightened by the blood-sword saint's light words and fled away quickly.

"He is Lord Xiao Xuan's descendant..."

The light words made those energy bodies equivalent to the overlord level in the Sky Tomb pale in horror. They turned around and ran faster than anything else. As old monsters who have survived in the Sky Tomb for many years, they all understood very well who

He is the master of this tomb...

Under the guidance of the Blood Knife Saint, Xiao Yan walked almost unimpeded to the deepest part of the Sky Tomb, and on that desolate plain, he once again saw the ancient tomb reef he saw back then...

"Brother, I'm going to take my leave now."

When he was still a thousand feet away from the tombstone, the Blood Knife Saint did not dare to step forward. He said something to Xiao Yan, and then he bent over and slowly backed away. His face was filled with extremely thick blood from beginning to end.

The look of awe.

Xiao Yan looked at the tombstone in the distance and couldn't help but feel a little emotional. This ancestor of the Xiao clan was indeed an outstanding figure. Not only was he an all-powerful man during his lifetime, but even now there is only a remnant of his soul, he is still a ghost hero. No wonder he is talking about his old man.

When he was famous, people like Gu Yuan always had sighs on their faces.

Xiao Yan approached the tombstone, knelt down gently with both legs, kowtowed to the tombstone, and said in a sutra voice: "Xiao Yan, my descendant, pays homage to our ancestors."

"Stop bowing, little guy..."

As soon as Xiao Yan's voice fell, a faint smile also sounded in his ears. He raised his head and saw a figure leaning against the tombstone, with a black hair scattered on his shoulders, looking extraordinarily free and easy, with everything on his face

The gentle smile makes people feel like a spring breeze. This figure is naturally Xiao Xuan, who met Xiao Yan back then!

"In the early stage of the Seven-Star Battle of Saints, the soul of the Great Perfection in Heaven, the pure lotus demon fire, the flame of living beings, the three thousand flames and other different fires are fused..."

Speaking of this, Xiao Xuan's expression became even more complicated: "Hey, Three Thousand Flames of Flame, Three Thousand Flames of Flame, back then...if it hadn't been for my insistence, maybe he would still be at the peak of Nine Stars now...

Eh...no, his breath? The breath of life, the breath of living?"

As expected of Xiao Xuan, he instantly noticed something was wrong.

As Xiao Xuan finished speaking, a figure in white appeared next to Xiao Yan. He looked like a frail scholar. He looked at Xiao Xuan with a smile and teased: "As expected of the leader of my Xiao clan, I live to be a great man and die as a great person."

Yes, he is also the overlord in this tomb."

"Xiao Yan, you are still alive, the aura of Jiuxing, no, you have also broken through to the Half-Emperor!

I understand, when Emperor Soul Heaven received the message and suddenly became furious, I thought there was something wrong with the Fighting Saints of the Soul Clan that besieged Xiao Realm, and there were quite a few of them, and it must have been your handiwork."

Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan knew this clan leader’s name for the first time, and it sounded the same as him.

What’s more, what’s even more incredible is that this supremely powerful man is actually a Half-Emperor?

He has never doubted Xiao Xuan's words.

Lin Yan smiled and said: "Actually, it's nothing. I just used the eight-star clone to trick some fighting saints from the Soul Clan to death."

The corners of Xiao Yan's mouth twitched, "Some? That's hundreds."

Xiao Xuan laughed loudly: "Haha, okay, some? I think it's all.

By the way, you kid said a clone? Could it be..."
Chapter completed!