Dou Po: Xuan Emperor Xiao Xuan

Chapter 162 The Daughter of the Colorful Demon Saint

Author: Wonton City Lord

Chapter 162 The Daughter of the Colorful Demon Saint

Boom!

Along with the slight trembling of countless white bone skeletons, red rays of light appeared in the eyes of each monster beast skeleton that had been silent for thousands of years.

In an instant, hundreds of blood-red eyes appeared in front of Xiao Yan. With such a formation, even Xiao Yan's expression changed.

Click, click, as the eyes lit up, the skeletons of these monsters seemed to come to life, slowly moving towards the direction of Xiao Yan's group of people.

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

"Mr. Wu, be careful." Xiao Yan also looked much more serious at this moment.

"Haha, based on the skeletons of these monsters, they are no match for me even when they are alive. Unless the Seven-Color Demon Saint is resurrected, they will only turn into dust in front of me."

Xiao Wu smiled lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the motionless giant python skeleton in the distance suddenly made a sound.

The next moment, a strange red light appeared in the snake head's empty eyes.

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

Seeing the scene in front of him, Xiao Wu wanted to slap himself twice.

But it was too late to say anything now. The huge and majestic skeleton like a bone dragon began to appear more and more vividly, and a pair of red eyes were already staring at Xiao Yan and his party.

At this moment, the faces of the two saints, civil and military, who had been calm and calm since leaving the Xiao clan, finally showed a serious look.

Even if the corpse of a Five-Star Fighting Saint has been dead for thousands of years, as long as it can still move, it is something that no one dares to underestimate.

Seeing the Bone Demonic Beast that was gradually becoming more flexible walking towards him, the Civil and Military Saints finally no longer retained their strength.

Boom!

The huge momentum of the two people spurted out in an instant, and as this powerful momentum spread, the surrounding space could not help but tremble slightly.

Just as the two were preparing to engage in a battle with the demon saint's bones, an aura that also reached the level of a semi-saint emanated from the head of the colorful demon saint in the ancient city.

"There is actually a strong Semi-Saint!" The expression of the Civil and Military Saints became even more serious this time.

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

"I never expected that this ruin would attract two semi-saint-level experts just after it was created."

A hint of bitter laughter came from the head of the colorful demon saint, and soon, the figure of an old woman appeared on the head.

This old woman has pale hair and dry skin. She looks no different from the old lady who has half her foot on the coffin board.

Judging from his temperament and facial features, this person may have been a very beautiful woman when she was young.

And with her appearance, Xiao Yan and the others once again had a hint of surprise on their faces. They didn't expect that there was a living person in this ancient city. However, judging from this person's appearance, he might not have long left.

After thousands of years, even the lifespan of a powerful semi-saint has reached this limit.

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

"Just when the three of them were confused, Youmo's voice came out from the black lotus again."

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

Isn't Medusa the queen of the snake people? Why does she appear here as an old lady?

This is not the charming young lady I imagined. This is simply a little grandma.

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

"Netherworld Demonic Snake? You actually know me, no, who are you, Ghost?"

Her faint voice came, and she looked at Youmo and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"The ghost is my grandfather. He will always miss you until his death."

Seeing the old woman's gaze, Youmo looked a little excited.

"It turns out he is the descendant of that coward." Hearing You Mo's voice, the old woman did not feel the excitement she felt after meeting her old friend. Instead, she sneered, her smile full of disdain.

Hearing her calling his grandfather that way, Youmo showed a trace of anger on his face.

"Senior, my grandfather has met you after all. He is also a veteran who has followed the Colorful Demon Saint for many years. Are you just mocking him like this?"

"Veteran?" Upon hearing this, the old woman sneered as if she had heard some joke.

"Are the veterans you call the ones who decisively escaped when my father and the Warcraft Mountains encountered a great calamity?"

"Look at the corpses here. These are your grandfather's former brothers. But when the disaster came, he was the first to escape."

"???" You Mo's face was stunned for a moment, and then a confused look appeared on his face as if he remembered something.

Ignoring Youmo's confused look, the old woman turned her gaze to the two saints, civil and military.

"If you two are interested in my father's inheritance, you should give up this idea.

The inheritance of the Seven-Colored Sky-Swallowing Python Clan is something that you humans cannot practice, and other things must be looked down upon by the two of you."

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

A faint laugh came from behind the Civil and Military Saints, and the old woman raised her gaze and looked at Xiao Yan.

When she took a closer look at Xiao Yan again, a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes.

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

"Old senior, you have to be careful what you say. We don't have the qualifications. This is the emperor of my clan."

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

"The emperor of your clan?" After hearing Xiao Wen's explanation, the old woman's surprise appeared on her face.

"Emperor, is there anyone in Dou Qi Continent today who is qualified to obtain such a title? The powerful Dou Emperor has probably disappeared for nearly ten thousand years.

But since you can get such a title, you must be from an ancient race, so no wonder you have such a lineup."

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

"Xiao Clan?" After hearing Xiao Yan's words, the old woman's face showed a hint of surprise.

"It turns out that he is a member of the Xiao clan, and my father had some friendship with several strong men of the Xiao clan back then.

However, the Xiao Clan had already begun to face the problem of bloodline power back then, and now that so many years have passed, the Xiao Clan’s current bloodline power should be almost exhausted.”

"I didn't expect that now I would be able to send two half-saints to be your protectors."

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

"We, the Xiao clan, have God's blessing. We already had a new Dou Emperor thousands of years ago!"

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

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how can a strong Dou Emperor appear again in the current Dou Qi Continent!"

(End of chapter)