nbsp; Chapter 79: Soul Fighting Skills: Heavenly Cold (7
Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows, and a hint of helplessness appeared on his slightly confused face: "Should I think this fighting skill is magical, or should the person who created it be named Meng? I have never heard of such a cultivation method. Shouldn't it be? Is it fake?"
"However, based on my current rough understanding, with the power of my soul at the peak of the Emperor Realm, plus two ghost spirits of high rank, the power I can exert is indeed much stronger than Huangquan Tianwu. Ice @ Fire! Chinese www..com Come on, this fighting skill seems to be really like that." Xiao Yan closed the fighting skill and muttered to himself, feeling that one head was as big as two.
"Let's ask Mr. Zhan."
But when Xiao Yan turned around and thought of the word "menopause", he immediately gave up the idea. If Mr. Zhan was willing, he would have told himself already. Since he was not willing, why bother asking for trouble?
"If you can use it better than what you are using now, use it first. With practice, you will always know what is going on." Xiao Yan tilted his head slightly and comforted himself, but he swore in his heart that he would never dare to use the technical terms on earth indiscriminately again.
"I've been here for so long, it's time to go out."
There was nothing going on in the tower. Xiao Yan was concerned about the situation in the Xiao Mansion. After bidding farewell to Mr. Zhan, he touched Long Yi's head and appeared in the Xiao Mansion in a flash.
Xiao Mansion is still quiet. The springs on both sides are gurgling and the flowers are blooming, giving this beautiful place an extra sparkle.
"Everyone hasn't come back yet." Xiao Yan walked along the path paved with snow jade, admiring the beautiful scenery on both sides. After hard training, the beautiful scenery is pleasing to the eye, and it is also a kind of relaxation.
After crossing the small bridge and turning around the corridor, Xiao Yan's eyes fell on a small pavilion not far away.
The small pavilion is very beautiful. There are several delicate bells hanging on the slightly upturned corners of the pavilion. They ring in the wind and the sound of hitting each other is very clear.
But Xiao Yan's eyes did not stay on the pavilion, but looked at a figure in the pavilion.
The figure looks a little bleak, with deep marks left by the years, but the waist is straight. It is Xiao Yao who is watching the goldfish in the pool while leaning on the railing.
"Ancestor." Xiao Yan greeted and walked forward.
Hearing Xiao Yan's voice, Xiao Yao looked back with a smile, suddenly stretched out his palm and pressed it in the air.
In mid-air, a palm print made of fighting spirit quickly enlarged, blocking all Xiao Yan's escape routes.
Xiao Yan was stunned, silver light flashed under his feet, he flipped his palm, and the Heavenly Fire Eternal Ruler waved a fire shadow and blasted out.
There was a loud "boom" and the palm prints disappeared. Xiao Yan's steps were wrong and he retreated dozens of feet before he could steady his steps.
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