Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

The chaos continued.

Various Dou Qi energies bloomed like fireworks.

As time went on, the fight for the scrolls became more intense.

Because some scrolls had been successfully seized, and seeing that the number of remaining scrolls was becoming less and less, the fight was naturally more crazy.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Xiao Yan and the other two quickly flashed back and returned to Wei Yang's side, looking at the chaos in the hall with vigilance.

Just now, Xiao Yan successfully seized the red scroll and killed the leader of Xuanming Sect, a two-star Dou Zun.

And the human puppet was also led to another place by Qinglin and Ziyan, and successfully got rid of it.

Although these things are powerful, they do not have any reason. Basically, they kill anyone they see. They will not target a specific person, but everyone in the hall.

Wei Yang and the others gathered together again and looked around.

Not far away, the group of Fenyan Valley also gradually stopped and withdrew from the fight.

They also successfully seized a scroll.

The Tianyaohuang Clan and Fenglei Pavilion also gained something and chose to stop.

There were also two scrolls that fell into the hands of two powerful lone Douzun masters.

Now, there are still four scrolls left that have not been taken away, and they are still flying around in the air.

"With four scrolls left, do we still want to participate in the fight?" Zi Yan asked eagerly.

"Don't go, stop while you are ahead, we just snatch one, if we take more, we will offend the public. Didn't you see that those who got a scroll all chose to stop?" Qinglin held Zi Yan, shook his head and said softly.

Indeed, all those present, whether they were lone masters or forces, who had taken a scroll, chose to stop and no longer continue.

With their strength, no one had any objection to taking a scroll.

But if you are still not satisfied and want to continue to participate in the competition, then it will be different.

At this time, Wei Yang transmitted his voice: "And these ten scrolls, to me, don't feel like the appearance of heaven-level fighting skills."

"Brother Wei, do you have this feeling too? Me too." Xiao Yan also frowned and transmitted his voice.

"You two mean that these ten scrolls are all fake?" Qing Lin and the others were shocked when they heard this.

"These scrolls are indeed powerful fighting skills or techniques, including high-level earth-level and quasi-heaven-level, but there should be no heaven-level fighting skills among them." Wei Yang shook his head and said.

"We are afraid that we have been fooled." Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes and said.

Hearing this, Qing Lin and the others were stunned for a moment, and then they gritted their teeth in anger.

After all this time, it turns out that there is no so-called heaven-level fighting skill.

At this time, Xiao Yan was suddenly startled, and then he said: "Brother Wei, look, what do those guys in the Soul Palace want to do?"

Wei Yang and his companions followed Xiao Yan's gaze and saw that Qiong Tianzun and other Soul Palace masters were actually surrounding the body of the Dou Sheng sitting cross-legged on the huge stone seat in the center of the hall.

"It seems that their target is also the Dou Sheng skeleton!" Xiao Yan said in a deep voice.

"Oh, are they finally going to do it?" Wei Yang's eyes flashed a smile, and he murmured.

"Are you going to stop these guys?" Zi Yan asked eagerly.

"No, don't stop them, let them go." Wei Yang pulled Zi Yan and slowly stepped back.

This little girl, I wish these people from the Soul Palace would try the water for me, how could they stop me?

Seeing this, Xiao Yan and his companions followed Wei Yang and slowly stepped back, staring at the skeleton sitting cross-legged on the stone seat.

"The remnant soul of Dou Sheng?" Xiao Yan thought to himself, his eyes solemn.

The only thing that could make Wei Yang so cautious was the remnant soul of Dou Sheng.

After a moment, the pupils of several people suddenly shrank.

Because, just at that moment, they seemed to see the fingers of the skeleton tremble slightly while staring at the skeleton.

"You, did you see it? This, this Dou Sheng skeleton seems to be alive!" Zi Yan transmitted the voice and screamed.

At this moment, several people couldn't help but take a breath.

Wei Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at Qiong Tianzun and others who were getting closer and closer to the stone seat, and his eyelids couldn't help twitching.

After a moment, he suddenly grabbed Qing Lin and Zi Yan beside him and said in a deep voice: "Retreat!"

Swish!

After speaking, he touched the ground with his toes, pulled the two women and began to retreat rapidly, leaving a trail of afterimages.

Xiao Yan and A Da also hurriedly followed, and when retreating, they also transmitted the voice to remind Tang Zhen.

Tang Zhen was confused by Wei Yang and his men's sudden and strange behavior, but he was not vague. Although he was very confused, he did not slow down and immediately led the people of Fenyan Valley to retreat quickly and retreat outside the hall.

Just as Wei Yang and his men retreated quickly, Qiong Tianzun and his party also stepped into the range of the stone seat.

Qiong Tianzun looked at the jade-white skeleton sitting cross-legged with extremely fiery eyes.

Dou Sheng, this level, even for him, a high-level Dou Zun, has an irresistible temptation.

Dou Zun strongmen may be called the top strongmen of this continent, but they are still far from the real peak.

Dou Zun and Dou Sheng, this is almost a qualitative leap.

The gap between the two is as huge as the gap between heaven and earth.

"The skeleton of a Dou Sheng!"

Qiong Tianzun stared at the jade-white skeleton with fanatical eyes. He couldn't help but licked his lips lightly, and took two steps forward again. His dry palm directly grabbed the skeleton.

Swish!

Suddenly, just when Qiong Tianzun's palm was about to touch the skeleton, the space there suddenly twisted and squirmed slightly.

Immediately, the space was like countless extremely sharp space spikes, which pierced Qiong Tianzun's dry palm fiercely.

This change was too sudden. The slight pain on the palm made Qiong Tianzun startled and he quickly retracted his palm.

However, he found that a lot of blood flowed out from the palm, and a few drops of it gently dripped on the skeleton sitting cross-legged.

Looking at the blood dripping on the jade-white skeleton, an extremely uneasy emotion quietly spread from Qiong Tianzun's heart.

"Qiong Tianzun, what's wrong?"

The several Soul Hall Douzuns who gathered around were also startled when they saw Qiong Tianzun suddenly freeze and asked in confusion.

Qiong Tianzun seemed to have not heard their words. His eyes were fixed on the blood dripping on the skeleton.

At this moment, the blood, as it slid, was like water hitting a sponge, quietly seeping in and being absorbed by the skeleton.

When all the blood penetrated into the skeleton, Qiong Tianzun's pupils shrank in vain.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the skeleton in front of him, which had fallen for who knows how many years, actually emerged a little bit of life again?

"Oh no, retreat quickly!"

Qiong Tianzun also reacted quickly. When he sensed that hint of life, he felt an extremely dangerous feeling in his heart, and he felt cold all over.

Without thinking, he stamped his foot on the ground, and his body shot back like lightning.

At the same time, a rapid roar came from his mouth.

Qiong Tianzun reacted quickly, but the other Soul Palace masters reacted a little slower.

After being stunned for a while, they began to use their body skills to quickly retreat.

However, at this moment, it was too late.

Just as they were about to retreat, the jade-white skeleton sitting cross-legged on the stone seat trembled slightly.

Then, in the empty skull, two faint blood-red colors flickered and emerged, burning up, like ghost fire.

"Ah~"

As the blood light lit up, the Dou Sheng skeleton slowly raised its head, and a shocking roar, like thunder in the world, suddenly burst out of its mouth at this moment.

The terrifying roar, at this moment, turned into a tangible sound wave ripple, like a storm, sweeping across at lightning speed with the stone base as the center.