Doupo: When the full-level Yan Emperor returns to the three-year agreement!

Returning to Xingyun Pavilion, after meeting with Yao Lao and Feng Zun, Xiao Yan also took a short rest. During this period, Xiao Yan, Queen Medusa and the little doctor who happened to be out of seclusion The two immortals had a good time playing around the star world for a while. When Queen Medusa asked about the nine-color rough stone, Xiao Yan thought of that place, then shook his head and replied with a smile. Queen Medusa, her strength is still a little behind.

Queen Medusa, who was originally in a good mood due to her breakthrough in cultivation, turned cold again after hearing Xiao Yan's reply. Then she turned around and left with a cold snort, and entered seclusion again the next day. Obviously, Xiao Yan's words stimulated her.

Seeing Queen Medusa working so hard, the little medical fairy felt an inexplicable pressure. So after a few days, she also took out many precious poisons collected from the Demonic Poison Sect and the Ten Thousand Scorpions Sect and entered the secret room. Started to retreat.

For a moment, Xiao Yan, who was enjoying the company of two beauties, fell into a state of being alone again, which made him a little helpless, but since he had almost rested, it was time to get down to business.

In the back mountain of Xingyun Pavilion, Xiao Yan found Master Feng, took a secret room, and started a long retreat. This time he planned to directly refine the Soul Infant Fruit, although he had reached the level of Dou Emperor in his previous life. Realm, even now the essence of the soul is the soul of the Emperor Realm, but the soul power contained in divine objects such as Soul Infant Fruit is so huge that even Xiao Yan today would have to spend a lot of time to refine it and use it to refine it. To repair his damaged soul power.

In this way, the Xingyun Pavilion, which had been a bit lively, fell into silence again. For a while, Xiao Yan and others all fell into a state of seclusion. This made Master Feng a little helpless and had to come out to take charge of the overall situation. For a moment, it was as if he had returned to Xiao Yan and others. The state before people arrive at Xingyun Pavilion.

In this way, time passed by, and time flew by like an arrow, and more than half a year passed like this. On this day, when Lord Feng was presiding over the morning meeting as usual, he suddenly felt a fierce momentum coming from behind. The sound of the mountain seemed to transcend heaven and earth, and the terrifying pressure pressed on his heart, causing him to break into a cold sweat in an instant.

Fortunately, that terrifying pressure that could be said to transcend the constraints of heaven and earth also came and went quickly, making Master Feng heave a sigh of relief.

"You can make your own arrangements for the rest of the time."

With his hand pressed, Master Feng signaled his disciples to act on their own, and he took one step forward, crossing the space. He reached the back mountain of Xingyun Pavilion in one step, leaving only a group of people looking at each other.

In the secret room, Xiao Yan, who had not moved for more than half a year, had no dust on his clothes and skin at this moment, and was still clean and tidy, while his body was exuding crystal light.

Suddenly, Xiao Yan opened his eyes, and a ray of light burst out from it, as if it were real. A terrifying coercion floated out of his body uncontrollably, but Xiao Yan quickly reacted. Yan suppressed it, and then he took a look at himself, feeling that the emperor's soul was mostly injured. After extending some soul power again, he felt the energy and quality in it. He sighed longly and let go of some worries.

"Huh, most of my soul power has been restored now. The situation is much better than I expected. With my current soul power, it is enough to compete with even the average fighting saint."

Feeling the surging soul power that could rival the average fighting saint, Xiao Yan felt much more confident.

If on this basis, all methods are used, and countless high-level fighting skills are used to smash down, Xiao Yan has enough confidence that even enemies at the level of four-star fighting saints can compete with one or two!

"Recovering to this point, I can be considered to have the power to control my own destiny. At least the Soul Palace, without the help of those countless strong men, is no match for me."

Xiao Yan murmured to himself that the eight ancient races had a ban. Six-star warriors, including those with six stars and above, were not allowed to take action on the mainland, otherwise they would be jointly suppressed by other ancient races. In this way, Soul Palace, oh no, most of the strong men in the Soul Clan who can pose a threat to Xiao Yan are unable to take action. With his current combat power, the Soul Palace is no longer a big threat to him!

"Huh, but we can't relax yet. Once they know the identity of my ancestor Xiao Clan, the Soul Clan will definitely try to erase me at all costs. Then the gains will outweigh the losses."

Xiao Yan rubbed his chin and murmured to himself that although he was still restrained now, it was much better than when he was still at the level of Douzong and Douzun before.

"Also, the gap between my physical strength and my soul strength is too big now, so the matter of devouring the strange fire must be put on the schedule."

Xiao Yan murmured to himself, thinking about the next arrangements. When he felt a familiar breath approaching, he stopped thinking, raised his hands and smiled:

"Lao Feng!"

When Master Feng saw that the person who caused such a terrifying movement turned out to be Xiao Yan, his pupils immediately contracted. He felt as if he was looking at a monster. He still remembered that not long ago, more than a year ago, his first When he first met Xiao Yan, the latter was just a high-star Dou Huang, but now he couldn't understand what level Xiao Yan had reached.

"Master Nephew, have you made a breakthrough? How strong are you now?!"

Master Feng asked slightly hesitantly, while Xiao Yan nodded heavily and chuckled:

"Of course. In terms of strength, he is worthy of being a Fighting Saint."

Hearing Xiao Yan's understatement, Master Feng immediately took a breath, took a few steps back, and looked at Xiao Yan again, as if he was looking at a monster.

He felt that his practice for so many years was like practicing on a dog. Xiao Yan is only in his twenties now, and he is already at the level of a fighting saint? !

Seemingly feeling that Master Feng had received a big blow, Xiao Yan quickly shrugged, changed the subject, and asked:

"Mr. Feng, hasn't the teacher come out of seclusion yet?"

After hearing Xiao Yan's inquiry, Master Feng came to his senses and immediately sighed:

"Yeah, but the medicine dust should be ready soon, about a week at most."

Master Feng's answer made Xiao Yan very happy. He smiled and nodded, then rubbed his fingers, feeling a little throbbing in his heart, and said to himself:

"Haha, teacher, when you come out of seclusion, it will be time for my disciple to refine your body again and enter the fight of the Saint!"