"It's not the same time it used to be, and now we have a chance to live again. Xiao Hong, have you all seen Utan City? ”

Xiao Xuan looked at the man.

"Look, this is the Xiao clan after a thousand years?"

The four-star Dou Saint of the Xiao clan still spoke with some uncertainty.

After receiving Xiao Xuan's affirmative reply, Xiao Hong was quite excited and said: "It seems that the situation is not as bad as the adults predicted at the beginning, and our Xiao clan can still be saved." If we are all resurrected, we will be able to return to the Imperial Race with our current strength. ”

"Xiao Yan and Yaochen are already preparing for your resurrection, and it will take about two months to start."

"As for the matter of returning to the imperial family, there is no hurry for the time being. Our strength is still very weak, and the Soul Clan has a faint tendency to surpass the Gu Clan to become the largest clan among our eight clans. We are born at this time, and we will only alarm them. ”

Xiao Xuan shook his head and denied the suggestion.

"Hey, Soul Clan?"

Xiao Hong gritted his teeth and muttered.

"Okay, don't talk about the Soul Clan, this is something I should consider. Now you go to the first and second floors of the Celestial Tomb, and I have opened up the permissions for you. ”

"Bring me back the energy cores, bring me as many energy cores as you can, our people need their power. Two months, two months later, come here to see me. ”

Xiao Xuan Huoran got up and issued an order.

"Yes, Lord Xiao Xuan!"

The eight saints of the Xiao clan all looked at Xiao Xuan with fanatical expressions and whispered.

This feeling, this blood-boiling feeling, they seem to have returned to the time when they were under the command of Lord Xiao Xuan thousands of years ago, it is really nostalgic!

"Buzz!"

The void was rippling, and the eight saints of the Xiao clan who had been ordered left the main hall one by one in a hurry, and went straight to the first and second layers of the Heavenly Tomb.

"Hehe, these boys ......"

Xiao Xuan, who was standing with his hands in his hands, suddenly laughed softly.

As the eight Dou Sheng's powerhouses of the Xiao clan descended from the third layer of the Heavenly Tomb, they set off a one-sided slaughter on the first and second floors of the Heavenly Tomb.

In the face of the attack of the eight Dou Saint powerhouses, these energy bodies with the highest strength of the Nine Star Dou Zun and no spiritual intelligence fell one after another, and finally turned into the advanced resources of the Xiao clan powerhouses.

Two months later.

It's still in that hall.

The remains of the eight Dou Saints were lined up one after another, and the Eight Saints of the Xiao Clan, who had already replenished their Origin Soul Qi, also stood aside obediently, looking at Xiao Yan and the Second Elder of the Medicine Sect with blank eyes.

Xiao Yan smiled silently, with a big hand, an eleven-colored fire lotus exuding a dangerous aura immediately appeared in his palm.

"Is that a strange fire? Eleven Alien Fire ?!! ”

The Xiao clan's four-star Dou Saint powerhouse's pupils suddenly shrank.

There was no need for Xiao Hong to remind them at all, the remaining Seven Saints of the Xiao Clan all looked at the eleven-colored fire lotus in Xiao Yan's palm with solemn faces, and they felt a trace of danger from it, which was an existence that could threaten the essence of their lives.

Ignoring the shock of the Eight Sages of the Xiao Clan, Xiao Yan flicked his fingers, and immediately six different fires separated from the eleven-colored fire lotus, turning into a brand-new six-colored fire lotus and flying into Yao Lao's hands.

"Teacher, let's do it at the same time, it's faster."

Xiao Yan suggested.

"Well, which of you comes first?"

Yao Lao nodded slightly, and then showed a smile to the eight people.

The eight of them glanced at each other, and two of them immediately walked out.

"Give me a wisp of soul power ......"

Yao Lao, who was sitting cross-legged, gestured to a Xiao Clan Dou Sheng.

A month later.

"We're finally back!"

"It's a good feeling to be alive again!"

"It's more comfortable for the flesh."

An exclamation full of depression and vicissitudes suddenly sounded in the main hall.

The majestic power of qi and blood filled the entire hall unscrupulously, and if a wisp of breath here accidentally leaked out, the entire Xiao clan would tremble.

Xiao Xuan, Xiao Yan and Yao Lao, who were tired, looked at them with a smile like this, after all, this feeling of coming back from the dead, Xiao Xuan and Yao Lao had experienced it firsthand, and they deeply felt the same way.

"Xiao Hong, in the next period of time, you must remember to protect the Xiao family."

Looking at the people who had almost calmed down, Xiao Xuan opened his mouth and commanded.

"Yes, Lord Xiao Xuan!"

The eight saints of the Xiao clan responded in unison.

Their voices and emotions are more elevated and passionate than ever before.

"Let's start too."

Xiao Xuan looked at Yao Lao and Xiao Yan.

In less than six years, not only Yao Lao and Xiao Yan have to cultivate, but even he, Xiao Xuan, is also going to go through a deep retreat, and he wants to try to cultivate back to the Eight Star Dou Saint Realm again.

This is not a very difficult thing for Xiao Xuan, who is still in the realm.

As everyone fell into the cultivation one after another, the entire Utan City and the entire Xiao clan seemed to be completely quiet, and the powerhouses of the Xiao clan were also advancing by leaps and bounds on the road to advancement.

Six years have passed in a flash......

Six years later.

In the depths of the Xiao clan, Xiao Xuan, Xiao Yan, and Yao Lao, whose breaths had changed, were talking in a low voice.

"More than forty Douzun powerhouses, more than two hundred Dou Zong powerhouses, yes, the Xiao clan handed us a satisfactory answer."

Xiao Yan put down the fragrant tea in his hand and sighed.

"Yes, six years have passed so fast, it's time for us to go out, and if we don't go back to the Sifang Pavilion, we will forget about me, the Pavilion Master."

Yao Lao laughed to himself.

"If you can't come out now, you have to go out, the rejection of Utan City by the Heavenly Tomb Ontology is getting stronger and stronger, even if I try my best to suppress it, I can only delay it for another month at most."

Xiao Xuan stretched out his hand and grabbed it casually in the void, as if he was sensing something.

"Then does our Xiao clan still have a chance to come in? In this way, there are not many opportunities for the whole clan to enter a secret realm. ”

Xiao Yan looked at Xiao Xuandao curiously.

"I don't know, maybe ten years from now, maybe twenty years from now, it depends on when the Heavenly Tomb recovers."

Xiao Xuan shook his head and said.

"Haha, in fact, there is nothing to be nostalgic for, the six years of the Heavenly Tomb is already a kind of unexpected joy for our Xiao clan. Ancestor, let's go out. ”

Xiao Yan smiled arrogantly.

"Well, I'll move Utan City out of the city right away, and you go and inform your father of them."

Xiao Xuan slowly got up and said.

An indescribably grand aura slowly rippled through this hall......

On a dark night, Utan City, which had disappeared for a whole year, returned to the territory of the Gama Empire, and the large spatial mirrors and imperial legions set up on the periphery had quietly dispersed, as if nothing had happened.

On the first day that Yao Lao was reborn in Utan City, he quietly returned to the Zhongzhou Star Boundary through the spatial wormhole, and he still couldn't rest assured that he could not leave the Sifang Pavilion.

And with the return of the Xiao clan to the Gama Empire, a question is also placed in front of everyone: Will the Xiao continue to stay in the Gama Empire or return to Zhongzhou?

ps: the third update

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