Xiangyun Soul Palm stretched out and turned into a long river of soul out of thin air, sweeping across the world.
It seems to be paved with thousands of stars, blooming with infinite soul light.
However, there was no emotion on Ling Xiao's face at all. He held the dragon sword tightly in his palm, and his whole body seemed to be illuminated by a fairy light.
Immediately afterwards, on the dragon sword, talisman patterns surged and Taoist rhymes emerged, like a golden dragon wrapped around Ling Xiao's arm.
And as Ling Xiao raised his palm, he heard a loud roar of a dragon, like a big yellow bell, with unparalleled sharpness, as if it could cut into pieces the eternity of heaven and earth.
"Crash."
The originally surging soul sea galaxy was directly torn apart by this sword force!!
The entire mountain path was cut off from it, and a faint light shone down from the gaps in the sword path.
Xiang Yun's expression changed drastically, but before she could react at all, she saw the sword suddenly falling, which was many times more powerful than before.
Cut away the void, and the brilliance is gone.
even!!
At this moment, Xiangyun only saw a ray of golden light flashing away, and her body was cut directly in half without any defense at all.
"Puch!!"
But at this moment, her vitality was still not extinguished, blood was flowing all over the place, and her eyes were full of panic.
How can it be?!
She has obviously been gifted by her master, transformed into a soul arm, and has unparalleled power. How come she can't even withstand a wisp of sword power?!
"If you don't show up, your servant will have no chance."
On the mountain road, there was suddenly a low sound of footsteps.
I saw Ling Xiao stepping forward slowly, raising his foot and stepping on Xiang Yun's head.
A girl of destiny who has been imprinted with a soul mark is of no use to her at all.
She is still alive, but she is just a bait.
"Master...save me..."
Xiangyun was in a panic and was extremely frightened.
"snort!!"
Above the altar, ghost mist surged.
I saw a wisp of soul power quietly condensing, turning into a hundred-foot-long soul blade out of thin air, penetrating the heaven and earth, and slashing across the sky.
Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, especially the strange divine patterns that filled the soul blade, which made him feel a heavy oppression.
"Are you finally willing to show up?"
"Buzz!"
There was a sudden buzzing sound between heaven and earth.
Dao patterns overflow from it, evolving into black and yellow sun and moon.
And as Ling Xiao raised his hand slightly, he saw that the gate of the Immortal Palace suddenly opened wide.
Ten ancient swords flashing with celestial light appeared in the air. Each sword was engraved with ten thousand holy thoughts, and the power of heaven formed itself.
Time stood still, the void stagnated, and the ten ancient swords suddenly fell down, like a long river of sword energy, tearing apart the sky and cutting off reincarnation.
Thousands of miles of void, the sword intent surged, as if a galaxy emerged, colliding with the soul blade.
"Boom."
In a short time, the entire mountain road collapsed and was broken into pieces, with smoke and dust everywhere.
And the hundred-foot-long soul blade was directly torn and shattered by the ten swords, dissipating invisible.
But at this time, Ling Xiao did not hesitate anymore. With a thought, he saw ten swords trembling from the sky and slashing down!
"act recklessly!!"
The ghostly mist was rising and falling, and a figure seemed to be stepping out of it.
Then, I saw him pushing horizontally with both hands, crushing the heaven and earth, and violently colliding with the ten swords.
"snort."
Accompanied by a muffled groan, the ghostly mist that originally lingered on the altar suddenly rippled for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, the ten swords fell down, and the vast and unparalleled sword intent swept across the wasteland, reversed the yin and yang, and directly chopped the altar into pieces.
The ghostly fog in the sky quietly condensed, then slowly dissipated.
Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his hands, looking with clear eyes at the place where the ghostly mist receded.
At this moment, he seemed to see a slender and graceful figure gradually revealing his true appearance.
only!!
Before he could fully see the person's appearance, the figure disappeared along with the ghost mist.
"A soul consciousness?"
Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at a black doorway above the altar with an indifferent expression.
At this time, he could see that on the gate, the divine patterns were ups and downs, sealed for eternity.
And behind the courtyard, a slender figure stood quietly.
It was a woman in a black dress, tall and fair-skinned, with long hair.
Although her face was shrouded in a layer of fairy light at this time, the exposed eyes were a strange ice blue color.
Unlike Gu Chaoci, this woman also has an unparalleled sense of dominance.
But she... is really too slender, with a frail look, a long and slender neck, and two skeletal bones exposed outside the black skirt, which are crystal clear and straight, and she is inexplicably stunning.
It is hard to imagine that these two completely different temperaments can be so perfectly presented in one person.
But at this moment, her eyes were extremely cold, and her soul lines were undulating, like a fairy who was standing high in the nine heavens, overlooking the world.
Obviously, looking at the forlorn look in this woman's eyes, it's not that she doesn't want to break the void.
But the forbidden power on this altar was so terrifying that she couldn't easily pass through it.
However, despite this, a single ray of soul consciousness has combat power comparable to that of the Holy Realm. This woman's body is probably enough to suppress Qing Cang's contemporary sequence.
Moreover, judging from her age, she should be about the same size as Xiangyun. From this point of view, she should be...a monster from the ghost clan.
"Who are you?"
Ling Xiao raised his head and asked calmly.
He doesn't have much prejudice against the ghost clan.
The enemy of the enemy has some value of being exploited.
After all, most of the human forces in Qingcang are all immortals and lackeys of the Realm Lord Palace.
And anyone with some backbone would either be killed by the Realm Lord, or like the Xuanyuan clan, be expelled to a bitter and cold place.
Therefore, there is no harm to Ling Xiao at all if the Four Extremes forces cause chaos in Qingcang.
This was also the reason why he let Huang Luoyi leave in the first place.
"Who are you?"
The woman in the black dress has long hair hanging down her hips, fluttering in the air.
Her voice, like her eyes, was cold and clear, with a clean and clear coldness.
only!!
Perhaps because the ban on the altar was too weird, Ling Xiao was unable to detect her cultivation level and... her luck at this time.
"Human race, I remember you."
The woman in the black dress snorted coldly, raised her jade hand slightly, and turned to leave.
"Hello."
However, just when the ghostly mist was everywhere outside her and her figure was about to disappear, Ling Xiao suddenly opened her mouth and called softly.
"Um?"
The woman in the black dress had lightly clustered eyebrows and her slender body trembled slightly, "Do you have any last words to say?"
"The first descendant of the ghost clan is really domineering."
Ling Xiao's eyes were clear and clear, and his soul patterns were lingering, like a vast abyss, making it difficult for people to fathom.
The monsters of the ghost clan are invincible.
Looking at Qing Cang, there are only a handful of contemporary people who can bring any pressure to Ling Xiao.
But there is no way that the ice-eyed girl in front of her could remain anonymous.
From the memory of Gui Wupo's soul, Ling Xiao knew that there were three descendants of the Gui clan.
The most mysterious among them is Naia, the first descendant of the ghost clan.
Everyone knows that Naia is extremely talented and has the power to predict the future.
But unfortunately, no one in the entire ghost clan has ever seen Naia's true appearance.