The demon comes to the world and all races are in chaos.
Nowadays, people in the Qingcang world are already panicking.
This is an opportunity, and all the forces seem to return to a hundred thousand years ago, fighting for luck.
Similarly, in this catastrophe of troubled times, countless powerful sects are destined to become the background of the times and become stepping stones for others.
The words and deeds of Xuanyuan Shanhe just now were so dreamy that everyone present had forgotten that the Xuanyuan clan was defeated a hundred thousand years ago.
A complete failure.
But now, the opportunity for revival is also the root of destruction.
How to choose is not a matter of whim, but a profound trade-off.
A broken genius cannot support the rise of a sect.
This fairy road has always been so cruel.
"Young Master is so...righteous!"
Suddenly, Elder Xuanyuan suddenly stood up and bowed to Ling Xiao.
However, his feet stumbled and he almost fell to the ground.
Mua, why are my legs still numb?
do not care!!
If it hadn't been for the sudden arrival of the young master of the Ling clan today, I'm afraid the Xuanyuan clan would have fallen into an irreversible ordeal.
Although Ling Xiao's words are arrogant, every word he says has... a raccoon!!
"Everyone, although I am the young master of the Ling clan, I still have the blood of the Human Emperor Xuanyuan flowing through my body, so...seniors, please rest assured that Ling Xiao will do his best to fulfill the Human Emperor's last wish and bring some hope to this troubled world."
Ling Xiao took a deep breath, stood up and looked at Xuanyuan Yue, "If there is another person who confuses the public with monstrous words in the future, trying to subvert Xuanyuan's heritage, Ling Xiao...naturally won't let it go."
"Son..."
"Little Lord!!"
At this moment, everyone saw that the young man in front of them seemed to have a sea of blood floating on his body.
The vast and endless radiance of the Holy Blood that covers the sky and the sun is very much like the statue of the Human Emperor standing in the middle of the hall.
"I don't want to hinder the revival of the Xuanyuan clan, but...some people are really too arrogant and ridiculously humble."
Finally, Ling Xiao turned his head and looked at Xuanyuan Jichen, who had never said a word.
From the very beginning, he had been deliberately belittling Xuanyuan Tianjiao in order to draw him into a fight.
As long as he loses, all the hopes of the Xuanyuan clan will be placed on Xuanyuan Weiyang.
But now, this daughter of destiny has been certified by the system to surrender, so...this clan cannot escape Ling Xiao's control after all.
"call."
Xuanyuan Jichen took a deep breath, suddenly stood up and looked towards Ling Xiao.
"My righteousness is known to all the world."
"It's just that the fate of my Xuanyuan clan must be held in my own hands."
"oh?"
Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression becoming more and more disdainful, "You mean, you are brave?"
"Perhaps in the eyes of the young master, I cannot be as humble as an ant, but... an ant can also compete for the sky if it has ambition."
"Haha, then I'll give you a chance."
Ling Xiao nodded slightly, "If you can catch my punch, the Xuanyuan clan may be able to compete in this troubled world of Qing Cang."
Gambling battles, this kind of routine, are always proposed by villains, and then the people of destiny forcefully slap them in the face.
Nowadays, Ling Xiao speaks domineeringly and behaves arrogantly, which can be said to have crushed the ambition and pride of the Xuanyuan clan.
At this time, if the Xuanyuan clan can have a genius come forward and crush him forcefully, this plot can be considered to have reached the Gao Dynasty.
That's right, Ling Xiao deliberately gave Xuanyuan Jichen such an opportunity at this time.
As long as he can punch this monster of the Imperial Clan in front of all the Xuanyuan Clan elders today, their ambition to conquer the world will be completely shattered.
As for Xuanyuan Jichen...since all his luck is based on that saint's hand bone, what else can he do if the bone is broken into pieces?
In a one-punch agreement, this lucky man will definitely use all his trump cards.
In other words, he will definitely use the power of the saint's bones.
But now, Ling Xiao's demon body has completely entered its fourth transformation. All the bones in his body are the bones of the real demon, and his physical combat power is comparable to that of a supreme person.
Let alone a mere piece of saint bone, how can even the rumored supreme divine bone compete with him?!
"call!"
Hearing this, Xuanyuan Jichen's face condensed slightly, but he could not refuse.
He saw Ling Xiao's strength just now.
With his strength, even if he can compete with people from the Holy Realm, he has no chance of winning.
After all, even the weakest saints in the Holy Realm can only cross this threshold after experiencing the Great Tribulation of the Holy Realm and condensing the power of heaven and earth into holy patterns.
only!!
Even if he can't beat him, it doesn't mean that Xuanyuan Jichen will definitely lose this bet.
A punch?!
Isn't this a coincidence? Isn't it?
Although Xuanyuan Jichen is of the human emperor's bloodline, he cultivates the power of the holy blood.
However, unlike Xuanyuan Weiyang, Yu Mo and others, his real trump card is not the blood of the Human Emperor!!
But the fused saint bone on his right arm!!
This skeleton was found in a wild and secret realm in the far north. It took him hundreds of years to fully control the power of this sacred bone.
To put it bluntly, if we only talk about the power of one punch, even the Sixth Elder cannot be his opponent.
And Ling Xiao...just now he showed extremely terrifying swordsmanship, and then he waved his hand to destroy Xuanyuan Yumo.
However, Xuanyuan Jichen still didn't think that a mere person in the Zun realm could compete with the immense divine power contained in his holy bones.
In this gambling battle, Xuanyuan Jichen has no way out, and... he doesn't want to retreat anymore.
Otherwise, the Xuanyuan clan will really have no choice but to huddle in this barbaric land forever, and it will be difficult for them to get ahead.
"Young Master Lingxiao, please."
Xuanyuan Jichen raised his feet and walked in front of Ling Xiao, his expression indifferent and calm.
Of course, if it were an ordinary villain, he would be careless before he knew Xuanyuan Jichen's trump card. Even if he was powerful, he would inevitably be slapped in the face in the end.
After all, the power of this saint bone is at least as powerful as a top holy weapon. If it is caught off guard, not to mention the body of the saint, it is feared that even a person in the saint will collapse.
But at this moment... Ling Xiao only smiled indifferently, his eyes full of evil.
"Be careful."
Ling Xiao's eyes were cold and he punched directly, but no spiritual radiance bloomed around him.
But even so, where his fist shadow passed, there were still divine patterns evolving, like a big star descending from the sky, surging with vast and heavy pressure.
This feeling is really terrible.
It was as if a piece of sky was falling down.
Seeing this, Xuanyuan Jichen frowned slightly, but there was not much panic on his face.
If Ling Xiao is not strong, how can he be respected by the world?
However, the stronger he gets, as long as he can suppress him with one punch, this fame will fall on Xuanyuan Jichen.
The value of a stepping stone is probably this.
Thinking like this, Xuanyuan Jichen did not hesitate anymore and also punched out.
At this moment, his entire arm erupted with dazzling divine brilliance.
Thousands of runes shot out and intertwined into a divine shadow, standing behind him.
Faintly, there was a power that was not weaker than that of a strong person in the Holy Realm, rushing away from the fist shadow.
The whole hall was completely silent.
Only the whimpering sounds from the two fist shadows piercing the air made one's soul tremble, with a kind of scalp-numbing chill.