"Master! Do you want to transfer Qingluan Academy..."
At the foot of Qingluan Mountain, Lingxiao stood in front of the ancient forest, looking at the sky in the distance.
Behind him, Ye Qingchan's eyes were cold and she hesitated to speak.
"No need."
Ling Xiao shook his head and gave Ye Qingchan a meaningful look.
At this time, he already had some guesses in his heart that Ye Qingchan's identity might be more terrifying than he imagined.
After all, the power of Bai Ci'er's Tao principles, a fellow practitioner of Bing Dao, was unable to shake her in the slightest.
Inexplicably, Ling Xiao seemed to have thought of something, and a hint of deep thought flashed in his eyes.
Back then, he had seen a peerless white-haired woman in the Demonic Blade of Reincarnation.
And the Tao she understood was also the Tao of Ice.
That kind of power that can seal the sky with one glance is extremely shocking.
However, if Ling Xiao remembers correctly, in the fourth form of Taikoo Tian Zhu, in Wushuang Dao Grudge, the demon once killed one of her souls with one sword.
So, does this woman have anything to do with Ye Qingchan?
And what is her relationship with the demon?
"Master!!"
And just when Ling Xiao was thinking secretly, Ning Wuchuan's figure came from the side. Behind him, Meng Yu had a restrained look on his face, which was completely different from the murderous evil demon on the top of the mountain just now.
After all, he was possessed by demons and killed just to avenge the blood of his clan members.
In essence, he is not a real evil devil, otherwise his luck would be outrageous.
The boy who slayed demons eventually became a demon, because... he discovered the hypocrisy of the gods.
And in the end, it is the devil who saves the people and lifts the fog.
The game between gods and demons brings disaster to mortals.
All conclusions should be at the end of the puzzle.
"Thank you, Master, for taking action just now, otherwise Yu Pang... would probably die without a burial place today."
Meng Yu knelt directly in front of Ling Xiao and said solemnly.
If it weren't for Ling Xiao today, let alone revenge, I'm afraid even Brother Wuchuan would be implicated by him and die in this Qingluan Academy.
At the beginning, he had sworn with his demon heart that if he could avenge the blood of his clan, he would feed the demon with his own body and he would never regret it.
Now it seems that he does not need to feed the demon, he only needs to repay the young master for his great kindness.
"It doesn't matter, there will always be retribution due to cause and effect in this world. Of course... I don't believe in Buddhism."
Ling Xiao smiled calmly, waved his hand lightly, and lifted Meng Yu up from the ground, "What are your plans next?"
"Intend…"
Meng Yu's eyes narrowed slightly and his face turned bitter.
Now that his great revenge had been avenged, he suddenly felt a sense of emptiness.
As for where he will go in the future, he has never thought about it and what plans he has.
"Sir, if...you don't mind it, I want to follow you."
After seeing Ling Xiao's terrifying combat power, Meng Yu already had awe and admiration for this young master of the upper world.
In particular, Ning Wuchuan's attitude towards him made Meng Yu vaguely guess a lot of things.
A madman with a murderous bent, but he obeys the advice of a person of his own generation.
What does this mean?
It means that he must have had his heart broken by him.
"Young Master, Yu Pang's puppetry skills are by no means inferior to those of the leader of the Puppet Academy. He is just at a lower level now. When he enters the Holy Realm..."
Ning Wuchuan hesitated to speak, knowing that what Ling Xiao hated the most was having someone teach him how to do things.
However, Meng Yu's experiences and killing nature really made him feel some empathy.
"Um."
Ling Xiao nodded lightly, turned around and walked towards Yuankong.
Meng Yu's face immediately burst into a smile, and he chased Ling Xiao side by side with Ning Chuan.
"Hey, the son of luck has surrendered. Congratulations to the host for gaining 8,000 luck points and 80,000 villain points."
Hearing the voice coming from his ears, Ling Xiao was not surprised at all.
If Meng Yu is unwilling to follow him today, then there is a high probability that he will become an evil demon and be annihilated by the light.
"Sir, where are we going now?"
Xuanyuan Weiyang stood beside Ling Xiao, with a look of anticipation in her eyes.
"I have to ask your sister Su Yan."
Ling Xiao smiled, but Su Yan was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what Ling Xiao was referring to.
"Sir, come with me."
When Su Yan went down to the realm, his main purpose was to enter the Su family and confuse Hua Mingxi.
But Ling Xiao also gave her a magic sword and asked him to put it into the lower realm.
Although Su Yan didn't know what the purpose of the young master's move was, it was obvious that he definitely wasn't doing it for fun...
Today's entrance to the Undead Realm has long been sealed by Ling Xiao.
Without his permission, it would be impossible for others to escape back to the upper realm.
As early as a few days ago, Ling Xiao had received news that Xiangtian, the first disciple of Longyuan Sword Tomb and one of the contemporary series, known as the Zichen Sword Immortal, had gone to the lower realm.
Although the secret guard did not dare to approach Xiang Tian, he could still feel that his breath was always beside the magic sword and never left.
"interesting."
A smile appeared on Ling Xiao's face, but his eyes gradually filled with a hint of coldness.
If Lingtian wants to become the successor of Jianzhong without dying to the sky, he will inevitably encounter obstacles.
What's more, in his hand, he still has the last piece of the Nine Tribulations Ancient Sword.
There are many sword cultivators in this world, but there will only be one person who is truly worthy of the name of Sword Immortal.
Thousands of miles of blue sky and floating clouds.
Ling Xiao sat in the dragon chariot and headed towards the land of Liangzhou at high speed.
A day flies by in the blink of an eye.
On the top of Qingluan Mountain, there was a sudden sudden change and the void shook.
Immediately afterwards, three women dressed in different clothes, but looking like gods, descended from the sky and looked at the empty ancient mountain hall in front of them in surprise.
"Sister Ruge, is that kid lying to us? What kind of Kyushu Holy Assembly is this?"
Bai Zhixi's dark eyebrows were lightly clustered, and her pink eyes were full of anger.
The three of them had previously robbed houses in Qingzhou, no, when they were robbing the rich and giving to the poor, they had heard that the largest holy meeting in Kyushu would be held at Qingluan Academy.
And with the temperaments of the three of them, how could they not join in the excitement?
only!!
At this time, Qingluan Mountain was really eerily quiet, with no life at all.
"Probably not, he was scared out of his wits by you."
Feng Ruge shook her head, her eyes seemed to be pondering.
I saw her taking the first step and landing in front of the main hall, looking in the direction of the main hall with cold eyes.
She didn't come here just to join in the fun.
At such a holy meeting, I am afraid that the young master will also show up.
But now it seems that they may have missed something.
"Who is coming?"
In the main hall, several Qingluan disciples immediately walked out and looked at the three Feng Ruge girls with wary expressions.
only!!
When they saw the appearance of the three women, the young disciples' faces unconsciously became rosy, and they quickly bowed their hands and said, "Three fairies... I wonder why you came to my Qingluan Academy?"
"Hey, let me ask you, isn't the Kyushu Holy Assembly going to be held here? Why don't you even have a hair on it?"
Bai Zhixi snorted coldly, her young face filled with chills.
"This little fairy, the Jiuzhou Holy Meeting ended yesterday."
One of the older disciples smiled bitterly and looked quite lonely.
In this holy meeting, the two most evil disciples of Qingluan Academy all died, which can be said to be a great loss of vitality.
I'm afraid it won't be long before this holy land in Kyushu will completely decline.