The ancestor of Blue Soul looked at Ling Xiao coldly, but he was not as impulsive as the ancestor of the Yan clan.
With her spiritual attainments, she naturally clearly felt Ling Xiao's realm.
Holy land!
In her eyes, this creature was like an ant, but it could easily break the blood formation seal.
On his body, the Blue Soul Ancestor could detect two extremely obscure but familiar auras.
One, originating from the Lord of Desolation, is the power of desolation.
There is another kind, which is the same as the external creatures that sealed them, it is a kind of surging and sacred power of blood.
How can it be?!
How could the auras of these two people appear on the same person?
"Ancestor!! This is Master Lingxiao. Thanks to him, otherwise our Blue Soul Clan... would have been destroyed by the six hegemonic clans long ago."
Seeing that the two men were about to take action against Ling Xiao, Lan Yue's face suddenly showed a look of anxiety.
"Oh I got it."
The ancestor of Blue Soul nodded slightly, seeming to be hesitant.
But soon, a coldness flashed in her eyes, and she said to Ling Xiao, "Sir, if you can rescue me, maybe I can help you suppress this person and get this treasure."
It was obvious that Ling Xiao could not be here just for nothing.
The treasure in this Blue Flame Divine Pillar can suppress the Four Heavenly Sovereigns, and its power can be imagined.
"What?! Lan Ying, you are crazy!"
The Yan Clan's ancestor's expression changed, he suddenly turned around and looked at Lan Ying in disbelief.
"You actually want to help outsiders deal with me?"
"If I want to suppress this person, why do I need your help?"
Ling Xiao shook his head, his face extremely calm.
The expression on the Yan Clan's ancestor's face turned ferocious almost instantly.
What happened to this world?
How come he, the majestic Supreme Being of Heaven and one of the six ancestors of the Demon Burial Land, is treated like garbage in the eyes of these people?
It was as if they could suppress and kill him at will.
"Boy? Do you know who I am? You..."
"The current young master of the Purgatory Fire Tribe, I just killed him at the foot of the mountain."
Ling Xiao's expression was indifferent, but the words he spoke made the Yan Clan's ancestor's lips tremble slightly, and he didn't know how to respond for a moment.
"If you want me to rescue you, open your soul and become my slave, otherwise, you will die."
Ling Xiao said indifferently and ignored the pleading in Lan Yue's eyes.
After all, he can make the Blue Soul Clan stand at the pinnacle of the Demon Burial Land, and he can naturally destroy them.
There is no way a blue moon can influence his decision.
"Be your slave? Boy, are you drunk?"
The ancestor of the Yan clan sounded disdainful, even though he had been trapped for endless years and almost exhausted his strength.
But he is still the Supreme Lord of Heaven, and a single thought is enough to kill people in the Holy Realm.
Not to mention a young man, even when the powerful outsider fought against the six ancestors alone, he never had the thought of surrendering.
It's ridiculous, today's young people are simply arrogant.
"And you?"
Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at Lan Ying with clear eyes.
This woman always gave Ling Xiao a sinister feeling.
Therefore, if she does not accept the soul seal, there is only one outcome.
"I…"
Lan Ying glanced at Lan Yue next to Ling Xiao, and saw the latter slightly nodding his head, looking nervous, and his eyes suddenly froze.
Although she didn't know why Lan Yue was so afraid of this human boy, but... since he threatened to suppress the Heavenly Supreme, maybe he had something to rely on.
"I am willing to surrender."
"good."
Ling Xiao nodded lightly and walked forward.
And the moment his figure appeared in the blood formation, the ancestor of the Fire Tribe suddenly took a step forward and reached out with one hand.
Vast flames swept across the sky, and fire patterns all over the sky evolved out of thin air.
Even though this Heavenly Supreme Ancestor has almost exhausted all the strength in his body, the dark and strange flames still make people's hearts tremble and their souls shatter.
Lan Ying's dark eyebrows were lightly clustered, but she didn't even dare to move at this time.
If this young man really has the strength to suppress the Supreme Being, then it would not be a bad idea to ask her to surrender.
But, if not, surrendering to a person in the holy realm is indeed a great shame and humiliation.
"Boy, I told you to be arrogant, please stay with me!!"
The ancestor of the Fire Tribe had gloomy eyes and a ferocious smile on his old face.
This bastard dared to kill him, the young master of the Fire Tribe, and didn't take him seriously at all. He will never be redeemed until he dies!!
only!!
Just when his palm was about to fall on Ling Xiao, he saw the space in front of him suddenly wavering for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, a figure shrouded in black robes stood up in the air and blocked Ling Xiao.
The palm of the Fire Tribe's ancestor was directly grasped by him, making it difficult for him to move forward at all.
even!!
Even the black flames that burned the world could not cause even a trace of harm to him.
"Do you want to try it too?"
Ling Xiao turned his head and looked at Lan Ying indifferently. The gentleness at the corner of his mouth looked very much like...a demon.
"Clang."
Ling Xiao casually threw the Demonic Blade of Samsara to Martial Ancestor.
I saw him holding the ancient blade with one hand, dragging the ancestor of the Fire Tribe in front of him with the other hand, and stabbed it in with one knife.
"Puch."
With the current strength of the ancestor of the Fire Tribe, it is impossible to compete with the Martial Ancestor.
Therefore, under this knife, a wisp of paleness suddenly appeared on the face of the ancestor of the Fire Tribe, and his whole body began to wither and crumble.
"Haha, young master is joking..."
Lan Ying's eyes trembled slightly, she suddenly smiled and bowed deeply to Ling Xiao.
Not to mention the power of the seal in this blood formation, the fluctuations of flames lingering within it are definitely not something that people in the Holy Realm can withstand.
But Ling Xiao didn't feel anything strange at all.
This boy is very strong.
"Open your soul."
Divine patterns surged in Ling Xiao's eyes, turned into a seal out of thin air, and fell into the sea of blue souls.
At this time, Ling Xiao finally saw what happened in this dark forbidden land.
I also saw the tall and straight figure in blood-clothed clothes with a stern expression.
The old man had white hair and a white beard, and a solemn face, giving people a solemn air of no anger and self-respect.
I saw him standing proudly in the void, his blood and energy overwhelming thousands of miles, suppressing all six figures.
only!!
Just like what the ancestor of the Corpse God remembered before, at the last moment, a figure came out of the darkness and shattered the sea of blood, causing eternal ruin.
But what's frightening is that the figure...has no head.
At this time, Ling Xiao also understood how Lan Ying persisted until now.
It turned out that during these endless years, she had secretly controlled the ancestors of the blood and bone clans with the power of her soul, plundered their vitality cultivation, and thus entered the second-level heavenly supreme cultivation.
"Desolation Demon Lord?"
Ling Xiao's eyes gleamed slightly, the soul light dissipated, and his face became extremely calm.
Now it seems that Lan Ying probably doesn't know where her grandfather and the Demon Lord of Desolation have gone.
"Do you know what is in this beam of light?"
Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at the divine pillar standing in the sky, frowning slightly.