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Chapter 174 The Birth of the Demon Dragon

"Ling...Master Lingxiao? Oooh, oh, Master, you really don't care about my business."

Taoist Huo Yun knelt on the ground and cried so hard that he hated Yin Zhengchun and his grandson.

Gan!

It's not good for you to provoke anyone, but you must provoke this big devil.

This descendant of the Ling clan is ruthless and even kills his own people, and the Fire Cloud Sect is just a small sect of the 18th rate in the eastern border of the Holy State. Even the Tianshui Sect behind them will definitely kneel down and salute when they see the young master.

of.

How dare these two grandsons steal the young master’s favorite woman?

As he pondered, Taoist Huo Yun's expression became more ferocious.

If... Yin Tianxing hadn't snatched Lin Meng as his wife, and the latter was attracted by the young master, their Huoyun Sect...

Hiss!

Great creation!!!

Destroyed in one go!!!

Yin Zhengchun, you are the eternal sinner of our Huoyun Sect!

At this time, Ling Xiao looked at the Taoist Huo Yun whose expression was changing, and a hint of amusement gradually appeared in the corner of his mouth.

A grandson of an elder from a small sect who has no luck in his life rashly embarks on the path to immortality. Instead of practicing properly, he just follows other people's example and uses his power to overwhelm others?

Forget it, today you are so powerful that I will teach you what it means to use force to suppress others.

Ling Xiao stood up, walked up to the Huoyun Sect Master, and patted his shoulder gently.

"Didn't you eat? Are you crying so quietly?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Huo Yun Sect Master instantly collapsed to the ground and burst into tears.

He really wasn’t just pretending, it was mainly because of Ling Xiao’s evil reputation...it’s so scary!!

"Where is Lin Meng's family?"

Ling Xiao turned to look at Fu Yunyao and said calmly.

The Son of Destiny can do such things as marriage robbery, so why can't he do it.

Lin Xi also did it. Although he was mercilessly crushed by Ling Xiao in the end, it was only because of his lack of strength.

A mere elder from a small sect is probably in the realm of breaking delusion, right?

"Young Master, we are in Huoyun City under Huoyun Mountain."

Fu Yunyao covered her mouth and smiled softly, the young master is so bad, he can scare people to tears at every turn.

"Fire Cloud City?"

Ling Xiao nodded, raised his foot and kicked Taoist Huo Yun to the ground, "You're still not leading the way!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, hiccup?"

The leader of Huoyun Sect looked stunned, and a flash of excitement instantly appeared on his old face.

lead the way?

Young master won’t kill me anymore?!

Before his arrival, Taoist Huo Yun was already prepared to die and had arranged his funeral arrangements in advance.

After all, it is wrong to be summoned by Master Lingxiao and survive through the ages. Looking at history, it is also wrong. In short, it does not happen at all!

He was afraid that his body could not be taken back, so he asked his disciples to prepare a tomb.

As soon as the small coffin is lifted and the suona is blown, they are probably all having dinner now, right?

In a small sect in the eastern border of the Holy State, funerals and happy events are held at the same time, which is referred to as happy funerals.

"Still not leaving?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows slightly, and the frightened Taoist Huoyun almost used all his strength to rush towards the horizon.

The god's strong man rushed forward desperately, and the speed was terrifying, so when the Huoyun Taoist walked to the foot of the Wandao Demon Sect Mountain, he turned around and found that the young master had not followed, and he cried again.

Gan!

So sloppy!!

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, then turned to look at Fu Yunyao and said, "Senior Sister Fu, please rest in the sect. The Ten Thousand Sects Competition is coming soon, so be prepared."

Ling Xiao casually threw a bottle of elixir to Fu Yunyao and was about to walk down the mountain, but a flash of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Roar!!"

The ear-splitting dragon roar suddenly resounded throughout the entire Ten Thousand Dao Sacred Mountains.

The overwhelming demonic energy swept away, covering the entire sky in an instant.

Black clouds are falling, and demons are rolling in power.

Even the enemy of ten thousand people took one step out of the hall at this time, and looked up with shocked eyes, looking at the terrifying demonic figure snaking in the air.

"Dragon!! It's actually a real dragon!!"

At this moment, above the Ten Thousand Sacred Mountains, a black dragon shadow stretching for hundreds of miles tore through the clouds, emitting bursts of ear-piercing dragon roars.

Around him, demonic light surged, overwhelming the sky, and it was terrifying.

For a moment, thousands of enemies thought that a demon emperor was coming.

But at this moment, when he saw a figure standing above the head of the demon dragon with his hands behind his back, his eyes hardened again.

Wearing white star robes, he is handsome and elegant.

If not Ling Xiao, who is he?

"How could it be...that this demonic dragon is actually Ling Xiao's mount?"

Ten Thousand Enemies swallowed hard.

Based on his realm, it is easy to feel that the realm of this demon dragon has not yet entered the realm of destruction.

But the demonic power in his body is comparable to that of a king-level demon.

"Look! It's a dragon!!"

"What a scary monster!!"

"This smell really makes me... want to pee."

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"horrible!!"

"Huh? There seems to be a figure above the dragon's head?"

"Are you kidding me? How can such a ferocious monster allow others to humiliate and step on top of their heads?"

"It's the young master! It's the young master!!"

Countless Demon Sect disciples walked out of the cave and stood in front of the hall, looking up at the figure standing with hands behind their hands. The shock in their eyes almost condensed into substance.

"Young Master! This is the Young Master's car!!!"

"Niu Bi!! Young Master Niu Bi!!"

"He is worthy of being the man who conquered the Taoist palace goddess. The devil dragon and the true phoenix are a match made in heaven!!"

The crowd started cheering, boiling, and finally reached a climax.

But Ling Xiao just smiled indifferently and drove away on the dragon.

The peak of Xuanqing.

Unexpectedly, Huahua could break through to the peak level of Xuanqing in such a short period of time.

The sixth-grade elixir is truly terrifying.

However, perhaps Huahua's bloodline is too powerful. Even though it has already half-stepped into Delirium, it still fails to transform and awaken its own talent.

According to rumors, the more terrifying the monster's bloodline is, the more difficult it will be to transform, and the more difficult it will be to awaken the talent of this bloodline.

This is heaven's sanction and a means of maintaining the balance of all spirits.

Of course, Ling Xiao didn't know whether the rumors were true or not, after all, he had come from Qiandu.

But obviously, with Huahua's current power, once she transforms and awakens her innate magical powers, the entire Holy State will be shaken again.

At the foot of Wandao Sacred Mountain, Taoist Huoyun looked at the demonic clouds covering his head. His old face had already become extremely pale.

"Young Master...you are worthy of being invincible. Even this demonic dragon is willing to surrender...Yin Zhengchun, I think you are going to die today."

Thinking like this, Taoist Huo Yun's figure instantly rose into the sky, rushing in front of Ling Xiao, and stormed towards a certain place in the eastern border.

At this time, he was a little impatient and wanted to crush the elder who he usually complimented each other to death in his hands.

In Eastern Xinjiang, it will be sunny and cloudy today.

There is a demonic cloud that stretches across thousands of miles and tears the sky apart, causing countless ancient Taoist tribes to speculate: Which demon king from Northern Xinjiang is coming here?

But...when did the demon race have such courage and dare to step into the human race's territory so brazenly?

It's just speculation, and anger is anger. At this time, no one in the clan is willing to take the lead, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble.

As for the snow in front of the door, everyone has always been responsible for sweeping it away.

Who does this big monster kill and cares about me?


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