Ling Xiao smiled, the magic lines in his eyes flashed, and he immediately inserted the Ancient Blade of Samsara into Chen Mu's body, swallowing up all his blood, energy and spiritual power.
Looking at the blue sky, there are countless geniuses with half-demon bodies.
However, there is only one possibility that can make Chen Muzhi willing to surrender.
Under the realm master's seat is the most mysterious hall, the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons!
He Lian Wuji, the second descendant of this temple, died in Ling Xiao's hands.
Although there has been no change in this temple since then, in essence, it is still in opposition to the Ling clan.
only!
According to the news from Dieying and the Ling Clan's secret guards, this temple has long been independent of the World Lord's Palace. Could it be that just because a second descendant was killed, it will become an enemy of the Ling Clan?
What's more, at that time, the human wolf took the initiative to provoke him first, and he deserved to die.
Inexplicably, Ling Xiao still felt that there was a conspiracy involved.
Moreover, this layout method is very similar to what he encountered in the divine capital before... and it seems to be in the hands of one person.
Could it be... that he was the military advisor next to Xue Xiyan?
Now it seems that this young gentleman cannot come out of seclusion, but it is not that he has done nothing.
His plot may be more far-reaching than Ling Xiao imagined.
"My lord!"
It wasn't until a few blasts of wind suddenly came from the sky that Ling Xiao put away the magic blade and looked up.
The figures of Ning Wuchuan, Huahua and Han Qingqiu fell from the sky, landed in front of him, and bowed down.
With the strength of three people, there is no surprise in dealing with just a few people of high status.
However, this time the ancient world of Desolation has opened, and almost all the contemporary monsters have gathered here. It is far from ordinary and comparable, so we must be more cautious.
"Well! Go back to the realm first."
Ling Xiao nodded lightly and stepped into the realm together with the three of them.
At this moment, in front of the Heavenly Palace, Han Zhan and other disciples from the Medicine Palace were surrounding Xiao Pou, carefully treating his injuries.
Seeing Ling Xiao appear, everyone quickly threw Xiao Pou aside and stood up to worship him.
"Greetings to the Lord."
"how's it going?"
Ling Xiao waved his hand and walked up to Xiao Pian with a gentle smile on his face.
"The sternum is shattered. I'm afraid I won't be able to fight for a while."
Han Zhan gave a bitter smile, but Xiao Pou struggled to stand up from the ground, "My lord! This little injury is nothing, I can still do it!"
"Okay, you can rest peacefully in the realm to recuperate, and leave the rest to me."
Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, and suddenly took out an ancient sword from the Qiankun Ring. It was full of silver, which was in line with Xiao Pian's temperament.
"This Three Thousand Xu Mo moment needs to be activated by the power of time. Take it."
"Wha...what? Lord, I..."
Xiao Pian's eyes trembled slightly, but in the end he did not refuse and bowed deeply, "Thank you, Lord."
"By the way, Lord, on my way here, I heard that there is a secret treasure in the southwest, and many Qing Cang Tianjiao have already rushed there."
"I see."
Ling Xiao nodded, pondered slightly, and then summoned dozens of secret guards, saying in a deep voice, "Go and find out about the descendants of the Holy Son of the five royal families and the strong men in their families."
"yes!"
"Xiao Pou, do you know anything about the Son of God-Slaughter in the Holy Emperor's Palace?"
Now that Ling Xiao has guessed that this son of God who is fused with the blood of the Five Emperors is likely to be a destined person, he must arrange some means in advance to suppress his luck.
From Chen Muzhi's memory, Ling Xiao saw a woman named Zong Shishi, who was also a genius of the Hidden Clan and had great admiration for Tu Tiandao.
Perhaps, there will be an... insertion port on her body.
"Slay the Son of God? Kill the Way of Heaven?"
Xiao Pou frowned, with a rare look of solemnity on his face, "My lord, this God-Slaying Son has terrifying cultivation, carries the sun on his back, and is unparalleled in dominance. Although he was just born, he has already made a name for himself in the ancient world of Huang Yuan Dynasty. Not only
He took action to suppress many strong men from the surviving clan, and he was a generous man, gathering a group of followers behind him."
"oh?"
There was a smile on Ling Xiao's lips. From this point of view, the growth of this leek should be quite gratifying.
Moreover, Ling Xiao could also tell from Xiao Pian's words that Tu Tiandao liked to show off and was famous.
Of course, this is somewhat related to his experience. What is the purpose of a young man who has experienced life and death and merged with the blood of the five emperors?
Naturally, it is to become famous in the world and to be respected by all spirits.
This is human nature, and also...a weakness.
"However, it is said that this son of the God of Slaughter likes women, but he is very ambitious. Even the clan saint daughter Zong Shishi has no status in his eyes."
"Woman?"
Ling Xiao nodded indifferently, already having a plan in his heart to deal with this destined son.
The most difficult thing for a young man who wants to be a hero... he has to pass the beauty test.
In this case, then create some opportunities for him to be loved by beauties.
However, this beauty must have a story, so that she can turn around at the most critical moment.
"I understand, let's go."
Ling Xiao waved his hand and led Ning Wuchuan and others out of the realm and reappeared in the primitive world.
At this time, he did not act rashly to avoid drawing Tu Tiandao's attention.
In short, if you want to harvest this destiny, you still need some opportunities, so...it's time to find the half-demon young man to confirm his identity.
"Buzz."
At the same time, deep in the ancient world, there was the peak of a barren mountain.
I saw a figure in white standing with hands behind his back, not a trace of spiritual power emanating from his body, looking at the sea of clouds in front of him.
Behind him, there stood a tall young man with tiger stripes all over his body and an extremely ferocious aura.
"Meet the master."
"Is everything done?"
The young man in white turned around, revealing a face that covered his ancient face. The only exposed eyes were a deep and calm brilliance.
"Yes! Everything has been arranged. Now there are many young masters of the ancient clan. The Holy Son of the Immortal Sect is willing to follow me and kill the Ling clan together."
The tiger-striped young man nodded, but the moment he finished speaking, he felt a sudden wave of waves coming from behind him.
But when he turned around to look, he saw a figure wrapped in armor, who had arrived in front of him at some point.
Then!!
Before the tiger-striped young man could react, wooden vines were suddenly wrapped around his feet, binding him in place.
With his cultivation level at the fifth level of the Holy Realm, he had no room to fight back when facing this war shadow.
even!!
What frightened him even more was that there was not even a trace of vitality fluctuations around this armor.
Even the eyes under the iron helmet were empty and dark.
It's like, it's just a battle armor, but it can exert spiritual power and divine power.
absurd!!
"You did a good job, but...I don't like to put myself in the situation, so..."
The ancient-faced man said indifferently and walked down the mountain.
But the war shadow suddenly stretched out his palm, turned into a wooden awl, and stabbed hard into the chest of the tiger-striped young man.