Qin Wei looked confused, especially when he saw the indifference in Ling Xiao's eyes, he suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart.
"Haha, Mr. Ling Xiao, thank you for your generous action today, otherwise I am afraid that all the younger generations of the Qin clan will really perish here."
"Yes, my lord, if you need anything in the future, just say hello!"
"There is no way I can repay the kindness of saving my life. Master, please accept my respects!"
After seeing Ling Xiao's heaven-reaching methods, these Qin clan disciples really felt in awe from the bottom of their hearts.
"Master Ling Xiao, look...since Jin Yang is dead, shouldn't we go out too?"
Qin Wei raised his head and looked at the ancient cauldron emitting faint light in mid-air, with a faint hint of wariness in his eyes.
With Ling Xiao's strength, killing him is almost just a matter of one sword strike.
Moreover, he always felt that Ling Xiao's appearance today was too much of a coincidence.
The two sides had just fought, and he didn't have time to think about it.
But now that I have calmed down, I seem to feel that something... is not quite right.
"Are you too happy too early?"
Ling Xiao smiled gently and looked down at the dozen or so living Qin clan disciples.
These people are all the geniuses of the Qin clan, and their status is respected.
In other words, each of them has the possibility of competing with Qin Leng for the position of successor.
Now that Mr. Leng has sincerely surrendered, although the taste of his surrender seems a bit wrong, no matter what, you can feel free to use it.
After all, the system’s judgment will never go wrong.
As for Qin Wei...
Haha, this conquest of supreme orthodoxy requires one person to bear the blame.
Otherwise, once it attracts the attention of the Holy Cult, there is no guarantee that many things will not happen.
"Happy? Too early?"
Qin Wei's eyes suddenly condensed, and he looked at Ling Xiao with some horror, "What do you mean, Master?"
"I'll give you two ways, either die, or let me plant a soul mark and become my slave."
Ling Xiao looked indifferent, and his white clothes were spotless, like a banished immortal.
But what he said chilled Qin Wei to his bones.
"So...is this your real plan? Destroy the Yunshui first, and then the Qin clan?"
Qin Wei lowered his head and chuckled, his face downcast.
He should have thought that if this descendant of the Ling clan suddenly appeared, he would definitely not have any good intentions.
But unfortunately, every step he took was reasonable and no one could find any flaws.
"If I kill you, I can still make you a slave, but it's just a little more troublesome, what do you think?"
Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, and the thunder outside him suddenly surged, and the irresistible force swept thousands of miles, just like the ancient thunder god.
"I am willing to be your slave!!"
"I do!!"
All the Qin clan disciples were immediately pushed to the ground and howled loudly.
At this time, they had long lost their ambition to compete with Ling Xiao.
In other words, their Taoist hearts have been completely shattered with the fall of Jin Yang.
In this immortal path, if the Taoist heart is broken, it is the same as death.
All I want for the rest of my life is to survive.
"You are not worthy to be my slave."
Ling Xiao shook his head, keeping his eyes on Qin Wei.
"I!!!will!!"
It wasn't until a while later that the surging thunder became more and more severe, and Qin Wei gritted his teeth and knelt down in front of Ling Xiao.
"However, I hope you can let them live."
"Open your mind."
The soul light in Ling Xiao's eyes flourished, and an ancient soul seal condensed and formed in an instant, falling towards Qin Wei's sea of consciousness.
The latter took a deep breath, with a hint of unwillingness and resentment in his eyes, but finally did not stop him and allowed the seal to dissipate.
"Buzz."
A strange feeling suddenly came from the bottom of my heart.
At this moment, Qin Wei understood that he was no longer himself, but just a puppet and a soul slave of Ling Xiao.
Even his own behavior is completely controlled by Ling Xiao, and he can make himself die with just one thought.
"Go ahead and kill them."
Ling Xiao lowered his head and glanced at the wailing Qin clan disciples on the ground, and suddenly opened his mouth.
"you!!"
Qin Wei's expression was stern, his eyes were split, and he looked at the young man above him with a look of sorrow and anger.
"Um?"
Ling Xiao only had a thought, and Qin Wei felt an irresistible force controlling his body and walked towards the Qin clan disciples.
"No...no...Young master, I don't want it!"
"No!! Help!!"
In the ancient cauldron space, screams could be heard endlessly.
But Ling Xiao just looked at the countless corpses on the ground calmly, and finally with a thought, he replaced a spiritual talisman from the system.
"I killed them because they saw my secret. Don't worry, as long as you obey me, I guarantee that the Qin clan will not be destroyed."
Ling Xiao casually handed the spiritual talisman in his hand to Qin Wei, "The power contained in this talisman can kill the gods, so you can keep it for protection."
After finishing his words, Ling Xiao waved his hand, and the green demon ancient cauldron suddenly buzzed and disappeared.
The world has regained its clarity, but the wisps of blood rippling around it seem to be reminding the world that a shocking... massacre has occurred here.
Qin Leng was still looking at the sky with fascinated eyes. There, Qin Wei had killed all the Yun Shui disciples, and Ling Xiao finally stopped his offensive.
The Holy Son of Yunshuo looked coldly at the dozen or so geniuses of the Qin clan around him, with auras flashing around him and the power of Tao burning, as if he had fallen into madness.
Blood rained from the sky, and this battle was extremely brutal.
There were even several times when Qin Leng wanted to rush forward and join the battle.
However, his injuries were serious enough and he had to give up in the end.
When the last Qin clan disciple fell to the ground, the Holy Son of Yunshuo suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, self-destructing his soul and body, and rushed towards Ling Xiao and Qin Wei.
"boom!"
The sky and the earth became dark. When Qin Leng looked up, Holy Son Yunshui had disappeared, and Qin Wei was also covered in blood and his breath was weak.
This fight between the two geniuses has just come to an end.
Qin Wei's figure walked from the side and patted Qin Leng's shoulder gently, his eyes seemed to have deep meaning.
"Let's go."
"Ling... Where is Mr. Ling Xiao?"
Qin Leng's whole body trembled, especially the blood stains on Qin Wei's body, which made him feel deep admiration.
As worthy of being a descendant of my Qin clan, this battle will definitely make him famous in Eastern Xinjiang.
"Young Master...is gone."
Qin Wei sighed, turned his head and glanced at the mountains of corpses. Finally, he gritted his teeth and swung his palm down from the sky.
"boom!"
Smoke and dust rose all over the sky, and countless corpses connected to this dead city were completely turned into dust.
"Brother...you..."
"This is their best destination."
at the same time.
Yunmi Immortal Sect.
Immortal Lord Yunmi looked coldly at Ling Tianlin and others who disappeared, his eyes clear and sharp, as if he was thinking.
Just now, the Ling clan expressed their intention to join forces with Yun Shui to destroy the Qin clan, but he refused.
Although Immortal Lord Yunmao did not know how sincere the Ling clan was, the tragedy of the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole following behind has never stopped for thousands of years.
This muddy water is really getting muddier.
"Immortal Lord!!"
At this moment, a cry of grief suddenly came from outside the main hall.
Given the nature of Immortal Lord Yunmi, the emperor's body couldn't help but tremble slightly at this moment.
"Immortal Master!! The three elders and the Holy Son's fate cards...are all broken!!"