Feeling the murderous intent in Ling Xiao's eyes, the young man in black clothes in the crowd suddenly trembled and turned around to leave.
"Are you leaving?"
Ling Xiao smiled, took a step forward, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
Behind him, Ye Qingchan, Yao Guang, Jiang Xuanyi and Jun Diandian all rose into the air and rushed toward the Spirit Tribe people who had hidden their identities.
"Buzz!"
Thousands of miles into the void, a sudden chill swept across the sky, and pieces of ice crystals fell from the sky, turning into a sky-wide ice curtain, sealing the entire valley.
Fohui, the sword intent swept away, and the rich smell of blood rushed towards his face.
With the cultivation levels of Jiang Xuanyi, Yao Guang and others, not to mention these walk-on people, even the real spirit monsters cannot compare with them.
Therefore, when the three of them passed by, they saw blood rising all over the sky, and no one could stop their offensive.
Even Jun Diandian easily hammered every member of the Spirit clan to the ground.
The entire valley instantly turned into a purgatory on earth.
Screams and wails kept coming, but the faces of Miao Xin and Situ Yunshan were already extremely gloomy.
Especially Miao Xin, seeing the spirit tribe being slaughtered with her own eyes, felt some pity and regret inexplicably in her heart.
"Goddess Miaoxin, are you really sure...to deal with Ling Xiao and his followers?"
Situ Yunshan sighed softly, and for the first time there was a trace of... confusion in his eyes.
Originally, he thought that his strength was enough to defy the heavens.
Not to mention the Qingcang monster, even the princes of the Qingyuan world can only fight to a draw with him.
But, looking at these people in front of him, Situ Yunshan suddenly felt...it seemed like he couldn't defeat any of them?
Gan!
"Don't worry, Mr. Situ, I won't make fun of my own life."
Miao Xin looked solemn, looking up at the beautiful figures stretching across the sky and the earth. Deep in her eyes... there was a trace of...
Deep and cold indifference.
"That's good…"
Situ Yunshan nodded lightly and turned to look at Chu Yinyin aside, only to see that at this moment, the girl was covering her lips, her face was pale, and her eyes were full of panic.
With Chu Yinyin's temperament, she had always been kind and docile. How had she ever seen such a bloody scene?
Obviously, she must have a deeper understanding of Ling Xiao's cruelty at this moment.
From Miao Xin's previous words, Situ Yunshan already knew that Ling Xiao not only massacred the Yuanshan Clan, but even the Tianxing Clan could not escape his clutches.
although!!
The Xianlu Spiritual Race and the Human Race are inherently antagonistic existences.
But, in the final analysis, this kind of killing is still too cruel and cruel.
And as long as Chu Yinyin can realize this, I am afraid that his good impression of Ling Xiao will gradually lose.
"Yinyin, what's wrong with you?"
Thinking of this, a gentle smile suddenly appeared on Situ Yunshan's face. He walked up to Chu Yinyin and spoke softly.
"Master..."
Chu Yinyin pursed her red lips tightly, and there was a rare brilliance in her beautiful eyes, "You are right..."
"Um?"
Hearing this, the smile on Situ Yunshan's face grew stronger. As long as Chu Yinyin could change his mind, he wouldn't mind... exposing Miao Xin's lies and getting out of the chess game in front of him.
Ling Xiao's strength is obviously more than one level stronger than the Nine Divine Sons of Immortal Road.
The risk of becoming his enemy is too great.
"This immortal road is indeed extremely dangerous and unpredictable..."
Chu Yinyin took a deep breath and looked firmly at the tall figure in black clothes in the distance. Her pretty face was filled with pain, "If I had known this, I should have practiced harder, so I wouldn't have to be like now.
I can only stand here and watch the young master kill the enemy."
"Pu...Pu Chi?"
There seemed to be a thread of blood slipping from the corner of Situ Yunshan's mouth.
Chu Yinyin turned her head and looked at him in surprise, "Master, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine, Yinyin, you have finally grown up."
Situ Yunshan pretended to be happy, but the last hope in his heart was completely shattered.
"Master, what are you doing here? Since you want to follow the master, you must have the consciousness of a follower."
Chu Yinyin frowned slightly and reminded her softly. .??.
"Puch."
Meanwhile, at the edge of the valley.
I saw Ling Xiao holding a white mink in his arms, looking at the young man in black in front of him with a gentle expression.
Ling Xiao could feel a very familiar aura from him.
Although 30,000 fortunes cannot be used to create destiny points, but... who can easily reap the blessings, who is too much?
What's more, this Ten Thousand Demons Holy Body sounds like it should be a physique that integrates the supernatural powers of great demons.
For Ling Xiao, the more holy bodies he plunders, the stronger his body becomes.
"Who are you? Why did you stop me?"
The young man in black frowned. The moment Ling Xiao took action to kill Yue Xuan, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.
only!!
He thought he had not provoked any forces, so why did Ling Xiao want to kill them all?
"What about you? Who is it again?"
Ling Xiao smiled and gently caressed the little mink in his arms.
At this time, Bai Mink seemed to be thinking deeply in his eyes, looking extremely docile.
Later, as long as Ling Xiao takes action to fight with the young man in black, she can take the opportunity to escape and completely get rid of his control.
"Brothers should also be from the human race, right? I am the ancient holy son of Yuyao Sect, Yu Changkong. I wonder what I call my brother?"<
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From Ling Xiao's previous actions, Yu Changkong could feel that he seemed to have some natural hostility towards the Spirit Clan.
Moreover, the identity of this young man who dares to provoke the Wuyue Clan and the law enforcers of Tongyou Valley must not be from the Xianlu Ling Clan.
Otherwise, even the Nine God Sons may no longer have a foothold.
With Yu Changkong's vision, he deduced that this person was probably a contemporary prince in the Qingyuan world.
At this time, there was a hint of demonic power bursting out from his body, and his aura was powerful, obviously deliberately trying to intimidate him.
"The Ancient Saint Son of the Demon Control Sect?"
Ling Xiao nodded slightly, his eyes becoming more playful.
This immortal force, no matter the genius or the holy son, almost all died in his hands.
Unexpectedly, another ancient saint appeared now.
Fate is wonderful!
"Buzz!"
Regarding Yu Changkong's confusion, Ling Xiao didn't bother to explain at all. He pushed with one palm and all the divine patterns lit up.
"Boom!"
Immediately afterwards, a palm print was seen falling from the sky, and the mountains, rivers and ancient forests around Yu Changkong exploded in an instant.
When the smoke and dust filled the air, the ancient holy son of the Demon Control Sect was directly crushed to the ground, and his life and death were unknown.
"Gulu."
Seeing this scene, the white ferret's glazed eyes suddenly widened, its mouth opened, and its body couldn't stop trembling.
Although, she didn't know exactly what kind of force the Demon Control Sect was.
However, the trace of aura that Yu Changkong showed just now was terrifying enough.
Even so, in front of Ling Xiao, he still didn't seem to have much room to fight back.
Suppressing the Ancient Saint Son with one hand, how powerful is this young man?
Inexplicably, a trace of thought flashed through Bai Diao's eyes. If...she could make good use of this young man, maybe she could easily get rid of those bastards who trapped and killed her.