"Ling Tian, okay, are you so awesome now? He looks a bit like a great swordsman."
Xiao Pou clasped his hands behind his back and nodded his head lightly, like an elder looking at the younger generation.
When everyone followed the young master in the lower world, their relationship was naturally deeper.
Now that old friends are reunited, it is naturally a great joy.
Sometimes, when people really go through some hardships and say goodbye, they will cherish those old friends who have been with you for a long time.
In this world, no one owes anyone anything. You have your preferences, and I have my persistence. Everyone goes their own way, just like the waves wash away the sand.
"You still haven't changed."
Ling Tian shook his head, with sword patterns lingering in his eyes, "Xiao Pou, I'll catch up with you later. You stay away first."
After finishing his words, he once again focused his gaze on the group of spirit clan guards in front of him. The ancient sword in his hand burst out with light, stirring up the storm.
"No, what do you mean, Ling Tian? Do you look down on me, Mr. Xiao?"
Xiao Pou snorted coldly, walked up to Ling Tian, and looked at the blazing sun and Yue Zhi in front of him with a cold expression.
"Do you know who I am?"
"Who are you?"
Yue Zhi frowned lightly, although the aura of the little fat man in front of her was only at the earthly supreme level.
But there seems to be a tendency in him to stay in a position of power for a long time, which makes people fear him.
"I am Xiao Pian, a close servant of the Human Emperor, and the number one follower. You spirit clansmen will not kneel down when they see me, but you must think clearly about the consequences."
Xiao Pou had his hands behind his back, his expression solemn, and there seemed to be a sacred river flowing under his feet, which was extremely frightening.
"The human emperor's personal attendant?"
Yue Zhi's face was slightly condensed, and she felt inexplicably frightened in her heart.
Beside him, there was a hint of gloom in Lieyang's eyes, and his tone was cold and authentic, "So what if the Human Emperor, this is the Immortal Road... This is the world of my Spirit Clan, kill me!"
"Boom!"
Dozens of geniuses from the Spirit Race who were originally stagnant in the void took steps again.
But, at this moment,
Xiao Pou sneered and raised his palm slightly.
For a moment, time stood still and everything passed by.
Only the divine river under his feet continued to flow, giving rise to numerous visions of the changing eras and the transformation of heaven and earth.
Seeing this scene, everyone's faces showed a look of panic, and even the eyes of God Son of the Burning Sun were filled with a hint of solemnity.
As we all know, the Tao of Time is one of the most terrifying Taoisms in the world.
All things change, but time remains the same.
Unexpectedly, this seemingly insignificant fat man actually has such a demonic talent.
Even if his realm is low, this charm of time is enough to crush the vast majority of contemporary people.
"I remembered, this fat man is the leader of the Xiao clan and a follower of Emperor Lingxiao!"
"It's him! Xiao Pian!!"
In the mountain forest, a Qing Cang Tianjiao finally shouted in surprise and looked excited.
The Son of God is the head of the Nine Sons of God, and is a peerless evildoer who is as famous as the Son of Holy Thunder.
Although Ling Tian's swordsmanship is unparalleled, his reputation cannot compare with Lie Yang.
What's more, the gap between the two people's realms is really huge.
I am afraid that only the arrival of the Emperor's Son can truly crush this Spiritual God's Son.
In any era, heroes are expected.
Ling Xiao's combat power and prestige are obviously more in line with this setting.
"Wait a moment!"
only!!
Just when everyone thought that a big battle was about to break out, Xiao Pian stretched out his palm again and stopped the geniuses of the Spirit Clan who were advancing.
"What are you waiting for? Do you have to watch me get beaten to death?"
"Pfft."
Mountain
In the forest, a sneer came again.
Immediately, one after another figures were seen walking out, and soon appeared in front of everyone.
The leader was a young man dressed in black, with strangely deep eyes, without even the slightest white of his eyes.
Behind him, three women walked out one after another. One was carrying a giant sword and had bronze skin. The other had a cold temperament. She was dressed in white and looked like a fairy. There seemed to be a faint fragrance refreshing her body.
The remaining person was a slightly immature girl with two long ponytails and a halberd in her hand, which was twice as long as her.
"This is…"
"Ning Wuchuan, the first disciple of Daotian, has unique formations, and Luo Luodar, the barbarian king of the far north, is the successor of the barbarian god. As for the remaining two... I have never seen him..."
"They are all followers of the Emperor."
The four of them walked up to Xiao Pian, and Lolodar had a sarcastic look on his face.
Although she didn't know Xiao Pou, when Ling Xiao disappeared in the ancient world of Huangyuan, she had followed Xuanyuan Yue and met Han Qingqiu and Ning'er among the Ling clan.
Therefore, everyone met each other a few days ago and made an appointment to come to the Emperor Burial Mountain together.
"Let me introduce to you, Ling Tian, the emperor's younger brother."
Xiao Pou smiled proudly and winked at Ning Wuchuan, "Old Ning, I'll leave that piece of shit to you, no problem, right?"
"No, I'll do it."
Hearing this, Ling Tian shook his head, with fighting intent in his eyes.
Ning Wuchuan looked at Xiao Pian with a smile on his face.
"As expected of the emperor's younger brother, he has a good character."
"Okay, since everyone is here, don't be idle, let's kill."
Xiao Pou waved his hand, but his figure fell towards the ancient forest in the mountains.
"Hmm? Xiaopian, why are you going?"
Ning'er's face was slightly stunned, and
Compared with four years ago, her height at this time was almost the same as Han Qingqiu's, and even her figure was uneven.
Only that face still retains a bit of childishness, as pure as spring water in the mountains, crystal clear to the bottom.
"Of course I want to give you a chance to prove that you haven't been lazy in the past three years or so."
Xiao Pou looked extremely serious, while Ning'er snorted coldly, holding a halberd in his hand, and rushed directly towards the dozens of spiritual geniuses.
"A bunch of earth-sovereign ants, since you are all followers of Ling Xiao, then... just kill them all."
Lieyang shook his head and smiled, not taking the people in front of him seriously at all.
With his soul perception, he could easily detect that among these people, there was not even a powerful one among them.
Although Ling Tian killed Lie Qing with a sword before, but... what does it matter?
An ant is still an ant after all. Even if he can kill stronger ants, he is still an ant.
"Buzz!!"
Above the void, a frightening ripple of power surged out from under Ning'er's feet.
Every time she took a step, a dark crack appeared.
And the Supreme Prodigy in front of Ning'er hurriedly raised the golden spear in his hand, trying to stop him.
"Puch!"
only!!
The moment the halberd was smashed down, the golden spear in the hand of the genius of the Spirit race broke directly from it.
And his body was also shattered into a ball of blood mist where the sword blade passed.
"I...fuck, am I so fierce?"
Everyone's eyes narrowed slightly, and they understood completely in their hearts that those who could become followers of Emperor Ling Xiao were all perverts.
"Then... let's leave no one behind."
Lolodar grinned, showing his white teeth, and also rushed towards the crowd.