Hearing the sound, Pengshan's face suddenly froze, and he turned to look back.
The resentment in Jiang Xuan's eyes also quietly solidified at this time.
At this moment, she could see, in the depths of the darkness, a figure in black walking towards him, with a cold and beautiful face, but it made her feel an inexplicable warmth in her heart.
Heaven and earth are silent!!
Even the blood mist flowing over Qinghe Ancient City seemed to have completely stagnated.
Time passes and eternity becomes empty.
The figures of Pengshan and others seemed to be bound by a supreme power, and they could not even open their mouths to beg for mercy.
At the same time, thousands of ancient swords penetrated the sky and killed Pengshan and all Hongcheng guards with the force of thunder.
Even before his death, Pengshan still had a trace of confusion on his face.
He couldn't figure out why this young man personally suppressed and killed the powerful emperors of the ancient Jiang Dynasty, ordered them to massacre the old Jiang Dynasty troops hidden in the underground ancient city, but then killed them all at the last moment?
Who is he... and what is his purpose?
"Big brother…"
Jiang Xuan's eyes trembled, and he watched helplessly as the people who were still arrogant and domineering a second ago disappeared directly into the place like an illusion, with a look of panic on their little faces.
Of course, with Jiang Xuan's temperament, he would never have imagined that everything in front of him was just a drama directed and acted by Ling Xiao.
From the beginning, she has become prey.
"never mind."
Ling Xiao's figure descended from the sky, stood beside Jiang Xuan, and rubbed her little head.
"Hey, I didn't expect to arrive a step too late."
"Big brother... where is my grandpa..."
Jiang Xuan's eyes were red and he pursed his lips tightly, obviously he had already made some assumptions in his mind.
"When I heard the noise, I rushed back to Qinghe City, but I didn't see any trace of your grandfather."
Ling Xiao shook his head, and a soulful light suddenly appeared in his eyes, encompassing the world.
After feeling that there was no sign of life here, he took Jiang Xuan's little hand and headed towards the entrance.
Wherever you go.
"Don't worry, with his old man's cultivation, he shouldn't be in danger. In this case, I will take you to your brother first."
"Brother? Big brother, do you really want to take me to find my brother?"
Jiang Xuan raised his little face with a stunned expression.
although!
The destruction of the ancient city of Qinghe severely damaged her young mind.
But when he thought about meeting his brother soon, a smile suddenly appeared on Jiang Xuan's delicate little face.
After all, she is just a child of six or seven years old, with a simple heart and not many calculations.
And the reason why Ling Xiao kept her by his side was also to prevent Jiang Yang from having too much luck, so that he could have a way to manipulate him.
Perhaps, this son of destiny does not have much affection for Jiang Xuan, his sister, but he has always been determined to obtain the Lingbao.
The aura that Jiang Xuan showed just now was extremely ancient and vast, vaguely revealing a sense of vastness.
Her true body must be an extremely terrifying spiritual treasure.
If Ling Xiao's prediction is correct, this little girl's fate will most likely be similar to that of Bai Ling, who became a spirit because of love.
Of course, maybe Jiang Yang kept her by his side for this purpose from the beginning.
The Son of Destiny understands everything.
"Of course, I admire your brother very much."
Ling Xiao smiled, walked out of the ancient city side by side with Jiang Xuan, and appeared in the ruined temple.
"Brother, my brother is a very nice person. If he knew that you saved me, he would definitely thank you."
Jiang Xuan nodded seriously, his eyes filled with mist again, "But...but he will never see Uncle Jiang Yan and the others again."
"When you leave Qinghe City, you must remember not to talk about your life experience, otherwise... before we can find your brother, you will be
Found out, now the Yuqing Immortal Sect is arresting slaves everywhere, I suspect that your brother is imprisoned somewhere by them."
Ling Xiao made a silent gesture towards Jiang Xuan. The latter immediately understood, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and nodded fiercely.
"Brother, shall we go to Yuqing Immortal Sect now?"
"What do you know?"
Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, with a playful smile on his face.
If Zhu Lao hadn't stopped her before, maybe this little girl would have told Ling Xiao everything she knew.
But now, since Ling Xiao is her savior, Jiang Xuan is naturally no longer on guard.
"Brother Jiang Chou came back before and said a lot of things to my grandfather that I couldn't understand, but... I understood the last sentence. He was going to Yuqing Immortal Sect to save brother!"
"Is it?" .??.
Ling Xiao nodded slightly, with no waves in his eyes.
Just as he guessed, Jiang Yang had already entered the Yuqing Immortal Sect to find fortune, while Jiang Chou was ordered to go to the Ten Realms Sect to seize the divine order.
Wait until the day when the two of them meet, that is when creation will be born.
only!!
What makes Ling Xiao a little confused is that with Jiang Yang's current strength, how can he take advantage of the fortune under the eyes of the Yuqing Immortal Sect?
After all, this Fang Sect is a force as famous as the ancient sects of the Ten Worlds and has a profound foundation.
Even if Jiang Yang wheel returns, he may not enter the imperial realm.
Is it possible that he has other means to avoid the people of the Immortal Sect?
"Brother, why do they... look at me like this?"
Jiang Xuan followed closely behind Ling Xiao, looking at the silent ancient city in front of him with a trace of curiosity in his eyes.
At this time, she could see countless strangely dressed people standing on the street, looking at her and Ling Xiao with awe and fear in their eyes.
"Just ants."
Ling Xiao didn't say much, took Jiang Xuan's little hand and walked towards the sky.
It wasn't until the two figures walked away that bursts of discussion could be heard in Hongcheng.
Obviously, everyone was very curious at this time as to why Pengshan and others who entered the ancient road did not appear for so long.
Of course, with the tyranny and tyranny of this city lord, no one dared to go down to investigate, lest it cause unreasonable disaster.
At the same time, the Yuqing Ancient Sect.
This sect is located deep in the Northern Territory, backed by Lingshan Mountain, and occupies the only dragon vein here.
As a force that was once as famous as the Shijie Sect, although the Yuqing Immortal Sect has been suppressed in recent years, its foundation remains.
Especially Patriarch Yuqing, whose cultivation has reached the Three Tribulations of the Emperor Realm, and is the supreme powerhouse in the Ten Realms.
"Senior Brother Song, this is the slave that was just delivered recently. Please check it out."
At this time, in the deserted valley of Naling Mountain, several young disciples wearing blue flowing cloud robes were walking slowly with a dozen slaves in tow.
One of the leaders was holding a golden soft whip and looked extremely arrogant.
"It turns out to be Junior Brother Zhao! Thank you for your hard work, Junior Brother."
Outside Huanggu, several sect disciples also walked towards them and bowed slightly towards the crowd.
"Everywhere, it's all for the sake of the sect. Senior Brother Song, my ancestor is not very satisfied with it recently. It seems that there has been no big harvest in this Thunder Crystal Valley for a long time."
The disciple surnamed Zhao sighed softly, "If this continues, you and I, brothers... I'm afraid we will be in trouble with these slaves."
"Junior brother, don't worry. Please go back and tell our ancestors. I will definitely step up your supervision and collect thunder crystals as soon as possible to honor our ancestors."
Song Hongpi took out a thumb-sized thunder crystal from his arms with a smile, and quietly handed it to the young man in front of him, "I hope that Junior Brother Zhao can say a few kind words for me."
"It's easy to talk, then...there's nothing else to do, junior brother, I'll leave first."
The disciple surnamed Zhao laughed, handed the chain with the slave in Song Hong's hand, turned around and walked towards the distant mountains.
Looking at his back, Song Hong's face gradually darkened.