"Sure enough, you are all in the realm of the first and second levels of the God Emperor, but the aura of this secret realm is so rich, why are your cultivation levels so low?"
Ling Xiao frowned slightly, feeling a little confused in his heart.
With the concentration of spiritual energy in this land of Emperor's Fall, even those with a little bit of talent would be able to step into the Emperor's Realm.
But why is it that the most powerful person here is only at the second level of the God Emperor?
has a problem!
"Well, our clans made an agreement with the old immortal chief not to enter the third level of the Imperial Realm. He helped us guard the secret realm to prevent outsiders from entering."
A flash of thought flashed in Bai Jiao's eyes. Should he take advantage of the ant's deep thought... to kill him...
"Oh, that's it. Just relax."
Ling Xiao nodded, as expected.
To be able to make this secret realm creature so obedient, it must have been under coercion.
It's just...what benefit does this approach have to the Taixuan Dao Sect?
Ling Xiao calculated with his fingers, this is a conspiracy!
"Dad...I..."
Before the white dragon could resist, a soul seal instantly swept into his sea of consciousness and dispersed.
Ling Xiao retracted the hoop that trapped the demon, raised his head and looked into the distance.
From what Bai Jiao said, he probably guessed that the Fire Clan should be the surviving clan that Lin Xi said was responsible for guarding the spiritual fire ruins.
But if they want to enter the ruins to make fire, this clan has to be eliminated.
Although Wu Zui's combat power may be comparable to that of a first-grade God Emperor, he can't stand up to the large number of people.
However, this white dragon clan may be able to make use of it.
Driving dragons and swallowing fire?
"Dieying, go ahead and attack those heirs of the Supreme Tradition. Leave a few alive. Su Yan, Xia Chen and the others... don't move."
Ling Xiao said something incomprehensible, and saw a black shadow passing over his head instantly.
Before the white dragon could see clearly, it had disappeared without a trace.
"Let's go, get out of here first."
Ling Xiao stepped forward, greeted the white dragon with dull eyes, and walked towards the depths of the mountain.
At the same time, in the center of the secret realm, a vast force suddenly surged into the sky.
Immediately, figures with terrifying auras swept out of the sky and flew madly towards the outskirts of the secret realm.
The originally peaceful secret realm was finally shaken into complete turmoil when the overlapping shadow appeared!
Deep in the secret realm, in front of a dark mountain.
A figure in black clothes stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the top of the mountain.
Behind him, an old man with gray hair looked humble and stood quietly to one side.
It's just that although his attitude is humble, his aura is extremely powerful, and he is actually a strong man in the imperial realm!
"In the past two days, prepare yourself and obey my orders at any time to open the ruins here."
The young man in black didn't even look back, his tone was extremely cold.
"What...open the ruins here? Sir, you want to..."
Behind him, the white-haired old man's expression suddenly changed, with a hint of fear in his eyes.
"If you shouldn't ask, don't ask."
The young man in black turned his head, revealing his dull eyes.
But under such a pair of blind eyes, the God Emperor seemed to see reincarnation floating around, Universe Cangyu's face turned pale, and he knelt down on the ground with a plop.
"yes!!"
Here, Ling Xiao steps on a white dragon and moves through the mountains and forests, attracting the attention of countless monsters.
"So, you Baijiao clan were born in this secret realm?"
Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and there seemed to be a flash of thought in his eyes.
Although this group of secret land natives have never seen much of the world, if they arrogantly ran into other people's territory, they would probably be in trouble.
After all, in the eyes of these secret realm monsters, all the disciples from Dongjiang who come to practice are enemies.
If he wasn't afraid of Taoist Master Taixuan, he might have been unable to hold back his hatred and started to hunt and kill them one by one.
"Yes, Master. According to what our ancestors said, our clan was born hundreds of years ago, and we have the blood of true dragons flowing in our bodies."
This white dragon's name is Yelang, and he is actually a direct member of the dragon clan.
It was just that he had a bad relationship with the young master of the Jiao clan and was expelled. He was hiding in the mountains alone, eating and waiting to die.
"True dragon bloodline?"
Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows lightly, and the corner of his mouth suddenly raised a hint of amusement.
"tell me the story."
"It is said that the ancestor of our Baijiao clan was born from a true dragon that followed a certain strong man and had intercourse with a white python in this secret realm. He has half of the true dragon's blood in his body, but... with the death of his ancestor, several
Over the past hundred years, the bloodline of my Baijiao clan has become more and more complex."
Ye Lang smiled bitterly. Although he was planted with a soul mark by Ling Xiao, he did not completely lose his mind.
As long as Ling Xiao doesn't forcefully interfere, he will still be the happy mountain monster.
"True dragons and pythons... well, they are quite mixed. Have any of your clansmen seen the true dragon ancestor?"
A hint of cunning flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes.
"How is it possible? Even our ancestors have never met the Holy Ancestor! However, according to what the ancestor said, he was inspired by the Holy Ancestor's spiritual thoughts in a dream and said... that he will come back to visit our clan when he has time, but... this
Hundreds of years have passed..."
Yelang sighed, looking quite lonely.
"Haha, actually I was sent by your Holy Ancestor to visit you. Let's go and meet the elders of your Jiao Clan."
Ling Xiao chuckled, but Na Yelang was a little confused, "Master...Master, you can't say this nonsense. It offends the Holy Ancestor. If the Ancestor and the others know about it... Moreover, I can't return to my clan. If I go back, I'm afraid...
They will be beaten to death by Yeliu and the others."
"What did you do to be expelled from the Jiao Clan?"
Ling Xiao ignored him at all, but was slightly interested in what happened to Ye Lang.
"Uh...back then...I fell in love with a female dragon. That female dragon was...the fiancée of the leader of my dragon clan..."
Ye Lang chuckled, but Ling Xiao glanced at him in surprise, "It seems that it makes sense for you and me to meet each other. It's okay. This time I return to the clan, I will give you the female dragon."
"Give...give it to me? Master...that female dragon was suppressed to the Suojiao Abyss. I am afraid she will have been refined to death by now."
Ye Lang was stunned for a moment, looking a little hesitant.
Gan!
You, a human ant, would have surrendered to me, the ninth-grade divine lord, if you hadn't designed a trap?
It's okay for you to show off in front of me. When you get to the Jiao Clan, you may die without knowing how.
But... just die, why are you holding me back?
"Master...actually...I don't care. I've been out for so long and I've long forgotten the way home. I..."
"It's okay, let me help you think about it."
Ling Xiao smiled sinisterly, and Na Yelang suddenly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his figure sprang out, heading towards the center of the secret realm.
But at this time, on the periphery.
Su Yan looked at a beautiful figure in white not far away with a look of hatred on his face, with a hint of helplessness evident in his beautiful eyes.
"Goddess Nian, this is the third spiritual grass you have snatched from me. Could it be that the goddess has been following me?"
Behind him, the faces of all the lickers were also gloomy, but no one dared to take a step forward.
Nian Qingyun's identity made them somewhat worried.
Moreover, although she has now withdrawn from her engagement with Ling Xiao.
Can…
That day at the Peak of Enlightenment, the descendant of the Ling clan looked like he was dying for life, and it was obvious that he had a deep affection for Nian Qingyun.
What if they accidentally hurt the cold and proud goddess, and the devil Ling Xiao smashes the dog's head into pieces?
"Snatch your spiritual herb?"
On the mountain peak in the distance, Nian Qingjun glanced at everyone calmly with his beautiful eyes, and said in a puzzled tone, "What if I robbed you?"