"Brother Ling Xiao! The ruins are on the Holy Mountain of the Fire Tribe. I will wait for you at the ruins. Don't worry, Ling'er will be very careful."
Ling Xiao stood there, looking at the petite figure who snatched the tripod and ran away, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.
Lin Xi, Lin Xi!
From the moment you begin to doubt the grandpa who bestowed upon you the supreme destiny, you will lose this game of chess.
Once the grass and trees become soldiers, everything in this world will be your enemy.
As a person, your biggest enemy is always yourself.
only…
Since this girl comes from the Blood Soul Temple, can she... set up another chess game?
After all, when the swordsman in white went down to the realm, he revealed all sorts of strange things.
Moreover, why did he want to kill Bai Zhixi?
Based on the Canglang clan, Ling Xiao didn't believe they had such courage.
But the Tianhu clan has always been secluded from the world, and there are few enemies in the entire Holy State.
Inexplicably, Ling Xiao suddenly thought of Jiuyou, even though the Fengfeng clan had been recruited into the Holy Land by the Holy Religion very early.
But from beginning to end, Jiuyou never remembered when she died.
From her words, Ling Xiao knew that the Holy Religion must be brewing some conspiracy.
Countless cries, blood everywhere...
The Blood Soul Temple has always been mysterious, and few people even know where the sect is.
But such a mysterious killer organization can actually assassinate geniuses of all races, and even peerless evildoers that are rare in thousands of years, in the Holy State, under the nose of the Holy Cult?
Is this possible?
unless…
Ling Xiao's eyes hardened, but there was an inexplicable sneer on his face.
One is in the light and the other is in the dark?
But no matter how reasonable Ling Xiao's inference was, it was all just his guess.
But now, it seems that the opportunity has come.
Bai Ling has completely trusted him. As long as he can truly make her surrender, he may not be able to destroy the anthill that destroys the embankment.
After all, it was the swordsman from the Blood Soul Temple who killed the Lin family in the first place.
And once Bai Ling knows everything, haha...
"Young Master...you..."
The figures of Ye Shen and others passed by and stood in front of Ling Xiao with respectful expressions, trembling.
"Go and attack the Fire Tribe."
But Ling Xiao just looked at everyone calmly, and his figure disappeared instantly.
Before Lin Xi made a fire, he should also care about the remaining people of destiny.
Otherwise, wouldn't it seem like... that you favor someone?
"Attack the Fire Tribe?"
Ye Shen and Xing Shen looked at each other deeply, with a hint of surprise between their brows.
The Fire Clan is the oldest force in the secret realm here, and it is said that they are the vassals left here by the ancient emperor.
Can…
Now that the young master has said it, what can I do?
Of course, fuck them!
"Go, summon my sons from the Jiao Clan, and today, we will crush the Fire Clan!!"
Ye Shen didn't dare to hesitate at all, while Xing Shen also nodded, turned around and walked towards the Xing Clan.
…
"Haha, Saint Tianxu is too domineering. We saw this Purple Cloud Spirit Ginseng first. Why do you say it's yours? It's yours?"
Deep in the secret realm, beside a dense ancient forest, a group of Eastern Xinjiang geniuses looked angrily at a beautiful figure in pink clothes in front of them, with a trace of hatred on their faces.
"Everyone, of course this good fortune can only be obtained by those who are capable. I like this spiritual ginseng very much. You should leave now."
Huayang, the Holy Maiden of Tianxu, smiled indifferently, and a spiritual light spread out from her body, revealing her supreme majesty.
Tianxu Holy Land also ranks supreme in the land of Eastern Frontier. Although Huayang has never understood the Tao, his cultivation has already entered the late stage of breaking the delusion, and he is not comparable to ordinary geniuses.
At this time, she was standing alone in front of others, and she was overwhelmed by dozens of geniuses who did not dare to move even a little bit.
"Hahaha, a capable person can get it. I wonder if the saint thinks you can... or can I?"
At this moment, a faint smile came from the ancient forest again, and then everyone saw several figures in black walking slowly.
The leader, with a ferocious appearance and a gloomy face, is actually the young master of the Ancient Puppet Sect, Qiu Yi!
"It's Young Master Gupuppet!!"
Many people's expressions changed, but there was a hint of amusement in their eyes.
Saint Tianxu, aren’t you awesome!
Now, let me see how you end it.
Although the reputation of this ancient puppet master is not as impressive as that of Ling Xiao in the land of Eastern Xinjiang, he definitely cannot be called an upright person.
On the contrary, it is said that this man was cruel by nature, often making puppets out of living people, and his methods were extremely terrifying.
Sure enough, when she saw the person coming, a trace of solemnity flashed across Hua Yang's pretty face.
Although Qiu Yi's cultivation level is not as good as hers, his puppet skills are unpredictable and cannot be matched by ordinary people.
Especially at this time, he was followed by three geniuses who had reached the Realm of Breaking Arrogance. Once he took action, she was afraid she would suffer a big loss.
"It turns out to be Brother Qiu."
Huayang took a deep breath and glanced at Qiu Yi and the others in the distance with a cold expression, "Is Brother Qiu also planning to steal my fortune?"
"Haha, what the Flower Saint said, how could I steal your creation!"
Qiu Yi shook his head and smiled, but before Huayang could relax, the former's eyes flashed with a hint of gloom, "This creation is obviously an ownerless thing. Didn't the Flower Saint also say that those who are capable can get it."
"you!!"
Hua Yang's expression turned sharp, and her whole body suddenly surged with light, "Qiu Yi, others are afraid of you, but I'm not afraid. If you have the ability, just try it."
"Haha, why are you so impatient with the Flower Saint? In fact, it's fine if you don't rob it. As long as the Saint promises to make us brothers happy, why not give this purple ginseng to you?"
Qiu Yi and others laughed heartily, and the geniuses of the ancient sect who had been threatened by Huayang also began to look sarcastic and began to laugh wantonly.
"Hehe, Young Master Qiu is simply a role model for our generation!"
"That's right! I don't care if I don't want this purple ginseng or anything like that. As long as the Flower Saint and Young Master Qiu make some rain, let me wait and watch."
"Hahahaha, it makes me a little excited just thinking about it."
"Stop talking, I already have a picture."
After hearing what everyone said, Huayang's pretty face became more and more serious, and a hint of ferocity suddenly flashed in her beautiful eyes.
"Qiu Yi, do you dare to humiliate me?"
"So what if I humiliate you? Today I not only want to humiliate you, but I also want to taste the taste of your flower!"
Qiu Yi grinned and waved his palm suddenly, and saw the four geniuses beside him instantly rushing behind Huayang, blocking all her escape routes.
"Hmph! How dare a group of people who are in the early stages of breaking the law dare to stop me?"
Huayang shouted coldly, but there was already a intention to retreat in her eyes.
"Early stage of delirium?"
Qiu Yi shook his head and smiled, his whole body flashing with light, and he saw a nine-foot-tall black war shadow suddenly appearing behind him.
The black figure was wearing an ancient battle armor, with a black helmet covering his face, and a sword held horizontally in his hand. Although there was no ripple around his body, he just stood there, giving people an unspeakable oppression!
"It's the Black Demon War Puppet, one of the four war puppets of the Ancient Puppet Sect!"
"It is said that this puppet's combat power can compete with the ninth level of a divine general!"
"Hua Yang is doomed!"
Excitement began to appear on the faces of many geniuses. They didn't expect that they would be able to watch a good show despite not being lucky enough to grab it today.
Wonderful!
Spiritual materials and the like are not everywhere yet.
But the good show starring the Flower Saint herself is not something that anyone can see!
Young Master Qiu, please... stop inking and start quickly!
I have a few brothers waiting to watch the live broadcast!