"Oh? You mean...you and Tian'er have completely resolved their knot?"
The Ling clan’s temple is located in a side hall.
Ling Tianlin looked at Ling Xiao in front of him in surprise, his tone slightly suspicious.
"Um."
Ling Xiao didn't explain much, and Ling Tianlin was silent for a moment, but in the end he didn't ask the reason.
No matter what method Ling Xiao used to break Ling Tian's resentment, the result was good.
As for the process, what is important?
In the beginning, the reason why he did not dig up other people's Danhai to give to Lingtian was because... he was worried that the latter would be resentful and take revenge on Ling Xiao's mother and son.
Therefore, he often feels guilty these years.
Today, he heard that the two brothers had settled their feud. The pent-up thoughts in his heart instantly dissipated, and even his cultivation... showed some faint signs of breakthrough.
"Father, I want the spiritual veins of Yuanyue Holy Land."
Ling Xiao smiled calmly, with killing intent in his eyes.
He deliberately humiliated Xia Chen that day, not just for his luck and the soul-hungry ghost beads, but also for the Holy Land of Yuanyue behind him.
This force, like the Yunshuo Immortal Sect, is orthodox in Eastern Xinjiang and is respected by the orthodox sects.
Attacking it rashly will inevitably lead to many obstacles.
But now, the Ling clan is using the name of avenging the heir's fiancée. Even if it is a feud between two clans, others will not be able to interfere even if they want to.
When attacking a sect, one thing must happen for a reason.
If you kill for no reason and break the order, someone will inevitably take action in the name of justice.
As for Qiu Puppet…
If he hadn't summoned the puppet of the ninth-grade divine general whose combat power was comparable to that of a divine lord, Ling Xiao might not have paid attention to him and Huayang that day.
After all, if there is no luck, there is nothing worth taking action on.
But when he saw the strength of the puppet, Ling Xiao's heart was moved.
It is said that there are four war puppets in this ancient puppet sect.
The three demons of black, silver, and gold and a corpse puppet of heaven and man are the foundation of the ancient puppet sect.
But now...
Qiu Yi, the young master of the Ancient Puppet Sect, killed Saint Taixu and also took action against Su Yan, the successor of Yunmeng. I am afraid there is no need for his existence anymore.
"Spiritual pulse? Okay, I will capture it for you when the time comes."
Ling Tianlin nodded and smiled, not even asking what Ling Xiao was used for.
As long as he wants, Ling Tianlin will give it to him.
If he can't give it, then give him a similar one.
"Xiao'er, since you want that spiritual vein, then we...can't wait for Piaomiao Dao Palace to take action first..."
"What father means is..."
"Tonight, I will go to Yuanyue Holy Land to avenge my daughter-in-law."
Immortal light suddenly became intense in Ling Tianlin's eyes, and a powerful force like a mountain suddenly fell down, causing the entire Ling clan temple to tremble for a moment for no apparent reason.
"good."
A smile also appeared on Ling Xiao's face, and blood flowed from his glance.
Father is right, if you want to destroy the Yuanyue Holy Land, the Ling Clan alone will be in trouble.
And with the virtue of Piaomiao Taoist Palace, it is not necessarily possible that he will break up with Yuanyue Holy Land because of his thoughts on Qingyun.
But...if the Ling clan makes the first move, Piaomiao Dao Palace will not hesitate anymore due to emotions and reasons.
Otherwise, what is cold is not one person's heart, but the hearts of thousands of disciples in Piaomiao Dao Palace.
Qingyun, tonight, I will use thousands of dead souls in Yuanyue Holy Land to sacrifice your deep love.
"By the way...Xiao'er, there is news from the central border of the Holy State. The Holy Cult seems to have made some moves recently."
Ling Tianlin frowned slightly and suddenly said softly.
"oh?"
Ling Xiao knew that since the moment he was born, Ling Tianlin had been placing spies in the central territory of the Holy State.
The purpose is naturally to monitor every move of the Holy Religion to prevent unexpected events.
He just didn't expect that this day would come so soon.
Since my father mentioned it, I must have noticed something.
In any sect's holy land, there are many people in the sect who are investigating the fate of the world.
As the Holy Sect is the ruler of the Holy State, and there are many powerful people in the sect, it may not be impossible to detect the changes in the Holy State's fortune.
It seems that some planning is needed.
"According to the news coming back from the shadows over there, the Holy Sect has sent envoys to various places, seemingly looking for people, but the specific purpose is not clear yet."
The coldness in Ling Tianlin's eyes turned into swirls, like the rising sun in winter, burning his eyes to the bone.
"I know father."
Ling Xiao just nodded and said nothing more.
He knew that he would face this situation sooner or later, and it seemed that he had to head to Western Xinjiang as soon as possible.
Only in troubled times can others grow faster.
After all, the more chaotic the place, the stronger the Son of Destiny will be.
And all Ling Xiao has to do is to change places, cut the waves of leeks, and by the way... secretly create a power of his own!
"Clan leader, Qin Leng, the leader of the Qin clan, is asking for an audience outside the palace."
Outside the hall, Lingshan's voice suddenly came.
Ling Tianlin and Ling Xiao looked at each other and smiled, then raised their feet and walked towards the outside of the palace.
Everyone has arrived and the expedition has begun.
"Ling Xiao... Young Master!!"
In the main hall, Qin Leng was dressed in a gold robe, with his hair combed on top of his head, and a purple gold dragon crown, which made him look like a king.
But at this moment, when he saw Ling Xiao, Qin Leng, who had a serious face, suddenly flashed with joy in his eyes.
"Leng heard that the young master returned to his clan today, and he led all the elders of the Qin clan to come here to congratulate him and congratulate him on his enlightenment and fame at the top of the mountain."
Qin Leng leaned over and bowed, while Ling Xiao just nodded slightly, his eyes calm.
"Now that everyone is here, let's set off. Xia Chen, the Holy Son of Yuanyue, has killed my fiancée. This hatred is irreconcilable. Even if we try our best, I, the Ling Clan, will definitely avenge me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, thunder flashed outside Ling Xiao, and an invisible pressure surged out, causing the entire hall to fall into depression instantly.
"war!!"
The nine branches of the Ling clan responded one after another, with a hint of Bingche hatred on everyone's face.
"Let's go."
Ling Xiao took the lead and swept out of the main hall. The Kowloon golden chariot fell from the sky in an instant and stood in front of the hall.
Ye Qingchan came from the side and sat on top of him with Ling Xiao.
Just when the dragon chariot was about to take off, Qin Lieng stepped out from the crowd, stood in front of the chariot, and said with a silly smile, "Sir... I came in a hurry and I haven't ridden yet... Can you..."
"Um?"
Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, and Qin Leng's delicate body suddenly trembled.
"It's cold...it's beyond."
Young Master!
You are indeed Leng... a star that is unattainable in this life!
"boom!"
Between heaven and earth, suddenly a strong wind howled.
I saw a hundred-foot demon shadow suddenly descending from the sky, covering the sky of the entire Ling Clan Holy Land.
It is none other than the Ling clan’s clan-protecting monster, the divine winged golden feather eagle.
The ninth-level demon of the God King was also Ling Tianlin's mount when he was young. With his wings spread, he was two hundred and seventy-six feet away.
If it flaps its wings and flies, it can span thousands of miles.
Among the ten kings of the Ling clan, he has a place!
"Roar."
As if frightened by the blood of the demon eagle, the nine-headed dragon instantly prostrated on the ground, languid.
But now, Huahua is still integrating the dragon's blood, and Ling Xiao is not willing to disturb it easily unless it is absolutely necessary.
"lets go."
"boom!!"
The entire Ling Clan immediately fell into a boil.
Ling Xiao put away the dragon chariot, embraced Ye Qingchan, and stood on the head of the golden eagle.
Behind him, countless figures with powerful auras stood quietly and flew towards the distant sky.
In the land of Eastern Xinjiang, a demonic wind suddenly appeared.
Everyone looked at the demonic shadow covering the stars in the night sky, with nothing but shock in their eyes.
"That demonic shadow seems to be... the Ling clan's divine winged golden feather eagle?"
"It seems so?"
"This golden eagle has not stepped out of the Ling clan for two hundred years, right?"
"What's the big deal?"
"You don't know? Young Master Ling Xiao's fiancée died in the hands of Holy Son Yuanyue... The Young Master returned to the clan this time to discuss the conquest of Yuanyue Holy Land, right?"
"No wonder... the Ling clan... came out in full force this time."
"Buzz."
The strong wind dispersed and the demonic clouds gathered.
Ling Xiao stood on the top of the sky, his eyes calm.