What Ling Xiao said did make sense, but he always felt that something was not quite right.
"Ancestor, that Xia Sheng was ruthless and ruthless, and used extremely vicious techniques to take away my son's luck! If not for this, a new great emperor or even... a noble state would definitely appear in our Xia clan!"
"Oh? Really! So vicious? Come on, open your mind and let me see for myself how he stole your son's luck!"
Ling Xiao's face was slightly cold, and the heaven and earth seemed to be pressed down by thunderclouds.
Faintly, Xia Yong felt that there was suddenly a burning fire in the air, strong winds howling, thunder winding, and darkness falling!!
This world, under the ancestor's thought, has the tendency to collapse!!
The power of God!!
The power of our ancestors!!!
Open your mind?
Well! Yes!
How can I explain in detail the evil deeds of Xia Sheng and his son? The ancestors must see their vicious side with their own eyes. Only in this way can he believe that Chuan'er is the hope of the Xia clan to regain its glory!
!
Can…
"Ancestor...your trip to the lower realm..."
"My body felt the changes in the Xia family's luck, and I also heard your appeals in my heart, so I descended an incarnation to find out. I didn't expect that it was my family that took away my family's luck. It's so shameful!"
Ling Xiao shouted coldly, and thunder suddenly fell from the sky above his head, scaring Xia Yong to the point where he almost committed suicide in shame.
Well, what do people do when they are desperate?
Of course, it is to seek immortality, worship Buddha and worship ancestors.
"The ancestors indeed heard it! That's right, since we were driven to the ancestral land, our descendants have been burning incense and worshiping every day, hoping that the ancestors can issue decrees and punish those thieves! Ancestor!! Come on! Explore my soul sea and see if I have any
nonsense!"
Xia Yong opened his hands and closed his eyes, as if he got up early in the morning and embraced the sun.
But Ling Xiao just smiled indifferently, the soul light in his eyes suddenly shone brightly, and he directly used the soul-hungry ghost beads to swallow up all the soul of Xia Yong.
Of course, under normal circumstances, even if this ghost bead was evil, it would not be possible for Ling Xiao to swallow the soul of the God Emperor.
But now, Xia Yong has almost dedicated his body and soul to Ling Xiao.
If you don't eat it, wouldn't you be sorry for his sincerity?
"Huh? Ancestor...you...what are you doing?"
On his deathbed, Xia Yong looked blankly at the blood-red space in front of him.
It was very inexplicable, he felt like... he was really going to die?
"I will personally take back the kingdom of the Xia clan. As for the true dragon of the Xia clan, Xia Chen, hehe, he is dead, so you can follow him in the underworld."
The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth raised slightly, but Xia Yong's soul failed to refute in the end, and it completely turned into overwhelming soul power, and was cast on Ling Xiao Soul Palace.
"Buzz!"
The ancient black palace once again rose tens of feet higher, like a sky tower, revealing the sky.
Second grade God Emperor.
Ling Xiao swung his sword, chopped off Xia Yong's head, put it into the ring, drank all his flesh and blood, and then walked towards the depths of the ancient palace.
He had witnessed the great changes in the summer palace that day.
That style of black dragon swallowing a dragon is really weird.
only…
Xia Yong had some guesses about things that he couldn't figure out.
In this world, the prophet Tianguan may not be able to deduce Xia Chuan's birth or see his luck, but there is a type of person who can.
I just don't know when Xia Feng returned, and whether he knows some... secrets that he shouldn't know?
Interesting.
He is doing it to take away other people's luck, and those sons of destiny are also doing it.
But Xia Feng's methods are really a bit...unfathomable.
As for the True Dragon Prince...
Now that even luck has been swallowed up, what's the point of living?
Making a comeback against the wind is too slow, so why bother?
No matter whether it's a real dragon or a fake dragon, after all, they can't escape from my grasp.
You can rest in peace, I will avenge you.
Ling Xiao smiled calmly, his figure flashed, and disappeared instantly.
at the same time.
Deep inside the Summer Palace, in an ancient stone palace.
Xia Chuan solemnly saluted a stone statue enshrined in the temple.
"Ancestor, today the descendants of the descendants enter the ancestral land of my Xia clan. I hope to gain your protection, break through the blood seal, and become a true dragon!"
Xia Chuan kowtowed, kowtowed again, and finally walked to the sculpture and gently touched the bluestone at his feet.
"Buzz!"
Along with a buzzing sound, the space in front of the statue suddenly rippled, and Xia Chuan's figure disappeared instantly.
Not far away, Ling Xiao walked slowly from outside the hall, looked at the figure carved in bluestone in front of him, and nodded slightly.
"Yes, it is indeed Xia Chen."
However, at this time, Ling Xiao did not rush into the Xia Clan's ancestral land, but pondered for a moment and summoned the overlapping shadow.
"My lord!"
The aura on Dieying's body seemed to have reached the second level of the God King, and he bowed respectfully to Ling Xiao.
"You pretend to be Emperor Xia and do something."
Ling Xiao's spiritual consciousness transmitted the sound, and the overlapping shadow immediately nodded and chuckled, then disappeared from the place.
In a small, run-down dynasty, the most powerful person is no more than the second or third level of the God Emperor. With the method of overlapping shadows, it should not be exposed.
Even if she was exposed and wanted to leave, the ordinary God Emperor would not be able to keep her.
"It should be almost done."
Calculating the time, it has been half an hour since Xia Chuan entered.
Since this secret realm was left by Xia Chen to his descendants, he would naturally arrange some backup plans to prevent others from taking it away.
The most common thing is that blood vessels are opened.
Although Ling Xiao has the dragon talisman in his hand, he is not a true descendant of the Xia clan after all.
And that Ninth Prince is probably equivalent to...the animal that requires a blood sacrifice to open the secret realm.
"Buzz!"
Ling Xiao's palm suddenly printed, and the space rippled again.
And his figure also disappeared from the same place.
At this moment, what appeared in front of Ling Xiao was a lush valley.
The aura in the valley is rich and terrifying, and spiritual grasses and flowers can be seen everywhere, giving it an out-of-this-world feeling.
From Xia Yong's memory, Ling Xiao already knew that this secret place was where Xia Chen attained enlightenment.
It is said that an ancient dragon vein is sealed in it, which is the foundation of the Xia clan.
Of course, once such a terrifying creation appears in this world, it will inevitably lead to countless disputes.
Therefore, only the successive emperors of Great Xia are qualified to know this secret.
Now that Xia Yong and his son were driven out of the imperial capital, they had no choice but to put all their hopes on this ancient dragon vein.
really!
At the end of the line of sight, a figure in white sat cross-legged quietly, with an evil light shining on his chest.
Behind him, a golden dragon shadow gradually snaked out, and it was completely made of spiritual energy.
Even Ling Xiao felt shocked by such vast and majestic spiritual power fluctuations.
It is indeed an ancient dragon vein, this one is far more terrifying than the one in Yuanyue Holy Land.
When Xia Chen was able to ascend with this, it wasn't because he didn't want to take him away, but he just didn't have the strength.
And with Ling Xiao's methods, it may not be an easy task to capture him.
only…
Since Xia Chuan is the true dragon of the Xia clan, even if his luck is taken away by evil magic, he is still the destined person in this world of great strife.
The current predicament may be just a hardship.
In other words, it was the layout of heaven that prompted him to make a desperate move to come here to fuse this ancient dragon vein.
Otherwise, if he had a smooth journey, sat on the throne, and conquered the Western Xinjiang to achieve the supreme honor, how could he take the risk of being exploded by the dragon vein and do such dangerous things?
Believe me, the higher you stand, the more worries you will have.
Only when you have nothing can you...have no scruples!
So...he can probably fuse this ancient dragon vein into his own body through many twists and turns but finally smoothly.
But in this way, doesn't he become the best container?
Is this what is called...what is the prosperity of people?
Hey hey hey.
It's difficult to capture a dragon. If I capture you, isn't it easy?