A gentle and calm voice was heard quietly, causing an uproar in the surrounding area.
Thousands of miles away, wisps of golden brilliance hang down, like a sea of suns and gods, shining for eternity.
"Um?"
The originally noisy world suddenly fell into silence.
Everyone looked at the red-robed figure that appeared in the void, with a touch of fear in their eyes.
"Oh? Chen Yang."
Wu Zhan raised his eyebrows slightly, but there was not much emotion on his face.
"It's the little God Emperor of Shenhuang Mountain, Chen Yang."
"Eh? The Immortal Tomb is open, but Yi Chen didn't come. Why did only Chen Yang come?"
"I don't know, maybe the little God Emperor Yichen has already arrived here?"
A group of celestial beings from the Immortal Realm talked softly, with a hint of fear in their eyes.
This fairy mausoleum is an irresistible temptation for any genius in the fairyland.
Nowadays, the descendants of the two sacred mountains have appeared one after another, which means that their chances of obtaining the treasures are even slimmer.
"Buzz."
Before everyone could lament, a terrifying buzzing sound suddenly came from the end of the void.
I saw a black flag rising slowly, with a big word "win" on it, revealing endless dominance and vastness.
Under the banner, a woman with a gentle appearance wearing a black and gold phoenix robe was sitting on a golden fairy chariot, slowly coming from the far sky.
There was a gentle and light smile on her face, which was kind and kind, completely different from the Queen of the Ying Tribe known to the world.
"Ying Lan!! Ying Jiao's sister."
"I didn't expect that the throne of the Ying clan would eventually fall to this girl."
"Yes, who would have thought that such a powerful woman as Ying Jiao would suddenly become a Zen master."
Gradually, all the descendants of the Immortal Sect and the evildoers of the ancient clans in the Xuantian Immortal Domain gathered in this void.
Even the hidden imperial clan like the Ying clan has appeared.
Of course, there are many shady monsters hidden in the mountains and forests that no one can see.
For example, Xiao Yang, Ji Xuan, for example... Gu Changsheng.
"Look, that's... Mr. Ling Xiao!!"
"Master Ling Xiao is here."
At this moment, a roar of surprise and excitement suddenly came from the crowd.
I saw a figure in black, standing on the shoulders of a giant covered in purple mist, walking from the forest.
Ling Xiao!!
As a descendant of Lieyang Zunfu, this young master now occupies the highest position in the Xuantian Immortal Domain.
Even now, there are rumors in the Immortal Realm that Master Ling Xiao is the real number one person in the Immortal Realm without leaving the Imperial Court.
He destroyed the Immortal Prison and slaughtered the Ji clan, all of which demonstrated the power and domineering power of Lieyang Palace.
In an instant, the eyes of everyone here focused on Ling Xiao.
Even Wu Zhan, Chen Yang, and Ying Lan had a solemn and curious look in their eyes.
During this period, they heard too many rumors about this young master.
His power seems to have transcended the scope of contemporary times.
only!!
How real this detachment is, no one knows yet.
But what they know is that once the world of Immortal Tomb is opened, Ling Xiao will need to face the hatred of the entire Xuantian Immortal Domain.
At that time, it was time to test his strength.
"Master Lingxiao."
Ying Lan raised her red lips, took the initiative to walk up to Ling Xiao, and bowed slightly towards him.
"oh?"
Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows lightly. At this time, he had sent Bai Bingyan and Xuanyuan Weiyang back to the realm, because he was worried that these two powerful saints would cause too much shock to these contemporary geniuses.
After all, for Ling Xiao, the creation in the Immortal Mausoleum is good fortune, and these people with destiny are also good fortune.
As Ling Xiao's eyes swept over everyone present, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.
He saw that among the geniuses who appeared here alone, three of them had good luck.
Ying Lan, Wu Zhan and Chen Yang!!
Moreover, the little Martial God's luck has reached 300,000, possesses the body of Martial God, and his cultivation has reached the terrifying level of 70,000 calamities.
"I have long heard that Master Ling Xiao is unparalleled in the world. When I saw him today... he is indeed a dragon and a phoenix among men."
Ying Lan gently covered her red lips with her jade hand, and spoke gently and generously.
There is a true grace and dignity in her body, derived from the blood and bones of the human race and the style of the ancestral dragon.
"If we say that among people, there is no one more suitable than Queen Yinglan."
Ling Xiao's expression was gentle, and he looked at Ying Lan, and the trace of playfulness in his eyes made Ying Lan's pretty face slightly condensed, causing a dimple in his face.
"Ling... Master Ling Xiao is so complimentary."
Ying Lan pursed her red lips, never in her wildest dreams did she expect that Ling Xiao's temperament would be so bold and direct.
Just now, Ying Lan actually saw a trace of real greed in his eyes.
"The First Emperor of the Ying Tribe was born in the human world, founded the prosperous age of the human race, and truly brought the human race to the stage of heaven and earth. He has the qualifications to compete with immortals, demons, demons and Buddhas. In my opinion, he is the ancestor dragon of the human race, the true ancestor.
dragon."
Ling Xiao made a loud noise and slowly shook his head.
At this moment, his eyes were extremely clear and clean, as if they came from the bottom of his heart.
"Um?"
In an instant, Ying Lan's face turned completely dull, and she actually saw real light in Ling Xiao's pair of dark and deep pupils.
"Ling...Master Lingxiao..."
At this moment, she suddenly became curious about what kind of person Mr. Ling Xiao was.
A second ago, his eyes were greedy and wanton, with an underlying evil nature.
But the next second, when talking about the First Emperor, he showed such a look of respect.
嘤嘤嘤…
At the same time, deep in the mountains and forests.
I saw an ordinary-looking young man, also dressed in black, looking at Ling Xiao with a smile on his face, his hands gradually clenched.
"Master Lingxiao!!"
At this time, Gu Changsheng had already concealed his appearance and aura, making him ordinary and unremarkable.
But the gratitude towards Ling Xiao in his heart could not be erased.
Now that the young master is here, it may be time for him to repay his kindness.
In Immortal Prison, the Ji clan were destroyed one after another, but Xiao Yang and Ji Xuan disappeared at the same time and were not killed together.
Gu Changsheng suspected that these two people were hiding here, waiting for opportunities to take revenge.
"Boom."
At this moment, a buzzing sound suddenly came from the bronze immortal mausoleum.
I saw wisps of glow falling from the sky, shining brightly.
"Is it on?"
Everyone's eyes fell on this miracle place, and their eyes were full of greed.
At this time, they saw that a gap suddenly opened on the immortal mausoleum.
Among them, there seems to be a force of the world spurting out, deriving mountains, rivers, sun, moon, and all the heavens and worlds.
"Master Lingxiao, next time... I hope you will take more care of Ying Lan."
Ying Lan bowed slightly, took a deep look at Ling Xiao, led a group of Ying Clan's divine attendants to the sky, followed the huge crowd, and poured into the Immortal Tomb.
"Son."
Zi stood next to Ling Xiao, with a fighting spirit boiling in his eyes.
For some reason, at this moment, he could vaguely feel that there seemed to be an aura that was quite familiar to him in this fairy mausoleum.