"I calculated that he would not die here, so I didn't interfere. Everything is determined and has nothing to do with you. Get up."
Ling Xiao said calmly and looked up at Qiao Yunli and Sikong Yu, "You two are of acceptable cultivation, are you willing to be my slaves?"
"Um?"
Qiao Yunli and Sikong Yu looked at each other, with a strong tremor in their eyes.
Be your slave?
Is it so direct?
"Those who are my slaves will one day be able to ascend to the fairy world, transform into feathers and fly up. If they don't want to... they will die."
"boom!!"
Seeing the two people hesitate, a thunder sun suddenly floated above Ling Xiao's head.
The perfect Tao principle inherently contains unparalleled hegemony.
Not to mention, although Qiao Yunli and the two are God Emperors, they have never understood the power of Taoism. At this time, there was a trace of hesitation on their faces.
Being a slave doesn't sound like a good job.
However, the matter of becoming an immortal and ascending is indeed what the monks long for.
Could it be possible that...this gentleman came down from the upper world?
How can it be?!
Not to mention the experience in the lower world, no one has ascended in the Holy State for hundreds of years.
How did he cross the realm and land here?
"Sir...how can we believe what you say?"
Sikong Yu frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice.
But the moment he finished speaking, a gloomy look flashed across Ling Xiao's eyes.
Then, he saw the world descending above his head, sucking Sikong Yu into it.
In an instant, the two figures disappeared, leaving only the people in the hall looking around blankly, seemingly shocked.
"here it is…"
Sikong Yu was in mid-air, confused.
What appeared in front of him at this time was an out-of-this-world scene.
Blue sky and bright sun, high mountains and great swamps.
The rich spiritual energy passed by his ears like running water, but inexplicably, he felt a little cold.
Because at this time, in front of him, the man in white was looking at him with a half-smile.
Around him, there were several figures with terrifying auras standing.
Sikong Yu is in the fourth level of the God Emperor. Looking at the Western Territory, although he is not the top, he can be regarded as a powerful one.
Can…
Now Huo Heng's cultivation has completely reached the fourth level, and Xing Shen is at the peak of the fourth level, and is only one step away from reaching the fifth level.
Among the Xing clan, there is also a god king who has made a breakthrough in cultivation and achieved the imperial realm.
The three of them worked together, and with the Kowloon Heaven Prison Formation to restrain them, a mere Sikong Yu...
Of course, for the sake of safety, Ling Xiao did not bring Qiao Yunli in with him.
Only by combining grace and power can one be...convinced.
If you don't want to be a slave, it doesn't matter.
Then be my nourishment.
"Sir...sir, who are they?"
Sikong Yu swallowed hard.
"They are all my slaves."
Ling Xiao smiled calmly, turned around and walked towards the Tiandian.
"Sir...Sir!! I am willing to surrender!! No, I am willing to be your slave! No, I am willing to be your dog, woof woof woof."
Behind him, Sikong Yu roared sharply, but Ling Xiao shook his head and disappeared from the place without looking back.
"My dog is not something anyone can do if they want to. This is an honor, but it's a pity that you missed it."
"No!! My lord!!!"
"boom!"
The spiritual light began to surge, and the space collapsed layer by layer.
Ling Xiao stood in front of the Heavenly Palace, looking at Ning'er in the distance who was using her spiritual power to activate Bai Lian, and Ye Qingchan who was beside her guiding her in practice, a smile suddenly appeared on her lips.
Things in Daxia have basically come to an end.
Next, he did not plan to go to Da Qin immediately, but... he wanted to release his God of War from the cage first.
The Great Qin Empress named Qin Wushuang is always known as the Demon Emperor.
Such a person would definitely not be able to give up the throne easily.
Xiao Beifa was very strong, and his killing methods like that of a sea of corpses were destined to be honed through countless massacres.
But... when it comes to marching and fighting, Ning Tiance is obviously stronger.
When the time comes, he brings the power of the two dynasties to the Qin Dynasty. Even if the empress has unparalleled luck and possesses sorcery, what can she do?
"Master!"
"elder brother!"
Ye Qingchan and Ning'er turned their heads to look, with a hint of joy in their eyes.
"Well! Ning'er, I will go to Dazhou in two days to rescue your father. Then you and your daughter will be reunited."
Ling Xiao reached out and rubbed Ning'er's little head, with a smile on his lips.
With Ning'er in hand, Ning Tiance will always be pinched by him.
But...if he forced her to stay by his side, it would inevitably make the former feel resentful.
How can a person who possesses the Taoist Heart of the Heavenly Formation be comparable to a fool like Xia Sheng who willingly opened up his soul after just a few words.
In short, Ning Tiance is completely convinced. At this time, using emotion will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.
As for the God of War, the template dictates that he is a person who values love and justice.
It's a pity that this time, he trusted the wrong person.
If it weren't for Ling Xiao's instigation, perhaps many years later, Zhou Minruo might not have found out.
Ling Xiao could see the regret that the Princess of Zhou felt before she died.
Or in the end, Zhou Minruo died of heart disease, Ning'er and the ninth prince Xia Chuan happened to come to Zhou, father and daughter were reunited, and the son-in-law and his father-in-law reappeared in the God of War style, crushing the Eight Dynasties and dominating the Western Border.
The ending of the story is perfect, but in the end...
It's all Xia Chen's fault. He had to be reborn and come back. If it weren't for him, how could Ling Xiao have gone to the border of Western Xinjiang for a small pilgrimage?
How could he meet Ning'er and know the existence of Ning Tiance?
Today, even if the latter regains the glory of the God of War, at best, it is just a sword in Ling Xiao's hand, and is no longer the protagonist of the world.
"Brother...don't you want Ning'er anymore?"
A hint of grievance suddenly appeared on Ning'er's face.
She has never seen Ning Tiance since she was a child, although blood between father and daughter is thicker than water.
But Ling Xiao is the one who truly warms her life!
The grief of her mother-in-law's death was deep in her heart, and Ling Xiao's companionship and love made this twelve-year-old girl already deeply in love with her.
Although she doesn't understand what love is at this age, it doesn't affect her desire to be by her brother's side at all.
"How could I not want you? Ning Tiance is your father after all. You stay with him..."
"I don't, I don't, I will follow my brother and sister Qingchan."
Ning'er turned her head and looked at Ye Qingchan with tearful eyes, "Sister Qingchan, didn't you say that my brother would never leave me? Are you lying to me?"
"How could we lie to you."
Ye Qingchan smiled and rubbed Ning'er's little head, "Master..."
"Okay! If you really want to follow me, you can tell Ning Tiance yourself when the time comes."
Ling Xiao smiled helplessly and looked up to see Xing Shen watching a figure descending from the sky.
At this time, Sikong Yu had long lost his human form. Ling Xiao winked at Ye Qingchan, who immediately understood and led Ning'er into the hall.
"My lord!"
"Well, you did a good job, let's go down."
Ling Xiao casually threw a Qiankun bag filled with pills to Xing Shen, walked up to Sikong Yu, his eyes flashed with soul light, and he slashed out the ancient magic blade in his hands at the same time.