In the world, a sudden wind sounded and the yin and yang were shaken.
I saw that the Yin and Yang incarnation of Zhulong’s ancestor tear open the void and appear in front of Ling Xiao.
only!!
What confused him a little at this time was that there was a faint and playful smile on the face of this contemporary boy, without any panic.
"Um?"
In an instant, a faint feeling of uneasiness arose in the heart of Zhulong.
Before he could react, he saw two waves of water suddenly popping out from the void behind Ling Xiao, like two angry dragons swimming towards him.
"Um?"
In an instant, the face of Zhulong Ancestor completely paled. He wanted to retreat, but was entangled by these two water dragons, blocking all retreat paths.
At this time, he could clearly feel that the layers of water mist contained an extremely terrifying aura, far beyond the supreme realm.
How is that possible?!
How could there be a Taichu god in the Xianling world?
"Rumbling."
In just one moment, the Yin-Yang magic patterns surrounding the body of Zhulong Ancestor was shattered.
I saw a snow-white and slender jade hand pierced through the void and fell downwards, and it was about to fall on the head of Zhulong's ancestor.
At this moment, his Yin and Yang incarnation directly turned into a ball of spiritual light, disintegrating and opening.
The whole world suddenly fell into a strange dead silence.
Everyone looked at the beautiful figure walking out from behind Ling Xiao, and there was a strong shock in their eyes.
Especially the faces of Zhulong Holy Lord and others, real absurdity and uneasiness appeared on their faces.
They really couldn't understand where these two young saints came from.
If Baize Holy Land had such a foundation, they would not have been curled up in the Western Regions over the years.
"Bai Nianwei, what are you going to do?"
The Lord Zhulong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with resentment.
With his strength, the girl holding a magic gun in front of him was completely suppressed, and there was no chance of breathing.
"What are you doing?"
Bai Nianwei shook her head and turned to Ling Xiao's direction.
Her meaning is very simple. Today, all actions in Baize Holy Land will be followed by the instructions of this young master.
"I give the Holy Lord two choices."
Ling Xiao smiled and immediately made Queen Bai Ze’s eyes tremble, and she sighed softly in her heart.
It is obvious that Young Master Ling Xiao plans to control the three major demon clan holy lands and use the power of the demon clan to fight against the eight ancient clans.
"oh?"
Upon hearing this, the Lord of Zhulong frowned slightly and suddenly had a bad premonition.
"First, submit to me like Bai Ze Holy Land, second... die."
As Ling Xiao finished speaking, the world became silent again.
Everyone looked at the tall and straight young figure in black, and there was a rich sense of horror and incredibility in their eyes.
They couldn't understand how a contemporary young man dared to make the Lord Zhulong surrender to him?
"court death!!"
The Lord of Zhulong’s Holy Grip tightly and his expression gradually became ferocious.
The next moment, strange dragon scales suddenly appeared all over his body, and they directly manifested their true nature, trying to swallow the entire world.
"snort."
Bai Bingyan snorted coldly, and the spear in his hand rushed down angrily, like another golden dragon shadow, firmly suppressing the Lord of the Zhulong.
At the same time, Xuanyuan Weiyang and Bai Ci stepped out and faced Zhulong Ancestor.
The moment the two of them poked their palms out, endless auspicious signs of divine patterns rose alternately, directly imprisoning the body of Zhulong Ancestor Zhulong and unable to struggle.
"Rumbling."
The just calm world once again caused shocking waves.
After Xuanyuan Weiyang, Bai Ci and Bai Bingyan appeared, the battle situation was controlled by Bai Ze's side.
Even the Holy Lord Zhulong and the Old Ancestor Zhulong could only let out incompetent roars, and the blood in their mouths kept splashing, obviously reaching the point where the oil was exhausted.
"Um?"
Ling Xiao's eyes fell on a young man in a golden robe in the distance.
At this time, he could see that there were many guards standing around the young man.
If Ling Xiao had expected it was right, this person should be the new successor of the Zhulong Holy Land after the death of Zhulong Holy Son.
Although his realm is at the level of 70,000 kalpas, it cannot be compared with the Zhulong Saint Son, it is not weak.
"Come here."
Ling Xiao stood in the void and waved to the young man in golden robe.
"Hmm? Me?"
Seeing this scene, the young man suddenly showed a look of horror on his face, pointed at himself and swallowed gently.
He first glanced at the Saint Lord Zhulong in the distance, then looked at the tribe members besieged by Bai Ze and others, and then walked towards Ling Xiao.
The so-called skilled person is a hero!!
When Zhu Tian was there, he couldn't even be a bullshit, he was just a supporting role.
But this time the secret realm was opened, Zhu Tian and Di Qingcang took away all the geniuses of the Zhulong clan and died in the secret realm.
And he, a man of 70,000 disasters, luckily became the strongest person in Zhulong's contemporary era and successfully took up the position of Holy Son.
"You look very hungry? There are so many followers behind you? What's your name?"
Ling Xiao reached out and held the head of the young man in the golden robe, and his tone was playful.
"My name is Zhuao. I am not as arrogant as the young master sees. They are all forcing me..."
Zhu Ao's throat rolled, and there was a hint of panic in his eyes.
The one in front of me is a ruthless person who even the powerful man in the Zun Realm has been terrified.
He is not the lord's blood, so why bother to take his life for a Zhulong Holy Land?
"Then do you think, who should die for the two of them?"
Ling Xiao looked gentle, held Zhu Ao's shoulder and pointed to the Saint Lord Zhulong and the Ancestor Zhulong.
"Um?"
In an instant, bursts of air-drinking sounds came from the Zhulong Holy Land.
Zhu Ao's face turned completely pale, his lips trembled, and he kept swallowing his saliva.
"Young Master..."
"Say boldly."
Ling Xiao suddenly exerted force on his palm, and bursts of bones suddenly came from Zhu Ao's head.
"I said I said..."
Zhu Ao's expression was bitter, and his eyes kept changing on the Holy Lord Zhulong and the Ancestor Zhulong.
After hearing what Ling Xiao said, the two great saints also felt a strong chill in their hearts, and they felt that their urge to urinate surge.
"I want to ask my ancestors to die..."
Zhu Ao grinned and turned to look at Ling Xiao.
Suddenly, the body of Zhulong Ancestor suddenly trembled, and finally couldn't help but feel chill in his heart. He roared angrily, "This young master, I can take the Holy Lord to replace him and lead Zhulong Holy Land to surrender to you!"
"Um?"
Hearing this, Ling Xiao's face became more and more fun. He suddenly used force to squeeze Zhu Ao's head into pieces.
"Click."
The rich smell of blood quietly permeated the whole world.
The words of Zhulong Ancestor Zhulong made many Zhulong powerful men feel shocked and no longer have any desire to fight.
"Old ancestor, how can you..."
Zhulong Holy Lord bit his teeth tightly, and suddenly turned his head and glared at Ling Xiao angrily, as if he had made up some determination.