Above the Heavenly Palace, Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back.
A pair of starry eyes sparkled deeply, with a hint of vicissitudes of life.
He clearly remembered that when he first saw the wind chime, the girl looked like she had never seen the world, but she felt extremely familiar with the smell of her body.
In the past year now, although the relationship between the two cannot be called deep, it definitely cannot be called discord.
But why?
I am not a man of destiny, so how can I deserve to have the destined green plum?
For a time, Ling Xiao became more and more interested in Feng Chime's life experience.
The fog is getting thicker and the wind is blowing.
I just don’t know that when the fog dissipates, there will be a few smelly fish and a few chopping boards left in the world.
"First refine this immortal order, and by the way, it's time to harvest the remaining leeks."
Finally, Ling Xiao sat on the ground, with demonic light surging around his body, wrapping the ancient order.
For a moment, the moonlight overflowed, seeming to be struggling.
It's just that Ling Xiao's soul is already at the fifth-grade emperor level, while Yue Xiao is only at the sixth-grade level.
Therefore, after struggling for a moment, the soul light on the ancient order finally gradually dimmed.
at the same time.
Western Xinjiang, Daxia.
Emperor Xia looked at Emperor Yuan in front of him in horror. At this time, the imperial robe on his body had already been shattered by the spiritual light.
What is horrifying is that the hundreds of thousands of soldiers stood there without making a sound.
Even breathing seemed to no longer exist.
"Emperor Yuan!!! If you dare to destroy me, Daxia, my Holy Ancestor of Daxia will not let you go!!"
There was a hint of despair in Emperor Xia's eyebrows.
He really didn't expect that Emperor Yuan would have such ambition to conquer the entire Western Border.
The day before yesterday, the Great Zhou Dynasty, no, now it should be called that the Ling Dynasty collapsed without conquering.
Ning Tiance led millions of soldiers to abandon the court and fled directly to the capital of Qin Dynasty, defending the city to the death.
However, Emperor Yuan went on without stopping, without making the slightest adjustment, and led his army straight towards Daxia.
and!!
The most frightening thing is that these Dayuan soldiers seem to be... unable to be killed no matter how hard they are killed?
Emperor Xia actually saw with his own eyes that a Dayuan general had his head chopped off, but he still fought bravely to kill the enemy.
Evil!!
This is the real evil!!
Originally, Western Xinjiang was very prejudiced against Qin Wushuang, the female emperor of Qin.
However, the latter became famous in one battle, and although he killed millions of troops, no one saw it with his own eyes.
Therefore, no one in the world knows what kind of methods Qin Wushuang used.
But this Emperor Yuan was different. He actually led nearly a million evil troops to conquer the world?
Sorry!
Emperor Yuan, you are so brave!!
Aren't you afraid that the Holy Religion will find out and destroy your Manchu tribe?
Nowadays in Daxia, Emperor Xia is the only powerful divine emperor left, so under the power of Emperor Yuan of the sixth rank, he is considered a hammer.
only!!!
Emperor Xia originally thought that the Xia Dynasty was in turmoil, and if he sent a message with his soul, the Holy Ancestor would surely bring the power of heaven and earth, step on the colorful auspicious clouds, descend from the sky, and save him from the clutches of the devil.
But, after all, it was a luxury.
Not only did the Holy Ancestor receive no response, but even the Great Imperial Master Qiao Yunli could not be contacted.
Gan!
Holy Ancestor, you promised to unify the Western Territory and help me become an immortal?
Why, in the end, I was the one who shouldered everything?
"Saint Ancestor of Great Xia? No one can save you today."
In Emperor Yuan's eyes, a dark evil light flashed away.
Immediately afterwards, his palm suddenly reached out and turned into a ghost mark in all directions, falling hard towards Emperor Xia's head.
"Emperor Yuan!! If you want to kill me, you have to pay a price!!"
Emperor Xia roared angrily, and by this time, he knew he was in a strange place.
This dynasty, after eighteen years of stealing, is finally going to... give it back.
But now, he is courting the emperor majestically, and even if he dies, he still has the astonishing motivation to die.
Outside Emperor Xia's body, there seemed to be a dazzling dragon shadow, which turned into a palm out of thin air and suddenly fell towards the ghost seal.
The space was completely distorted, turning into an endless wave sweeping the entire imperial city.
Countless ancient buildings collapsed in an instant, and even the Great Xia Imperial Palace was shattered into pieces.
The suffocating imperial power turned into a wind whirlpool, knocking many of the surrounding Dayuan generals to the ground.
However, Emperor Xia was already at the end of his strength, and his cultivation level was one level weaker than that of Emperor Yuan.
Under the ghost seal, the golden light shattered.
Also broken together was Emperor Xia's physical body and soul.
But when he was about to die, a trace of bitterness appeared on his face.
Without the Emperor's mandate, is it... doomed to misery?
If Emperor Yuan had conquered Xia later, the magic circle refined by the Holy Ancestor might not have been successful.
At that time, a mere Emperor Yuan can't be killed with just a wave of his hand?
But in the end, full of unwillingness and longing for the Holy Ancestor, Emperor Xia...died!
"Emperor, next..."
There was the Great Yuan God Emperor standing next to Emperor Yuan, with a strong fear in his eyes.
In just a few days, the temperament of the Lord of the Great Yuan before him seemed to have changed drastically.
Originally, the Emperor Yuan was a man of great power and power, but he was not sinister.
But now, feeling the imperial aura emanating from the latter, for some reason, there is no awe in the hearts of everyone, only... fear.
"Kill them all, go out to conquer, and make a great Qi."
Emperor Yuan just said a cold word, turned around and walked towards the depths of the Summer Palace.
Northern Xinjiang, Nine-tailed Fox Clan.
Bai Zhixi stared blankly at the beautiful figure sitting cross-legged under the abyss in front of her, with a strong fear on her face.
"Sister...you mean..."
"Zhixi, can I trust you?"
Bai Zhirou sighed softly, a trace of sadness flashed on her pretty face.
"Sister! What are you talking about! Of course you can believe me. Although you were trapped in this abyss when I was born, eldest sister's loyalty to feelings is what Zhixi has always yearned for."
Bai Zhixi's eyes flickered, and for some reason, a figure in black seemed to appear in her mind, like a god or demon coming to the world, blocking the sky for her from the sword light.
One thought becomes an obsession, which is probably the case.
If Ling Xiao's appearance hadn't been so shocking that day, it would have been impossible for the Ninth Princess to fall into the Soul Imprint so quickly and be unable to extricate herself.
In the same way, Han Qingqiu's soul was also engraved with spiritual thoughts by Ling Xiao.
But, after all, she has no emotions herself, or in other words, she doesn't understand emotions, and she has never experienced life or death.
Therefore, next, she will probably... passively encounter some setbacks, so that she can completely fall in love with him.
"loyalty?"
Bai Zhirou shook her head and smiled bitterly, with tears in her eyes.
"Zhixi, I have something that I need you to help me with."
"Sister, tell me, as long as I can do it, I will definitely help you do it."
Bai Zhixi nodded her little head, patted her little chest, and vowed.
"This matter is related to the fate of my Nine-Tails clan. You must not let a third person know about it. If...I mean if, someone is really following you, you must escape as much as possible, stay in the lower world, and don't come back. There
…It’s relatively safer.”
Bai Zhirou took a deep breath, and finally a look of solemnity appeared on her pretty face.
The man had already shown his impatience when he came in person.
If she continues to be stubborn, she may suffer new sins.
However, there is no way that the divine tower will fall into the hands of the Holy Cult, otherwise this whole world will be massacred.
Even if the real Lord returns, I'm afraid he won't be able to save himself by then.