Han Qingqiu looked enlightened and nodded silently.
Although she had part of her memory erased about Ling Xiao's identity, she could probably guess it.
Whether it was Xia Feng or Jiang Yu, how could a demon suddenly appear in Xijiang?
Outsiders don't know, but Han Qingqiu knows that all this is just a trap set up by the young master in front of him.
But even so, the layout must be convincing.
The devil's will cannot be faked, and the big devils in this world also obey Ling Xiao absolutely.
So maybe... this young master with a gentle and humble appearance and an immortal demeanor is the real devil who can be punished in the eyes of the world.
Especially his method and mentality have nothing to do with the right path.
It is precisely because of this that occasional warmth becomes so precious.
He plotted against the holy religion, pretended to be a disciple of the divine envoy, and killed the emperor of the dynasty. The rules of this world seemed to have no restrictions on him.
Free and easy, without any worries.
But the more it is like this, why is it... the more fascinating it is.
"That's right! The technique I practice is related to this, so I am bound to get this monster."
Ling Xiao nodded, his expression always calm.
How could he not guess Han Qingqiu's deepest concerns?
Therefore, if you want her to work with peace of mind, you must make her believe that Ling Xiao has an agenda, but it is not the way to become an immortal.
"I understand, sir, don't worry, I will help you find the entrance to the ruins."
Han Qingqiu played with the immortal order in his hand and finally returned it to Ling Xiao.
"This Immortal Token is the key to unlocking the ruins. Young Master, you should keep it with you. As for the ruins, if I remember correctly, it should be at the deepest part of the Immortal Relic. It is just hidden by the magic light on weekdays. It needs to be used.
The inherited skills of Hanyue Immortal Palace open the phantom seal."
"Oh? The inherited technique of Immortal Palace?"
Ling Xiao sneered, and a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes.
Now it seems that the existence of this fairy place and even Hanyue Immortal Palace was deliberately arranged by someone with a heart.
And this caring person should be the powerful immortal from Xiong Huan.
But in this case, what role does the Holy Religion play?
This layer of fog has never been broken.
But Ling Xiao had a vague feeling that maybe the root of the conflict was related to...Ye Qingzhuan!
"Don't worry, there is still some time before the end of the Immortal Path. You can stay here and practice with peace of mind in the past few days. When the time is right, I will come and call you."
Ling Xiao casually threw a Qiankun bag to Han Qingqiu, "There is a seventh-grade elixir in it, which should help you break through."
"Thank you...sir."
Han Qingqiu pursed her red lips tightly and watched the figure go away.
However, when Ling Xiao's aura completely disappeared, she opened the Qiankun bag and took out a white jade elixir. An extremely complicated look flashed in her beautiful eyes.
It feels like regret and memories.
Deep within the realm, the place where heaven and earth meet, where rivers and seas connect.
Ling Xiao's figure sat cross-legged, in front of him, Xiong Huan, Xing Shen and others stood quietly.
"Xiong Huan, take them with you to search for the ancient palace in this fairy place, and kill all the remaining geniuses of the Western Border."
"Yes! Lord!"
Upon hearing this, everyone's faces turned around and disappeared without a trace of emotion.
There should be less than half of the geniuses of Western Xinjiang still alive today.
But among these people, who knows if there are any friends made by Xia Feng or Mo Wuya.
After all, there are many dangers in this fairyland, and even if you die, no one will be suspicious of you.
Kill them all so there won't be any surprises.
As for the last relic, it can't be run away. When to turn it on depends on my mood.
Just facing an ancient powerful man, to be honest, even Ling Xiao had to be more cautious.
In this case, it is better to improve the strength as much as possible first, and then slowly plan for it.
"Buzz."
Between heaven and earth, there was a sudden flash of spiritual light.
But that figure in white slowly closed his eyes, like a rock, without any fluctuation.
Around it, there is faint moonlight flowing, which is mysterious and mysterious.
Time passes slowly, and a month passes in the blink of an eye.
During this month, the originally noisy Fairy Trail suddenly became quiet.
All the geniuses from Western Xinjiang who entered this place were spared and died at the hands of the devil.
In the realm, Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly opened, and around him, a majestic spiritual power overwhelmed the world.
It just took a moment and disappeared without a trace.
The ninth rank of Divine Lord is only one step away from reaching the level of Divine King.
A seventeen-year-old powerful God King?
Once this news spreads, I am afraid that the entire Holy State will inevitably fall into chaos.
Throughout history, there have been peerless monsters appearing in every era.
But compared to Ling Xiao, these people are still far behind.
"It's time to meet that... powerful man from the Immortal Clan."
A ray of devilish intent flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, and with a thought, he instantly appeared in front of the Heavenly Palace.
At this moment, Han Qingqiu's figure was sitting quietly in the square, with aura flashing around him, and his aura had actually reached the level of a seventh-grade divine general.
"Master?"
As if feeling Ling Xiao's aura, Han Qingqiu opened her beautiful eyes, and a smile suddenly appeared on her pretty face.
"Let's go."
Ling Xiao held Han Qingqiu's jade hand, and his figure immediately disappeared from the spot.
Feeling the warmth from the palm of her hand, Han Qingqiu blushed, but in the end she did not struggle, but felt a faint sense of satisfaction.
In the past, the two of them had had in-depth exchanges.
But that kind of communication was forced and emotionless.
But in this short month, Han Qingqiu has never felt more depressed.
It's not because of hatred in her heart, but because...she seems to have not seen the young master for a month.
Deep in the Immortal Trail, Ling Xiao and Han Qingqiu stood side by side, looking at a mountain shrouded in demonic energy in front of them.
If it weren't for Han Qingqiu's guidance, Ling Xiao would probably have thought that this was the end of the fairy trail, and there was nothing unusual about it.
"Sir, the palace that suppresses monsters is on the top of the mountain."
Han Qingqiu's face was inexplicably a bit solemn and a little... slightly nostalgic.
"Um."
Ling Xiao's eyes were calm, and he raised his head to look at the end of the magic mist.
As a member of the Immortal Clan, I wonder what kind of surprise he will bring to me this time?
"Sir, with my current strength, it is difficult to really break this seal. I can only help you open a gap. You...be careful in everything."
Han Qingqiu sighed lightly. Based on her understanding of this young master, no one could stop him from what he had decided.
In this case, it is useless to say more.
It's better to work hard to become stronger and become a useful person.
"good."
Ling Xiao nodded and saw the moonlight suddenly floating in the sky outside Han Qingqiu.
The bright silver light shines in the sky, dispersing all the fog.
The high mountain that was originally filled with demonic aura suddenly lit up with a ray of mysterious light.
Immediately afterwards, a spiritual formation covering the sky gradually took on its true form.
There seem to be rippling mountains and rivers, and surging river tides.
It was like a god coming down, completely suppressing the evil spirit in the mountain.
Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed, and his figure instantly rose into the air, flying towards a dark ancient stone palace on the top of the mountain at high speed.
In his hand, the Hanyue Immortal Token bloomed with clear brilliance and made a loud buzzing sound.