As Ling Xiao walked into the fairy road, he saw that where he walked, the peach blossom shadows quietly fell into pieces, turning into starlight and falling from the sky.
Above the void, rivers began to evolve, and the sun and moon rose and fell.
A divine figure hundreds of feet tall seemed to have come through the void and stood around the ancient temple.
Like the most loyal servant, suppressing all evil in the world.
It is obvious that this Peach Blossom Fairy Road and the void vision are all the tricks of the fairy woman.
And what is sealed in the hall in front of you should be the Bones of the Demon.
"Buzz."
In the end, the immortal road was shattered, the spiritual light was extinguished, and countless Dao patterns turned into nothingness.
The entire fairy land instantly fell into deathly silence.
Only the fairy woman stood with her hands behind her hands, looking at the ancient palace above her head, with an inexplicable vicissitude in her eyes.
"Nine hundred years..."
Here, Ling Xiao's figure appeared in the golden palace. Only then did he understand why the immortals couldn't get close to the seal here.
Originally, he planned to enter the ancient palace and find the demon bones.
Then he threw it into the realm to hide it from the fairy woman.
But then he realized that what he was thinking seemed a bit simple.
This seal is not only for the demonic intention, but also completely seals the soul.
Ling Xiao couldn't communicate with the realm at all, and couldn't even detect his own soul sea.
"how so?"
Ling Xiao stood in the hall, frowning slightly, looking at a dark stone coffin not far away.
Is it possible that this demonic bone is related to the divine soul?
Otherwise, why would the fairy woman tie herself up in a cocoon to seal the power of the soul?
But in this way, it was a combination of circumstances that made him successful.
In this ancient palace, he did not need to worry about the prying spirit of the fairy woman.
even!!
As long as he stays there, no matter how long it takes, he doesn't have to worry about being disturbed.
Wonderful.
Luck is indeed a mysterious thing, and now all the settings seem to be prepared for Ling Xiao alone.
This is probably what you often call destiny, right?
only!!
The more this happened, there was no trace of joy on Ling Xiao's face, but a hint of gloom.
Too much of a coincidence.
The coincidence of everything is really weird.
How could a person from the immortal clan who had sealed the demon bone and suppressed an entire world be so careless that he, the reincarnation of a demon, could get close to the demon bone so easily?
Of all the characters who can survive from ancient times, whether they are human beings or remnant souls, which one is not a person with countless strategies and thoughts that are almost demonic?
But until this moment, no one from the Immortal Clan seemed to have the slightest doubt about Ling Xiao's identity.
Although it was a symbolic test, it seemed too perfunctory.
It's just that in the past few hundred years, she had to have a plan, so why wait until now?
Ling Xiao frowned, thought for a moment, and finally shook his head.
He is bound to get the demon bone.
At this moment, the goal is to fuse the demon bones as quickly as possible and leave the secret realm.
As for the fairy woman...
No matter what she was plotting, it was still just a soul, and the threat to Ling Xiao was not as insurmountable as she imagined.
Finally, Ling Xiao walked to the sarcophagus and gently pushed open the coffin lid that had been sealed for countless years.
"boom!"
A sea of demonic energy burst out from the ancient coffin.
The entire hall instantly turned into a sea of demonic energy.
A wisp of Holy Power fell from the sky, almost crushing Ling Xiao's figure to the ground.
At this time, in the void, endless demonic energy gathered into a whirlpool.
Among them, there seems to be a demonic figure gradually appearing, standing in the void with its hands behind its back, revealing its eternal hegemony.
This figure was very familiar to Ling Xiao.
Although he still couldn't see his face clearly, but that demonic intention that looked down upon the world and made Jiutian surrender, who else could it be besides the ancient demon, the Heavenly Demon?
But at this time, Ling Xiao's gaze did not stay on the demonic figure for too long.
Instead, he lowered his head and looked into the sarcophagus. The next moment, his eyes suddenly condensed!
I saw that in the sarcophagus, the demonic energy gradually dispersed, revealing a white skeleton as crystal clear as jade.
It was a skull, or rather, a head.
What surprised Ling Xiao was that the color of the bone was so pure and sacred.
There is even a holy will flowing through it, and countless miracles are derived out of thin air.
There are suns and moons sinking and returning alternately.
There are the ups and downs of the fairy palace and the graceful dancing of Jia'e.
There are ancient trees forming a sea, and great monsters looking up to the sky.
There were three thousand immortals and demons, all kneeling down.
Everything seems to be as if the heaven and earth are beginning to open, and the Hongmeng is beginning to turn, or it is like the end of an era, and everything has returned to nothingness.
By Ling Xiao's ears, there were also nerves, Tao sounds, and demonic chants resounding at the same time.
In a daze, memories began to emerge one after another.
Only this time, Ling Xiao was no longer a spectator, but... the owner of this memory.
Finally, the scene stagnated, and an ancient bluestone road dropped from the top of the sky.
On both sides of the ancient road, there is a sea of clouds and a bottomless abyss.
Ling Xiao frowned, looking at the graceful figure at the end of the stone path, a sharp pain suddenly welled up in his heart.
only!!
Just as he lifted his feet and walked towards the top of the mountain, the scene in front of him changed again.
A general killing trend suddenly enveloped them.
The sound of the Tao sounded in unison, and the void trembled.
Before Ling Xiao could react, he saw countless figures in golden armor holding spiritual treasures, coming from the sky to kill him.
Endless killing, eternal darkness.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and only the blood-stained figure walked towards the top of the sky step by step.
There, a figure in green clothes and white hair gradually revealed his true form.
It was a face that was... breathtakingly beautiful.
Her long, snow-white hair contrasts with her snow-like skin.
The whole person is like an ice crystal, with a flawless temperament and a worldly atmosphere.
Although her eyes were closed at this time, the ice-blue flame totem between her eyebrows made people feel like her mind was being spied on.
Standing on the top of the mountain, she seemed to be one with heaven and earth.
The clouds and smoke were blowing by, but they couldn't bear to disturb her dream.
Just when the sky was shaking, a force of heavenly power suddenly came from the void to suppress it.
It was a 100-foot-long divine shadow, slashing horizontally with a golden sword in its hand. The unparalleled sword intent pierced the sky and fell on Ling Xiao's shoulder, scattering a bloody light.
The sky and the earth fell into silence, and a freezing coldness filled the air from the top of the mountain.
The white-haired woman standing on the top of the mountain suddenly fluttered her eyelashes and slowly opened her eyes.
It was a pair of ice blue eyes.
Just one look can make people fall for themselves.
"Buzz!!"
The aura of terror began to rise, and countless patterns turned into shackles of heaven, winding around the woman's body.
In the void, a divine power visible to the naked eye rippled.
Wherever it passes, the space freezes, like a mirror shattering.
And the countless golden guards who originally surrounded Ling Xiao didn't even react, and turned into sculptures along with the ancient bluestone road under their feet.
Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and given his nature, he felt a little frightened at this moment.
At one glance, the world is frozen?
What kind of terrifying method is this?
Just when he raised his head and looked towards the top of the mountain, he saw the woman's ice-blue eyes falling on him with endless tenderness.