Han Qingqiu watched in surprise as Ling Xiao walked up to the divine halberd and held it in his hand.
In an instant, dragon roars suddenly resounded throughout the ancient palace.
A ray of golden light burst out, creating boundless visions with a terrifying and killing intent.
You can vaguely see a golden dragon shadow breaking through the sky, falling from the sky, and turning into a red gold divine halberd standing in the void.
Around it, there are thousands of rays of light and thousands of rays of light.
The sun and moon have no light, the world is upside down, and the heaven and earth seem to be sinking and floating under this halberd.
And with Ling Xiao's divine power, he actually felt a great pressure coming from his hands at this moment.
even!!
There seems to be a ray of power in it, struggling hard, revealing the will not to admit defeat.
"How dare you struggle!!"
Ling Xiao shouted angrily, and behind him, a demonic aura suddenly shot into the sky, transforming into a demonic shadow of a hundred feet, shocking the world.
In his hand, the golden halberd immediately let out a mournful cry, and the golden dragon on it roared, and finally turned into a stream of light and disappeared.
In the main hall, Han Qingqiu's beautiful eyes looked at the Heaven-breaking Divine Halberd that had lost its brilliance in horror, and the awe of Ling Xiao in his heart became even stronger.
The treasure that even the God Emperor could not tame, now fell into the hands of the young master like a plaything.
Suddenly, Han Qingqiu felt a little inferior in his heart.
With her talent, she is considered the best in the Holy State.
The three paths are close to the body, and the spiritual veins are born.
The main body is another ninth-grade divine elixir, and its ability to sense the aura of heaven and earth is far beyond that of flesh and blood creatures.
But in front of Ling Xiao, she still seemed so small.
Even the qualification to stand by his side is like a gift from the prince.
"Qingqiu, if there is anything you like, just take it."
Ling Xiao took out the Qiankun Ring and collected all the spiritual treasures and elixirs in the palace into his hands.
Beside him, Hua Hua's eyes flashed with greed, but he was frightened by Ling Xiao's demonic power, but he didn't dare to move even slightly.
"Thank you, sir."
Han Qingqiu bowed slightly, glanced at the Treasure Pavilion, and finally picked up one of the Dao swords and stood beside Ling Xiao.
"Let's go! After collecting the dragon veins of Hanyue Immortal Palace, it's time to go to other dynasties."
Finally, Ling Xiao pocketed the spiritual treasure in the pavilion, and headed towards the back mountain with Han Qingqiu and Huahua.
For any ancient sect, Dragon Vein must be terrifying.
Especially immortal sects like Hanyue Immortal Palace that have been passed down for thousands of years have terrifying foundations and strong people emerge in large numbers.
Not only because this sect's inherited martial arts and martial arts come from the upper world, but more importantly, this dragon vein occupies a share of the destiny of heaven and earth.
Being in the same land of Western Xinjiang, it is obvious that the aura of this Fairy Mountain is a bit richer.
Practicing here all the year round, understanding the great path, and improving your cultivation will bring endless benefits.
Ling Xiao stood deep in the fairy mountain with his hands behind his hands, looking at a straight mountain peak in front of him, his eyes calm.
At this time, he could feel that in this peak, there was a lot of aura and Taoism flowing, which should be where the dragon vein was.
Of course, with Ling Xiao's current methods, it is still a bit laborious to suppress the dragon vein.
But Xiong Huan is here, so everything should be discussed separately.
"Buzz."
A shocking buzz resounded, and Xiong Huan's figure suddenly emerged from the void.
At this time, there was no trace of demonic intent flowing on his body, but his ferocious appearance still made Han Qingqiu's beautiful eyes quietly condense.
"Take this dragon vein into the realm."
Ling Xiao said calmly, and Xiong Huan immediately bowed down, then walked up to the mountain and punched him hard.
"boom!"
The entire mountain range collapsed in an instant, and a golden dragon shadow looked up to the sky and let out a long roar.
only!!
Before it could soar into the sky, Xiong Huan's figure had already descended from the sky. Above his head, a 100-foot-long bear silhouette stood tall in the sky, carrying an eternal suppressive force and trampling the dragon's veins beneath him.
"Puch."
Golden light filled the sky, and Xiong Huan stretched out his hands, holding the dragon vein in his hands, and raised it in front of Ling Xiao.
"Buzz."
The power of the realm came, and the figures of Ling Xiao and others disappeared instantly.
Above the Heavenly Palace, Ling Xiao looked coldly at the six criss-crossing shadows of dragon veins above his head, and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Ning'er, what do you think of this halberd?"
Beside him, Ning'er's face was stunned, but she saw a golden giant halberd materializing out of thin air, floating quietly in the air.
The Dao patterns on it light up and disappear, revealing a trend of destruction.
"elder brother…"
Ning'er covered her red lips with her small hands, looking a little surprised.
"Is this for me?"
"Well! Let's see if it fits."
This halberd is about nine feet long, one foot taller than Ling Xiao.
Therefore, when Ning'er held her little hand on the halberd, it looked a little strange.
only!!
The moment the two touched each other, a ray of golden sun fell from the sky.
Immediately afterwards, there was a mighty divine power on the golden halberd, and a golden dragon floated in the sky.
Different from what was in Ling Xiao's hands, the consciousness in this halberd was obviously filled with joy.
Gan!
He is indeed the man of destiny!
If you want to sleep, someone will give you a pillow. The problem is... this pillow is just comfortable!!
"It seems it likes you too."
Ling Xiao smiled indifferently and looked at Ning'er holding the halberd and cheering for joy, with a flash of expectation in his eyes.
According to the principle of strength, when Ning'er reaches the level of God Emperor and uses this halberd with all his strength, he doesn't know who else in the world can be his opponent.
The weight of ten thousand kilograms fell into this girl's hands as if it were nothing.
The power of Donghuang Holy Body is evident.
"Let's go."
In the end, Ling Xiao, Han Qingqiu, and Huahua disappeared.
At the same time, rumors spread across the Western Xinjiang land.
Hanyue Immortal Palace was destroyed in one breath, and only one of the eight dynasties remained.
Emperor Yuan turned into a demon and joined forces with the Sea Clan to massacre the living beings. He was finally destroyed by Master Ling Xiao and the powerful men of Great Qin in the Hanyue Immortal Mountain.
In that battle, it is said that the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. Master Ling Xiao, if he had divine help, would not die in a hundred battles. Instead, he killed the big demon with his own strength. He was said to be invincible.
Of course, although the rumors are exaggerated, isn’t that the way the world has always been?
After all, no one has ever mentioned the name of the Holy Cult, but the word Ling Xiao has become supreme in the hearts of the monks in Western Xinjiang.
Time passed slowly, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
During this half-month period, Ling Xiao and the other three traveled around the Western Xinjiang, collecting all the dragon veins of the remaining five dynasties into the realm.
"Buzz."
On this day, the realm was shaken, and a loud dragon roar resounded throughout the fields.
The sky was originally clear, but suddenly thunder struck the world.
Stacks of swaying black clouds fell from the sky, and an unspeakable horror enveloped the world.
I saw a golden magic circle hanging across the sky above the void.
Among them, there are nine dragons roaring together, the lines of the avenue are layered in endless layers, and the evolution is endless and mysterious.
Under that formation, a figure in white stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes clear and clear.
Ling Xiao could feel that the divine power contained in this formation was enough to trap a high-level God Emperor.
Even if the two holy envoys enter the realm again at this time, even if they are not severely injured by Emperor Yuan, they will inevitably end up falling.
"It's almost time..."
Ling Xiao looked towards the sky, and a smile suddenly appeared on his lips.
For half a month, although undercurrents were surging in Western Xinjiang, there was no news about the Holy Religion.
I'm afraid that the Lord God really doesn't know about the death of the God's envoy and the disappearance of the Holy Son.
Otherwise, it shouldn't be so peaceful right now.
Thinking about it, it is true. The Holy Religion has ruled the Holy State for a thousand years and has oppressed the four frontiers.
Even the God Lord probably never thought that a demon would come to this world.