"You don't need to worry, just do your own thing, and I will take care of the rest."
Ling Xiao's expression was indifferent, as if he didn't take the four major demon sects seriously.
I'm a villain to begin with, and I'm still worried about how to uproot the Immortal Xuan Sect, so why don't I come to help?
Although, with the strength of the four sects of Wangui Mountain, they may not be able to destroy the Xianxuan Sect.
However, the more chaotic the situation, the more benefits it will naturally bring to Ling Xiao.
First Divine Envoy, you are very busy!
"Yes! Lord!"
Qingyou bowed and the worry on his face dissipated a lot.
Since the Lord said nothing happened, most of the four demon sects today will fall into a trap.
"The last ten spots will be chosen among the twenty-six winning geniuses. Now, all the disciples will draw lots and compete."
It wasn't until the voice of the elder of the Immortal Sect came from the battlefield that Ling Xiao raised his feet and walked towards the distance.
In the end, the opponent he drew was a young man from the Eight Departments.
Moreover, he is also a Taoist evildoer.
The way of earth is to attack the weak and defend the strong.
However, Ling Xiao didn't have much interest in the Five Elements Principles.
But in order to complete the path to destroy the world, these evil spirits... are all nourishment.
Feng Ruge's opponent was a disciple of the Immortal Sect, a ninth-grade divine general, with a delicate appearance. He had just personally informed the elders of the Immortal Sect and selected him for her.
This person is also one of the secret guards, and is now a direct disciple of the Immortal Sect.
Ling Xiao glanced at the man from afar, with a trace of teasing on his lips.
Let's talk about cheating, whoever gets the points will get the points.
Holy Son, can this be called cheating?
These two people are both disciples of the Immortal Sect. Whoever wins will ensure one more spot for our Immortal Xuan Sect.
The Holy Son is... taking care of our sect!!
"We will lose this time no matter what!"
Feng Ruge clenched her hands tightly, and as soon as she stepped onto the fighting stage, she saw that the opponent had already turned around and left, "I give up."
"I…"
Feng Ruge stood on the stage, feeling confused.
No one except Ling Xiao knew about her realm.
Even the master always thought that she was at the level of a divine general.
But, are you going to give me a hammer?
Hey, I can’t beat you!!
Tianchi’s creation, don’t you all want it?
Inexplicably, Feng Ruge suddenly felt that her luck seemed to be even worse than that of Chen Qingshan, his destiny junior brother?
How come all the opponents I met were actors?
But the more this happened, instead of feeling happy at all, Feng Ruge felt... as if she had fallen into an invisible trap.
Could it be... Ling Xiao?
But why would he do this?
Give me good fortune? Win favor?
No!
I don't want anything created by Tianchi at all. I just want to cultivate an immortal and be an idle fish in peace. Why do you have to add drama to me?
Feng Ruge's Sky Poison Holy Body, the higher the cultivation level, the harder it is to suppress it, and it is now on the verge of exploding.
And once she enters Tianchi, she will definitely have a breakthrough.
When the time comes… hiss!
If it weren't for the means that Master arranged for her, she would probably turn around and run away at this time.
Otherwise, please ask Master?
Let's forget it, after all, the Sky Poison Holy Body is of great importance. Once she tells the master, he will take action to clean up the family without anyone else taking action.
hold on!!
"Son!"
On another battlefield, Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, the wind was gentle and the clouds were light, and there was an ancient immortal spirit flowing around him.
In front of him, a young man with dark skin and a strong build bowed and bowed, with determination in his eyes.
Three Hundred Little Luck, the young master of the Black Stone Tribe, Black Tiger.
Compared with Qin Chu and others, this black tiger is not even a leek.
But who can find too little of this thing?
Besides, this dish is brought to your mouth. If you don’t eat it, wouldn’t it be a waste?
As the ancients said, every grain of grain is hard work!
This child has grown so big that he has eaten a lot of food.
Refuse to waste, start with me!
As for the battle platform rules...
I'm afraid you look down on me, Ling. With my strength, I accidentally killed a divine general. Do you have any objections?
"Yes, you have a bit of the genius of Southern Xinjiang. Go ahead and let me see your strength."
Before Hei Hu could open his mouth, Ling Xiao suddenly smiled and nodded. His eyes were gentle and his tone was like the breeze in the mountains, which made people feel friendly.
"Holy...Holy Son!!"
The black tiger's body trembled, and if his face wasn't dark, it would be a little rosy now.
Holy Son, are you praising me?
Holy Son of Holy Cult, Ling Xiao!! Do you think I’m okay?
How honorable is this?
Take a look, there are thousands of geniuses in southern Xinjiang. How many of them can get into the eyes of the Holy Son?
Only I, Black Tiger, have this honor!
Originally, Black Tiger was ready to vote, but according to Young Master, he wanted to compete with him?
I can't defeat you, but I'll ask the Holy Son to see my attitude, and maybe he'll be happy and accept me as his younger brother...
Reaching the sky in one step!! This is the destiny of reaching the sky in one step.
"To show respect for you, I will also use my full strength later, so be careful."
Ling Xiao's eyes were gentle, and there seemed to be thunder flowing around his body.
And Black Tiger took a deep breath, and the power of his Taoism surged instantly.
Show me your full strength and respect me?
Holy Son, how can I, the black tiger, be so worthy and worthy of being so valued by you!
"Holy Son! I'm going to take action!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the black tiger suddenly jumped into the sky, really like a black tiger coming into the world, charging towards Ling Xiao angrily.
Under the battle platform, many Southern Xinjiang geniuses looked fascinated, looking at Black Tiger with a hint of envy in their eyes.
Being able to fight against an immortal and monster like the Holy Son Ling Xiao is also an experience for them.
even!!
Those with perseverance and talent can even gain enlightenment in battles with strong players.
The few people before me did not cherish this opportunity.
In fact, the status of the Holy Son was too noble, and they did not have the courage to provoke him.
But now, Holy Son Lingxiao actually spoke up and gave Black Tiger a chance!
This black tiger is truly lucky!!
"Guess how many moves Black Tiger can hold on to in the hands of Holy Son Lingxiao?"
"I suspect you look down on the Son."
"If it were anyone else, he might not be able to withstand the attack of the Holy Son, but this black tiger has understood the principles of earth, and his physical defense is extremely strong. I have seen him once use his defense to withstand the full strength of Tianjiao, the god of the sea tribe.
hit."
"Oh, can the genius of the sea race compete with our Holy Son? I am optimistic about the Holy Son...defeat him in two moves!"
"At least...three moves, right?"
There was a flurry of discussion in the audience, but Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with extreme sharpness at the moment the black tiger's figure descended.
Then, everyone was stunned to see Ling Xiao stretch out two fingers and gently draw them towards the sky.
"Buzz."
Between heaven and earth, the sound of sword chanting suddenly resounded.
I saw only a ray of clear light, like the first ray of light when the heaven and earth first opened, blooming quietly.
Thousands of patterns unfolded like a scroll, filling the entire void in an instant.
Outside Ling Xiao, there are also many immortal shadows, which give rise to countless strange phenomena.
The clear light is fleeting and disappears in an instant.
only!!
However, Black Tiger's body fell from the sky and landed in front of Ling Xiao.
At this time, his eyes were still wide-eyed, but there was no longer any life in his body.
"Gulu."
There was deathly silence at the top of Xianxuan Mountain.
Even the elders of the Immortal Sect on the side of the battle platform stared wide-eyed and remained silent for a long time.
With his cultivation at the level of the God Emperor, he could feel a chill rising from the soles of his feet and pouring into the top of his head.