Ling Xiao's face was stunned, and he looked at the elders of the Immortal Sect on the side of the battle platform with some confusion.
It looked a little helpless in that way.
But at this moment, his eyes flashed with realization.
Now that his destiny casting value has reached 20%, it is obvious that such a monster with little luck can be easily killed.
I just don’t know if people like Qin Chu and Chen Qingshan, who are recognized by the system as destined, can be killed at will when the casting value is perfect?
"Haha, the Holy Son's combat power is really eye-opening to this old man!"
The elder of the Immortal Sect shook his head and smiled bitterly, although the Immortal Sect had rules for martial arts competitions.
When peers compete, don't kill them.
But has Saint Son Ling Xiao killed him?
He just stretched out two fingers and gestured toward the sky!
Who knew that the black tiger was so weak that he was killed by the Holy Son!
Can this be called a painful murder?
You see, the Holy Son didn’t even react!!
All I can say is that Holy Son Lingxiao is awesome!!
"The power of the Holy Son!!"
"It's so awesome, this is not even done!!"
"Is Black Tiger too weak, or am I floating? How do I feel that I can kill him?"
"Get the hell out of here, it's the Holy Son who is too strong!!"
Under the fighting platform, there was thunderous applause and loud cheers.
At this time, all the prodigies of Southern Xinjiang looked at Ling Xiao with a hint of awe.
Even though everyone knew that the Holy Son was extremely strong before, they never dreamed that he would be so strong.
It seems that this is no longer invincible among peers, right?
Even some god-king elders in the Immortal Xuan Sect would never be able to kill an evil young man who understood the principles of earth so easily.
What's more, the black tiger never underestimated the enemy and seemed to have exerted all his strength.
However, he was still killed by the Holy Son with two fingers.
Among the crowd, Feng Ruge's pretty face was indifferent, but there was a hint of panic in her eyes that could not be concealed.
She had seen the battle between Ling Xiao and Qing Yu, but it was not as shocking as today.
After all, Qing Yu is destined by fate, has many trump cards, and is protected by heaven.
But just now, Ling Xiao only waved two fingers and didn't even use his spiritual power to kill the young masters of the Eight Tribes?
Suddenly, Feng Ruge felt a little regretful in her heart.
She felt like she was playing with fire.
What's more, the game is still playing with the spirit fire of heaven and earth, which can be burned to slag if not careful.
If Ling Xiao had not died today, her end would have been... quite miserable.
and!!
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Feng Ruge always felt that her natural poison had no effect on this young man.
How can it be?
Feng Ruge has been researching for ten years and has consulted countless ancient books and secrets, but has never found anything that can detoxify this poison. This is the reason why the Sky Poison Holy Body is not tolerated in the world.
Too strong and too terrifying.
Even though Ling Xiao's talent is close to that of a demon, he is still just a young boy. How could he resist the Sky Poison?
Oops!
It seems like... a feeling of seeking death.
No! You have to increase the dose!!
Thinking like this, a hint of gloom suddenly flashed in Feng Ruge's beautiful eyes, but a hint of shyness appeared on her pretty face.
"Son."
At this time, she was standing under the fighting platform, smiling and looking at the handsome young man walking towards her.
To be honest, the feeling Ling Xiao gave her was different from anyone else in this world.
Fascinating and dangerous.
If she was not a villain, she would be willing to have some in-depth contact with him.
Unfortunately, her journey to immortality is destined to be lonely. In Feng Ruge's eyes, there is no trustworthy person in this world.
Even Master and Junior Brother are chess pieces that can be discarded at any time.
As long as she feels that her life is threatened, she will not hesitate to... cut off the cause and effect.
Gou is an attitude, to retreat from the world and live in seclusion without being concerned about cause and effect.
Just because you are careful doesn't mean you won't kill anyone. As long as the layout is reasonable, no one in this world can be killed.
"Sir, you are so powerful."
Feng Ruge's tone revealed an obvious charm.
She is somewhat confident about her appearance.
"Haha, Ruge, it seems that this time, you and I will have a seat at Tianchi."
Ling Xiao smiled calmly, his eyes were gentle, but he was quite amused in his heart.
Look, she's in a hurry.
If Ling Xiao's prediction was correct, then the one who led the demon to attack the mountain should be this girl Ruge.
This behavior is somewhat similar to his own.
Of course, life is the most important thing for a junior fellow apprentice.
In order to achieve the goal, we must do whatever it takes, and at the same time... we must stay out of it and harvest the fortune as an outsider.
This Feng Ruge's scheme is far more terrifying than ordinary people with destiny.
More importantly, she is a destined person.
Sure enough, there is no good thing in time travel!
The smile at the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth made Feng Ruge's pretty face blush even more, and even her voice seemed to be trembling, "Sir, although Ruge has known for a long time that you are unparalleled, but after meeting today, it seems that Ruge has underestimated you.
Ah! The position of Tianchi must be reserved for Young Master, but as for me... Young Master seems to think too highly of Ruge."
"I said there is a place for you, so naturally you will."
Ling Xiao smiled inexplicably, but Feng Ruge snorted coldly in her heart, "You have to survive first."
"Sir, my junior brother hasn't finished competing yet, why don't we go over and have a look?"
Feng Ruge stretched out her hand and took the initiative to put it on Ling Xiao's arm, "I know that if it weren't for the young master, Ruge would have been defeated by now. Thanks to the young master's protection, all the junior brothers surrendered without a fight. Ruge... I'm very grateful.
Where is the young master?"
"Oh? Just grateful?"
Ling Xiao turned his head and looked at the beautiful face so close at hand, with a flash of sarcasm in his eyes.
Is this woman seducing me?
Is this your plan to feed yourself medicine?
If I don't eat it, won't I lose the girl's heart?
"Mr. Gongzi..."
As if feeling the heat in Ling Xiao's eyes, Feng Ruge pursed her red lips tightly and surprisingly did not dodge.
She has been lusting after Ling Xiao's body for more than a day or two.
This has nothing to do with killing or not. Having a big meal before death will save him from wasting his prime appearance.
"Ruge, you are so beautiful."
A smile appeared at the corner of Ling Xiao's lips, and he suddenly leaned forward and pressed his lips to Feng Ruge's red lips.
"boom!"
The entire Xianxuan Sect suddenly fell into a strange silence.
At this time, everyone's eyes were on Ling Xiao and Chen Qingshan, who had not yet competed, but no one paid attention.
"Um…"
Feng Ruge let out a soft groan, her tongue was dexterous, and she was even more proactive than Ling Xiao.
You have all seen that the Holy Son and I are in love.
So, if he dies later, I will cry.
So, what does this shocking conspiracy have to do with me?
How could I plot against my beloved Holy Son!!
"Gulu."
"That's Feng Ruge from the seventh peak, right?"
"It seems so! Let me just say...she has a bit of an affair with the Holy Son...ahem, there is a bit of affection."
"It is said that someone entered the Seventh Peak that day to humiliate Feng Ruge, and was directly chopped into pieces by the Holy Son!"
"But this Feng Ruge...is too shameless? In broad daylight?"
"What do you know! Lord Shengzi and Miss Feng are so in love that they can't control themselves and don't care about worldly opinions."
"I'm done with this pair of idiots."
Hearing the comments coming from around her, Feng Ruge pushed Ling Xiao away shyly, with a pretty face that was rosy and shy, adding a bit of charm.
At this time, the corners of her mouth were still a little sparkling.
The body of natural poison, saliva and other things, are extremely poisonous.
Now, let me see how you can resist.
But...why did my body suddenly become weak, and even my legs lost strength?
Still... almost shouting out happily?
Gan!
In front of him, Ling Xiao also had a bit of a smile on his face, and touched the corner of his mouth with some unfinished thoughts, "Ruge's kissing skills are really...unforgettable. Women are indeed a stumbling block on the road to immortality."
"Kiss...success? A stumbling block?"
Feng Ruge suddenly froze on the spot, with a flash of panic in her eyes. Is this world so fashionable?
These words seem to be spoken by a fantasy native?
Or should we say that the cultural prosperity of Central Xinjiang is far from comparable to that of Southern Xinjiang?