Ning'er pondered for a moment, then looked at the good and evil sides fighting each other with a pair of bright eyes, and a ray of brilliance suddenly bloomed on her face, "Whoever my brother says is a good person is a good person."
Ning'er didn't agree with this statement.
Originally, her experience was miserable.
In her eyes, there is no good or evil in this world, and the so-called good did not give her hope when she was desperate.
Only brother Ling Xiao gave her new life and warmth.
What's more, with Feng Ling as a good "ancestor", Ning'er's heart has already been filled with all kinds of evil thoughts.
"oh?"
Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly and he glanced at the girl in front of him in surprise.
Okay, little cutie.
Your consciousness is much stronger than that of Feng Ruge.
"Ning'er, do you dare to kill someone?"
With Ning'er's talent, her future achievements may be much higher than those of Han Qingqiu, Lin Meng and others.
Of course, killing should be cultivated from an early age.
Otherwise, no matter how talented you are, if you have a gentle nature, you will inevitably not be a burden.
We are a villain, and everyone around us should be villains.
Even if they don't rebel now, it doesn't matter, they will rebel sooner or later.
What?
Will you fight back sooner or later?
Then kill them and cultivate another batch.
He is as powerful as a demon, and he is followed by nine generals, seven kings, and four deities.
Since this immortal road is endless and dangerous, even if one has the body of a high-flying demon, one's power is limited after all.
What he wants is not just followers, but absolute loyalists who can grow with him.
In this way, when one day he sets foot in the Nine Heavens, he will not... defeat the immortals alone!
"dare!"
Ning'er's face was a little pale, but her eyes showed determination.
The words of the little ancestor Feng Ling are still in my ears. If you don't want to be abandoned by your brother, you must be a useful person to him.
If my brother wants me to kill someone, then I will kill someone. What’s the big deal?
"Okay! Let's compete to see who can kill more."
Ling Xiao smiled, and the demon blade in his hand was filled with demonic intent, covering its shape.
"good!"
Ning'er also nodded lightly, gritted her silver teeth, and charged towards the crowd with her golden halberd.
At this time, Ling Xiao could clearly feel her nervousness. It was lovely, she had to experience it for the first time, right?
"Buzz."
The harsh roar of the knife suddenly sounded, and there was no trace of warmth in Ling Xiao's eyes.
At this time, he was not worried about Ning'er's safety. Now the Immortal Xuan God Emperor has been held back by Xiong Huan and others.
The remaining god kings and princes are also exhausted.
With Ning'er's strength, there is no danger in this chaos.
And as the two figures swept out, the Xianxuan disciples who were already at a disadvantage found it even more difficult to resist.
The moment the Ling Xiao Demonic Sword was swung, countless disciples of the Immortal Sect died under the sword. Even their flesh, flesh and soul were captured by the demonic blade.
Ning'er is even more direct. What she understands is the principle of strength. Coupled with the divine power of the heavy halberd in her hand, every time it is dropped, no matter what realm the person in front of her is, whether she is holding a divine weapon or a Taoist weapon, it will instantly shatter.
, turned into flesh and blood.
In the Immortal Xuan Sect, the spiritual power vibrated, and countless spiritual treasures collided violently, rippling thousands of blood energy.
only!!
Today's disciples of the Immortal Sect are all impressed by the righteousness of the Holy Son Ling Xiao. Even if they die, no one can escape.
Eventually, the world gradually became quiet.
Only Helian Mountain and several Immortal Sect God Emperors were left standing in the void, looking desperately at the sea of blood under their feet, with a hint of loneliness in their brows.
It now seems that 90% of the Immortal Xuan Sect will be destroyed today.
But Helianshan couldn't figure out why this demon sect, which had been silent for hundreds of years, chose to take action at this time.
The first divine envoy is in southern Xinjiang. Aren't they afraid of the Holy Religion's revenge afterwards?
"Evil!! Since you are seeking death, I will kill you all today even if I am trying to die!!!"
Helianshan roared in despair, a ferocious look on his old face.
Then, above his head, a golden formation gradually took on its true form.
The Taoist text is outlined on it, and the fairy thoughts flow, turning into a golden tripod standing in the sky.
But at this time, Helianshan's face was extremely pale, and he obviously felt a little powerless.
The golden light falls all over the sky, like the Milky Way pouring down from the nine heavens.
Xiong Huan and Gu Zhen stepped out in one step and stood proudly in front of others. There were demonic shadows standing behind them, supporting the heaven and the earth.
"Elders, give me a helping hand!!"
Helianshan shouted angrily, and the remaining masters of the three peaks and Feng Yuanyang did not hesitate anymore, gathering all their spiritual power and pouring it into the formation.
"Boom boom!"
Da Lu's voice spread from heaven.
At this time, everyone felt only a vast expanse of ocean roaring above their heads, turning into giant waves and pouring down.
The bright golden light, like a roaring wave, covered the entire void.
As the golden wave passed by, the void shattered into pieces.
There was a Sea Clan God-Emperor who looked unwilling and made a palm print.
Between the heaven and the earth, a hundred-foot-long handprint suddenly appeared, and with the force of lifting the sky, it headed towards the golden wave.
The next moment, the face of the Sea Clan God Emperor suddenly changed drastically, and he felt a terrifying divine power suppressing his bones and veins.
But his body actually shattered open at this moment and disappeared instantly.
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
Helianshan's eyes were cold, looking at the thousands of demonic shadows below.
If he were at his best, Xian Xuanzong might not lose in this battle between good and evil.
But, inexplicably, he seemed to feel a pair of magic eyes in the void, always watching him, pushing him and the entire Xianxuan Sect to the edge of destruction step by step.
This feeling is ethereal, yet real and clear.
"Hmph! Helianshan, do you really think you are invincible?"
Gu Xun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered. The blood shadow outside his body suddenly floated into the air, turned into a sea of blood, and rushed away towards the golden wave.
Beside him, Xiong Huanyi punched out, shattering the void and suppressing the mountains and seas.
In a radius of thousands of miles, there are endless visions in the sky, and the roars of thousands of demons are also heard in everyone's ears, which is shocking to people's hearts!
Hua Youzhi was left, Xing Shen and the six emperors of the Sea Tribe sacrificed their spiritual treasures one after another and used their most powerful blow to meet the golden light above their heads.
Countless heaven-destroying offensives collided in mid-air.
Immediately, the entire Immortal Xuan Mountain instantly shattered into countless cracks, and the ancient forest temple turned into ashes.
Even though he was the eighth-grade God Emperor of Helian Mountain, the strongest among them, and protected by the divine formation, he still vomited blood at the moment when the offensive collided, and was almost thrown away.
The rest of the God Emperor Peak Masters were even more trembling, their breath was sluggish, and the arms of two of them were shattered to pieces, revealing thick white bones.
Even the many demon sect disciples in the mountain bleed from their orifices and fell to the ground under such residual power.
Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly stepped forward, standing on the top of the sky.
At this time, his eyes were particularly clear and clear, as if they had a fairy charm, but on the magic knife in his hand, there was an ultimate demonic intention quietly spreading out, shocking the world.
"Um?"
Helianshan raised his head and looked at the demonic figure in front of him with a horrified expression.
At this time, although there was a demonic light covering Ling Xiao's body, Helianshan somehow felt that this figure seemed familiar.
"The Nine Ancient Styles, the Second Style, Evil God."