The dream demon bowed and bowed deeply to Feng Ling.
But at this moment, there seemed to be a hint of gloom in her eyes, which turned into calm.
"My lord! In his dream..."
"I advise you to consider the consequences before speaking. Sometimes living is ten thousand times more painful than death."
There was a look of calm on Feng Ling's porcelain white and exquisite little face.
But the words she said made the whole space feel inexplicably cold.
In this ancient glazed pagoda, no trace of divine consciousness could escape her perception.
She was still aware of the dream demon's sudden emotional change just now.
"Yes! Sir."
The dream demon looked stern. If she hadn't been a soul, her face would have been extremely pale at this moment.
"Tell me! What did you see?"
"I saw a golden temple, a woman in red, and...a trace of fate."
The dream demon's voice was filled with fear, and Ling Xiao's demonic intention just revealed had already made her guess.
But that woman is actually involved with the devil. Who is she...?
"anything else?"
Feng Ling stood quietly in the void, with clear light overflowing from his eyes.
An indescribable and terrifying force suddenly fell down, directly pressing the dream demon's figure to the ground.
"My lord, have mercy on me! My lord, have mercy on me! I wanted to use that woman's body to confuse that gentleman just now, but I didn't expect to be killed by him with one palm, breaking the dream."
"Kill with one palm? Break the dream?"
A smile suddenly appeared on Feng Ling's pretty face, her spiritual power was gone, she turned around and disappeared.
It wasn't until there was no more fluctuations coming from the sixth floor of the ancient pagoda that the Dream Demon raised his head tremblingly, his beautiful eyes filled with shock and surprise.
Lord Feng Ling just... why was he angry?
And why did you leave in relief?
The ancestral land of the Alligator, the entrance.
Ling Xiao waved his hand and brought the Nine Dragons Imprisoning Heaven Formation into the realm, then raised his feet and walked towards the outside of the ancestral land.
At this moment, a flash of surprise seemed to flash on his face. He took out a golden talisman from the Qiankun Ring and said in a deep voice, "Wu Ni, what happened?"
"My lord, someone in Western Xinjiang has been inquiring about your whereabouts recently. He is a young man with an ordinary appearance. He is now ten miles in front of me..."
Wu Ni's voice resounded through the music, and Ling Xiao's eyes immediately bloomed with a piercing soul light.
"A person from the Holy Religion?"
"No! He calls himself Mr. Leng and says he came from Eastern Xinjiang. He admires your reputation and wants to follow you."
"Master Leng? Qin Leng?"
Ling Xiao's face was slightly suffocated, and he was stunned for a long time, then the corner of his mouth suddenly raised a hint of amusement.
No wonder, the first divine envoy is still doubting himself. It seems that someone... revealed some information to him.
"Tell this Mr. Leng that I went to Southern Xinjiang two months ago, and... Wuxie, you go back to the Ling Clan and ask your father to go to the Qin Clan to see if Qin Leng is in the clan. If so,
No more, I will kill the entire Qin clan. If my father doubts your identity, use this talisman to communicate with me."
"Yes! Lord!"
Ling Xiao held the golden talisman with murderous intent in his eyes.
When he helped Qin Leng step by step to become the leader of the Qin clan, he originally took a fancy to his loyalty.
Unexpectedly, he would have the courage to betray himself.
Although at this time, Ling Xiao was not sure that this person was Qin Leng, everything would soon come to light.
But, why?
If it is really Qin Leng, what is his purpose for doing all this?
"Buzz."
At this moment, the golden order of the God Lord in the Lingxiao Universe Ring made a harsh buzzing sound again.
Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows lightly, his eyes suddenly turned cold.
So fast?
It seems that there must be some connection between Mr. Leng and the first divine envoy.
However, at this time, Ling Xiao was not in a hurry to respond to Dugu Yunzhen.
Since someone dares to betray him, he must let that person know what it means to lose more than he gains, to live worse than to die, to lose both his life and his reputation.
Thousands of miles of sea, rippling waves.
At this time, on a desert island deep in the sea, Dugu Yunzhen stood with his hands behind his back, holding a golden talisman in his hand.
"As expected, there was no response."
Qin Leng had just sent back news that he had found out about Ling Xiao's whereabouts and confirmed that he had just arrived in southern Xinjiang not long ago.
But, if so, how could this young man meet Elder Shui by such a coincidence when he was going to the Ling clan?
What went wrong?
"Elder Shui."
"Master Dugu?"
"Where are you now?"
"Master Ling Xiao and I are investigating the traces of the devil in Shuoyuan, southern Xinjiang."
"Oh, in seven days, you go to the foot of Xuansi Mountain and wait for me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Dugu Yunzhen's figure disappeared from the spot instantly.
He had ordered Qin Leng to come to Southern Xinjiang, and he would personally testify when the time came. He wanted to see what Ling Xiao had to say.
You are still too young to play tricks with me.
At the same time, at the end of the Dead Sea, with a glimmer of clear light, Ling Xiao's figure suddenly appeared at the entrance to the ancestral land.
At this time, he could feel the aura hidden in the sea curtain. It was obvious that Zi Yan was still here.
In other words, no matter who comes out of the ancestral land today, I am afraid that the new emperor of the sea will not let him go.
If it had been before, Ling Xiao would not have dared to leave the ancestral land so blatantly.
But now, with the Wu Forgiveness Demon Armor on him, he is not afraid of Zi Yan secretly taking action and killing him on the spot.
"Purple Emperor, since you are here, why hide?"
Ling Xiao raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and looked at the sea curtain beside him with an indifferent expression.
Hearing this, Zi Yanqiao's face clearly flashed with surprise.
With her ninth-grade God Emperor strength, how did this young man sense her aura?
Or is he deceiving her?
"Purple Emperor, if you don't show up, will I leave?"
Ling Xiao shook his head, turned around and left.
At this moment, a ripple suddenly appeared in the void in front of him.
Immediately afterwards, Zi Yan's enchanting face appeared in front of Ling Xiao.
"Haha, Mr. Lingxiao, the one-month period has come. I wonder if you have gained anything from this trip to the ancestral land of Sky Crocodile?"
Although Zi Yan was smiling at this moment, a ray of surprise flashed through her golden eyes.
She could clearly feel that the aura of the young man in front of her seemed to be very different from before.
But this difference is not only an improvement in realm, but also an indescribable and terrifying trend.
even!!
With Zi Yan's cultivation level, she was somewhat hesitant. If she took action, could she really kill the young man on the spot?
How can it be?
How could an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy withstand his own thunderous strike, even if he hid his strength and controlled certain trump cards?
But it's very inexplicable. Although this feeling is unreal, it is extremely clear.
Moreover, just like an illusion, from the moment Zi Yan arrived at the entrance to the Celestial Crocodile Ancestral Land, she had been feeling... a breath hidden in the darkness.
only!
With her ninth-level divine soul perception, after careful inspection several times, she found nothing.
Could it be that I'm too worried?
"Haha, it seems that the young master has gained quite a lot."
"Are you satisfied with the gift I gave to the Purple Emperor earlier?"
Ling Xiao smiled gently, and there was a kind of calm indifference on his handsome and unparalleled face.
It was as if from beginning to end, he had never taken Zi Yan, the ninth-grade God Emperor, seriously.
Everything is under control.
What is a fairy posture? This is probably the case.
"Did you massacre the Jiao people?"
Zi Yan's beautiful eyes were slightly focused, and there seemed to be three thousand thunderbolts in them, rushing into the sea, shaking the void and tearing the sea curtain apart.