Ling Xiao smiled and casually took Crocodile Zhan's head out of the Qiankun Ring and threw it in front of Zi Yan.
At this time, both of them tacitly agreed not to mention the double formation at the entrance to the Celestial Crocodile Ancestral Land, nor did they say a word about the timing of the arrival of the powerful Jiao Human Race.
Isn’t it natural that everyone is a villain, with sinister intentions and despicable methods?
As for the two of them still standing here calmly now, it's just because... they still have common interests to gain.
"Hahaha, it seems that the young master is not only smart in his methods, but also a person who keeps his promises. If you say one month, it must be one month. I just don't know what the young master said before, you want me to help you keep one person, who is it?"
Zi Yan nodded gently, smiled sweetly, raised her foot and crushed the crocodile's head into pieces.
Looking at the sea area, apart from her, the Jiao human race is proud of all other races.
But now, this thousand-year-old clan has been destroyed by Ling Xiao's plan. Zi Yan really can't imagine who else he wants to leave behind?
Could it be...the first divine envoy?
"If I didn't tell you, Zi Huang should have guessed it, right?"
Ling Xiao shook his head and chuckled, giving Zi Yan a meaningful look.
"There's one thing I can't figure out. If my prediction is right, you should be the Holy Son of the Holy Cult, right?"
Ziyan's eyebrows were lightly clustered, and for the first time, confusion appeared in her eyes.
Yes, she guessed it.
But, why did the Holy Son of the Holy Religion leave the first divine envoy of the Holy Religion in the sea?
Suddenly, Zi Yan seemed to have thought of something, and a look of surprise flashed across her usually calm pretty face.
She suddenly remembered that Ling Xiao had said that maybe what he was planning was her own plan.
Is it a prophecy, or...has he really calculated everything?
From the very beginning, Zi Yan had no intention of truly letting Ling Xiao go. Whether it was his identity as the Holy Son of the Holy Cult or his scheming, it made Zi Yan feel a little uneasy.
Such a monster needs to be killed to be safe.
But now... Zi Yan suddenly felt like she was completely under her control?
First it was the crocodile war, and then it was the divine messenger.
To be honest, Zi Yan wanted to kill these two people more than Ling Xiao.
But, what is he planning?
In other words, what benefits can it bring to him by killing these two people?
"good."
Ling Xiao did not deny it. Now that the divine order is in hand, even if the King of Heaven comes and I say that I am the Holy Son, no one will dare to object.
"Give me a reason."
With Zi Yan's character, anything abnormal must contain a conspiracy.
The Holy Son of the Holy Cult and the demon join forces to kill the first divine envoy?
No matter how you look at this matter, it reveals all kinds of weirdness.
"If I say that I simply have some personal grudges with this first divine envoy, will the Purple Emperor believe it?"
Ling Xiao shook his head. His relationship with Zi Yan was very delicate.
Both of them are people who will do anything to achieve their goals, and they are also ruthless villains who only care about profit.
Therefore, there are some secrets that Ling Xiao does not want to expose, lest they become a bargaining chip for Zi Yan to manipulate him.
As long as this woman has plans for the Holy Religion, she will never let go of this golden opportunity.
"Do not believe."
Zi Yan took a deep look at Ling Xiao, turned around and walked towards the distance, but just when her figure was about to disappear, she suddenly stopped where she was, silent for a long time, and finally only left one sentence, "Ling Xiao, for the sake of it.
For the sake of helping me kill Crocodile Zhan, I would like to advise you that no matter what your plan is, Dugu Yunzhen is not as simple as it seems on the surface. If you want to kill him, you may not be able to do it alone."
As soon as she finished speaking, her figure suddenly disappeared from where she was.
Originally, she came today to get rid of this young man who made her uneasy.
But, it suddenly became interesting.
This holy son of the Holy Cult is actually plotting against Dugu Yunzhen.
Enemies of enemies, even if they cannot become friends, can still act as a check and balance.
I'm afraid it's too early to kill him now. Let's see if this young man can bring her other surprises.
Moreover, the indifference shown by Ling Xiao just now and the strange trend on his body made Zi Yan feel a little unsure.
Once she takes action rashly, she may really be on opposite sides of Ling Xiao.
This is the reason why Zi Yan is really hesitant now.
It was obvious that this eighteen or nineteen-year-old human race boy had already made Zi Yan fearful.
This kind of fear has nothing to do with cultivation, but is more like a form of compulsion.
"The villains who survive are indeed cautious in nature."
Until Zi Yan disappeared, Ling Xiao's face did not show a trace of disappointment.
From beginning to end, he never thought that just a promise could make Zi Yan willing to join the game.
Therefore, he just left a backup, Shesi.
Or rather, Ye Qingchan.
As the latter, Dugu Yunzhen would never let him go easily.
And if I can ask this divine envoy to connect Ye Qingchan and Zi Yan, do you think he will wipe out the Sea Emperor Palace?
As I said, there are some situations that you can’t just enter if you don’t want to.
Calculating every step of the way, of course, it must be... foolproof.
No matter which path you choose, in the end you will find that at the end of the road is me.
The human heart is inherently complex, and only by counting everything out can you control the overall situation.
I don’t want to either. I also want to be blessed with good luck, go smoothly, and be able to reach the top of the sky without thinking about anything.
Am I worthy?
Gan!
"Your Majesty! Dugu Yunzhen has used the transmission talisman to contact Jin again."
The shadowy figure came from a distance and bowed to Ling Xiao.
"Tell him I haven't shown up yet."
Ling Xiao smiled calmly and took steps towards the southern border.
After struggling for so long, it’s time for you, six great demon seniors, to exert your final strength.
Time passed slowly, and seven days passed in the blink of an eye.
And during these seven days, the entire sea area suddenly and eerily became silent.
Neither the Sea Emperor Ziyan nor the First Divine Envoy surprisingly showed up again.
Even the royal families in those sea areas ordered their children not to go out, as if they were on guard against something.
At the former site of Xianxuan Sect, Dugu Yunzhen stood on the top of the mountain with his hands folded, looking at the dilapidated ancient forest of the Golden Palace, without any emotion in his eyes.
A mere Immortal Xuan Sect will be destroyed if it is destroyed. As long as the Holy Religion remains alive, a second Immortal Xuan Sect can be established at any time to take charge of southern Xinjiang.
only!!
As the waves gradually rose in the sea, Dugu Yunzhen always felt that there seemed to be a demonic shadow in the darkness of the void, controlling the fate of the world.
This feeling was vague and undocumented, but it still lingered in the heart of the first divine envoy of the Holy Religion.
Especially, for a ninth-grade God Emperor who is good at Xuanhuang divination, this thread of thoughts is...the theory of fate.
"Your Majesty the Envoy of God! I wonder what you mean by summoning me so eagerly?"
In the mountains and forests in the distance, a figure in white clothes suddenly walked slowly towards him. He had a handsome appearance and a lonely temperament. His whole body seemed to be full of charm, like a young immortal.
"Master Lingxiao."
Dugu Yunzhen turned his head, glanced at Ling Xiao calmly, and suddenly smiled calmly, "Young master, can you detect the traces of the devil in southern Xinjiang?"
"We found some clues, they should be the remnants of the former Gantian God Sect."
Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and his face seemed to be covered by a wisp of fairy clouds, making his already earthly temperament even more mysterious.