"Now that the Divine Master is in seclusion, several major forces are besieging the Su family. I am afraid that there are no strong people in the sect, including Zi Yan, Xiong Huan, Xiao Pian, and Ru Ge."
Ling Xiao's eyes flickered, and three figures suddenly walked out from behind.
"The four of you will come with me to visit these ancient sects."
"Yes! Lord!"
Zi Yan and the other three bowed in obeisance, and the Ling Xiao Taoist body immediately stepped out of the air and flew towards Zhongjiang at great speed.
This kind of robbing someone's home base should not be too public, otherwise it will be disrespectful to others!
With Zi Yan, Xiong Huan, Xiao Pian, and Feng Ruge following them, Ling Xiao can crush any force in Central Xinjiang at will except the Holy Cult.
What's more, most of these powerful clansmen are now besieging the Su family in order to replace them.
In this most sacred central area of the Holy State, no one would have thought that someone would dare to act so boldly!
Before, Ling Xiao was still worried that if the powerful men from the four frontiers rushed to the central frontier, there would definitely be a big commotion, but now that Meng Yuan, a holy girl from the Holy Cult, is cooperating inside and outside, it saves Ling Xiao a lot of trouble.
Of course, this chess piece is just a scratch-off at most. With her or without her, the situation is set.
The three major ancient sects and the two major ancient clans, regardless of their backgrounds, are mostly die-hard loyalists to the Holy Religion, otherwise they would not monopolize Zhongjiang, the Holy State's land of dragon luck.
Slaughtered in case something changes.
What? Am I cruel?
If these powerful men from the ancient sect had not been greedy and went to destroy the Su family, could they have left me this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?
My little rich Su Yan, you can just inherit the Su family’s billions of assets with peace of mind. I will avenge my uncle in advance!
"Let's go, it's time to meet this mysterious Blood Soul Palace Master."
Ling Xiao's eyes were clear, he raised his head and glanced in the direction of the void, then raised his feet and walked towards the misty green mountains in the distance.
Now all the powerful men from the four frontiers have arrived at the border of the central border. As long as he gives an order, countless god emperors will step out of the void and sacrifice their lives for him.
This Blood Soul Palace Master is indeed mysterious and extraordinary, even more so than Dugu Yunzhen.
It's a pity that the only one who can really threaten Ling Xiao in Shengzhou today is the Divine Master.
"Buzz."
Until the young man's figure fell from the sky and looked at the ancient Qingcang Peak that was so close in front of him but so far away in the horizon.
This peak is ethereal and recedes with every step.
In other words, as long as you take a step closer, the peak will take a step back.
If an ordinary person reaches this point, even the powerful God Emperor will never be able to touch his path.
But such illusions were meaningless in front of Ling Xiao.
He held his palm lightly, and the boundary-breaking talisman instantly bloomed with profound brilliance. A ray of clear light rippled leisurely, and all the illusions in front of him suddenly disappeared.
A straight mountain road extended from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, but what surprised Ling Xiao was that at this time, he did not notice a trace of spiritual power fluctuations at the gate of the Blood Soul Temple.
Is it possible that Bai Ling was really exposed? That this force has abandoned the sect here?
"My lord, there is a strong man on the mountain."
A hoarse voice suddenly came from Ling Xiao's ears.
The method of ghosting lies in a secret word, especially the control of space is unparalleled by Ling Xiao.
"Can ghost generals be killed?"
"My lord, don't worry. Under your dignity, my subordinates are invincible."
Hearing this, Ling Xiao didn't hesitate at all and walked along the mountain road towards the summit hall.
On the ancient road in the Qingshan Mountains, a young man dressed in black walked calmly.
At this time, he was alone, but he was not frightened or frightened, just like an outsider traveling on the mountain.
"You're finally here."
In front of the Blood Palace on the top of the mountain, an old man's figure sat in front of the case, sipping tea from the cup.
At this time, he did not look at Ling Xiao, his eyebrows were indifferent, and there were strands of Taoist charm flowing around his body, which coincided with the way of heaven and transcended the world.
Ninth Grade God Emperor.
But it was a little different from what Ling Xiao had imagined. There was no sinister aura about this Blood Soul Palace Master.
Even his appearance is that of an ordinary old man with a kind face and kind eyes.
His beard and hair are all white, and his hair is tied up in a bun at the back of his head. His face is radiant and his energy and blood are in full swing.
"You knew I was coming?"
Ling Xiao smiled calmly and walked to the main hall, with no trace of nervousness on his face.
"You are much younger than I thought. Tell me, what kind of technique do you practice? Even my Blood Soul Sacred Technique cannot break it."
The master of the Blood Soul Palace drank the tea and then raised his head to look at Ling Xiao.
I saw a ray of blood rising in his eyes, and in just a moment, his eyes completely turned into blood.
At the same time, there was also a sea of blood in Ling Xiao's eyes, trying to swallow up his soul.
Can!!
In the blink of an eye, the sea of blood dissipated again, and Ling Xiao's lips suddenly raised a hint of sarcasm.
"Huh?"
The Lord of the Blood Soul Palace frowned slightly, a look of surprise flashed across his face.
With his ninth-grade emperor realm, no one can stop him from using this blood pupil illusion.
How old is the young man in front of him? He's twenty? How could he break free from his pupil technique so easily?
"You really amaze me more and more."
The Lord of the Blood Soul Palace nodded slightly, and he noticed it when Ling Xiao appeared at the foot of Qingcang Mountain.
However, he couldn't figure out how a young man had the courage to walk in front of him alone?
He knew about Hedong and Hexi in thirty years, but when outsiders entered this mountain, no one could leave alive.
When the master of the Blood Soul Palace noticed something unusual about Elder Li, he guessed the cause of the matter.
Bai Ling sneaked down the mountain and went to the Eastern Frontier. She was the only one in the entire Blood Soul Temple who had the courage to betray her.
After all, he has seen this girl's character since she was a child, and there is nothing like it in a million, otherwise he would not have gone to great lengths to take her under his wing.
In addition, the swordsman he sent to kill the Lin clan has been missing for a long time. Bai Ling must have known something by chance.
only!!
Originally, the Lord of the Blood Soul Palace thought that his methods could easily break through the White Soul Sea and find the real person behind the scenes.
But unfortunately, he failed.
The Blood Soul Palace Master has only seen this kind of divine soul restriction in the Divine Lord, but the Divine Lord has no reason to control the Blood Palace.
Therefore, he has been waiting for Ling Xiao to come to Qingcang Mountain so that he can learn the secret of this soul technique.
The heavenly way is shackles, and all spirits cannot be respected.
But he found another way and cultivated the Soul Eye Illusion Technique, so that even if he had no hope of becoming an emperor in his life, he was still proud enough to be at the level of the God Emperor.
"Where's Bai Ling? What did you do to her?"
Ling Xiao's eyes were clear and indifferent.
At this time, he could feel an extremely weak aura in the distant hall, and he felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.
"When the Lin clan was wiped out, a young man escaped with his life and his whereabouts were unknown. Later, I sent people to search for him, but no trace of him was found. If I am not wrong, you are Bai Ling's brother. Lin
… Tin bar?”
The Lord of the Blood Soul Palace raised a smile on his lips, as if he had already understood everything.
In other words, in his eyes, this Holy State land is not as powerful as the Divine Lord, so why should he care about other people?
What's more, this is Qingcang Mountain, and it's Zhongjiang.
How could a boy who was only nineteen or twenty years old make waves?
"The Divine Lord controls the world. The Su family is in charge of wealth, and the first divine envoy is in charge of killings. If I guess correctly, you should also be a member of the Holy Religion and be in charge of the Holy State's intelligence."
Ling Xiao smiled gently, but instantly the face of the Lord of the Blood Soul Palace suddenly shuddered.