"It's nothing, Mr. Xing, you have never understood the terror of the Ancient Ling Clan. Although the Xuanyuan Clan is part of the Qingcang Imperial Clan, in the eyes of the Ling Clan, they may not be considered worthy at all."
Xue Xiyan looked coldly and looked at the sky, "So, let alone destroying a Guanhai City, even uprooting this clan, if it is beneficial to the Ling clan, they will not hesitate at all."
"Yes! Young Master."
Xing Lao's eyes narrowed slightly, but in the end he did not dare to say anything and turned around to retreat.
In this young gentleman, he indeed saw the demeanor of the world lord who once looked down upon the world and controlled everything.
And this was also the reason why he lowered his status and was willing to assist him.
It wasn't until Mr. Xing walked away that the look on Xue Xiyan's face gradually turned cold and cold.
I saw him waving his palm lightly, and a golden ancient clock suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.
On the body of the bell, there are countless inscriptions engraved, such as the demon bird Dapeng and the sacred mountain.
It's just that these inscriptions are not static, but are constantly changing, like the rebirth of the era, the evolution of eternity, and the indescribable mysteries.
The clear brilliance blooms leisurely, covering all the eight wastelands of the world. The creation is infinite and forms its own universe.
"This era belongs to me after all, the Ling clan... You are too careless this time."
North of Qingcang Realm, the territory of the Ling Clan.
This domain name is the Divine Battle Domain, where the ancestral land of the Ling Clan is located.
And under this God War Domain, there are still 900 star domains that depend on the Ling Clan.
Among them are some famous ancient sects of the Immortal Sect in the Qingcang Realm, who are actually vassals of the Ling Clan.
At this time, black clouds suddenly gathered over the God's Battlefield, and the sound of breaking through the sky suddenly resounded.
I saw a figure in black standing in the void, overlooking the mountains and rivers below.
Beside him, Ling Tu had a stooped figure, and a look of humility and warmth on his old face.
"Young Master, this is the ancestral land of my Ling clan, the Divine Battle Territory."
"Um."
Ling Xiao nodded gently, his eyes calm.
At this time, he could see that deep in the divine realm, the sky and the earth were vast, with thousands of peaks standing there, and endless Taoist rhymes flowing around, evolving order and rules.
Billions of lines are hanging down like a river of stars, and the spiritual power within them is vast, and the spiritual energy fluctuations visible to the naked eye are surging out, like ocean tides, emitting bursts of harsh buzzing.
There are ten dragon veins in the Lingxiao domain.
But compared with the aura of the Ling clan's ancestral land, it was actually a bit inferior.
It is evident that the upper world is vast.
No wonder this monk in the lower realm of the Holy State worked hard to practice and ascend. With such a level of aura, he might have reached the lower realm for a hundred years after practicing for just a few years.
"Buzz."
And just when Ling Xiao was sighing in his heart, two giants suddenly came from the depths of the ancestral land and were in front of him in the blink of an eye.
At the head, there is a handsome middle-aged man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. He is as rich as jade. Every gesture and gesture carries a sense of Taoism and nature, which is in harmony with the aura of heaven and earth.
Behind him, there was an old man with white hair and black robes and a slender expression.
At this time, both of them were looking at Ling Xiao with smiles on their faces, awe hidden in their eyes.
"Meet the Thirteenth Ancestor and the clan leader."
The nine elders and three thousand black demon guards immediately bowed and bowed to the old man.
"Go down, young master, please follow me."
Ling Yuanxing, the thirteenth ancestor of the Ling clan, is also the most familiar ancestor of the entire Ling clan.
Although he looks young, his lifespan has reached 60,000 years. He is now the most powerful person in the Ling clan, the fifth-grade heavenly supreme.
The old man behind him is Ling Xiao's nominal grandfather, the leader of the Ling clan, Ling Cangming.
What makes people feel strange is that at this time, the Thirteenth Ancestor actually called Ling Xiao... "Young Master."
The three of them walked through the air, and on the way Ling Xiao once again saw the terror of this ancient clan.
I can see that the territory here is tens of thousands of miles wide, several times larger than the Holy State.
But this is only the ancestral land of the Ling clan, not the territory controlled by the Ling clan.
Among them, there are densely populated majestic cities, with tyrannical auras rising and falling one after another. There are ancient and terrifying divine power waves hidden in the darkness. A single wisp of energy seems to contain the great charm of heaven, making people fearful.
"Young Master, have you integrated with the dragon soul of Shengzhou?"
Ling Yuanxing turned to look at the young man next to him. Although he was a Heavenly Supreme, he did not show any arrogance in front of Ling Xiao. Instead, his attitude was extremely humble.
"Um."
Ling Xiao nodded calmly, but felt a little confused in his heart.
Judging from the attitude of everyone in the Ling clan towards him, it was obvious that they regarded him as the reincarnation of a demon.
It’s just that since this ancient clan was founded by the powerful men of the Heavenly Demon Palace, how did they escape the eyes of the immortal clan and stand so blatantly in the Qingcang world?
"That's good! This dragon soul is an innate spirit that can cover up the demon energy in you. As long as you don't take the initiative to use the power of the demon, no one will notice it."
Ling Yuanxing smiled calmly and said, "Please don't blame me, Your Majesty. We don't dare to address you directly as Your Majesty in front of others. You should treat this young master as your Young Master, otherwise I'm afraid it will arouse a lot of suspicion."
If a group of supreme and powerful men call them Lord in front of others, wouldn't it directly tell the world that they are reincarnated and have a noble status?
After all, the two words "Heavenly Demon" are taboo in the Nine Heavens. Although the Realm Master is missing now, the Realm Master Palace is still the Lord of Qingcang. There are countless powerful people. Moreover, this force is the true inheritance of the Immortal Clan, not an immortal like the Ye Clan.
As a clan vassal, once his identity arouses suspicion, there will inevitably be many setbacks.
As a villain, if you don't want to die, don't rely on Da Da.
His status as the young master of the Ling clan is enough for him to run rampant in this world.
And only if he is strong enough to compete with the ancient gods of the immortal clan, that will be the opportunity for the demon to be born.
Hiding behind the scenes and revealing all the secrets of heaven and earth is the correct way to open this fairyland.
The Taikoo Ling clan is strong, but only in the Qingcang realm.
Who knows how magnificent this world is?
"When I went to the realm, the ancient clock of immortals and demons in the Realm Lord's Palace sounded a warning. I wonder how you and others concealed it?"
"My lord, please wait a moment. You will know later."
Ling Yuanxing stopped and looked at the magnificent ancient palace below him, "Your Majesty, please."
Until the three figures fell from the sky, there was already a figure waiting in the hall.
It was a middle-aged man wearing mysterious clothes, with an airy temperament and clear eyes. He was holding a paper fan, and he seemed to be a bit ethereal.
"This is a well-known strong man in the Qingcang world. Zhuge Yuntian is also the leader of the Shenji Sect. He is a man of great talent. Of course, what the world doesn't know is that his real name is Ling, and he is a member of our Ling clan."
Ling Yuanxing stood in the hall with his hands behind his hands and introduced to Ling Xiao.
"Greetings, young master!"
Zhuge Yuntian looked respectful, closed his fan and bowed.
"Master Shenji is a strong man of the fifth level of the Holy Realm. He has traveled through the blue sky for thousands of years and watched the rise and fall of the world. He knows a lot about the general trends and secrets of this world. I called him here today to make the Lord come as soon as possible.
Understand the world of Qing Cang."
Ling Yuanxing's eyes suddenly flashed with a dark light, "Yuntian."
"It is a great honor to be able to sacrifice my life for the young master."
Zhuge Yuntian shook his head and chuckled, suddenly his aura disappeared, and he said to Ling Xiao, "Young Master, please."
"Um?"
Ling Xiao frowned slightly, but when he saw the look of determination on Zhuge Yuntian's face, he immediately understood what his word "please" meant.
It turned out that this person was just a tool prepared by the Taikoo Ling Clan for Ling Xiao to understand Qingcang's general situation.
Although they are not at the top of Qingcang's fifth rank in the Holy Realm, they are still among the elders in the ordinary Taoist tradition.
But in the eyes of the Ling clan, he was just a sacrifice, nothing more.