Ling Xiao's face was stunned, and the demonic energy surged all over his body instantly, and his figure appeared directly ten feet away.
"Ouch, Ling Xiao...you..."
Feng Ling fell to the ground, a trace of resentment and anger flashed across his face.
"You are so brave, how dare you pretend to be me."
A girl's voice came from the sky above her head again.
Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the two identical wind chimes in front of him with horror, but there was a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Feng Ling, you... Who of you is real and who is fake? I thought you..."
As he said that, Ling Xiao didn't forget to turn his head and wipe his eyes.
It was obvious that one of the two people in front of him must be transformed by the phantom.
Moreover, even the auras on their bodies are exactly the same, and even with the soul perception at the level of God King Lingxiao, they cannot tell the slightest difference.
If he hadn't had the Eye of Annihilation, he might have been deceived by this phantom.
but…
Since she wants to act, Ling Xiao is naturally willing to accompany her in a painful drama.
Feng Ling's identity is too weird. If you want to ask something from her, you still have to gain her trust first.
Although Ling Xiao was not sure whether she was here before, with this girl's temperament, how could she not join in the fun?
As for this phantom?
In this God-conferring Tower, who is the father? Do you have any clues?
At this time, Feng Ling, who was thrown to the ground by him, suddenly let out a scream and knelt on the ground as if he had seen a ghost, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.
"Lord Feng...Feng Ling, I...I..."
"You deserve to die."
In mid-air, Feng Ling snorted coldly, and his small face as white as jade revealed a majesty that Ling Xiao had never seen before.
At this moment, the entire glazed ancient pagoda seemed to be filled with an indescribable strange aura.
As for the girl in black who was kneeling on the ground, all the demonic energy from her body was gone, and she transformed into her original form. She turned out to be a beautiful woman in black.
The woman is about twenty years old and has long black hair.
At this time, she was facing away from Ling Xiao, revealing a section of her neck as white as mutton fat.
"Sir... the little devil just wanted to tease this human being, and did not mean to offend you at all. I beg you to be merciful and spare the little devil's life!"
"It's useless for you to beg me. He is the master of this tower, and your life is in his hands."
Feng Ling raised his head and glanced at Ling Xiao, with some inexplicable emotions surging in his eyes.
She could see Ling Xiao's nervousness just now.
I didn't realize that this guy actually cared about me.
Were the tears he just wiped away tears?
joke.
Of course we are serious about acting!
"Who are you?"
Ling Xiao walked up to the phantom demon and raised her chin, revealing a beautiful face.
Although Ling Xiao had seen many beauties, none of them were as charming as this demon.
It is a kind of tenderness that seems to be engraved in the bones, and people can't help but feel a sense of pity.
His dark and cold eyes, his cherry-red mouth tightly pursed.
The erect Qiong nose let out a soft hum.
A smile suddenly appeared on Ling Xiao's lips.
He could understand that the phantom's hostility towards him probably stemmed from his identity as the master of the Eight Wastelands Glazed Tile Pagoda.
After all, these big demons in the tower were all forcibly suppressed here by the tower owner.
"You seem to be very hostile to me?"
Ling Xiao's body suddenly bloomed with a monstrous demonic light.
And the coldness on the beautiful and pretty face of the phantom froze almost instantly.
"You...you are also a demon. This breath...you...you are..."
"This is the new Lord, why don't you meet me soon?"
Mi Yong's figure walked from the side and looked coldly at the phantom at his feet.
"Chaos Demon Ape! Sure enough, it's you. Aren't you... sealed in the first layer?"
"Huh, if you follow the Lord, you will naturally be free."
Mi Yong snorted coldly, shrank his figure again, turned into a human form, and stood next to Ling Xiao.
"Phantom Demon Duplicate, pay homage to the Lord!"
The phantom demon didn't hesitate at all, with a solemn expression on his face, he bowed directly to Ling Xiao.
But at this moment, there seemed to be a trace of confusion on her face, and there was also some confusion in her eyes as she secretly looked at Feng Ling.
"Boring."
Feng Ling pouted and glanced at Duoying hatefully, before the figure disappeared in an instant.
"Get up, where is the seal on your body?"
Ling Xiao frowned and looked at the woman in front of him. He still remembered that when he first met Mi Yong, the latter had four shackles of fear on her body.
Why isn't this phantom demon present?
"Lord, here it is."
Dieying gave a bitter smile, stretched out his hand and tore open the clothes on his chest, revealing a snow-white majesty.
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"Gulu."
Ling Xiao swallowed hard, moved closer to Duoying, and looked down at an ancient rune pattern on her chest.
The color of the pattern was a strange blood-red color, like a lotus, flashing with scarlet light from time to time.
"What a weird rune."
Ling Xiao's face gradually became serious, and he stretched out his hand to cover Duoying's chest, carefully feeling the delicate softness.
"It's a bit troublesome."
Dui Ying watched dumbfounded as Ling Xiao's palm kept changing its position, sometimes rubbing it lightly and sometimes clenching it tightly, with a pretty face that was already flushed.
But at this time, the Lord's expression was solemn, and he was obviously thinking of ways to help her break the seal.
"Lord...Lord..."
"Well, it's very big and white...not...very old and very tricky, but it doesn't bother me, so please bear with me."
Ling Xiao took a deep breath and exhaled the magic light in his hand, while Duiying felt that his whole body seemed to be soaked in a wave of magic, and the spiritual power that had been sealed gradually surged.
"boom!!"
A towering demonic light rises into the sky.
Duoying looked up to the sky and let out a sharp roar, her beautiful eyes filled with the joy of regaining freedom.
"Ninth Grade Divine Lord?"
Ling Xiao glanced at Duoying in surprise. Originally, he thought that the person with the second seal must be a king-level demon.
But he didn't expect that the cultivation level of this stack of shadows was still in the realm of the God Lord.
However, Ling Xiao felt relieved when she thought of the illusion she had just performed.
Her strength is much more than what appears on the surface.
"Do you know that little girl just now?"
Ling Xiao suddenly remembered the fear of the double shadow before and asked curiously.
"Back to my lord, I only know her name is Feng Ling, but I don't know anything else."
"Then why are you so afraid of her?"
"She often comes here to have fun with me. The aura on her body seems to be born to suppress the evil spirit in us."
There was a flash of fear in Dieying's eyes, obviously he had suffered a lot at Feng Ling's hands.
"Well, it seems we still have to go to the ninth floor to take a closer look."
Ling Xiao raised his head and glanced at the void, "You two can practice on your own in the tower on weekdays, but you are not allowed to leave the tower."
"Yes! Lord!"
Mi Yong, Duiying bowed and bowed, and when he raised his head again, Ling Xiao's figure was no longer in front of him.
at the same time.
In the Ling clan temple.
Ling Tianlin was sitting on a golden chair in the palace, with eight old men below him on both sides.
Ling Tian and several handsome young men from the Ling tribe stood respectfully in the hall.
"Clan leader, it's almost noon, and Master Ling Xiao hasn't come yet, is it possible that we have to wait like this forever?"
The gray-haired old man at the head gave a faint smile.
Although his tone was respectful at this time, the deep meaning was self-evident.
"That's right, Mr. Ling Xiao has such a big airs!"
Someone in the hall suddenly responded with a voice.
"Clan Leader, I don't think we need to wait any longer. None of us are optimistic about Ling Xiao being the successor. How about we just choose one of them?"
"Yes, this kid Ling Xiao is too arrogant and rude. Our Ling clan has been passed down for thousands of years, and we have never had such a descendant who disrespects the elders and the younger!"
"Yes, yes, I think Ling Rui, the grandson of a wealthy family elder, is very good. He is already at the peak of Xuanqing at a young age. He is simple, gentle, honest and loyal. Such a talented young man is my Ling Rui."
The future of our clan.”
The eight clan elders were all talking at different angles, and they rarely unified their stance.
"Elders of the clan, I think we should wait for my brother. After all, he is the current eldest son of the Ling clan. It would be inappropriate for him not to come."
At this moment, Ling Tian suddenly took a step forward and chuckled.
"Xiaotian...you...you..."
Many clan elders looked at His Highness, the young man with an upright figure and calm eyes, and their expressions were startled.
When did this guy become willing to speak up for Ling Xiao?
When did the relationship between the two brothers turn for the better?
Although no one in the Ling clan knows what happened back then.
But Xuanyuan Yue suddenly left the Ling clan, and Ling Tian was deposed overnight. There was something strange about everything...