He was also completely convinced by the people of the Purple Moon God Clan. They were obviously plotting the blood and fate of Ling Xiao and Zhao Ritian, but they still pretended to be righteous.
Such hypocrites are everywhere in the human race of the God Realm, but I didn’t expect that they would also be found in this ancient and mysterious realm.
"Dragon Lord, do you think I am the Dragon Lord of the Dragon Clan? What bullshit is the Purple Moon God Clan? If it weren't for the help of my Dragon Clan's ancestors, you would have been wiped out long ago. To put it mildly, you and my Dragon Clan are allies. We are here to help each other. You are nothing.
He is just a slave of the dragon clan, and now he actually wants to devour the master."
Long Aotian sneered.
"What do you want to do? The dragon clan has long ceased to be the overlord of the demon world. The majestic Dragon Lord only has the cultivation level of a saint. You still want to dominate us, the Purple Moon Clan. I advise you to let us go quickly, otherwise
When His Highness arrives, you will all die."
Zihe said in a cold voice, his eyes filled with fierceness and deep sorrow.
His words basically represent the thoughts of everyone in the Ziyue Divine Clan.
In the past, the Dragon Clan was the overlord of the demon world and was extremely powerful. The Purple Moon God Clan naturally bowed to the Dragon Clan and obeyed the Dragon Clan's words. But now that the Dragon Clan is so weak, even the five saints have lost their transcendent status, how could they still treat the Dragon Clan like before?
Not to mention, they also found themselves a new master.
"Your Highness, who is the His Highness you are talking about? He asked you to target the Dragon Clan."
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, looking at Zichuan and Zihe, and asked indifferently.
"Your Highness is naturally His Highness. His Highness sits in the ninth heaven and commands hundreds of millions of living beings. You never know how great His Highness is. Nowadays, the five major saint clans, except for your Dragon Clan, the other four saint clans have all fallen into the hands of His Highness.
Here, if you know what’s going on, let us go quickly, otherwise none of you will be able to survive when His Highness’s immortal army arrives.”
Zichuan sneered.
He was obviously full of confidence in the mysterious His Highness. When he mentioned His Highness, his eyes were filled with fanatical admiration.
snap
Ling Xiao slapped Zichuan on the face, making a crisp sound, and Zichuan's face instantly swelled.
"There's so much nonsense. Just answer whatever I ask you. What is the origin of that Highness?"
Ling Xiao said coldly.
At the same time, he couldn't help but feel shocked. The other four saint clans had all fallen into the hands of that mysterious highness. Doesn't that mean that Bai Hansong, Huang Jue and Feng Nu had all been imprisoned?
how is this possible
He is really becoming more and more curious about that His Highness.
"If you want to know the origin of His Highness, you are worthy of it."
Zichuan glared at Ling Xiao, his eyes filled with angry flames and murderous intent.
"I really can't shed tears until I see the coffin, Brother Ritian, thank you for your work."
Ling Xiao sighed softly.
puff
I only heard a muffled sound, and Zhao Ritian's Tiandao Emperor sword instantly penetrated into the chest of an elder. The terrifying sword energy spurted out. The elder's eyes were filled with an extremely frightened look, and the whole person was instantly wiped out.
stand up.
Another elder died in the hands of Zhao Ritian.
"Brother Ling Xiao, I think it's enough to keep one person, and kill all the others."
Zhao Ritian smiled coldly.
"How dare you"
Zichuan, Zihe and others were all stunned, their whole bodies were trembling violently, and there was a trace of fear in their eyes.
Only then did they realize that Ling Xiao was really not afraid of His Highness and that he really knew how to kill people.
"Are you people from the Purple Moon God Clan a bunch of idiots? You still can't see the situation clearly. I don't want to ask you a second time. Has anyone told me the origin of His Highness?"
Ling Xiao sighed softly, and his eyes slowly swept across the people of the Ziyue Divine Clan.
"Ling Xiao, I am the cause of all this. If you let go of the rest of my Ziyue Divine Clan, I will tell you the origin of His Highness and I will give you my life."
Zi Ning'er said with trembling all over, suppressing the anger and hatred in her eyes.
She regrets extremely now, regrets why she went to the Five Color Altar to besiege Ling Xiao and others, regrets why she lured the wolf into the house, and ultimately killed her grandfather.
Although she wished she could tear Ling Xiao into pieces, she still wanted to protect the people of the Ziyue Divine Clan.
"First see if your information is enough to buy their lives."
Ling Xiao said calmly, as if he didn't have any sympathy for her.
As long as Zi Ning'er dares to hesitate at all, he doesn't mind killing all the members of the Ziyue Divine Clan.
"In fact, we don't know the origin of Your Highness, because we, the Ziyue God Clan, are not qualified to know His Highness's origins. Even my grandfather has only met His Highness once.
But you can’t even imagine the terror of His Highness. His Highness already controls dozens of worlds, and his legions of saints number in the millions. He can control the life and death of hundreds of millions of creatures in a world with just one word. He is so aloof that he is also the most powerful person in this era.
People who hope to become emperors
Although you are the chosen one, in front of His Highness, you are nothing more than the light of a firefly. The so-called five holy clans are not taken seriously by His Highness at all. Even the people of the other four holy clans are nothing more than the light of fireflies.
It was one of His Highness's maids who took action and captured them all.
Although today's prehistoric secret realm is extremely chaotic, His Highness is destined to be the lord of the prehistoric world, Ling Xiao. I have no need to deceive you. You are no match for His Highness. If you killed my grandfather, His Highness must already know it. At this moment, I say
Maybe they will send someone to the Ziyue God Clan.
If you let us go now and choose to seek refuge with His Highness, perhaps His Highness can spare your lives. Otherwise, no one can really save you."
Zi Ning'er said slowly, her voice extremely sincere. She was not threatening Ling Xiao and the others, but she was extremely convinced that Ling Xiao was no match for His Highness.
Although Zi Ning'er still didn't tell the origin of His Highness, her few words of description had already shown the power and terror of His Highness.
Controlling dozens of worlds and having millions of legions of saints under his command, what a terrifying power this is.
One maid captured Bai Hansong and everyone else.
You must know that although the Primordial Secret Realm is said to be only accessible to those strong below the Saint King realm, the other four major Saint clans still have their ancestors after all, so it is not difficult to send a few Saint King strong men in.
His Highness's maid is so powerful, so how powerful is His Highness?
Even Ling Xiao was very curious about His Highness.
"His Highness is really arrogant. He is even more arrogant than me, Zhao Ritian. I really want to see who this person is."
Zhao Ritian sneered and said with some displeasure.
He is the son of the Emperor of Heaven. Logically speaking, he is the real His Highness. Not only the human race, but also many powerful races in the heavens and worlds all call him His Highness the Crown Prince of Sun and Heaven.
His Highness' behavior exuded a strong sense of pretentiousness, which made Zhao Ritian instinctively feel very unhappy.
Just kidding, I am the son of the Emperor of Heaven and I am not called His Highness, so what kind of His Highness are you?
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