Chapter 1374： Exclaimed

"Xia Chen?"

Qingyang opened his mouth slightly and exclaimed in exaggeration, "The young master is really innocent. Xia Chen was killed by the descendant of the ghost clan a long time ago, but the sage Chi Luo next to you told me about this."

"You really don't cry without seeing the coffin."

Ling Xiao turned his head and glanced at Chi Luo. The latter immediately understood him and raised his foot to the powerhouse of the Temple of Killing. "Everyone, three hundred years ago, Qingyang threatened me with the holy land of Jade Lake and forced me to take a shot. Xia Chen, this ghost bead is actually obtained by killing the third descendant of the ghost clan in the main town of Palace Xia Chen. I swear with Dao heart that today what Chi Luo said is true."

"Ha ha ha, Chi Luo ah Chi Luo, you really have not changed your mind. You betrayed Xia Chen at the beginning, but now you betray me."

Hearing this, the elders of the slaying temple fell into silence again.

They actually had doubts in their hearts about what happened three hundred years ago.

However, Qing Yang's methods were too harsh, and now with the support of the Great Elder, there was no one daring to oppose him in the entire Temple of Killing.

What's more, Xia Chen is dead, but Qing Yang has proved his natural ability in these three hundred years.

Follow him and kill the temple will be able to regain its glory.

"Qingyang, you are despicable and shameless, even if you die today, I will clean up Xia Chen's grievances."

Chi Luo looked excited, suddenly raised his hand to pluck off a white jade hairpin from his head and crushed it severely.

Suddenly, a terrible killing force crashed down.

The runes condensed, the splendor spurted, and the entire space instantly shattered.

"This...this is... the Mark of Killing God?!"

"The Mark of Killing God! How could this mark be in Chi Luo's hands?"

This time, the faces of the elders of the Temple of Killers could no longer remain calm.

This imprint is left by the Killing God, and it not only has the inheritance of this ancient Killing God, but also a symbol of the identity of the Lord of the Killing God Temple.

"Elders, this mark was handed over to me by Xia Chen before he was born. Now...I will return it to the descendants of Xia Chen. I hope you can follow the ancestors of the Temple of Killing and recognize who is the owner of the Temple of Killing. "

Chi Luomei's eyes were red, and she turned to look at Yu Yi, "Senior Yu... May I ask who is Miss Xia..."

"give it to me."

Bai Ling said indifferently, and raised his hand to **** the imprint of the killing god.

She and Ling Xiao share the soul seal, Yu Yi and Xia Zhimeng dared not refute at all.

After doing all this, Chi Luo just breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person felt relieved.

"Chi Luo, Chi Luo, you are still so innocent."

From beginning to end, Qing Yang didn't have a trace of panic, and even a hint of sarcasm was on his face.

"If three hundred years ago, you took out this seal and told these lies, it might be possible to recommend a puppet to sit on the position of the master of the killing god, but now..."

Qing Yang shook his head and looked up at the black-clothed young man above his head, "Killing the temple is my Qingyang power, Ling Xiao, I will give you a choice, go, or... die."

"I promised Xia Chen that I will help him regain the Temple of Killing."

Ling Xiao's expression was indifferent, and there were not too many surprises in his eyes.

With Qing Yang's xinxing means, three hundred years, enough time for him to turn the Temple of Killing into a sect that truly belonged to him.

The reason why Ling Xiao bothered to find Chi Luo and Yu Yi was just to...have a legitimate reason to punish Qing Yang and buckle a black pot on the head of the Realm Lord's Hall.

As for loyalty, it's just not enough chips for betrayal.

As long as Qingyang dies, these powerhouse killers will eventually kneel at the victor's feet.

"Ling Xiao, I heard that you have the name of the invincible generation. If you die in the hands of the Supreme Lord of the Gods of Death, I am afraid that the Ling clan will not give up. Why... let's gamble."

Qing Yangyin smiled coldly, he was not afraid of Ling Xiao, but it didn't mean he dared to kill Ling Xiao.

Especially now that the world lord is missing, the seven hall lords are unable to retreat, even Xue Shaojun has tolerated a lot of low-key, naturally he dare not touch the Ling clan's bottom line at this time.

"Oh? What to bet?"

Ling Xiao stood in the void, surrounded by divine glory, with aloof tolerance.

At this time, his smile was quite intriguing. This villain's routine is indeed the case. He has always liked gambling games.

For a holy realm and one rank, if it is a man of destiny, Ling Xiao still needs to worry a little bit.

But, an unlucky villain...what right does he have to scream in front of him.

"You and I fight, you lose, get out, I lose... I will give you the position of the Lord of the Killing Temple!"

Qingyang smiled domineeringly, as everyone knows, the difference between the holy realm and the respected realm is like a damnation.

Under the holy realm, everything is mundane.

Even if Ling Xiao's combat strength is against the sky and the fairy posture is unmatched, how can he compete with him?

What's more, the methods of his Shadow Soul Palace have never been used in front of people.

That is the supreme supernatural power inherited from the Lord of Shadowsoul, even in the holy realm, it is difficult for anyone to stop it.

"I am not rare to kill the seat of the Lord of the Temple. Today you...must die."

Ling Xiao's voice fell, and he stepped out directly.

Around him, the colorful mist suddenly spewed, evolving into the galaxy thousands of miles, and fell straight towards Qingyang.

The sky collapsed, and all the ways were all together.

Thousands of thousands of avenues gathered in one palm, imprisoning heaven and earth and suppressing vitality.

Time, emptiness, darkness, and flames, alternately appearing, faintly, everyone seems to see the palmprint, encompassing a whole river of epochs, intertwined into billions of stars, and the vastness of indescribable magic.

This scene was too shocking.

At this moment, even Qing Yang, the contempt in his eyes instantly solidified.

He knew that Ling Xiao was very strong, but he didn't expect him to be so strong.

That vast and falling star sea is simply more spectacular than the meteor shower he had seen with his sister before.

"Huh! I'm so sacred, I want to kill the saint too!"

Qing Yang raised his head and looked at the palm prints falling from the sky, gradually dazzling a touch of warfare in his eyes.

In the past three hundred years, he has been practicing in retreat in Qingyao Mountain, and has never competed with people of his generation.

Now it seems that this chaotic world is really enchanting.

"Om!"

Outside Qing Yang, there are also thousands of rays of sunshine, and in his hand, a crystal clear sword appears out of thin air.

The starry sea is colorful, transforming a divine front of a thousand feet, killing Wu Bi, and suddenly slashing towards that spiritual palm with the momentum of opening the sky.

The world was divided, and a heavy sword swept across the sky, smashing the countless stars.

The sky is full of brilliance, like a prosperous fireworks, shocking people's hearts.

At this moment, even if many powerhouses have stepped into the supreme realm, their faces are full of shock.

too frightening!

The combat power of these two contemporary evildoers is really terrifying!

With such a panic and unstoppable situation, it is really a bit of... 100,000 years ago, the grand conquests of the clans.

Qingyang stood in front of the temple, the clouds were light and breezy, and his face was a little arrogant.

Even if Ling Xiao's immortal posture is the same, but... he is only a respectable state after all.

As long as he exerts a trace of the power of Saint Rune for a while, all offensives will be self-defeating.

"Om!"

only!

Just as the blade cut down the stars and shattered the spirit seal, suddenly a loud sword chant came from the end of the star sea.

Shocking the clouds, forever!