Chapter 1456： Contemporary imperial

"Yes, Patriarch!"

The elder of the Blood Feather tribe bowed and bowed, just about to turn around and leave, but a hint of hesitation appeared in his eyes.

"By the way, the head of the clan, there was news from the Demon King Palace, saying that... an adult from the upper realm deliberately joined forces with my blood feather clan, and he will soon come to Ningzhou..."

"Demon Palace?"

The blood feather clan master frowned and hesitated slightly.

Although this power is not as good as the three major gods, it is also the top existence in Kyushu.

The land of Yingzhou, ancient mountains and rivers, has always been the place where the great monsters occupies.

And the Demon King Palace was founded by a few great demon of heaven and earth!

Of course, a single Demon King Palace is not worthy of the Blood Feather Clan's fear.

However, this great figure in the upper realm could not tolerate the blood feather clan being cautious.

Although the blood feather clan contained the most noble blood of the upper realm, endless years passed, this clan finally fell under the suppression of the heavenly realm of the necromantic realm.

And the power of the upper realm that can be called an adult by the Demon King's Palace, I'm afraid the origin is not simple.

only!

The blood feather clan leader is slightly puzzled, why did this upper realm choose to join forces with the blood feather clan?

You know, among the three great **** races, the one with the deepest background is the black demons.

And the clan with the most people is the green ghost clan.

How it looks, it seems that they should be the best choice for allies.

Something's wrong!

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

"Clan Lord, how about... I will lead the elders to transform Xianzong to find out the cause of the young lady's fall, and you will stay in the clan and wait for the power of the Demon King Palace to arrive?"

The Great Elder Yuhua and Shen Sheng said, but the blood feather clan leader shook his head, "To destroy a Huaxianzong, it does not take three days to go back and forth, it is too late."

"Yes!"

Feathering and his eyes gleam slightly, but in the end he didn't say much.

A day's time, in the blink of an eye.

Before the Great Hall of Huaxianzong, Lin Yan's blood had already dried up.

It's just that his bones have already been slapped to pieces by Ling Xiao, and it is impossible to heal.

That's right!

Before coming to Huaxianzong, he met a man from the upper realm and recruited him in every possible way.

The man claimed to come from an immortal heritage and was powerful, even in the land of the upper realm, he was second to none.

However, Lin Yan's talent was too bad, and it would be a pity to stay in the lower realm.

However, although Lin Yan yearned for the upper realm, it was difficult to let go of the hatred of Concubine Hua and Lin Wuji.

Therefore, he did not rush to agree, but wanted to avenge his blood and make a decision.

But he didn't expect that a simple counterattack slapped his face originally attracted such a terrifying existence as Ling Xiao.

If Lin Yan had expected it well, the boy in black should also be from the upper realm.

Therefore, he crushed the spiritual jade in an attempt to save his life.

This kind of practice made Lin Yan a little ashamed.

However, only when he is alive can he prove himself and trample to death all the enemies who have brought him shame.

"Om!"

until!

At the end of the world, suddenly there were streams of light flickering.

Immediately afterwards, countless powerful auras swept from far away and soon appeared in the sky above Huaxianzong.

The head is a young man in white, handsome and awe-inspiring.

Behind him, four young men and women followed, and behind the five was an old man in a gray robe.

The breath of these six people is extremely powerful, especially the white-clothed young man, although he is a little older, he is not over a thousand years old.

But his body actually seemed to contain a trace of holy meaning.

"Lin Yan!"

When he saw Lin Yan trapped in the center of the square with a languid breath, a ray of killing intent suddenly appeared on the face of the white-clothed youth.

In his opinion, there is no need to worry about this land of the lower realm.

Even the three big sinners never dared to be an enemy of him.

And Lin Yan crushed the spirit jade he had left behind, and he had already agreed to worship the sect behind him.

He came today just to let Lin Yan see his strength!

"Brother Joe..."

Lin Yan looked up with difficulty, her eyes trembling.

Although he didn't know, why the black-clothed boy didn't kill him.

However, the presence of everyone in front of him still moved him somewhat.

At this time, Lin Yan didn't know that Yu Xuanyi had died in Ye Qingchan's hands. He only thought that she... escaped in the chaos.

When Lin Yan wanted to come, Yu Xuanyi would never abandon herself easily. Most of her leaving... the Hui people have shaken her!

And with the protection of the Blood Feather Clan and these people from the upper realm, the black-clothed boy should not dare to do anything recklessly!

"Who is it! Dare to hurt you like this!"

The white-clothed youth and others descended from the sky with a touch of resentment on their faces.

At this time, he could feel that the spiritual power in Lin Yan's body had been completely suppressed, and his vitality had been depleted.

Even with such a serious injury, even with his combat body, it must be an extremely slow process to recover.

"Brother Joe...Yes..."

"Don't worry! No matter who it is today, I will personally avenge you."

The young man in white snorted coldly, showing his hegemony.

However, at the moment his voice fell, he saw several figures suddenly walking in the hall in the distance.

And the peerless figure in black clothes made his eyes slightly condensed, and there was an unspeakable anxiety in his heart.

"Vengeance?"

The corners of Ling Xiao's mouth raised, his expression extremely gentle.

At this moment, he could see that the white-clothed youth was really lucky.

The number of seven thousand is almost the same as Lin Yan, with a strange bloodline in his body.

Although neither of them reached the category of the Son of Destiny, they were meat anyway.

What's more, these upper realm evildoers were originally Ling Xiao's potential enemies.

If the Ling clan wants to destroy the main hall of the world and stand tall in the sky, it is bound to be an enemy of the sky and the earth.

No matter what choice those immortal inheritances will make in the end, but the more enchanting the people of the same generation, it is better to... die.

After all, they are all in the hearts of their respective sects... an opportunity to fight for the sky.

What Ling Xiao had to do was to personally break these opportunities one by one.

In the end, it is a complete achievement for everyone!

"You are... Ling Xiao, the young master of the Ling clan?!"

The white-clothed youth's eyes were solemn, and he guessed Ling Xiao's identity in an instant.

Contemporary people can give him such an oppression, by no means more than ten fingers.

Especially at this young age, he looks extremely young.

And with such a dominance, apart from the few people in the sequence, only the young master of the Ling clan, Ling Xiao, looked at Qing Cang.

Peerless in black, supreme fairy posture!

Unexpectedly, he encountered the most difficult opponent after only seven days in the lower realm.

After all, the forces of the Lower Realm this time really have the strength to compete for the ultimate good fortune, and there are only so many parties in total.

And these forces are already in opposing positions.

The battle for good fortune is sometimes a battle for luck.

Fortunately, in this lower realm, the strongest is no more than a holy realm, so... the deterrence of the Ling clan has been reduced a lot.

"Since you recognize it, it's easier to handle. I really want to know, how do you want to avenge him...?"

Ling Xiao smiled and looked at the six people in front of him one by one.

Two holy realms and four noble realms.

Although the strength of the gray-clothed old man reached the level of the eighth rank of the Holy Realm, it was still not worth mentioning in Ling Xiao's eyes.

"Young Master Ling, I am the contemporary Yu Jue Shan in Tianque Mansion. I wonder if Young Master can spare my little brother the life of my face?"

Just as Lin Yan's expression was gloomy, waiting for his brother Qiao to show off his skills, he saw the latter suddenly bowing and his tone was respectful and authentic.