Chapter 1654： a fierce battle

"boom!!"

In Taixu Mountain, trees collapsed and rocks collapsed.

A wave of spiritual power visible to the naked eye swept away, killing thousands of souls.

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and stood in the sky with his hands behind his back, his eyes slightly gloomy.

In front of him, an old man in golden robe looked solemn, looked at Pengsheng who was slumped on the ground with bitter eyes, and sighed deeply.

"Who are you?"

Ling Xiao's tone was calm and detached.

"The ancestor of the Holy Emperor Palace, Yu Feiyu."

The old man smiled humbly, and bowed his hands slightly towards Ling Xiao, "I hope the young master will spare his life for the sake of my Holy Emperor Palace. This kind of grace, my Holy Emperor Palace will definitely keep it in my heart."

At this time, the ancestor of the Holy Palace had no intention of attacking Ling Xiao at all.

He retreated all year round and never saw Ling Xiao at all.

The birth this time also acts as the identity of Pengsheng's Taoist protector.

only! !

A teenager who can crush Pengsheng, his background talent can only be more terrifying.

It is impossible for such a peerless evildoer to have no guardian beside him.

It's just that he is the supreme being of the ninth rank, and looking at Qingcang, he is also a top person.

If Pengsheng really died in Taixu Mountain today, where would the face of the Holy Emperor Palace be placed?

"Holy Emperor Palace?"

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, seemingly gentle, but gave people endless oppression, "What if I don't agree?"

"Hehe, this son, here... it is Taixu Mountain after all..."

"Are you threatening me?"

Ling Xiao suddenly laughed, really.

In the next moment, he saw his footsteps striding forward and swept away directly towards Pengsheng.

"Ancestor!! Save me!! Woohoo!"

Feeling the sudden surge of power above his head, there was no trace of arrogance on Pengsheng's face.

What invincible Dao heart, the will to hold the sky, at this time, how ridiculous!

"You dare!"

Yu Feiyu's eyes suddenly froze, but at the moment when his palm stretched out, he saw an immortal figure appearing in front of him.

In just an instant, the spiritual power in his body completely disintegrated.

Even the body and soul seemed to turn into nothingness in the sight of this fairy shadow.

It's like a dream, very unreal.

"thump!"

With a muffled sound, Yu Feiyu's figure fell from the sky, his bones were broken, and only a ray of vitality remained.

Beside him, Pengsheng didn't even let out a scream, his whole head was crushed by Ling Xiao's foot.

"The third one, the Holy Emperor Palace, is really full of talents."

Ling Xiao smiled, turned his head to look at Yu Feiyu, then raised his foot and walked towards Zhao Shuanger, who had already been terrified and twitched.

The reason why he didn't order the immortal corpse to kill Yu Feiyu was not because of his kindness.

If he is alive, he will bring a deeper shadow to the Holy Emperor Palace.

In this way, those who try to provoke the Ling Clan will be apprehensive and fearful, and no matter how strong their fighting spirit is, they will slowly die under this emotion.

It is still possible to go against the sky, but to go against me has no chance of life.

"The first...the third..."

Suddenly, Yu Feiyu seemed to think of something, his face suddenly turned pale, and there was no trace of blood.

When he was born today, he heard about the recent changes in the Holy Emperor Palace.

It is said that the descendants of the two great emperors of the Holy Palace died in the hands of one person.

With Pengsheng, there are three people!

The young master of the Ling clan, Ling Xiao!

It turned out to be him! !

Yu Feiyu closed his eyes in despair, and now he finally understood what kind of existence he had provoked today!

"Gong... son..."

Zhao Shuang'er stood in front of the tree hole, her lips trembling, she had never been in awe.

although! !

With her strength, she never saw clearly how Yu Feiyu was seriously injured and fell, breaking all the bones of the Supreme Being.

However, the strength of this young man in front of him is terrifying.

He suppressed Pengsheng with one punch, and smashed the head of the Holy Palace Young Emperor with one foot in front of a ninth-rank Supreme Being.

How bold and powerful is this?

Looking at the blue sky, how many people can have such a spirit?

"That person just now, entered?"

Ling Xiao's eyes were indifferent, looking at the tree hole Lingxuan in front of him.

The Five Treasures of Reincarnation are the most terrifying creations in the world.

Ever since Ling Xiao learned of Wuzang's existence, he has arranged the chess game in front of him.

Today's Zhang Jiuji is already a rat crossing the street, and the two races are angry.

I am afraid that as long as he reveals a little bit of his identity, he will be captured and killed immediately.

Therefore, no matter how aggrieved he was in his heart, he would not show up rashly.

And by virtue of the Holy Body of Creation, his immortal path will definitely be ups and downs.

As long as he stays in the dark and grows quietly, he may surprise everyone.

Of course, ideals are beautiful and should be firmly believed.

But in reality, I have the final say.

"Um...in...in..."

Zhao Shuang'er's pretty face flushed, and at such a close distance, she was even more shocked by the temperament of the young man in front of her...

That indifferent and detached face, which does not eat fireworks, is a fatal temptation for any girl.

"Do you know his identity?"

Ling Xiao turned his head and looked at Zhao Shuang'er tenderly.

Compared with before, at this time he is like the last tenderness in the turbulent world.

Those eyes alone are enough to make people fall.

"I... I don't know, I only know that his name is Gong Jiu. He was introduced to me by the senior brother, saying that he knows some Feng Shui and can help me find this fortune."

Zhao Shuang'er lowered her head, her pretty face blushed, and she didn't dare to look at Ling Xiao at all.

But even so, at this time, she could still feel her heart beating, throbbing with fear.

"Gong Jiu..."

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, "You were deceived by him."

"what?"

Zhao Shuang'er raised her head suddenly, as if she was a little puzzled.

"His name is Zhang Jiuji, and he is a general of the Heavenly Demon Ministry."

"Zhang Jiuji!!!"

Hearing this, Zhao Shuang'er's face turned pale instantly, especially the legend about this demon has long been clamoring.

According to rumors, this demon was cruel and emotionless, and even his fellow disciples and sisters were killed by him.

But when he thought of all the ridicule that everyone had made towards him, Zhao Shuang'er felt a chill rise from the bottom of his heart, and became more and more fearful.

"Okay, go back. Your father is still waiting for you in the sect. Leave it to me here. I'm afraid there will be a fierce battle later. It's not suitable for you to be here."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, raised his feet and walked towards the tree hole.

The reason why he didn't kill Zhao Shuang'er was to leave a living room to witness his loyalty.

As Ling Xiao got the inheritance of the emperor, he gradually felt the terror of the power of faith.

That kind of illusory power, at the moment when the beliefs of the human race converge, will make people feel awe-inspiring and the sky will be ups and downs.

And where does the power of faith come from?

The easiest way to do this is to have a son… righteousness!

Fellow Daoists, now you have the opportunity to witness the birth of the Emperor, what are you waiting for, quickly help me become immortal! !

"Evil... bad battle?"

Zhao Shuang'er trembled slightly, and bowed deeply towards Ling Xiao, "Thank you for your life-saving grace, I haven't asked for your name yet."

As a general of the Heavenly Demons, just because of his identity, he is simply not something that people of Zhao Shuang'er's level can touch.

Leaving here is a gift from the son to her.

"Ling clan, Ling Xiao."