Chapter 167： Dainichi Eucharist

When Ling Xiao was in the Northern Wilderness that day, he ran into a swordsman in white clothes chasing and killing Baizhixi.

That person's realm was at the breaking level, and now Ling Xiao's swordsmanship was plundered from him.

For some reason, when he heard what the ghost said at this time, Ling Xiao actually appeared in front of the person's silhouette.

Could there be such a coincidence?

Gan.

You ask me who do I ask?

Coincidentally, it's not the dog authors who have the final say.

It's just that Ling Xiao is slightly puzzled that if the white-clothed swordsman who slaughtered the Lin family that day, could it be said that... it was the Blood Soul Temple who destroyed the Lin family?

How did a small town on the eastern frontier and a declining small clan attract the attention of the forces.

You know, in this holy state land, the words Blood Soul Temple are far more deterrent than Ling Clan and Ten Thousand Dao Demon Sect.

But with such a huge creature, a powerful Daoist came to annihilate a shabby little clan?

Is it possible that this Lin family is still hiding something treasure?

It's just that this idea just emerged, and it was instantly extinguished by Ling Xiao.

If the Lin family really has any treasure, it must be Lin Xi.

But Ling Xiao had basically seen the trump cards on Lin Xi's body, most of which were bestowed by the grandfather in the ring.

And grandpa, he should have picked it up after falling off the cliff...

strange.

"My son, what's the matter with you?"

Ghost Ying looked at Ling Xiao suspiciously, especially the gloominess between the latter's eyebrows at this time, which made him somewhat worried.

"If it's not easy for the son to do it, I will kill that Lin Xi now!"

"No, Uncle Gui, you go back and tell your father that I don't have to intervene in my affairs, and...the Qin clan and the Yunxiaoxianzong will have a battle in the near future. I will go back and discuss with the enemy to see if I can plan from it. After a while, you bring this paper letter to your father."

Ling Xiao shook his head and handed Ghost Ying a piece of gold paper.

How can a cute little like Lin Xi kill him?

If he died in someone else's hands, the reward for the kill would be lost.

"Qin Clan and Cloud Millet Immortal Sect?"

Ghost Ying's face was taken aback for a moment, and immediately seemed to think of something, a flash of horror suddenly flashed in his eyes, "The son said..."

What happened at the peak of the sun yesterday has already been passed back to the Ling clan.

Although this matter is full of strangeness, it has to be said that at the moment, whether it is Ma Liang or Qin Leng, it is related to the two supreme integrity of the face.

This matter is said to be big, but it is not too small to say it is small.

But in any case, these two forces will never be as close as before.

"Go, I want to go back to the Ten Thousand Dao Demon Sect, Uncle Gui, it's okay... Don't follow me."

Ling Xiao's last sentence was obviously an order rather than a discussion.

Hearing that, the ghost nodded, and the figure disappeared instantly.

"It's getting more and more interesting, Lin Xi, don't let me down."

Although Ling Xiao hadn't guessed the identity of Sister Lin Xi now, it was useless to think about it. As long as she appeared in front of her, Ling Xiao would definitely recognize her.

"My son... I prepared some food and drinks in the main hall. If you wake up, please use it with your wife."

Ling Ping's voice suddenly came from outside the hall.

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly and pushed out the door, and he saw that the latter was standing outside the door with a humble expression on his face.

"Meet the son!"

Behind him, his seven-bedroom concubine was still standing.

"It seems that City Lord Ling has been very moisturized in this Qingxiao City."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, but Ling Ping knelt directly on the ground, his face panicked.

"Master... Master, the old slave is terrified."

Although his surname was Ling, he was bestowed by the Ling clan, and in the eyes of Ling Xiao, he was still just a slave and maidservant.

"Qin Leng sent it back?"

"Back to the son, the old slave personally sent him back to the Qin clan."

"Oh? Has the Qin people ever been suspicious?"

Ling Xiao nodded, this Lingping is still safe to do things, at least the layout of Qingxiao City wants to be in line with his wishes.

"No, that Qin Leng is a descendant of the Qin Clan after all. Although his talent is not top-notch, he still has some status in the Qin Clan."

The implication of Ling Ping's words was that Qin Leng must have said many good things about Ling Xiao in his clan.

Ling Xiao felt that such an upright boy could still use it more in the future.

No, I should help him a lot.

For example, all the descendants of the Qin clan have fallen, and none of the collateral Tianjiao has died. Isn't this Qin clan's successor about to fall into Qin Leng's hands?

After all, the look in the eyes of the young man of the Qin clan before leaving can not deceive people, he really loves me!

Unfeeling Leng Shao, you are going to be developed!

"You did very well."

Ling Xiao dropped a few blue pills casually and walked towards the air with his foot raised.

There, his Jiulong Jin Hu has been waiting for a long time.

"City Lord Ling, pay more attention to your body."

…

Qin nationality land.

What is different from the land of the Ling clan is that this place is not deep in the mountains, but a prosperous ancient city.

In the middle of the ancient city, a magnificent golden palace stretches for thousands of miles.

That's right, this Qin clan's land is all made of real gold and jade, demonstrating the supreme dignity.

The Qin nationality has passed on for thousands of years and has produced many powerful people.

In the eyes of mortals, this vulgar object is of great value. For the Qin people, it is nothing more than the material used to build the palace, and it is not worth mentioning.

It's just that today's Qin Clan's holy palace is covered by a cloud of clouds.

Several elders in white clothes stood in the air, and the momentum surging above them was comparable to the mighty sky.

Below a few people, a few powerful Qin kings showed vigilance, but their faces were also a little angry.

"Feng Baiyang, you rushed into my Qin Sacred Palace, are you planning to start a war?"

A strong king of the Qin clan glared at the old man headed in midair and shouted coldly.

The old man is dressed in white, standing with his hands behind him.

Although there was only a ray of power from the whole body, it eclipsed this world.

Feng Baiyang, the great elder of Yunfan Xianzong, one of the two great emperors of Yunfan.

Rumor has it that this great elder had already ascended to the emperor realm a hundred years ago, and his cultivation was unfathomable.

"Tell Emperor Qin to come out and speak."

It was just that Feng Baiyang ignored the clamor of those few Qin **** kings, stepping out, and wanted to force the Qin clan.

You know, for any supreme orthodoxy, to break into the ancestral land is a great provocation.

But unfortunately, this Feng Baiyang is a real God Emperor powerhouse, and with their few God King realms, they dare not stop it at all.

"Hehe, Elder Feng Da came here, I don't know what is going on."

At this moment, there was a sneer in the depths of the holy palace.

Immediately a ray of golden light bloomed from the sky, like a big sun, revealing the supreme majesty.

The ancient Qin method, the Great Eucharist, is the supernatural power of Shengzhou.

And as the sunlight fell, a figure in a golden robe suddenly stepped from the void, and reached Feng Baiyang and the others in just one step.

"Ok?"

Seeing this scene, Rao couldn't help his eyes condensing because of the cultivation base of the great elder Yun Mi.

"Haha, no wonder the Qin clan is so arrogant. It turns out that Emperor Qin is so arrogant. It turns out that Emperor Qin has a high level of cultivation."Our villains don’t want to