Chapter 169： World Chess Game

"Snee!"

Ling Xiao sat on top of Jiulong Jin Hu and sneezed unconsciously.

But he has become accustomed to this.

After all, there are countless people in Shengzhou who want to kill him now.

Each of them scolded Ling Xiao every day, and it was estimated that the latter could sneeze and belch directly.

Beside him, Jiu Youqiao carried a slight awe on her face.

She has seen everything the son has done these past few days.

A seventeen-year-old boy, with such a scheming and such a method, even Jiuyou felt terrified.

It's miserable.

As the enemy of the son, it is really too miserable.

Originally, Jiuyou just thought that following Ling Xiao, there would be such a glimmer of hope of revenge.

After all, the power of the sacred religion can no longer be described in terror.

It's not an exaggeration to cover the sky with one hand.

But now, she really feels, maybe one day, this young man in front of her can really stand on top of the Saint State.

In this chaotic world, it's not that people who have talent and opportunity can go to the end, and character is especially important.

Perseverance and impeccable Taoism are the basic cultivation of the children of destiny.

The difference between Ling Xiao and them is that he always seems to be able to guess the enemy's next actions, so as to prepare early.

"Jiuyou, you are on the Yaozu side, but what cronies do you have?"

Ling Xiao shook the glass cup and gently sipped the drink in it.

Hearing this, Jiuyou Dai's eyebrows clustered slightly, and he nodded after a long while.

"When my Liaofeng clan was prosperous, I ranked first among the three emperors of the demon clan. At that time, many demon clan cling to their feet, but hundreds of years have passed..."

Jiuyou seemed a little hesitant.

Yes, the human heart is the most fickle thing.

Only when one is strong can the so-called loyalty last forever.

Once fallen, the world is cold.

Even the past blessings will become the cause of falling into trouble.

Who asked you to give me good luck, who asked you to help me break through, and who asked you to protect my clan?

Who do you look down on? !

The Liaofeng clan has indeed been strong for a long time, but it has also disappeared for a long time.

Especially the current Jiuyou, although it is the realm of the **** king, it is no longer considered the top of the holy state.

If you show up rashly, you will inevitably not be targeted by others.

but…

"Jiuyou, after all, you are a monster race, and it is difficult to do anything in the east and west. The Holy Cult would not have thought that you could reshape your body after a hundred years, so..."

A hint of thought flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes.

What he is planning is the most terrifying force in the holy state, the holy religion!

It is still unknown whether there are noblemen in this teaching, but the vassal behind him is by no means as simple as a few supreme traditions.

It is absolutely impossible for Ling Xiao or even Ling Clan to completely overthrow it.

Therefore, he needs to lay a lot of chess pieces to reverse the situation when it is critical.

When I raised my arms, the forces of the Four Frontiers were rising, even if the sacred religion is strong like a cloud, what can it be?

Slaughter the world?

Ling Xiao smiled and shook his head. He can, because he is a demon.

The sacred teachings are not good, because they call themselves immortals.

"My son, in fact, I had this intention a long time ago. Although I don’t have to worry about pill medicine, I’m a monster clan, and I can’t practice in this eastern Xinjiang. It’s better... let me go back to northern Xinjiang, as long as I Be careful to cover your breath, no one can find out who I am."

Jiuyou's tone is particularly confident.

Of course, Ling Xiao also believed that a demon clan powerhouse who could survive from the hands of the holy religion definitely had some means he didn't know about.

"Okay, I'll give you a few things. You take them with you. With your cultivation base, you can also accumulate strength in secret when you return to Northern Xinjiang. Then, I will give you a proper identity."

The figure of Bai Zhixi flashed in front of Ling Xiao's eyes. With the means he arranged, I am afraid that the little girl must have endured the suffering of lovesickness now.

The value of his luck has been increasing, and the contribution of this nine-tailed princess must be indispensable.

Jiuyou is his **** in the Yaozu's secret, Baizhixi, of course, is the face of the face.

At the beginning, he didn't twist Bai Zhixi to death in the Northern Wilderness. Of course, it was not because of sympathy and pity, but because Yaozu had always hated the human race. He needed someone to help him accumulate the power of the monster race.

The body of Baizhixi's natural Taoism is still a weird spatial Taoism.

I am afraid that in a few years, she will become the proud girl of the demon tribe's oppressive generation.

That's probably what it means to be a young girl.

Ling Xiao opened the system mall, turned to the column of charms, exchanged a few charms, and handed them to Jiuyou.

"These are a few gods and escape charms, which can help you save your life. This is a magic charm that covers your breath. With your cultivation base, even if you think about it, the demon emperor may not be able to see through your identity."

Ling Xiao pondered for a moment, then took out some pills and Lingbao, and handed them all to Jiuyou.

"These elixirs and Lingbao can be used to win people's hearts."

joke.

Regardless of whether it is a man or a demon, a demon or an immortal, desire will never be annihilated.

On the contrary, it will only become more swollen as your identity cultivation base increases.

No one can completely resist the temptation. If there is, it is just because the temptation is not big enough.

"Thank you son!!"

Jiuyou's expression was stunned, and there was a trace of unidentified sentiment in his beautiful eyes.

In just one month, she went from being a remnant soul to the top **** king powerhouse in this holy state.

If it were not for the help of the son, this time would have been extended for decades or even a hundred years.

Thinking of Chu Yang's last struggle, Jiuyou felt inexplicably nauseous.

Young Master Shi Wushuang, this word is only suitable for Young Master Ling Xiao.

"Remember, no matter what trouble you encounter, life is critical. Our path has just begun. If there is something that cannot be solved, the sound transmission will call me."

Ling Xiao grinned, and Jiuyou had already stood up and respectfully worshipped him.

"On the day we meet the son again, Jiuyou will not disappoint the son's expectations."

When the words fell, her figure suddenly disappeared, but there was a hint of mist in her eyes.

Life matters, this is just the beginning.

My son, I really care about myself.

She understood that the son sent her to northern Xinjiang not just to experience herself.

It is to control more powerful people and even forces, so that it can be called power!

A touch of forest suddenly flashed in Jiu You's eyes.

Ha ha.

Those who eat inside and out, your king, is back!

…

However, the expression on Ling Xiao's face gradually calmed down until Jiuyou breath completely disappeared.

The chess piece has fallen, and then the game is officially started.

Although now, his background and strength are not enough, but where does this go?

Calculating the time, he has only traveled here in one month.

And now, although the power he controls cannot be said to be able to contend with the supreme Taoism, it shouldn't be difficult to destroy a few first-rate forces!

Step by step, be cautious and low-key.

A villain has enough hatred himself, and kills people too high-profilely, isn't he seeking his own death?

He has only one chance.

The day when Ling Xiao truly revealed the identity of the Heavenly Demon to the public, it must be the time to fight the Shengjiao to the death.

"But at the moment, I still have to find a way to make Yun Mi and the Qin clan just face it."

The Eastern Frontier forces are naturally the first choice for Ling Xiao to be able to place chess pieces.

If they can't be inserted, they will be beaten to autism and be honest.

The Qin Clan and Yunfan both belong to the supreme orthodoxy, and the hatred of the two disciples alone is obviously not enough if they want to go to war.

We still have to add some flame to them!

There are thousands of miles in the sea of ​​clouds, Jiulong pulls out.

Who would have thought that the young man who was sitting upright was planning the overall situation of the world at this time? We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.