Chapter 174： The Devil Dragon Is Born

"Ling... Young Master Ling Xiao? Oh, Young Master, I really don't care about my business."

Taoist Huoyun knelt on the ground, crying Lihua with rain, and already hated the grandson Yin Zhengchun in his heart for a long period of time. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

Gan!

It's not good for you to provoke, but you want to provoke this big demon.

This descendant of the Ling clan became so cruel that he even killed his own people, and the Huo Yun Sect in the eastern borders of the holy state is an eighteenth-rate small sect. of.

These two turtle grandchildren dare to **** the woman whom the son is fond of?

After hesitating, Daoist Huoyun's face became more and more ferocious.

If... Yin Tianxing did not **** Lin Meng as his wife, and the latter was taken by the son again, they Huo Yunzong...

Hiss!

Great fortune! ! !

Destroyed! ! !

Yin Zhengchun, you are the ancient sinner of my Huoyun Sect!

At this time, Ling Xiao looked at the Huoyun Taoist with a changeable expression, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised a bit of playfulness.

The grandson of an elder Xiaozong who has no luck in his body, hastily embarked on the path of immortality. If he does not practice well, he will learn from others and use his power to suppress others?

Forget it, today you will teach you what it means to suppress others with power.

Ling Xiao got up, walked to the Huoyun Sect Master, and patted his shoulder lightly.

"Didn't you eat? Weep so quietly?"

"Hum hum hum hum !!!! Son mercy, mercy ah son !!"

Sect Master Huo Yun instantly collapsed to the ground, crying heartbreakingly.

He really didn't pretend, mainly because of Ling Xiao's fierce name... terrible! !

"Where is Lin Meng's family?"

Ling Xiao turned his head and glanced at Fu Yunyao, with a calm tone of voice.

The Son of Destiny can do things like grabbing a marriage, why can't he do it?

Lin Xi did it too. Although Ling Xiao was ruthlessly crushed in the end, the blame was only for his inability.

A small elder, afraid that the realm is in the state of breaking the illusion, right?

"Young Master, in Huoyun City under Huoyun Mountain."

Fu Yunyao covered her mouth and chuckled, the young master was so bad that she scared people into tears at every turn.

"Fire Cloud City?"

Ling Xiao nodded, raised his foot and kicked the Taoist Huoyun to the ground, "Not leading the way!"

"Uuuuuuu, hiccup?"

Sect Master Huoyun was taken aback for a moment, and a touch of excitement burst into his old face.

lead the way?

Gongzi won't kill me? !

Before he came, the Taoist Huoyun had already made preparations to die, and arranged the funeral in advance.

After all, the one who was summoned by the young master Ling Xiao could survive. Throughout the ages, it is not true. Throughout history, it is not true. In short, there is no one at all! ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to take his body back, so he asked his disciples to prepare a burial mound.

The little coffin lifted and blew the suona. At this moment, they are afraid that they have all opened their seats, right?

In addition to the nickname, a small sect in the east of Shengzhou held funerals and happy events at the same time, referred to as happy funeral.

"Not leaving yet?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, and the scared Taoist Huoyun almost used his full strength and furiously rushed towards the horizon.

The **** drove the strong to death, and the speed was terrifying, so when the Huoyundao man walked to the foot of the Ten Thousand Dao Demon Sect Mountain, he turned his head and found that the son hadn't followed, and he cried again.

Gan!

Hastily! !

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, then turned his head to look at Fu Yunyao, "Senior Sister Fu, let's rest in the sect. It will be Wanzong's martial arts soon, so be prepared."

Ling Xiao casually tossed Fu Yunyao a bottle of pill, and wanted to lift his foot to walk down the mountain, but suddenly there was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

"Roar!!"

The ear-splitting dragon roar suddenly resounded through the entire ten thousand sacred mountain.

The monstrous demon spirit swept away, and instantly enveloped the entire sky.

The black cloud fell, the demon's might billowed.

Even the tens of thousands of enemies stepped out of the hall at this time, their eyes raised in shock, looking at the terrifying monster shadow that was winding in the air. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

"Dragon!! It's a real dragon!!"

At this moment, above the ten thousand sacred mountain, a black dragon shadow stretching for hundreds of miles tore through the clouds, sending out bursts of harsh dragons.

All around him, the magic light surges, the power is overwhelming, and it can be called terrifying.

For a moment, the tens of thousands of enemies thought that a monster emperor had come.

But at this time, when he saw a figure standing on top of the devil dragon's head with his hand held, his eyes condensed fiercely again.

Star robe in white, pure and handsome.

Who is it if it's not Ling Xiao?

"Why... this magic dragon is Ling Xiao's mount?"

The enemy swallowed fiercely.

From his realm, it is easy to feel that the realm of this magic dragon has not stepped into the deceptive state.

But the magic power on his body is comparable to the Great Demon of the King Realm.

"Look! It's the magic dragon!!"

"What a terrible monster!!"

"This breath really makes me... want to pee."

"so horrible!!"

"Hey? There seems to be a figure on the head of the magic dragon?"

"What are you kidding about, how can such a fierce monster tolerate others' humiliation and step on top of their heads?"

"It's the young master!! It's the young master!!"

Countless demon sect disciples walked out of the cave and stood in front of the hall, looking up at the figure standing with their hands behind them. The shock in their eyes was almost condensed to the essence.

"Young Master! It's the Young Master's car!!!"

"Bull ratio! Less master and cow ratio!!"

"As expected to be the man who conquered the Taoist Goddess, the magic dragon and the phoenix are made in heaven!!"

The crowd began to cheer, boil, and finally reached a high dynasty.

But Ling Xiao just smiled indifferently, and drove away.

Xuan Qing peak.

Unexpectedly, Huahua could break through to the highest level of Xuanqing in such a short period of time.

Six-pin pill, really scary.

However, perhaps Huahua's bloodline is too tyrannical, even if it has already stepped half of its foot into the deception, it still hasn't transformed itself, nor has it awakened its talent.

According to rumors, the more terrifying the monster bloodline, the more difficult it will be to transform, and the more difficult it will be to awaken the natural vein talent.

This is a way of sanctions by heaven, a means to maintain the balance of all souls.

Of course, the rumors were true or false, Ling Xiao didn't know, after all, he came from a thousand degrees.

But obviously, with Huahua's current power, once she awakens her talent and supernatural powers, she is afraid that the entire Holy State will cause another shock.

Under the Ten Thousand Ways Sacred Mountain, Daoist Huoyun looked at the demon cloud shrouded above his head, his old face was already extremely pale.

"The son...deserves to be an invincible posture, even this magic dragon is willing to surrender... Yin Zhengchun, today I think you are going to die."

Thinking like this, the figure of the Taoist Huoyun instantly rose into the sky, rushing in front of Ling Xiao, and rushing towards the eastern border somewhere in anger.

At this moment, he was a little anxious to pinch to death the great elder that he usually praised with each other in his hands.

The land of eastern Xinjiang is changing from sunny to cloudy today.

There is a demon cloud that squeezes thousands of miles and tears through the sky, attracting countless ancient Taoist tribes to speculate, which demon king in northern Xinjiang is here?

But... when did the Yaozu have such courage to step into the territory of the human race so violently?

It was just guessing to guessing, and anger to anger. At this time, no one clan was willing to be the bird of this early, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble.

It's snowing in front of the door, and everyone has always cleaned it up.

Who is this big demon killing and cares about me? We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.