Chapter 175： Goddess comes

Ling clan, in the temple.

Emperor Ling looked at a sheet of gold paper in his hand, with a hint of thought in his eyes.

The letter was brought back by Ling Xiao's ghost image.

The above described in detail what happened on the top of the sunset mountain and Ling Xiao's next plan.

With Ghost Shadow's loyalty and cultivation base, Ling Xiao was naturally trustworthy.

The Qin and Ling clan have hated for thousands of years, and the hatred between the two clan can be described as incompatible.

Now that it's hard to get a chance to suppress the Qin Clan, Emperor Ling will certainly not let it go.

"What else did Xiaoer say?"

There was no expression on Ling Di's face, and he had no worries about Ling Xiao's plans.

It's just a few dark sons, and they can be laid down if they die.

But the opportunity is missed, but it is really gone.

"The son said that he would go to discuss with the 10,000 enemies, and take a two-pronged approach to Longtan..."

Halfway through the ghost image, he always felt that there was ambiguity in what the son said.

Go straight to Longtan?

Is it the Qin Clan or Yunyun?

"It's a two-pronged approach and go straight to Longtan!"

Emperor Ling's face condensed, as if there was a picture in front of his eyes.

"You can do it yourself."

"Yes! Emperor."

Ghost Ying took the gold paper in Emperor Ling's hand and watched Ling Xiao's plan in detail. Because of his temperament, there was a hint of horror in his eyes.

The son is worthy of being the man who will be in charge of the Ling Clan and the Ten Thousand Dao Demon Sect.

This courage is by no means comparable to an ordinary Tianjiao.

Even the one in front of him, at his age, is afraid that he does not have such a deep scheming.

The whole hall suddenly became quiet.

Emperor Ling raised his head and looked at the sky outside the hall, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised a bit of playfulness.

Worthy of being the son of my Ling Tianlin, with this method, why fear the holy religion?

Heavenly Sword Fairy Sect, a small road up the mountain.

A white dress came slowly, Chiguo’s jade feet stepped on green lotus, like a true fairy in the sky, decimated into the world.

"Goddess...Goddess...you can't go up, I haven't notified it yet!"

Behind him, two disciples of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect followed closely with bitter expressions, but their eyes were filled with awe and obsession.

The goddess of the Taoist palace, the fairy face of all the races.

The rumors are true. Although Nian Qingyun's face is covered with white gauze at this time, the eyes that are only exposed to the outside seem to contain clear water, such as the depth of the abyss, and it seems that there are 10,000 kinds of customs hidden.

"Ye Qingchan, where is it?"

Nian Qingjun didn't pay attention to the two people's obstruction, Lianbu still moved lightly and headed towards the top of the peak.

For some reason, she felt annoyed for a while since she heard the name.

Yes, quite suddenly.

Although Ling Xiao had already explained Ye Qingchan's origin to her.

But the more Nian Qingjun thinks about it, the more it feels that something is wrong, even if Ye Qingchan's life is pitiful, as for Ling Xiao to take her from the Northern Wilderness to Shengzhou within a long distance?

Given her spiritual stone, wouldn't life be more nourishing in the small 18th-line area like the Northern Wilderness?

Humph!

Dare to give the gift of my engagement to another woman in person?

Ling Xiao, you are such a brave.

"Junior Sister Ye?"

The eyes of the two Moriyama disciples condensed, and there was a little surprise on their faces.

No one knew what Ling Xiao had done that day.

It's just that they never dreamed that this goddess, who has always been cold as frost, would actually come because of this.

"Goddess, Junior Sister Ye has been in retreat for five days, you..."

"Tell me where she is."

Nian Qingjun stopped and looked back at the Shoushan disciple calmly, who instantly collapsed and almost vomited blood and fell to the ground.

It's so cold, so terrible!

This Nian Qingyun is worthy of the Taoist palace goddess, the holy state evildoer, this kind of cultivation base, I am afraid that he is the true biography of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect, and none of it is his opponent.

"goddess…"

"It turns out that the Taoist Goddess has arrived."

Just when the two disciples were embarrassed, suddenly an old figure slowly fell from the sky.

The descendant of the Ling clan, the goddess of the Taoist palace.

The identity and background of these two people can be called terrifying in the east of Shengzhou.

Especially now that the two of them are tied together again, they are both prosperous and prosperous.

"Meet the lord."

The two disciples suddenly bowed and bowed, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This goddess is beautiful, but her temper is really cold and ruthless.

Of course, people's absolute coldness is for their cousins.

For Young Master Ling Xiao, maybe he was enthusiastic.

"Sect Master Duan."

Nian Qingyun leaned slightly, her face still cold.

"Hehe, I wonder what the goddess is doing here?"

Although Duan Wuyong had a smile on his face, he sighed bitterly in his heart.

Of these two people, which is a disaster star, I am afraid that it will be fine for him to come to the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect.

"Where is the sword that Ling Xiao gave you?"

Nian Qingyun said calmly, as if he didn't feel any pressure at all because of Duan Wuyong's identity.

As the **** emperor, the Ling Clan and Misty Dao Palace were jealous, precisely because the masters of these two powers generally had a higher realm.

"Uh... Goddess is going to..."

A hint of surprise flashed in Duan Wuyong's eyes. Is it possible that this goddess went up the mountain to return to the sword?

Not so much.

Although that Qiu'a Divine Sword is indeed the treasure of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords, it should not be enough for Nian Qingjun to put down his face.

Could it be...

"If it's on the Sect Master, then trouble Sect Master to give it to me, and I will send it to Ye Qingchan myself."

Nian Qingjun stretched out that white jade hand and whispered towards Duan Wuyong.

Ye Qingchan has been in retreat for five days?

So, did this Tianjian disciple retreat on the day he was engaged to Ling Xiao?

If nothing happened between the two, why didn't she accompany Duan Wuyong to pay respects, and instead chose to retreat?

Humph, there must be something tricky, I'm afraid it's sad.

"This…"

Duan Wuyong seemed a little hesitant, Ye Qingchan is still in a critical period of retreat.

If Nian Qingjun went to disturb him at this time, there might be something wrong with it.

"Goddess, or else, we don't need this divine sword, how about you leaving?"

In the end, Duan Wuyong suddenly shook his head, took out the Qiu'a divine sword with a smile on his face, and handed it to Nian Qingjun's hand.

He intended that he didn't want Ye Qingchan to have too much involvement with Ling Xiao.

That kid is very evil, and now even this ruthless Taoist girl is going to fall, he is really worried that Ye Qingchan is holding the divine sword that Ling Xiao gave her every day.

See things and think about people.

In this way, how to achieve supreme kendo? !

"An artifact?"

Nian Qingjun raised her brows lightly, and the corners of her mouth under the white gauze raised a touching arc.

The divine sword Ling Xiao gave me is an ancient relic!

Even if it is not complete now, it is still in the category of artifacts.

Although the sword in front of me looks dazzling, it obviously has nothing to do with antiquity!

Suddenly, Nian Qingjun felt a touch of satisfaction.

She was stunned when she turned her face, why did I have such thoughts?

Damn Ling Xiao, I will personally punish you on Wanzong Huiwu.

Well, just use the Seven Tribulations Divine Sword that you gave me!

"Om!"

Just when Nian Qingyun was secretly resentful, a loud sword chant suddenly came from a distant mountain top.

Like a sea of ​​sword intent swept away, instantly shattering thousands of miles of clouds. We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.