In the secret realm, war will start.
The time when historical sites and gods appeared.
Suddenly a black light rushed straight into the sky on the Jiao Clan's land.
Immediately afterwards, a vast and unparalleled momentum squeezed and spread across the country, covering the vast mile of Daze.
"Huh? What a terrible breath! Is the young master breaking through!"
Ye Shen and the others stood outside the hall, staring at the dark sky with shocking eyes.
Although the robbery cloud did not arrive at this time, the faint thunder in the main hall was enough to panic them.
"boom."
Finally, when the temple door opened, the young man in white walked slowly, and Ye Shen and others hurriedly bowed and bowed.
Even if they couldn't feel a trace of Ling Xiao's body, the shock from the soul still made them extremely frightened.
"Is there any news?"
Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, the third rank of the god, looking at the Saint State, it should be unprecedented for someone who can cultivate to this level at his age.
"Hui young master, on the sacred mountain of punishment where the criminal clan was located the day before, there was suddenly a black light all over the sky, I am afraid that there will be a treasure!"
Ye Shen whispered, and Ling Xiao's face almost instantly became gloomy.
"The day before yesterday? Why did you report this time?!"
Gan!
In two days, even if there is a heritage of good fortune in the ruins, I am afraid that they will be snatched by those children of destiny, right?
At this time, Ling Xiao couldn't wait to stew this night ginseng too, and make a full table!
"Uh, Young Master, didn't you say...no one is allowed to disturb?"
"You fucking..."
Ling Xiao gritted his teeth fiercely, and finally shouted in a cold voice, "Follow me to Xingzu!"
Since it was an ancient race in this secret realm, it would be difficult for Ling Xiao to break in easily if he wanted to come alone.
But now there are this group of free thugs, don't need it for nothing.
"Uh... Young Master, the old immortal set the rules. I waited for a few clans not to intervene in the trial, so I rushed to..."
Ye Shen's face was embarrassed, and his figure was straight. Behind him, the group of strong Jiao clan all showed a hint of hesitation.
"Ok?"
Ling Xiao glanced at Ye Shen coldly, and the latter suddenly felt a violent tremor in his heart and almost fell to his knees on the ground.
"Follow the Young Master to the death!"
A crowd of people marched toward the Xing Clan's holy mountain, and at the same time, countless monuments in the secret realm began to flicker.
Suddenly there was a fishy wind in the originally peaceful world, and the blood rained down, just like a scene of conquest.
"Nian Qingyun!! Dare to take my good fortune!!"
And in that barren mountain, two streams of light flashed away, especially the one behind, the whole body was full of blood, the face was hideous, and the coercion of the mid-breaking demise was rolling and surging, shocking the sky.
It was the Son of Yuanyue, Xia Chen.
Only at this time, there seemed to be bloodstains on Xia Chen's body, and his aura was a little sluggish. It was obvious that he had experienced a great battle.
A few feet away in front of him, Nian Qingjun held a colorful spiritual flower, and there was a faint smile on Qiao's face.
At this time, she seemed to experience a kind of happiness... never before.
A kind of...the happiness of standing behind people and enjoying the fruits of it.
"Huh, no wonder that **** Ling Xiao always likes to take advantage of others, it can indeed save a lot of effort."
Nian Qingjun turned her head and glanced at Xia Chen, immediately without hesitation, Misty Dao used her full strength, and the shadow disappeared in an instant.
"Nian Qingjun!!! You better not fall into my hands!!!"
Xia Chen gritted her teeth fiercely, **** woman! !
He fought hard for two days and killed several Dongjiang Tianjiao before he walked into the depths of the cave mansion. He didn't want to be beside this spiritual flower, there was a **** and monster guarding it!
Xia Chen tried his best. When fighting the monster **** battle, Nian Qingyun suddenly came, and his ethereal Dao stretched out, and easily picked off the colorful spirit flower.
That flower, named Seven Color Lingjin, is a wonderful thing to warm and nourish the soul.
Xia Chen's remnant soul was hiding in the soul-thirsty bead and slept for thousands of years. Although he is now reborn, the wound of the soul is still unhealed.
Originally, this flower belonged to his good fortune, but I didn't expect it! ! !
"Damn!!! I see where you go!!!"
…
Here, Ling Xiao led a group of Jiao clan powerhouses to leave the clan land, just about to head towards the Xing clan, but his footsteps suddenly suffocated.
"Young Master, what's the matter?"
Ye Geng's expression shrank, and the emperor's prestige all over his body instantly spread.
"Oh, I want to make it easier. You are waiting here. Don't come over no matter what you hear later."
Ling Xiao raised his head, glanced vaguely at the far-space direction, stepped forward, and fell towards the mountain in an instant.
At this moment, he could feel that in this void, a very light soul consciousness was firmly locked in him.
However, no matter how light the soul consciousness is, how can it escape the system's monitoring, especially... a sweet-smelling girl of Destiny.
"Movement? Don't come over? Could it be...there is a...banshee in the forest?"
Ye Shen's eyes condensed slightly, revealing a touch of clarity, hehe nodded.
"Are you here?"
Ling Xiao stood under the old tree, undressed and nodded downward.
He deliberately gave the girl in black a chance, otherwise, how could the latter dared to show up hastily.
but…
This girl is cautious, afraid that she has been following her for a few days and waiting for her chance.
She is smarter than her simple brother.
"Hush hush hush."
Ling Xiao whistled and counted a grasshopper, the smile in his eyes grew thicker.
"Om!"
At this moment, in the void above his head, there was a strange buzzing suddenly.
Immediately a black spear burst into the air, and instantly came to Ling Xiao's back.
"Ok?"
A smile was raised at the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth, and there was no time to mention the robe of God. The thunder light on his palm was instantly bright, he turned around and grasped the pierced black spear.
Above his head, Bai Ling's pretty face was taken aback, and he stared at the young man with a naked body in front of him with a dull expression.
Even when the light in her eyes fell, she clearly saw that the young man seemed to have deliberately... trembled?
"Scared me to death! It's you again!!"
"what!!!!"
Bai Ling was embarrassed, and the killing intent in his eyes became stronger, and the black spear in his hand suddenly bloomed with blood.
A wisp of extremely biting blood billowed in the air, like a ferocious blood dragon, screaming in ears.
can…
No matter how she struggled, she never took the gun out of Ling Xiao's hands.
even! ! !
As she kept working hard, the boy's body became more and more shaken, together with...
The swaying Bai Ling's face was flushed, and finally dropped the black spear and disappeared in front of Ling Xiao.
"Gan! I was so scared that I didn't want to pee."
Ling Xiao snorted coldly, and then he raised his pants without rushing, and looked up into the sky.
Just now! !
At the same time, the sound of breaking wind came from all sides outside his body.
Streaks of **** spirit light like a demon snake, winding through the space, turning into chains, entwined outside him!
"Ah! It's terrible, what a weird offensive! Ah! I can't move anymore! Ah! I just learned today that I am not invincible!!"
Ling Xiao's face was flustered, and his whole body was thunderous, but in the end he was unable to struggle and was tied to the place by the blood lock.
Only at this time, the light in his eyes was calm, as if there was a hint of evil.
Smelly sister, come out and have a chat?
I have stories and wine.
Take a good look, am I the brother you like? !
"Huh! I see where you are going to escape this time!!"
Bai Ling's figure appeared in front of Ling Xiao, with a fair and lovely face with a touch of triumph. We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.