Chapter 319： Goddess

"This breath..."

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and finally no longer hesitated, his palms suddenly printed!

The seven daos converge in one palm, and the heaven and the earth are instantly shattered.

Only at this time, although Xia Chen's face was surprised, he did not see a trace of panic.

"I set up this curse with my blood soul, my eyes are watching, the souls are gone, the souls fly away, and the world is removed!"

The ancient vicissitudes of singing slowly resounded from Xia Chen's mouth.

And in that ghost shadow vertical pupil, a ray of blood seemed to be gathered by the blood of all souls, turning into a weird curse seal.

The voices of countless stern and desperate resentful spirits resounded in Ling Xiao's ears inexplicably.

"What a poisonous sorcery!"

Ling Xiao's eyes condensed slightly, and Lei Mang rushed into the sky outside, trying to suppress this sorcery.

Upon seeing this, Xia Chen's face became more resentful.

"It's useless, Ling Xiao, this pearl is addicted to hundreds of millions of souls, ignited by my blood, depending on how you... resist it! Desperate, fear! Hahahaha, I will sleep, but you will... Extinguish!"

"How could... such fluctuations!"

In the distant valley, Nian Qingyun looked at the evil runes in the ghost shadow's vertical pupils in horror, and a touch of confusion suddenly poured out on Qiao's face.

She seems to be familiar with this kind of fluctuation, but is it the first time she has seen it?

how come?

But then, the corners of her mouth showed a touch of bitterness.

Finally, is it still impossible to change?

My destiny.

"Ling Xiao! Die!"

Xia Chen roared and laughed wildly, and there was an indescribable complex pleasure in his red eyes.

He never dreamed that his new life would come to an end so quickly.

But before that, I could see Ling Xiao being addicted by ten thousand souls. This feeling was really... wonderful.

As Xia Chen's voice fell, only a ray of scarlet light was seen, suddenly blooming from the ghostly shadow.

At first, it was just a strand, which instantly covered Cangyu.

The evil contained in it, even Ling Xiao felt a kind of uneasy scalp numbness.

The blue sky collapsed and turned into blood.

Where the blood and light passed, it seemed that countless demons appeared in this world, chanting the evil scriptures.

Worthy of being a **** emperor taking home!

Worthy of being the treasure of the ghost clan!

This soul curse, I am afraid that Ling Xiao cannot resist it today!

"Innocent..."

It's just his life, how can he fall here?

The glazed ancient pagoda exudes a faint glow, and only saw a golden Buddha shadow gradually blooming in the sky.

But at this moment...

A white jade hand suddenly stretched out from the void and gently stroked his face.

The smile on that beautiful and pretty face made Ling Xiao's heart tremble suddenly!

"Qingyun!"

"Pump!"

Blood spattered from her mouth, dyeing Ling Xiao's eyes red.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's heart was aching.

From crossing to this, every step he took was extremely cautious, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a step by step.

Even if Nian Qingjun's fairy face is picturesque, what really cares about him is the latter's mysterious physique and the wealth of luck in his body.

Raiders, just to achieve yourself.

But at this time, looking at the touching smile on that pale and pretty face, Ling Xiao's heart began to tremble.

So that there was a trace of blood in his eyes that he had never seen before.

The world is silent, and there are young people crying for blood.

The monstrous demonic energy surging unchecked.

The mountains and rivers crumbled and the void turned into a wave.

"Qingyun!!"

"Ling Xiao...I'm sorry, I hurt you so many times, but in fact I am also very uncomfortable..."

Nian Qingyun's skin began to fade and wither gradually.

The blood stains on the corners of the mouth are like the Minghua on the other side.

Gorgeous, miserable, and withered.

This...is the so-called...heartache, right?

Very inexplicably, the sadness in Ling Xiao's eyes grew stronger.

I am not destiny, do I deserve you...

"Ling Xiao, kill me, I don't want to... such an ugly death... let me die by your sword! Let me remember... this obsession! If I hate you in the next life, don't blame me... like this life... Love me! I think... I will remember you."

Nian Qingyun's voice gradually weakened, even a little anxious.

"Do not…"

"Ling Xiao, I have never begged you for anything, nor have I figured you out, this time, can't...make me perfect?"

"Qingyun..."

Ling Xiao's lips trembled lightly, her eyes gleaming like winter.

This blood curse can seal people's hearts and souls for reincarnation!

Once Nian Qingyun really died under this curse, she was afraid that there would be no reincarnation again!

Ten thousand luck, if she were not willing to stand in front of her, she would never have died so easily.

Ling Xiao is betting that she can come back with luck!

What if you hate me!

Nian Qingyun!

I want you to remember me! !

In the next second, the magic blade in Ling Xiao's hand suddenly cut out, without containing half of the magic energy, directly passing through Nian Qingyun's heart.

"Pump!"

The corner of the latter's mouth again gushed a ray of blood, dazzling red.

It's just that there is no resentment in her eyes, or that she has known the situation today.

Thousands of perseverance, turned into a sentence, "Wait for me!"

Ling Xiao closed his eyes and hugged the full of life girl tightly in his arms.

At this time, his heart seemed to sink into the deep ocean of the far north.

The cold enters the bone marrow and is as hard as ice, no matter how hard it is to make a ripple.

He didn't know whether he was suffering because of losing her or resenting the loss of her ten thousand luck.

In short, the feeling is very complicated, different from the past.

"Om!"

At this moment, there was a loud hum in the sky above the secret realm.

Immediately a round of flashing spirit wheel of Dao Ze appeared out of thin air, in which divine mist was engulfed and aura was shining.

"who is it!!"

Immediately afterwards, a coquettish sound containing endless anger came from it.

Ling Xiao looked up, only to see a pair of eyes that were as clear as ten thousand years of profound ice, staring at him.

In other words, staring at the palm of his hand holding the magic knife.

"It's you! Are you... a demon?"

After the spirit wheel, those eyes suddenly became bitter, but in the end they gave a softly unwilling voice, "I remember you!"

Then, there seemed to be a flash of chaos in her eyes, and Nian Qingyun in Ling Xiao's arms suddenly turned into a ray of soul light and disappeared above the sky.

"Om!"

The aura vanished, and in the next instant, Ling Xiao suddenly felt a tingling pain in his left eye.

The blood flowed down instantly, staining half of his cheek blood.

"what!"

This kind of pain came suddenly, piercing the soul, indescribable.

Not far away, Xia Chen stared at the gradually dissipating spirit wheel with shocking eyes. Although it was only a moment, he recognized the owner of the clear eyes!

No wonder!

It's no wonder that in this land of the lower realm, you can meet a woman of the same physique!

original…

But... she just saw it, it seems Ling Xiao... is killing?

Thinking like this, a gloom flashed in Xia Chen's eyes, and seeing Ling Xiao covering his eyes and howling in mid-air, he immediately stopped hesitating and turned and fled in the body of the soul.

Now that his body is broken, and his soul is blood jealous, he can no longer be Ling Xiao's opponent.

Even a random Dongjiang Tianjiao can easily pinch him to death.

He can only...find a place to live in the pearl temporarily.

Looking forward to the next person...to be able to pick him up!

just!

Just when Xia Chen's figure was about to step out of the valley, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

At this moment, he seemed to see that the world in front of him was completely bloody.

Above the head, a round of pitch-black ancient moon lay across, exuding endless evil light.

"Guru."

Xia Chen suddenly felt a strong sense of anxiety.

This kind of anxiety is not the fear of death, but... a kind of hesitation about to witness hell.

He slowly turned around and looked at the figure falling from the sky, his eyes condensed suddenly.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's face had returned to its former calm.

The blood coagulated on one face, and there was an unspeakable strangeness.

What made Xia Chen even more horrified was that at this time the young boy's eyes revealed two different colors.

At first glance, it was as dark as ink, without a trace of variegated color.

A very scarlet glance, in the middle is a round... black meniscus! We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.