Chapter 347： Ready to go west

"Xiao'er, you go to collect the treasure treasure pavilion in Yuanyue Holy Land, and I will capture that spirit vein for you."

Ling Tianlin raised his head and glanced at the depths of the sacred mountain, stepped forward, and suddenly disappeared in place.

And Ling Xiao just nodded and smiled, and also walked towards the back mountain.

With the experience of the sacred place of Yunfan, Ling Xiao found the treasure house in this sacred place of Yuanyue with almost no effort.

At this time, he also discovered that the layout of these supreme orthodoxy is indeed the same.

The treasure pavilion of Connaught University shows great style.

There are three levels in height, one with spiritual implements, one with pill and spiritual materials, and the other with martial arts and martial arts.

"Ling Xiao."

Just as Ling Xiao stepped forward to collect the treasure, a familiar voice suddenly came.

Ling Xiao suffocated his footsteps, and a touch of grief and helplessness surged across his face, "Little ancestor...you won't..."

"Be careful that... the woman named Ye Qingchan..."

When the words fell, Feng Ling just glanced at Ling Xiao deeply, then disappeared.

"Ok?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, his eyes revealed surprise.

Just now, Feng Chime has some...a touch of worry in his eyes?

Could it be because of...that Su Hui?

But in the end, Ling Xiao didn't think much about it. He had a system and could easily judge Ye Qingchan's psychological changes, so... there was no need to worry about her suddenly becoming another person.

However, I have to think of a way to see if I can help Ye Qingchan... to erase the self!

Ling Xiao selected some trivial ones and prepared to reward those hard-working vassals.

People's hearts, after all, still have to win.

Otherwise, how could these dragons willingly die for the Lord?

It wasn't until a loud dragon chant came from the back mountain that Ling Xiao's mouth raised a smile.

The so-called spirit veins are also called dragon veins.

Earth is dragon flesh, stone is dragon bone, and vegetation is dragon scale armor.

But what really affects Qi Luck is the aura hidden under the earth, stone, and vegetation.

Wherever there are ancient mountains and big rivers, there are always dragon veins.

The higher the mountain, the deeper the river, the stronger the dragon vein.

So...the land of mountains and rivers, there are many sacred places of immortals.

It's for, a treasured land of feng shui.

Today, Lingxiao's domain, although there are sun and moon, mountains and rivers, and Daze, there is no aura.

Of course, if you go with the flow, it will become alive someday.

But Ling Xiao couldn't wait that long. What he had to do was to put the nine dragon veins into it and make it a holy place for cultivation.

This is what he will rely on in the future.

The identity given by others is certainly not as good as the power in his own hands.

Especially for a villain, caution and strength are indispensable.

"Om!"

just!

Just as Ling Xiao opened the Universe Bag of Yuanyue Sage Lord, and wanted to put all the spirit treasures in it, a loud hum suddenly came from it.

Immediately afterwards, a golden ancient seal suddenly appeared out of the sky, turned into a streamer, and swept away towards the sky.

"This is... the Dao Qi that has evolved from Qi Ling?"

Ling Xiao's eyes condensed slightly, and the corners of her mouth smiled thicker.

An unexpected little surprise.

As we all know, the evolvement of a spirit can be called sublimation for a spirit treasure.

When he had just killed three thousand disciples in the Holy Land, a strange wave of waves emanated from the Primordial Demon Blade.

According to Ling Xiao's thoughts, it should be the broken soul, which showed signs of awakening after being moisturized by blood.

But he really didn't expect that this Yuanyue Saint Master actually had a Taoist weapon that contained the soul of a weapon.

"Where to go!"

The soul light in Ling Xiao's eyes flickered, and he suddenly squeezed his palm, and saw a thunder light handprint manifesting out of thin air, directly facing the golden light to suppress it.

"boom!"

However, what surprised Ling Xiao was that the golden light trembled for only a moment, then broke through the sky full of thunder and swept towards the distant sky.

"Get me back!"

Ling Xiao's expression condensed, and the eight Taoisms all over his body bloomed with strange brilliance, turning into a giant palm again, holding the golden light in it.

"Tweet!"

A weird cry resounded, and the golden light burst out suddenly, trying to break through Ling Xiao's control.

But a Dao weapon, no one used it, even if it was supernatural, how could it be Ling Xiao's opponent.

After a stalemate, the golden light in the sky finally dissipated, and Ling Xiao was pulled from midair.

At the beginning, it is a golden ancient seal with thick fingers on the four sides, and a golden phoenix shadow carved on it.

"Xiaoer!"

Ling Tianlin's figure descended from the sky, holding a group of auras in his hand, and one of them seemed to have a green shadow rushing across.

"father!"

"I have erased the spiritual consciousness of this spiritual vein, you can refine it directly."

Ling Tianlin handed over the spiritual light in his hand and glanced at the golden seal in Ling Xiao's hand again, "Huh? Is this the golden crow **** seal of Yuanyue Saint Lord?"

"Golden Crow God Seal?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly.

"Yes, this print is an ordinary Taoist weapon. Later, the Lord Yuanyue captured and killed a divine emperor demon crow and held its soul in it. Only then did he have this extraordinary Taoist tool, but just before the battle, the monster crow The divine soul has been hit hard, Xiaoer, do you want to erase his divine knowledge for the father?"

Ling Tian looked at Ling Xiao with cold eyes.

"No, I'll do it myself, father, I plan to leave Dongjiang today."

Ling Xiao raised his head and glanced at the far sky direction.

Now Dongjiang has no challenges for him.

He could not wait to go to the battlefield of Xijiang, indulging in killing.

"Are you in such a hurry? Xiaoer, let the ghost follow you."

Ling Tianlin hesitated for a moment, then suddenly opened his mouth.

Especially now, the Shengjiao has sent envoys to the four states. Although it is still unclear what they are doing,...it’s not wrong to be careful.

"No, father, the Ling clan has been conquering everywhere recently. I am afraid that someone should be anxious. You only need to protect the Ling clan. Leave the rest to me."

Ling Xiao shook his head, Shengjiao has always been unreasonable in doing things.

As the Ling Clan’s biggest trump card hidden in the dark, the ghost image is more useful if it stays with his father.

Although he showed his talent and magic.

But the more so, the easier it is to confuse people.

After all, the forbidden body, before it grows up, is eager to stuff its head into the ground.

Publicity is not necessarily a bad thing.

Of course, Shengjiao, I would rather kill the wrong, not let it go.

and so…

Ling Xiao had already planned in his heart.

This **** road in Yuanyue Holy Land today is his...catching cat.

"Okay! Difficulties... Give your father a voice at any time. The land of the Western Frontier is chaotic. If it weren’t for the iron law of the Holy Religion, the Supreme Orthodoxy would not be conquered across the border. I’m afraid that the land of Eastern Frontier would have been defeated by those dynasties. Up."

Ling Tianlin's eyes flickered solemnly.

Slaughter and conquest, although cruel and bloody, it has to be admitted that it is easier to experience the cultivation of xinxing.

Especially nowadays, there is a great controversy, and evildoers have appeared in large numbers.

Although Ling Xiao is the strongest arrogant of the East, facing a dynasty, it is no different from a smashing tree.

but…

If someone dared to hurt his son, dynasty?

The dynasty can also be destroyed!

"I understand, father don't worry."

Ling Xiao bowed and bowed deeply towards Ling Tianlin.

More than killing, it was the treasure that concealed his devilishness.

The leeks in Xijiang?

Are you... ready?

In the end, Ling Tianlin didn't say much, and led the Ling Clan to leave.

In the crowd, Qin Leng looked back several times, looking at the white figure standing on the top of the mountain, with a sense of loss and sadness on his face.

Originally, I thought that as long as you follow the Ling clan, you can stand shoulder to shoulder with you.

It turns out... I think too much.

Even if you become your enemy, can you really be put in your eyes?

Inexplicably, Qin Leng's eyes suddenly flashed a touch of decisiveness.

At this moment, he seemed to realize something.

"The son..."

Ye Qingchan walked to Ling Xiao's side. Behind him, Huo Heng waited for a group of Fire Race God Kings to stand quietly.

"Where are we going now?"

"Come back home."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, but Ye Qingchan's face was slightly choked.

"Huiling? We..."

It's just that she didn't wait for her voice to fall, but saw the foreground change, a sense of desolation, instantly rushed to her face.

At the end of the line of sight, there was a stone step that led to the sky and the world.

Above the clouds, an ancient bluestone palace stands horizontally, revealing its endless majesty. We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.