Chapter 353： Own country

"stop!!"

Just when the guards were about to move towards Ling Xiao, a stern shout suddenly came from the ancient palace.

I saw Xia Yong's figure stepping from a distance, jumping to the front of Ling Xiao and the others.

Don't say it, it's so cute.

"Who are you? Why did you break into my Xia family holy palace?"

At this moment, there was some doubt in his eyes. How could the young man in front of him look like Xia Sheng sent to punish him?

But... very inexplicably, he felt a faint oppression from this young man.

How can it be?

"Presumptuous! Seeing this emperor, don't kneel down yet!"

Ling Xiao's face was cold, although he roughly guessed the plot in front of him.

But some details still need to be confirmed from the Xia clan emperor in front of him.

"Kneel down? Presumptuous! How dare you humiliate my Emperor! Boy, I think you are impatient to live!!"

The guard of the **** king gave a cold cry, and finally no longer hesitated, the spiritual light outside his body flickered, and he rushed towards Ling Xiao angrily.

To humiliate the emperor, but to punish the nine races!

Although my Xia clan is in despair, how can majesty be able to humiliate a 17-year-old boy?

just!

At this time, instead of a trace of tension on Ling Xiao's face, a touch of disdain appeared.

Then, he stretched out a palm lightly, and in it, there seemed to be a dragon talisman that shone with dazzling golden light.

"Wei Wu, stop!!!"

Suddenly, an expression of shock, horror, and disbelief appeared on Xia Yong's face.

But the **** king powerhouse instinctively ended, but after all, he fell in front of Ling Xiao.

"Pump!"

There is no hesitation, and there is no time for any reaction.

I saw that a long black knife suddenly appeared in the other hand of the young man, and it stabbed into Wei Wu's heart.

Wei Wu lowered his head in a daze, looking at the ancient knife that penetrated his body, his face also had an unbelievable look.

Gan! !

Young man, don’t you...

"Om."

A strange buzzing sound resounded, and Wei Wu's body was instantly withered.

At the same time, blood flashed in the young man's eyes, and the former spirit quietly left his body, and the strange disappeared.

"Guru!"

The entire summer palace suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Even Xia Yong looked at the tall white figure in front of him with a look of fear.

What a weird method, what an evil magic knife!

Inexplicably, he felt a little excited again.

Because of that dragon talisman, he recognizes it! ! !

That volatility can never be wrong! ! !

Could it be that my appeal, protected by the gods, reached the ears of my ancestors? !

"You...you are..."

"Grandson, I didn't kneel down when I saw my ancestor!! I dared to offend my majesty!!"

Ling Xiao gave a cold voice, with a touch of disappointment on his face.

Seeing the look on his face, Xia Yong finally did not dare to hesitate any more, and knelt on the ground with a thump.

really! ! !

"Xia Clan’s nineteenth generation of unscrupulous descendants, Xia Yong, see the ancestors of Xia Chen! Please ancestors... hate the Xia clan!

Xia Yong snapped his head, full of resentment and grievance, and he smashed the bluestone floor into several cracks.

Can't be wrong!

The appearance of the boy in front of him was exactly the same as the ancestor sculpture enshrined in the ancestral hall!

The same handsome and majestic, the same indifferent and arrogant.

This is the soul of my Xia clan, and the faith of my Xia clan!

"You can avoid death, they dare to draw swords against the emperor, and die!"

Ling Xiao glanced calmly at the dozen or so guards around him.

Among them, there are two princes and seven generals, who seem to be all the powerhouses in this little summer palace.

Decline!

But no matter how declining, it is also nourishment!

"Don't kneel down and die! It's an honor to die in the hands of our ancestors!!"

Xia Yong shouted coldly, and instantly made the face of the nine guards a touch of decisiveness.

Those who can follow Xia Yong here are the most loyal guards.

They dare not fail to follow the orders of the emperor.

Although... they still haven't figured out how this seventeen-year-old **** general became the ancestor of the Xia clan, but...

Disrespect to the ancestors, this sin is indeed to be blamed!

"Please ancestors give death!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Xiao sneered, cutting out the black knife in his hand, and instantly harvested their lives.

"Om."

The Black Soul Palace was raised several feet high again, and from beginning to end, Ling Xiao didn't have a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

The immortal way is vast, originally it is to conquer the heaven and the earth.

Besides, we a villain, as long as we can strengthen ourselves, how can we worry about others.

If you say you are guilty, all soldiers in this Western Territory have blood in their hands.

Therefore, they all have sins!

What I want to do is to clean up all the sins in the world and contribute to the peace of this world!

Soldiers, rest in peace!

When I unify Western Xinjiang, there will be no more conquests in this world, you... are all defenders!

Ling Xiao!

You are righteous!

You have the world in your heart!

Before she knew it, Ling Xiao was almost moved by her own righteous act to cry!

"Ancestor!!"

A coldness flashed across his face until Xia Yong's voice came in front of him.

"Huh! Get up."

"Ancestor! Grandson is guilty!!"

Xia Yong's eyes showed grief and anger, and there was a touch of pain on his face.

"Oh? What's the crime?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, here it is!

Originally, he thought that this dragon talisman alone would not necessarily make this Emperor Xia bow his head.

Unexpectedly, he still underestimated... the power of faith!

Especially the name of Xia Chen has long become the mark of the Xia clan, even if he is only in the realm of the generals, in the eyes of the descendants of the Xia clan, he is the Nine Heavens God and the root of the Xia clan's strength.

God... How can you offend?

Of course, even if the Emperor Xia refused to accept it, he naturally had no fear.

With the strength of Xing Shen and Huo Heng, it was not easy to crush a third rank **** emperor to death.

What's more, in his hand, there is still an incarnation of the soul of the Supreme Profound Dao master.

Villain, be cautious and cautious!

The world is the game, and I must also be that...the one who controls the situation!

"Ancestor, Yong... lost your face and ruined my Xia family's foundation! Even the other half of the runes you left behind have now fallen into the hands of thieves!!"

Xia Yong crawled on the ground, crying bitterly, and never got up for a while.

"Oh? Who did it fall into?"

Originally in Ling Xiao, this Great Xia Dynasty was so powerful, he just had to make them believe that he was Xia Chen's experience in the lower realm of souls, and this ancient dynasty was not in his own pocket.

But he really didn't expect that Emperor Xia would be so useless, and even Jiangshan would be lost.

Gan!

"Xia Sheng! In the hands of my second brother!!"

Xia Yong gritted his teeth fiercely, showing resentment.

"Second brother? Kiss second brother?"

A flash of surprise suddenly flashed across Ling Xiao's face and turned into Yinxie.

"Yes! That bastard, wolfish ambition, actually plotting his own country...I..."

"How can this fall into the hands of the thieves? Since they are all with the surname Xia, aren't they still a family!"

Before Xia Yong's voice could fall, Ling Xiao suddenly shook his head and smiled.

"Ok?"

Xia Yong's expression shrank, and he pondered for a long time.

Gan! !

What the ancestors said seems to make sense!

This country is indeed still in the hands of my Xia clan! We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.