Chapter 418： Xia Chao Da Bi

National Teacher's Mansion, in the main hall.

At this time, Xia Huang and the others all stood in place with solemn expressions, and did not dare to leave at all.

Ling Xiao and Si Kongyu disappeared suddenly, and it was obvious that the latter's attitude annoyed the mysterious adult.

I just don't know how the adults will punish him Daxia Zhongyi uncle?

"thump!"

Just as everyone was secretly meditating, only a head suddenly fell from the void and fell onto the hall.

Everyone's expressions shrank, and when they looked down again, their eyes widened instantly!

"father!!!"

Sikonghui's face turned pale, and he looked up at the white figure that fell from the sky, and a touch of desperate death suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"I'm fighting with you!!"

"Flutter."

Ling Xiao didn't even look at him, but saw that Sikong Hun, who had been flying in the air, was suddenly enveloped by a cloud of golden flames.

In just an instant, it was burned to ashes.

"Oh, Da Guo Shi, how are you thinking about it?"

When Ling Xiao landed, he glanced at Qiao Yunli with clear eyes, and his tone was always calm.

"I... would like to be a slave to adults!!"

Gan! !

Do I have to think about it?

The older the person, the more afraid of death. What's more, with this adult, there might be a day when he will rise to the upper realm. Why not do it?

I'm not a courageous person, I wanted to surrender to adults from the beginning!

I was simply convinced by the kind of justice, loyalty, and supreme spirit of the adults! !

"Open your heart."

Ling Xiao's expression was cold, and the soul was imprinted in his eyes.

And Qiao Yunli didn't dare to hesitate any more, letting the seal sink into the sea of ​​soul, turning into a shackle.

"Kill everyone, Xia Sheng, in three days, summon Daxia's talented youth to the palace."

Ling Xiao's figure disappeared again, and there was a flash of spiritual light outside Xia Huang.

The entire main hall of the National Teacher's Palace was instantly transformed into hell.

…

The frontier of Daxia, before a barren mountain.

Xia Feng looked at Lingjin in his hand with a gloomy expression, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

For some reason, he always felt that everything he experienced today was like a conspiracy.

But...who is it that wants to deal with him so deliberately?

The empress is the most suspicious, but his dignified prince of the Xia Dynasty, now being crowned with a magic name, is a shame for the entire Daxia.

Is it Sikonghui?

But what benefits can he get by doing this?

A deep anxiety filled Xia Feng's heart, as if there was a big hand playing with his destiny invisibly.

and! !

Now that he has lost his identity as Prince Daxia, and he wants to enter the secret realm of the Hanyue Immortal Palace, it is impossible.

unless…

Xia Feng sighed lightly and looked deeply at the top of the barren mountain.

For the present plan, the only way is to collect these hidden relics in the western Xinjiang.

Then think of a way to mix into the fairy palace and get the identity of the true disciple.

By the time…

Fairy Han, do you still remember the prince Daxia who stood in the corner and regarded you as a fairy?

just! !

Just when Xia Feng's figure appeared on the top of a barren mountain and waved his hand to open the door of a ruin in front of him, there was a sudden shout in the void.

A general trend of the **** king descended from the sky and instantly stopped his footsteps.

"Ok?"

Xia Feng's eyes condensed, but when he raised his head, he saw a figure with a face covering his face falling, blocking him.

"This is the forbidden land of our race, the intruder, die!"

"what?!"

A look of surprise suddenly appeared on Xia Feng's face, but in the end he didn't dare to stay, turned and went down the mountain.

Gan!

Even the settings of this ruin have changed!

My rebirth, how much has changed the pattern of heaven and earth?

However, in this way, my influence seems to be...very big?

It wasn't until Xia Feng's figure disappeared that the **** king sneered, and his heart became more and more in awe of the Lord.

"Sure enough, the Lord has a magical plan, wherever Xia Feng went, there really are historical sites present!"

Two days in a row! !

No matter where Xia Feng goes, there must be a king of gods to drive him out.

And, I don’t know if it’s an illusion, he seems to be feeling, the **** king who blocked him...seems to be the same person?

I am? !

Did someone follow me on purpose?

Suddenly, Xia Feng felt a chill on the soles of his feet, and his body trembled for a moment.

And then... the magical talisman in the hand flickered...

"Wow!"

Xia Feng's figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was thousands of miles away.

But even so, he seemed to be a little worried. He took off the python robe outside. After hesitating for a moment, he suddenly stretched out his hand and displayed Dao Ze, cutting his face with countless bloodstains.

"It seems...you can only enter the Hanyue Immortal Palace first and change your identity temporarily!"

"Huh! Daxia, one day, I will come back, and then... I want you all to kneel under my feet!!!"

"Di, the Son of Destiny is scared and self-destroyed. Congratulations to the host for plundering luck for 300 points and the villain for 3000 points."

In the realm, Ling Xiao heard the prompt sound from the system, and a flash of surprise also flashed in his eyes.

I have to say that this Xia Feng is genuine, and in order to survive, he didn't even want his face.

But the more so, it proves that there must be a bigger secret hidden in his heart.

In other words, a rebirth flow template like him must know what will happen next in Xijiang.

And he is so forbearing, I am afraid that he is waiting for an opportunity, one that can increase his strength and make a comeback!

In the previous life, if he really died in his own hands, it was obvious that the good fortune did not belong to him alone.

Therefore, Ling Xiao didn't worry that he would secretly become stronger, just wait patiently and Xia Feng would always bring him more surprises.

In three days, blinked.

In three days, the news that the prince of Daxia Xia Feng was really a real demon had already spread.

Countless dynasties issued bans, see Xia Feng kill without mercy.

Suddenly, the situation in Western Xinjiang suddenly changed, and there was a faint depression of the desire to come.

However, the Daqi Dynasty, who was punishable by the second prince, issued a war order for Jiang Yu, demanding compensation from Daxia, but was rejected by Emperor Xia.

There are adults here now, not to mention the Qi Dynasty, it is the Seven Dynasty invaded, Xia Huang is also confident to kill them all.

Ling Xiao, on the other hand, has been staying in the realm, patiently teaching Ning'er to practice, drinking and drinking with Ye Qingchan, and talking about his ideals in life by the way.

Until noon on the third day, Ling Xiao's figure appeared in the summer palace hall, and Xia Huang and others had been waiting for a long time.

"My lord! The young Tianjiao you want is out there."

Emperor Xia bowed, his expression humble.

In order to gather the pride of the great summer, he has issued a decree in accordance with what Ling Xiao said, saying that the winner of the palace can get good luck.

In this way, whether it is the family Tianjiao or the mountain evildoer, they all come by themselves, wanting to compete for the best.

Ling Xiao nodded, before walking to the palace, looking at the thousands of teenagers standing on the square.

After all, Xia Feng had escaped, and Xia Huang and the others were planted with soul marks. At this time, Ling Xiao did not hide his appearance.

And with his appearance, the whole square was quiet for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, bursts of discussion resounded instantly.

"Which prince is this?"

"It looks like it is... the one who can stand here is either a royal family member or a national relative."

It's just that when everyone was guessing Ling Xiao's identity, Xia Huang's figure came from behind and respectfully bowed down to Ling Xiao.

"My lord... Does the Big Bi start now?"

"Ok?"

The expressions on the faces of all the arrogances who were about to bow and salute at this time were all sluggish.

grown ups?

My Lord of Great Summer... actually called that boy...sir?

Hiss! We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.