Chapter 544： Heavenly Chance

"Thank you my lord!"

In the ancient hall, Ling Xiao stood with his hands in his hands, his expression indifferent.

In front of him, Xiong Huan knelt to the ground, his face calmed down.

Although, he doesn't know how many years he has been sealed here.

But the joy of regaining freedom is really refreshing.

war!

The return of our lord must be against the chaos of the heavens.

war!

The immortal clan is yin and contemptuous, and only drink his blood to relieve the hatred in his heart!

war!

Heavenly demon generals, are they cold and bloody?

war!

In this life, the sky will be replaced by the magic day!

"This is a sixth-grade soul-raising pill, which can protect your soul from death for three years."

Ling Xiao waved his hand and threw a pill.

Xiong Huan's eyes condensed slightly, and he respectfully bowed, swallowing the pill into his mouth.

"Now, I have not recovered my strength and cannot fill your soul, but you can rest assured that there is a ghost clan classic in my hand, and I can fill your soul with a thousand souls. Even if you are not alive or spiritual, I will think Way to open up another path of cultivation for you."

Ling Xiao's eyes flickered, and Xiong Huan's eyes were filled with gratitude instantly.

"My lord, Xiong Huan only wants to...be your pioneer and help you move forward, even if you take one step, you will not regret it."

"Get up, do you remember, who was it that sealed you here?"

Ling Xiao turned his head and looked at the distant sky.

Being able to seal a demon general here, that person's cultivation base is absolutely impossible to be in the realm of a **** emperor.

Even in respect of the realm, it is absolutely impossible.

It's just that this holy state land, the **** master cultivation level is the highest, and it is only the noble level.

Then, who was Xiong Huan suppressed and killed?

Suddenly, Ling Xiao seemed to see a fairy shadow, standing high for nine days, overlooking the spirits.

Such a domineering posture is not comparable to a **** emperor or a venerable one.

Even, in his eyes, the holy religion and **** may not even be called a chess piece.

The evil dragon commanded Liang Yi, self-determining his cultivation, and endless reincarnation, stationed here, hiding his identity, just waiting for his return.

But this demon bear general was obviously suppressed by the pinnacle.

Could it be that this world is really just a cage?

In other words, it was the place where some people suppressed the remnants of the demons...prison?

The bottom of the nine days, is it for the underground palace?

Someone redefines the six ways?

So the sacred religion is at best a slave to prison?

A slave owner can still coerce a world.

Suddenly, Ling Xiao felt a trace of pressure.

"I am a strong immortal clan. I was ordered to flee here with the remaining bones of the lord, but I didn't want to be found by her and killed me."

Xiong Huan looked cold and desperate.

"Able to kill you, that person's realm..."

Ling Xiao frowned lightly, her eyes solemn.

"There is the suppression of the heavens in this world, and the cultivation of all souls is no higher than the **** emperor. I don't know the cultivation of that person, but her methods are terrifying... Lord... It is Xiong Huan and useless."

"Is he still here?"

This is what Ling Xiao cares most about.

once!

The person who suppressed Xiong Huan was still alive, to him, it was a more terrifying existence than the Holy Cult and the Divine Lord.

Even such a person, with only a wisp of immortality, is definitely not what Ling Xiao can contend with now.

The devil in Xiong Huan's body is still sealed and suppressed, but it can contend with his real body.

Obviously, even if he has fallen for thousands of years, the strength of this demon commander is still extremely terrifying.

"Subordinates don't know."

Xiong Huan shook his head, his face full of guilt.

"Fine, if he is still here, he shouldn't leave you fascinated."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, a pair of demon surging in his eyes.

This world is really getting more and more interesting.

Just wanting to uncover the secrets of this world, it seems...it can only be done from the Holy Cult and the Lord.

"Be prepared, I will kill a few people."

"Yes! Lord."

The whole ancient hall suddenly fell into silence.

The magic cloud of thousands of miles dissipated, and the heavens and the earth returned to clearness.

just!

Behind this Qingming, there is a demon shadow standing in the sky, hidden in the clouds, quietly waiting for the prey to come.

The depths of the fairy trail.

On the top of a high mountain, Xia Feng, Han Qingqiu, and Wang Tianduo stand with their hands holding hands, looking up at the sky.

"Brother Feng, you said that there is a heaven-reaching good fortune here, are you bragging about it? It's been a day, why didn't I see good fortune?"

There seemed to be a gloomy flash in Wang Tianduo's eyes, his expression sarcastically authentic.

"Senior Brother Wang just wait with peace of mind. Soon, that good fortune will come into existence."

Xia Feng looked cold, just looking at Han Qingqiu's eyes, full of unconcealed love.

Although the soul grass was finally taken by Ling Xiao, compared with the good fortune in front of him, the soul grass was simply...not worth mentioning.

Wordless heavenly book.

Observation can comprehend the way of heaven, and deduction of the way will evolve.

If Xia Feng remembers correctly, this heavenly book will appear on the top of this barren mountain on the seventh day after the opening of the fairy trail.

and!

This book is transformed by the Tao, and it will dissipate intangible if you leave it for only one day.

For more understanding, for this Xijiang Tianjiao, it can be called the good fortune of the sky.

Moreover, this celestial book only invites ten people and divides them into ten futons, from top to bottom.

The closer you get to the heavenly book, the clearer the rules of the road you can perceive.

Therefore, Xia Feng waited here early, just for the heavenly book to appear.

as long as!

He was able to cultivate the Gengjin Dao to the realm of Dacheng, Ling Xiao or something, not waved to kill.

Throughout the history of Shengzhou, there are only a handful of people who can master the Tao at the age of twenty-four.

And Xia Feng even took advantage of the two lives, and just now Tao Dao was prosperous.

But even so, he is at the top of his peers.

Half a day should be enough.

Moreover, Qingqiufu is extremely rich, and it is said that he was born with two hands.

The two of them enlightened together, if the powers of the three Taoisms are all progressing, how can they be afraid of a mere Lingxiao?

That real devil's methods are indeed terrifying.

But most of them are extraordinary magic skills, as for their own strength...

In this fairy trail, everyone is a realm of gods and generals.

Xia Feng has never heard of anyone who can use the body of a **** to counter the power of the Dao Dao.

Ling Xiao, you are destined to die here forever.

"Huh! Brother Feng, you better not play around with us, otherwise..."

Wang Tianduo snorted coldly, but before he could say anything, he saw the golden light in Xia Feng's eyes.

Suddenly, Wang Tianduo felt a bit of chill in his heart inexplicably.

at the same time.

In the depths of the immortal ruins, under the barren mountain ancient temple.

Yuan Yao, Mo Wuya, and Ling Xiao's Ziqi Wugou divine bodies also stopped and looked at the hall on the top of the mountain.

"Master, miss, this is where my magic gate is! Our leader is in the temple."

Behind the three, a group of Xijiang Tianjiao's eyes condensed slightly.

Even though they were hundreds of miles away, they still felt a sea-like demon intent wavering on that mountain.

Yes, very disturbed.

"Thank you for leading the way, and hope that your leader will be like you, abandon the devil's way as soon as possible, change the evil and return to the right."

Yuan Yao had a beautiful smile and never realized that the chess game in front of her was set for her alone.

"Yes! Miss is kind and kind, I think the Lord will be... very happy to see you."

The demon disciple grinned, his eyes flashing scarlet.

"Let’s go, take us to meet your master." Our villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.