Chapter 550： Chaos Avenue

"What? You... why do you occupy two futons?"

"Yes! Where is the arrogant young man who really thought we were afraid of you?"

All Xijiang Tianjiao looked at the young man in front of Han Qingqiu, with a touch of anger on his face.

Gan?

Who is this guy?

Why does it look strange?

But he even dared to kill Prince Daqi, afraid that he was not a daze?

Therefore, at this time everyone called it very happy, but no one dared to take a step forward.

After all, the strong afraid of being stunned, the law of the ages.

"These ten futons, of course, can be obtained by those who have the ability. I and Fairy Hanqing Qiuhan are the first two. Does anyone have an opinion?"

Xia Feng snorted coldly, all in white clothes.

Above the ancient sword in his hand, golden light overflowed, shattering the surrounding space, exuding an extreme fierceness.

"Cold Qingqiu?"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes condensed slightly, and then glanced at the scattered prince Daqi, and in the end they all gritted their teeth and turned to look at the third futon.

No matter who this young man is, his strength seems to be above the gods.

And Han Qingqiu is a famous peerless evildoer in Xijiang.

In this immortal trail, the spiritual power cultivation base is suppressed by the seal, but the power of Dao Ze is not affected.

So, probably who the two people want to kill, it's true that no one can hide.

Instead of competing with them for seats, it's better to...save time and mess with others?

"Sister Han... please?"

Feeling everyone's fearful gaze, Xia Feng's figure is undoubtedly more upright.

Sure enough, since ancient times, there have been many beauties, and beauties love to pretend to be a boy! !

Make me smile and be brave!

But at this time, Han Qingqiu didn't see much expression on his face, tapped his toes, and the whole person turned into an afterimage, and settled on the first futon.

Looking at the figure of a young girl sitting quietly in the void with divine light all over, Xia Feng's eyes suddenly flashed with obsession.

Soon he took a deep look at Wang Tianduo, "Brother Wang, do what you can."

"you!!"

Wang Tianduo clenched his palms tightly, but in the end he didn't dare to say anything, he turned his head and looked away.

"Om."

Upon seeing this, Xia Feng's smile became thicker, and his figure flashed, and instantly swept towards the second futon.

just! !

Just as his figure was about to step into Daoguang, he saw the void, and suddenly a figure walked slowly.

At first he was a hundred miles away, but with just one glance, he arrived in front of Xia Feng.

"Ok?"

Xia Feng's eyes condensed, but as soon as he could see the appearance of the visitor, his whole body suddenly stood upright.

I'm gonna! !

He's here He's here! !

Ling Xiao! ! !

"Do you want to grab this futon too?"

Ling Xiao's smile was gentle, without arrogance at all.

But even so, Xia Feng still felt cold all over, and shook his head instinctively.

"Oh."

Ling Xiao nodded indifferently, "I am the most reasonable person, the secret is good fortune, and the strong get it. If you want to fight, I can give you a chance."

"The son is joking, how can I be qualified to fight with you."

Xia Feng swallowed, and obediently stepped aside.

Seeing this scene, a hint of sarcasm flashed across the faces of all Xijiang Tianjiao who had originally looked resentful.

Among them, Wang Tianduo laughed the happiest.

Retribution! !

I told you to pretend, now, don’t pretend, right?

can…

Just when Xia Feng wanted to go to the third futon, Ling Xiao's mouth raised a touch of evil again.

"Wait."

"Om."

As his voice fell, three figures suddenly appeared in the void in front of him.

Ning'er and Han Zhan looked at him with doubts, only when they felt the terrifying Taoism contained in the golden heavenly book, a touch of shock suddenly appeared on their faces.

There was only one person, whose face covered Xianxia, ​​and the whole body seemed to have Tao Yun flowing, it was Ling Xiao's Purple Qi Wushou Taoist body.

"This thing can be deduced from Taoism, you can understand it carefully."

When the words fell, Ling Xiao's figure sat cross-legged, and Han Zhan, Ning'er and Wu Gu Dao body also occupied the third, fourth and fifth futons.

"Guru."

From beginning to end, Ling Xiao never looked at everyone.

It seems that everything he did was as it should be, and it was a matter of course.

"This you..."

Xia Feng cursed, and finally sat unwillingly on the sixth futon.

Of course, with Ling Xiao's strength, even if all these ten futons were occupied, I am afraid these Xijiang Tianjiao would not dare to fart.

But... the opportunity is of course for everyone to share.

Maybe some of them have comprehended the principles of the Tao, won't they be able to make up for my way of destroying the world?

"boom!"

Between the heaven and the earth, there are spirits mighty and mighty, and countless spirit treasures rise into the sky, destroying the void.

The originally peaceful world suddenly shook the sky with great ripples.

Obviously, for the remaining four seats, the arrogance of Xijiang no longer gave way and was completely caught in a fight.

At this time, Ling Xiao had closed his eyes and felt the Taoism flowing around him, with a little bit of surprise in his heart.

After a piece of exquisite immortal tool collapsed, it was transformed into immortal rhyme, and it contained such terrifying power.

It is conceivable that this fairy artifact itself should possess such a terrifying power?

Of course, whether it is the soul-thirsty ghost orb or the Primordial Demon Sword, the rank is probably still above the fairy weapon.

It's just that Ling Xiao's strength has never shown their true power.

"Om."

The golden light fell, the Taoism rushed, and gradually wrapped the figures on the futon.

From a distance, above the sky, there seemed to be the same glory for ten days, shocking Cang Ming.

And those Xijiang Tianjiao who had never occupied the futon, did not leave in a hurry at this time, but sat on the ground, calmly feeling the ray of afterglow surging between the sky and the earth.

The world fell into silence, and the needle fell.

Outside Ling Xiao, the nine elements alternately manifested, outlining the giant wood of the gods and fire, and the silver thundering rivers and seas.

The melodious road sound pierced thousands of miles, and the colorful fairy clouds hung diagonally on the canopy.

But at this moment, under the light of the book that day, everyone seemed to turn a deaf ear, closed their six senses, and fell into a strange situation.

Beside Ling Xiao, Han Qingqiu also had flames tumbling outside, and the thunder lingered. Even Xia Feng's body was leaning into the sky with a wave of red gold, with infinite sharpness.

However, the nine Taoisms in Ling Xiao's body were only left with the Tao of Water and the Tao of Shenmu, which had not been completed.

Therefore, in this day, Ling Xiao also put all his minds on top of the two.

Above the void, the golden light was shining.

And the whole body of the Ziqi Wushou Dao body also began to glow with fairy light.

The dazzling spirit gradually bloomed, Ling Xiao's eyes condensed slightly, and a touch of excitement suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, he could feel that there was a great and wild divine power gradually evolving around that Dao body.

The day is ups and downs, and the crescent moon is born.

There are forests covering the four wilds, and there are rivers across the world.

It seems that the era is reborn and reborn from the past, the mysterious and mysterious that can't be said is full of vitality.

Chaos Principles! ! !

Suddenly, a smile appeared on Ling Xiao's face.

He didn't expect that, by chance, his Dao body would first realize the meaning of Dao, and derive its own first Dao.

The Chaos Principles are the strongest among the Three Thousand Principles.

According to the rumors, this Dao is great, but it can become a sea at one glance and a mountain at the other.

Throughout the ages, all those who have comprehended this way have stood proudly on the top of the sky and become the universe by themselves.

Suddenly, a shadow of Tsing Yi appeared in Ling Xiao's mind.

The fairy face filled with death, with a bright smile, seems to be a clinging, deeply carved into my heart.

Nian Qingyun, do you...remember me? We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.