Chapter 560： Powerless

Above the heavenly hall, Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind him.

A pair of star pupils twinkled profoundly, which also brought a bit of vicissitudes of life.

He clearly remembered that when he first saw the wind chimes, this girl looked like she had never seen the world, but she felt very kind to the smell of her body.

Now this year, although the two people's feelings are not deep, they are definitely not in harmony.

But why?

Lao Tzu is not a man of destiny, how can he be worthy of having the established green plum?

For a time, Ling Xiao became more and more interested in Feng Chime's life experience.

The more the fog, the stronger the wind.

I just don't know, when the fog clears, there are still a few stinky fish and a few chopping boards left in the world.

"First refine this immortal order, and by the way, it's time to harvest the remaining leeks."

In the end, Ling Xiao sat on the ground, surrounded by magic lights, wrapping the ancient order.

After a while, the moonlight overflowed, seeming to break free.

It's just that Lingxiao Divine Soul is at the fifth-rank emperor realm, and Yue Xiao is only at the sixth-rank level.

Therefore, after struggling for a while, the soul light on that ancient order gradually dimmed.

at the same time.

Xijiang, Daxia.

Emperor Xia looked at the Emperor Yuan in horror. At this time, the emperor robe on his body had already been shattered by the spirit light.

In that place farther away, countless Da Yuan soldiers in armor stood quietly.

just! !

What makes people feel horrified is that the hundreds of thousands of soldiers standing in place did not make a single sound.

Even the breath doesn't seem to exist anymore.

"Emperor Yuan!!! Do you dare to destroy my Daxia, my Daxia ancestor will not let you go!!"

Between Xia Huang's eyebrows, there was a touch of despair.

He really did not expect that the Emperor Yuan had such ambitions to conquer the entire Western Xinjiang.

The day before yesterday, Da Zhou, no, now it should be called the Ling Dynasty self-defeated.

Ning Tiance led a million soldiers to abandon the court and fled, went straight to the capital of Qin, defending a city.

However, the Emperor Yuan kept running without stopping, and did not make any adjustments at all, leading the Xiongjun straight to Daxia.

and! !

The most frightening thing is that these Dayuan soldiers seem to...however they can't kill them?

Emperor Xia actually saw with his own eyes that the head of General Dayuan was beheaded, and he was still fighting the enemy bravely.

Demons! !

This is the real demon! !

Originally Xijiang had a lot of prejudice against Qin Wushuang, the female emperor of Qin Dynasty.

However, the latter became famous in the first battle. Although a million army was buried, no one saw it with his own eyes.

Therefore, no one in the world knows what methods Qin Wushuang has used.

But this Emperor Yuan is different, he actually led the nearly a million evil troops to conquer the world?

I'm gonna!

Yuanhuang, you are so brave! !

Are you not afraid that the sacred religion will know and destroy your Manchu?

Nowadays, in Daxia, there is only Emperor Xia who is the strongest emperor, so he is a hammer under the prestige of the sixth grade emperor of Yuan Emperor.

just! ! !

Xia Huang originally thought that the Xia Dynasty was turbulent, and he spread the letter with his spirits, and the saint ancestor would definitely carry the power of the heaven and the earth, step on the colorful clouds, descend from the sky, and save him from the devil's claws.

But, after all, it is extravagant hope.

Not only the Holy Ancestor didn't respond, but even the Great Master Qiao Yunli couldn't get in touch.

Gan!

Holy ancestor, what about the unification of Western Xinjiang and bringing me to immortality?

What? In the end, I was the one who had to bear everything?

"Great Xia Saint Ancestor? Whoever comes today will not be able to save you."

In the eyes of Emperor Yuan, the dark and evil light flashed away.

Immediately afterwards, he saw his palm suddenly protruded, turning into a ghost mark of four directions, and fell fiercely on the top of Xia Huang's head.

"Emperor Yuan!! You have to pay a price if you want to kill me!!"

Emperor Xia roared angrily, and by this time, he knew a stranger.

This dynasty, eighteen years of stealing, after all, I want to...return it back.

But now, his majestic emperor, even if he dies, has a shocking power to die.

Outside Xia Huang, there seemed to be a dazzling dragon shadow, turning into a palm out of thin air and crashing down towards the ghost mark.

The space is completely distorted, turning into an endless wave sweeping the entire imperial city.

Countless ancient buildings collapsed in an instant, and even the Great Summer Palace was broken to pieces at this time.

The suffocating Emperor Wei turned into a whirlpool, and overturned many Dayuan generals around him to the ground.

However, Emperor Xia was already at the end of his strength, and his cultivation level was weaker than Yuan Huang.

Under the ghost mark, the golden light shattered suddenly.

What was broken together was the body and soul of Emperor Xia.

Just dying, a touch of bitterness appeared on his face.

There is no emperor's fate, so... is it destined to be miserable?

If the Yuan Emperor cuts Xia later, the magic circle of the holy ancestor sacrifices will be successful.

At that time, a mere Yuan emperor, wouldn't he wave his hand to kill?

Only in the end, with unwillingness and longing for the holy ancestor, Emperor Xia... died!

"Emperor, next..."

There was the Great Yuanshen Emperor standing beside the Yuan Emperor, with a strong sense of fear in his eyes.

In just a few days, the Lord of Great Yuan in front of him seemed to have changed drastically.

Originally, Emperor Yuan was overwhelmingly powerful and unparalleled, but... not evil.

But now, feeling the imperial energy radiating from the latter, for some reason, everyone has no fear in their hearts, only... fear.

"Kill all, go out, Da Qi."

Yuan Huang only said indifferently, and turned and walked towards the depths of the Summer Palace.

Northern Xinjiang, the nine-tailed fox family.

Bai Zhixi stared blankly at the beautiful figure sitting under the abyss in front of him, with a strong fear on his small face.

"Sister...you mean..."

"Zhixi, can I trust you?"

Bai Zhirou sighed lightly, a trace of sadness flashed on Qiao's face.

"Sister! What are you talking about! Of course you can believe me. Although you were trapped in this abyss when I was born, the loyalty of the eldest sister to feelings has always been what Zhixi longed for."

Bai Zhixi's eyes flickered, and I don't know why, at this moment, a figure in black clothes appeared in his mind, like a **** and demon coming to the world, blocking the sky full of sword light for her.

One thought becomes attachment, which is probably the case.

If it hadn't been that day when Ling Xiao appeared too shocking, I'm afraid this nine princess wouldn't be able to fall into the soul inscription so quickly and unable to extricate herself.

In the same way, the spirit of Han Qingqiu was also engraved by Ling Xiao.

But, after all, she has no feelings, or she doesn't understand feelings, and she has never experienced life or death.

So, next, she will probably... passively encounter some setbacks, so that she can completely fall in love.

"loyalty?"

Bai Zhirou shook her head and smiled bitterly, but tears were seen in her eyes.

"Zhixi, I have one thing, I need you to help me."

"Sister, say, as long as I can do it, I will definitely help you do it."

Bai Zhixi lighted his head and patted his chest, vowing to be authentic.

"This matter is related to the fate of my nine-tailed clan. You must not let a third person know. If... I mean, if someone is really tracking you, you must escape as much as possible, stay in the lower realm, don’t come back, there …It’s relatively safer."

Bai Zhirou took a deep breath, and finally there was a dignified look on Qiao's face.

Before that person came in person, he had already revealed his impatience.

If she is still stubborn, she is afraid that there will be new sins to bear.

However, that **** tower would never fall into the hands of the holy religion, otherwise this world would be slaughtered.

Even if the true Lord returns, I am afraid that I will not be able to return to heaven at that time. We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.