Chapter 580： Mysterious woman

"boom!"

As Ling Xiao stepped into the fairy road, I saw the peach blossom ghost quietly shattered in the place where it walked, turning into stars and falling from the sky.

Above the void, rivers began to evolve, and the sun and the moon rose and fell.

A divine shadow with a height of several hundred feet, seems to have come through the void, standing around the ancient temple.

Like the most loyal servant, suppress all sins in the world.

Obviously, this Peach Blossom Fairy Road and the Void Vision are both the means of the fairy clan woman.

And what was sealed in the hall in front of him should be the bone of the demon.

"Om."

In the end, the fairy road shattered, the light of the spirit disappeared, and countless Dao patterns turned into nothingness.

The whole fairyland fell into a dead silence in an instant.

Only the woman of the fairy clan stood with her hand holding her hand, looking at the ancient temple above her head, there was an inexplicable vicissitudes in her eyes.

"Nine hundred years..."

Here, Ling Xiao's figure appeared in the Golden Palace. Only then did he understand why the people of the fairy clan couldn't get close to the seal here.

Originally, he planned to enter the ancient temple and find the demon bone.

Then throw it into the realm, so as to hide it from the fairy clan woman.

But at this time he realized that what he was thinking seemed a bit simpler.

This seal was not only for the devil's intent, but even the soul was completely sealed.

Ling Xiao couldn't communicate with the realm at all, even his own soul sea couldn't even notice it.

"how so?"

Ling Xiao stood in the hall, brows lightly clumped, looking at a dark sarcophagus not far away.

Is it possible that this devil bone is related to the soul?

Otherwise, why should the fairy clan woman bind herself and seal the power of the soul?

But in this way, it was a blunder, and it fulfilled him.

In this ancient temple, he didn't need to worry about the fairy prying eyes of the fairy clan woman.

even! !

As long as he stays in it, no matter how long, he doesn't have to worry about being disturbed.

Wonderful.

Qi Luck is really mysterious, and all the settings now seem to be prepared for Ling Xiao alone.

This is probably what you often say, is it destiny?

just! !

The more so, Ling Xiao's face didn't have any joy, but a gloomy color.

It's too coincidental.

All things, coincidentally, are a bit weird.

How could a person of the Immortal Clan who had sealed the Demon Bone and suppressed a whole world so carelessly that he, the reincarnation of the Heaven Demon, could approach the Demon Bone so easily?

But whoever can survive from the ancient times, whether it is a human or a remnant soul, which one is not the one who has a lot of tactics and has a mind close to the demon?

But until this time, the person of the immortal clan didn't seem to have any doubt about Ling Xiao's identity.

Although I tried it symbolically, but... it seemed too perfunctory.

It's just that in these hundreds of years, she wants to have a plan, so why wait until this time?

Ling Xiao frowned, pondered for a moment, and finally shook his head.

Devil bone, he is bound to win.

At this time, it is to fuse the devil bones as soon as possible and leave the secret realm.

As for the fairy girl...

No matter what she was plotting, it was just a soul body, and the threat to Ling Xiao was not as insurmountable as she thought.

In the end, Ling Xiao walked to the sarcophagus and gently pushed open the lid of the coffin that had been sealed for an unknown number of years.

"boom!"

The magical energy like the sea burst out from the ancient coffin.

The whole hall instantly turned into a devilish ocean.

A stream of sacred power fell from the sky, almost crushing Ling Xiao's figure to the ground.

At this time, above the void, endless magic energy gathered into a spiral.

Among them, there seems to be a demon shadow gradually manifesting, standing in the void with the negative hand, revealing the hegemony of the ages.

Ling Xiao couldn't be more familiar with this figure.

Although he still can't see his face clearly, but the devil that surrendered to the nine heavens, who else was there besides the Primordial First Demon, the Heaven Demon?

But at this moment, Ling Xiao's gaze did not stay on the demon shadow for too long.

Instead, he lowered his head and looked into the sarcophagus. In the next moment, his eyes suddenly condensed!

In the sarcophagus, the devilish energy gradually dissipated, revealing a white bone that was crystal clear as jade.

That is a skull, or rather, a head.

What surprised Ling Xiao was that the color of this bone was so pure and sacred.

Among them, there is even a circulation of holy intentions, evolving countless miracles out of thin air.

The sun and the moon fall, alternately reciprocating.

There are ups and downs in the fairy palace, Jia'eman dance.

There are ancient trees into the sea, and the big demon looks up to the sky.

There are three thousand immortals and demons, kneeling all together.

Everything seems to be the beginning of the heavens and the earth, and the turning of the cosmos, and it also seems to be the end of the era, and all things return to nothingness.

In Ling Xiao's ears, there were nerves, Dao sounds, and magic chants resounding at the same time.

In the midst of the mystery, a series of memory images began to emerge.

Only this time, Ling Xiao was no longer a spectator, but... the master of this memory.

In the end, the picture stagnated, and an ancient bluestone road fell from the top of the sky.

On both sides of the ancient road, there are thousands of miles of clouds and a bottomless abyss.

Ling Xiao frowned, looking at the end of the stone path, a graceful figure that seemed like nothing, suddenly an inexplicable pang of pain in his heart.

just! !

As he raised his foot and headed towards the top of the mountain, his vision changed again.

A general trend of killing and cutting came crashing.

The sounds of Taoism rang together, and the void trembled.

Before Ling Xiao could react, he saw countless figures wearing golden armors already holding spirit treasures, killing them from heaven.

Endless killing, eternal darkness.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and only the blood-stained figure walked towards the top of the sky step by step.

There, a figure with white hair in Tsing Yi gradually revealed its true form.

It was a... suffocating fairy face.

The long snow-white hair is set against the snow-like skin.

The whole person is like an ice crystal, with no time for dust and no cannibalism.

Although she closed her eyes at this time, the icy blue flame totem at the center of her eyebrows made people feel like being spied on.

She stood on the top of the mountain, as if she merged with heaven and earth.

The clouds swept away, but couldn't bear to surprise her with dreams.

Just as Ling Xiao was shaking the gods, a heavenly might suddenly appeared in the void to suppress it.

It was a shadow of a hundred feet of god, with a golden knife in his hand, piercing the sky with the incomparable sword intent, and falling on Ling Xiao's shoulder, sprinkling blood.

The heaven and the earth are silent, and there is absolutely cold chill from the top of the mountain.

The white-haired woman standing on the top of the mountain suddenly trembled her eyelashes and slowly opened her eyes.

It was a pair of icy blue pupils.

Just one glance makes one feel complacent.

"Om!!"

The breath of horror began to rise, and countless lines turned into chains of heaven, and the woman was winding her body.

In the void, a divine power visible to the naked eye swayed away.

Wherever it goes, the space freezes like a mirror shattered.

And the countless golden guards who originally surrounded Ling Xiao didn't even react, they turned into sculptures along with the ancient bluestone road under their feet.

Ling Xiao's eyes condensed slightly, Rao felt a little frightened at this time because of his character.

At a glance, the frozen world?

What a terrifying method is this?

Just when he looked up to the direction of the mountain, he saw the woman's icy blue eyes, which were falling on him with endless tenderness.

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