Chapter 608： My shit

"Lord! People are females..."

Huahua looked up aggrievedly, and looked at Ling Xiao eagerly. Her dark eyes seemed to have the ups and downs of the magical sun, which was unspeakable evil.

It's just that this fairy face is too cold and arrogant, with sharp edges and corners.

If it weren't for those prominent places, it would be hard to distinguish between male and female.

even! !

In Ling Xiao's view, if this Huahua is dressed as a men's clothing, he can capture the hearts of countless girls without disguising her appearance.

Her beauty is more like a kind of jealousy.

Swallow Dao Ze, Shen Hou first grade.

The main body of the Primordial Swallowing Devil Dragon, also known as...The Chaos Swallowing Ancestral Dragon.

According to the rumors of the Yaozu, the ancestor dragon in the early days was the beginning of the creation of the Tao and controlled the Tao.

After the broker, Yuan evolved, the prehistoric changes, the rise of the witch clan, the witch **** sacrificed hundreds of millions of living creatures, cursing his fate.

Only with the strength of this monster race ancestor, how could it be possible to fall easily.

As a result, its soul, blood, spirit, armour, eyes, teeth, horns, demon pill, and heart became nine dragons, rising from the prehistoric times.

And this chaos-swallowing ancestral dragon is one of them.

In the battle of the Lich, even though the monster clan was defeated in the end, he withdrew from the era stage.

But these nine great ancestor dragons are all brave and brave.

In particular, this Heaven-Swallowing Devil Dragon is said to have swallowed three thousand worlds and hundreds of millions of creatures in one bite, and its cultivation is supreme.

Of course, the rumors are rumors after all, and now Huahua's strength is still low, but the devouring talent has already been seen.

Don't think about it, this devil dragon will definitely become Ling Xiao's arm to reach the top of the sky.

More importantly... the three tribes of Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Qilin are monster totems.

Even in the past endless years, the influence of these three primordial spirits is still unmatched.

So, maybe one day, Huahua's return to the demon realm will surely cause a great shock.

There are thousands of universes, Ling Xiao believes that in the vast land of the upper realm, there must be a monster standing tall!

"Okay, I see, but Huahua, can you get off me first?"

Ling Xiao smiled helplessly, and now it seems that this system is indeed an excellent product.

At the very least, the sacred blood of the ancestral dragon and the sacred blood of the unicorn are worth the cost.

"Oh."

Huahua smiled brilliantly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, then let go of Ling Xiao and stood aside.

"brother."

At this moment, Ning'er, who was standing far away, just whispered, with a touch of shame on her small face.

"Huh? Ning'er?"

Ling Xiao's eyes were clear, but there was a thump in the bottom of her heart.

God will be the first grade, the way of strength.

Swire Donghuang Eucharist! !

Four thousand luck! !

I just said that these people of destiny, the more miserable they are born, the higher their talents.

Judging from Ning'er's template... she was abandoned by her parents when she was born and lives with her mother-in-law.

As a result, the money from the mother-in-law was robbed.

The two of them kept their names incognito, sneered with cold eyes, and even looked like beggars.

Finally, even the mother-in-law died.

How old is Ning'er?

At the age of eleven or twelve, he has experienced the ups and downs of his life.

She is clearly the daughter of a princess of the dynasty and a **** of war, but she lives in a dilapidated hut.

Therefore, from the moment Ling Xiao met Ning'er, he knew that this girl would become a great weapon in the future.

Sure enough, the way of strength is the Eucharist of the Eastern Emperor.

This kind of talent, I am afraid that even the top enchanting evildoers of the holy states in Zhongjiang, no, even the arrogance of the upper realm, I am afraid that it is far behind.

Although both Huahua and Ning'er only comprehend one kind of Taoism, whether it is Devouring Taoism or Strengthening Taoism, they are both superb in the Three Thousand Great Avenues.

If it hadn't been for Ling Xiao's integration of the nine elements, who created the way of destroying the world, perhaps... he would also be moved.

"Ning'er broke through?"

Ling Xiao smiled and rubbed Ning'er's little head with her hand.

Now there are three loli beside Ling Xiao, including the wind chimes.

It's just loli, who is too little?

After all, different styles, cute and gentle, arrogant and arrogant, or indifferent and noble, all have their own merits.

"Brother, I broke through."

Ning'er smiled sweetly, her expression a little proud.

I'm afraid that no one would have thought that the little girl in front of him contained divine power capable of destroying the eternity?

The name of the Eastern Emperor, no one knows for nine days, is the first person to unify the demon clan's great power in the time of immemorial age.

And his talent is divine power.

One punch destroys eight thousand domains, and there is no fairy in nine days and ten places.

But Ning'er, with the body of a human race, actually comprehended the power of this demon sage.

This is somewhat weird.

Could it be that there are other causes and effects in Ning'er?

It was inexplicable, Ling Xiao's eyes condensed slightly, but there were some guesses in his heart.

This so-called eucharist, talent, is absolutely impossible to appear out of thin air, and it will somewhat contaminate the cause and effect of heaven.

The exception to Huahua is a system product.

So even if the ancestral dragon died and the eternity did not exist, she could be born.

Kening'er was different. She was originally from this world, but she understood the law of strength in the wordless heavenly book, and awakened the Primordial Eucharist. This is somewhat intriguing.

It's getting more and more interesting.

Archaic cause and effect, the era of chaos of demons, ghosts, immortals and Buddha?

"Ning'er, what did you see when you watched the Wordless Book of Heaven that day?"

Ling Xiao's tone was calm, but there was expectation in his eyes.

Although neither Zulong nor Donghuang could compare to his identity as a demon.

But if Ning'er really had something to do with this monster saint, the four thousand fortunes were definitely not her limit.

Even Ling Tian's template may be far inferior to her.

"What do you see?"

Ning'er had a small face and thought for a while, her two ponytail braids looked extremely cute.

"Brother, I seem to see a very bright light, very bright and bright, so bright that you can't open your eyes..."

"Very bright light?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, as expected!

This girl, there are some sources he doesn't know.

"It seems that there are still many sounds, one of them is very loud..."

"The bells?"

"Well, brother, what's the matter?"

Ning'er looked at Ling Xiao with some doubts, but the latter only smiled mildly, "It's okay, Ning'er, now that you understand the law of strength, that elder brother will help you find a spiritual treasure in these few days."

"Thank you brother."

Ning'er smiled sweetly, but Ling Xiao didn't take a deep look at Huahua, "Huahua, let me do something."

"Yes! Lord!"

"Remember, outside, call my son."

When the words fell, Ling Xiao and Huahua disappeared instantly.

Han Yuexian Palace.

The immortal palace nowadays has no sacredness as it used to be, and there is only a fragmented wall and the residual value of the dead tree.

Even the spiritual rhyme in the mountains has some signs of collapse.

At this moment, Qin Wushuang stood in front of the mountain-top hall, with a touch of worry in his beautiful eyes.

It's been a day, Ling Xiao and the three saints have disappeared for a whole day.

Although Qin Wushuang didn't know where the four of them had gone, they were just...a little worried inexplicably.

Beside him, Han Qingqiu's expression was plain, except that there were some Han Gong disciples left, but each of them looked downcast and looked extremely lonely.

The Lord of the Palace fell, and all the elders were killed.

There is no such thing as a fairy palace in the land of Western Xinjiang.

"Sister Han, what should I do?"

Many disciples gathered around Han Qingqiu, their faces pale.

"Let's go away separately."

Han Qingqiu's tone was indifferent, but it fell into the ears of the disciples with a trace of unfeeling.

"You!! Han Qingqiu, you have no heart!!"

"How is the palace lord treating you? Don't you know yourself? Now that the palace lord has fallen and the elders have died, as a descendant of the fairy palace, shouldn't you regroup and revitalize the fairy palace?"

"Revitalize the fairy palace?"

Han Qingqiu shook his head slightly, a figure in white clothes reflected in his eyes.

Although the revenge is revenge, the sacred religion has not been eliminated.

My wish is to accompany him on the nine days.

As for the Hanyue Immortal Palace, it's my shit? We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.