Chapter 653： Give you a chance

"You don't need to worry, you just need to do your own thing, and I have my own opinion for the rest."

Ling Xiao's expression was indifferent, as if he didn't pay attention to the four magic gates.

I was originally a villain, and I was still worried about how to uproot this Xian Xuanzong. Wouldn't this be my help?

Although, with the strength of the four sects of Wanguishan, it may not be able to destroy Xianxuanzong.

However, the more chaotic the situation, the more natural benefits for Ling Xiao.

The first envoy, you are busy!

"Yes! Lord!"

Qingyou bowed, and the worries on his face disappeared a lot.

Since the Lord said that there is nothing wrong, most of the four major demon sects today are afraid to throw themselves into the net.

"The last ten places will be created from the twenty-six winners. Now, the disciples draw lots and compete."

It wasn't until the voice of Elder Xianzong came from the battle platform that Ling Xiao raised his foot and walked away.

In the end, the opponent he drew was an eight-part youth.

Moreover, he is still a Taoist evildoer.

The way of soil is weak offense and strong defense.

However, Ling Xiao didn't have much interest in the Five Elements Principle.

But in order to complete the destruction of the world, these Taoisms are evil... all are nourishment.

Feng Ruge's opponent was a disciple of the Immortal Sect, the nine-rank **** general, with a delicate appearance, he had only personally informed the elder of the Immortal Sect and selected it for her.

This person is also one of the dark guards, and is now a direct disciple of Xianzong.

Ling Xiao glanced at the man from a distance, and the corners of his mouth raised a little jokingly.

Let's cheat, whoever will score.

Saint son, can this be called cheating?

Both of these are disciples of Xianzong, whoever wins, Xuanzong, I can be sure of one more place.

Saint Son is... taking care of my Zong! !

"This time I will lose anyway!"

Feng Ru Geyu clenched his hands tightly and just stepped onto the battle platform with his forefoot, but saw that the opponent had already turned and left, "I surrendered."

"I…"

Standing on the stage, Feng Ruge was confused.

No one knew her realm except Ling Xiao.

Even Master, always thought she was on the first floor of the gods.

Can you run a hammer?

Hey, I can't beat you! !

Tianchi good fortune, don't you all want it?

Inexplicably, Feng Ruge suddenly felt that her luck seemed to be more against the sky than Chen Qingshan, the young man of Destiny?

How come all the opponents you meet are actors?

But the more so, Feng Ruge didn't feel the slightest happiness, but felt... as if he had fallen into an invisible trap.

Could it be... Ling Xiao?

But why would he do this?

Give me good luck? Have a good impression?

Is not it!

I don't want anything from Tianchi. I just want to cultivate a fairy steadily and be a free fish. Why do you have to play with me?

Feng Ruge's Heavenly Poison Saint Body, the higher the cultivation level, the more difficult it is to suppress, and it is now on the verge of an outbreak.

Once she enters the Tianchi, she is bound to make a breakthrough.

At that time... hiss!

If there is no means arranged by the master on her body, she will probably turn around and run away at this time.

Or, please beg your teacher?

Forget it, after all, the Heavenly Poison Eucharist is very important. Once she tells Master, she is afraid that if no one else is needed, his old man should clean up the door.

hold on! !

"Son!"

On the other battle platform, Ling Xiao stood with his hands in his hands, the wind was light and the clouds were calm, and there was an ancient fairy in his body.

In front of him, a dark-skinned, sturdy young man bowed and bowed, with determination in his eyes.

Three hundred petty luck, the young master of the Black Stone Department, the Black Tiger.

Compared with Qin Chu and others, this black tiger can't even count as root leeks.

But there is no such thing as Dao.

Besides, this dish has been brought to your lips. Wouldn't it be floating if you didn't eat it?

The ancients said that everything is hard work!

The child grew up so old that he ate a lot of food at first sight.

Reject waste, start with me!

As for the rules of the battlefield...

You are afraid that you look down on me, Ling someone, and use my strength to kill a **** general by mistake. Are you all okay?

"Yes, you have the style of Southern Xinjiang Tianjiao, let me see your strength."

Before the black tiger could open his mouth, Ling Xiao suddenly smiled and nodded, her eyes were gentle, her tone was like a breeze in the mountains, and she felt so kind.

"Holy...Holy Son!!"

The black tiger's body trembled, if it weren't for the black face, it should be a bit ruddy at the moment.

Son, are you complimenting me?

Shengjiao Shengzi, Ling Xiao! ! Say I'm okay?

What an honor is this?

Take a look at this Southern Xinjiang Tianjiao, how many people can enter the eyes of the Saint Child?

The only black tiger has this honor!

Originally, Heihu was already ready to vote, but what the young master meant was that he wanted to compete with him?

I can't beat it, but I ask Shengzi to see my attitude, maybe I'm happy, and then accept me as a little brother...

One step to the sky! ! This is a step to the heavens.

"In order to show respect for you, I will do my best later, you are careful."

Ling Xiao's eyes were gentle and graceful, and there seemed to be thunder in the whole body.

The Black Tiger took a deep breath, and the power of his Taoism instantly surged.

Do your best and respect me?

Son, how can I be a black tiger, I am so valued by you!

"Holy Son! I'm going to shoot!!"

When the words fell, the black tiger suddenly jumped into the sky, really like a black tiger descending into the world, rushing towards Ling Xiao angrily.

Under the battle platform, many Nanjiang Tianjiao looked fascinated, and their eyes looked at Heihu with a trace of envy.

To be able to fight against such immortals and evil spirits like Ling Xiao Shengzi is also an experience for them.

even! !

Those who have the Dao heart and perseverance, who are extremely talented, will be able to get an epiphany in the battle against the strong.

The previous few people did not cherish this opportunity.

It is true that the identity of the saint child is too noble, and they have no courage to provoke.

But now, the son of Ling Xiao took the initiative to speak, giving Black Tiger a chance!

This black tiger is really fortunate for Sansheng! !

"Guess, how many tricks can Black Tiger stick to in the hands of Saint Child Lingxiao?"

"I doubt you look down on the Son."

"If you are someone else, you may not be able to withstand the blow of the Saint Son, but this black tiger, who understands the law of the earth, has a very strong physical defense. I have seen him once defended and carried a sea **** Hou Tianjiao with all his strength. hit."

"Oh, can Sea Clan Tianjiao compare with our Saint Son? I am optimistic about Saint Son... defeat him with two moves!"

"At least... three tricks, right?"

There was a wave of discussions under the battlefield, but Ling Xiao's eyes were extremely fierce at the moment the black tiger's figure descended.

Then, everyone was stunned to see that Ling Xiao stretched out **** and gently stroked towards the sky.

"Om."

In the heavens and the earth, there was a sword roar resounding suddenly.

I saw a ray of clear light blooming quietly like the first ray of light in the beginning of the world.

Thousands of patterns unfolded like a scroll, instantly filling the entire void.

Outside Ling Xiao's body, there are also many immortal shadows, evolving countless visions.

The clear light is fleeting, and disappears in a flash.

just! !

Heihu's body fell from the sky and fell in front of Ling Xiao.

At this moment, his eyes were still wide, but there was no more vitality in his body.

"Guru."

There was a dead silence on the top of Xianxuan Mountain.

Even the Xianzong elder on the side of the battle platform opened his eyes wide and remained silent for a long time.

With the cultivation base of his **** emperor realm, he felt a coolness rising from the soles of his feet and poured into the top of his head at this time.

Just, dead? We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.