Chapter 654： Linger

"So weak?"

Ling Xiao's face was taken aback, and he looked at the elder Xianzong on the side of the battle platform in a daze.

It looks a little helpless.

Only at this time, there was a flash in his eyes.

Now that his own destiny casting value reaches 20%, it is obvious that this kind of evil spirit of petty luck can be killed at will.

I just don’t know whether people like Qin Chu and Chen Qingshan who are recognized as destiny by the system can be killed at will after the casting value is complete?

"Hehe, Saint Son's combat power is really an eye-opener for the old man!"

The elder Xianzong shook his head and smiled bitterly, although Xianzong had some rules in the competition.

If your peers are fighting for the front, don't kill the killer.

But did the Son of Ling Xiao kill him?

They just stretched out **** and gestured towards the sky!

Who knew that the black tiger was so weak, he was punishable by the holy son!

Can this be called a pain killer?

You see, the saint son didn’t even react! !

I can only say, Ling Xiao Shengzi, awesome! !

"Holy Son, Divine Power!!"

"It's so awesome, it's...no action at all!!"

"Is the black tiger too weak, or am I floating? How do I feel that I can kill him?"

"You **** you, the son is too strong!!"

Under the battlefield, there was thunderous applause and cheers.

At this time, all Nanjiang Tianjiao's eyes looked at Ling Xiao with a strong touch of awe.

Even before, everyone knew that the saint son was extremely strong, but never dreamed that he was so strong.

This seems to be no longer invincible of the same generation, right?

Even some of the **** king elders in Xianxuanzong would never be able to punish a wicked young man who understood the principles of the earth so easily.

What's more, the black tiger had never underestimated the enemy, as if it had already exerted its full strength.

However, he was still killed by the Son of God with two fingers.

In the crowd, Feng Ruge's pretty face was indifferent, but there was a touch of panic that could not be concealed in his eyes.

She had seen the battle between Ling Xiao and Qing Yu, but she was not shocked today.

After all, Qing Yu was originally the destiny, with many cards, protected by the heaven.

And just now, that Ling Xiao only waved two fingers, and didn't even use spiritual power, so he punished those eight young masters?

Suddenly, Feng Ruge felt regretful in his heart.

She felt herself, playing with fire.

What's more, he played the Heaven and Earth Spirit Fire, which can burn into **** if he is not careful.

If Ling Xiao is not dead today, she is afraid that her fate will be...very miserable.

and! !

I don't know if it is an illusion, Feng Ruge always feels that her natural poison seems to have no effect on this young man.

How can it be?

Feng Ruge has studied for ten years, consulted countless ancient books and secrets, and has never found anything that can solve this poison, and this is the reason why the Holy Poison Eucharist is incompatible in the world.

Too strong and too scary.

Even if Ling Xiao was talented close to a demon, he was only a young man, how could he resist the Heavenly Poison?

bad!

It seems to be... the feeling of death.

No way! ! Need to increase the dose! !

Thinking like this, Feng Ruge's beautiful eyes flashed with gloom, but her pretty face raised a touch of shame.

"The son."

At this moment, she was standing under the battle platform, smiling and looking at the young Pian Pian approaching her.

To be honest, the feeling Ling Xiao gave her was different from anyone in this world.

Fascinating and dangerous.

If she is not a villain, she would rather have some in-depth contact with him.

It is a pity that her immortal journey is destined to be lonely. In Feng Ruge's eyes, there is no credible person in this world.

Even Master and Junior Brother are chess pieces that can be discarded at any time.

As long as she felt that her life was threatened, she would not hesitate to...cut the cause and effect.

Gou is an attitude, avoiding the world, and not involving cause and effect.

But Gou does not mean that you will not kill. As long as the layout is reasonable, no one can kill in this world.

"My son, you are so mighty."

Feng Ruge's tone revealed an obvious coquettishness.

She still has some confidence in her looks.

"Hehe, Ruge, it seems that this time the seat of Tianchi will have you and me."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, her eyes were gentle, but she was a little bit funny in her heart.

Look, she is in a hurry.

If Ling Xiao had expected it to be true, it should be this song girl who led the demon to attack the mountain.

This behavior is somewhat similar to his own.

Of course, fate is the most important thing.

In order to achieve the goal, use any means, and at the same time... stay out of the matter and reap good luck as an outsider.

This Feng Ruge's scheming is far more terrifying than the ordinary man of destiny.

More importantly, she is still a man of destiny.

Sure enough, there is not a good thing to travel through!

The smile at the corner of Ling Xiao’s mouth made Feng Ruge’s pretty face redder, and even his voice seemed to tremble, "My son, although Ruge has known you are unparalleled in the world, when I saw you today, it seems that Ruge still underestimated you. Yeah! The seat of Tianchi is reserved for the son. As for me... the son is too admirable."

"I said that if you have a place, it will naturally be there."

Ling Xiao smiled inexplicably, but Feng Ruge snorted coldly from the bottom of his heart. Then you have to survive first.

"My son, my junior and younger brothers are not over yet, why don't we go and have a look?"

Feng Ruge stretched out his hand and took the initiative to put it on Ling Xiao's arm, "I know, if there is no son, Ruge would have already lost at the moment. Thanks to the protection of son, it made all the juniors and disciples vote without a fight. Ruge...I am very grateful. Where's the son."

"Oh? Only grateful?"

Ling Xiao turned his head and looked at the immortal face that was close at hand, a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

Is this woman seducing herself?

Is this a plan to feed yourself medicine?

If I don't eat it, wouldn't it be cold for the girl's heart?

"The son... the son..."

As if feeling the heat in Ling Xiao's eyes, Feng Ruge pressed her red lips tightly, unexpectedly did not dodge.

She is greedy for Ling Xiao's body, and it is not a day or two.

It has nothing to do with killing or not, eating a big meal before dying, it also saves a waste of his glory in this age.

"Song, you are so beautiful."

A smile was raised at the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth, and suddenly he leaned over and printed it on Feng Ruge's red lips.

"boom!"

The entire Xianxuanzong suddenly fell into a dead silence weirdly.

At this time, everyone's eyes were on Ling Xiao and the two of them. As for the two Chen Qingshan who had not yet competed, no one paid attention.

"Ok…"

Feng Ruge let out a soft groan, and his tongue was dexterous, and he was even more active than Ling Xiao by three points.

You have seen it, I am in agreement with the Son.

So, if he dies later, I will cry.

In this way, what does this shocking conspiracy have to do with me?

How can I calculate my beloved Lord Son! !

"Guru."

"That's from the seventh peak... Feng Ruge, right?"

"It seems to be! I said... She and Shengzi are a bit treacherous... ahem, a bit emotional."

"It is said that someone went to the seventh peak to humiliate Feng Ruge and was directly cut into dregs by the holy son!"

"But this Feng Ruge... is too shameless, right? Broad daylight?"

"What do you know! Master Shengzi and Miss Feng are uncontrollable, and they ignore the worldly perspective."

"This is a western fart, I'm knocked out."

Feng Ruge pushed away Ling Xiao a little shyly when he heard the comments coming from the surroundings, a pretty face flushed and shy, adding a touch of charm.

At this moment, the corners of her mouth still had a bit of crystal clear.

Heavenly poisonous body, saliva or something, but very poisonous.

Now, let me see how you can resist.

But... how come your body suddenly becomes soft, and you don't even have the strength in your legs?

Also...Almost yelling out happily?

Gan!

In front of him, Ling Xiao also had a smile on his face, and touched the corner of his mouth with some meaning, "The song of kiss is really...wonderful, woman, really is a stumbling block on the road to the immortal."

"Kiss...Gong? A stumbling block?"

Feng Ruge was stunned suddenly, with a gleam of horror in his eyes. Is this world so fashionable?

These words seem to be spoken by a mysterious native?

Or is it that the land of Central Xinjiang, where the culture is prosperous, is far from comparable to that of Southern Xinjiang? We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.