Chapter 777： Demon Shadow in the Temple

"Brother! You are really my little lucky star!"

Crocodile Zhan sighed loudly, stood up from the ground, looked at the thunder light outside, his expression was extremely excited.

Originally, he was also worried about whether he could withstand the erosion of this evil spirit with his current strength.

Unexpectedly, Young Master Ling Xiao moved his finger to solve it.

You said that you are not angry, I want good luck, Heaven sent such a young man to my side, shelter all the way, and send me to the sky!

I, Crocodile Fight, deserved to be destined!

I can spend the millennium catastrophe safely, and what can a mere purple Yan do to me! !

"Let's go! Young Master, find Xianyuan sooner, and I can send you to the sky sooner."

Ling Xiao smiled mildly, cold expression in her eyes.

Now the young master of the crocodile has only a thousand luck left on him. As long as he plays a little bit, he is afraid that he will completely explain it.

It's just that Ling Xiao never did it, not because he could lick, but because... he still couldn't determine whether there were other dangers in this ancestral land.

With the current relationship between the two, even if the crocodile ancestors had divine knowledge here, Crocodile War would definitely be on his side.

Is it a pity to kill such an excellent shield?

"Climbing to the sky?"

The crocodile warfare looked at him for a moment. Isn't it a coincidence? Isn't it, the son, did you think about it with me?

Climb to the sky, climb to the top of the sky! !

"boom!!"

The moment they stepped into the ancient temple, they saw the stone gate suddenly closed behind them.

Immediately afterwards, a precipitous trend fell from the sky, and instantly enveloped the two of them.

And the ancient temple, which was originally dark as night, suddenly lit up with a bright fairy light.

There are thousands of rays of light, and the rhyme of Taoism is melodious, like a sea of ​​anger, which seems to have a ray of mighty power.

Ling Xiao stood with his hand in place, his expression on his face always calm.

At this moment, he could see that in the middle of the hall, a tall black shadow stood quietly.

There are layers of magical intent surging from all around the black shadow.

Endless visions emerge one after another, evolving into the heavens and the earth, and the heavens forever.

The order of reincarnation, space, and time seems to disappear here.

Even the light seems to fall forever in that shadow.

Although Ling Xiao didn't see the appearance of the dark shadow clearly, he stood there, giving people a terrible demonic power that the world does not destroy the world, the six ways are inaccessible, all spirits are in harmony, and the nine days are all destroyed.

Shen Shen Wuguang, contains the majesty that makes heaven tremble.

Thousands of magical intents gathered together, and the dark shadows became more and more stalwart.

Like a demon lord standing high on the top of the sky, standing still in the sky, overlooking the common people.

"thump."

Beside Ling Xiao, Crocodile Zhan suddenly weakened his legs and knelt on the ground.

At this time, his eyes were filled with unspeakable panic, as if he saw an unspeakable horror, a catastrophe.

It makes people feel desperate and want to ask for forgiveness unconsciously.

The miraculous demon yin resounded in his ears, and thousands of demon shadows stepped on from the sky in front of them, and bowed and knelt toward the black shadow.

In front of him, all immortals, gods, ancient demons, ghosts and sprites were all insignificant and humble.

"Please, please! Forgive my life! Forgive me!"

The sound of crocodile warfare was full of panic, even with the thunder sun protecting his body, his breath was still fading.

It's just that at the moment when the sky was falling, a clear light suddenly lit up above the ancient temple.

Immediately afterwards, Wanzhang's demon intent was bound for a while, and a terrible divine splendor fell from the sky, slamming on the head of Crocodile Fighter.

"Ouch!!"

Crocodile Zhan cried out in despair, and his figure curled up to the ground, "No! No! I'm dead! Ah! I'm going to die!"

"Little Lord?"

A smile was raised at the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth, and he shook his head slightly.

If this luck is lost, why don't you lose your courage?

It seems that in the past three hundred years of crocodile war, he still has not been able to break free from Zi Yan's nightmare.

The son of destiny is protected by the way of heaven.

But all creatures, how can there be an invincible state of mind?

The demon pill was dug up, the fairy source was seized, and he lived in fear. The true feeling in his heart should be resentment, hatred and... fear.

Rather than, I, Crocodile Fight, in this life will fight against the sky and re-establish a flag like nine days.

If you want to be so powerful, why have you fallen to this point?

Therefore, without aura, talents will be real.

"Ok?"

The confusion in Crocodile Zhan's eyes disappeared, and he looked up at Ling Xiao, a look of embarrassment suddenly appeared on his face.

It turned out that it wasn't that the magic treasure wanted to punish me, and everything was an illusion?

"Ahem, did the old man feel a demon invading?"

"Well, I almost feel unstable."

Ling Xiao closed his fists and looked at the clear light shrouded above the demon shadow.

There was already a source of immortality in his body, so he could easily feel the breath of the same origin.

But, it's not a devil bone.

Although the demon shadow in the temple has the aura of the devil, it is not the aura of the flesh and bones, and it is more like a kind of... after being soaked by the devil for countless years.

"Uh, hehe, it seems that my brother Daoxin is really tough, so I can rest assured."

Crocodile stood up, his expression still a little afraid.

He has been to this forbidden area several times, but he has never stepped into this ancient temple.

Even the ancient history of the crocodile has a tradition. If you want to subdue this magic treasure, you must enter the eighth rank of the emperor's realm.

Otherwise, it will be backlashed.

Of course, this time entering the palace, Crocodile War never thought of conquering this treasure.

What he wanted was the immortal source that suppressed this thing.

As for whether Ling Xiao could break the seal set by the ancestors and subdue this treasure, that was not what he had to consider.

"Xianyuan is in the formation above the magic treasure, young master, you can collect it by hand."

Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at the ancient formation hidden in the clear light. At this time, he could vaguely feel a ray of soul consciousness in the formation.

Obviously, it should be a means arranged by the ancestors of the crocodile.

However, if he wanted to get close to the demon shadow, he had to pass the seal, so he was bound to be awakened.

The remnant soul of a world powerhouse could not tolerate Ling Xiao's carelessness.

Moreover, this soul is different from Ye Luoyun, he is the core of the formation.

In other words, if Ling Xiao didn't step into the formation, it should not be able to escape the control of the big formation.

So, how can it be wiped out?

Ling Xiao's eyes condensed slightly, and suddenly he lowered his head to look at Crocodile Zhan.

At this time, he could feel that his connection with the realm had been completely cut off by the pressure here.

Even the Qiankun Ring cannot be opened at will.

The ancestor of the crocodile, the method is really terrifying, and banning everything is just foolproof.

just!

If the crocodile ancestor soul had the power to suppress the magic treasure on this day, it would not be too much to ask the crocodile to disperse the fairy source and put it into the formation.

With that said, he should have been... out of power?

Otherwise, he won't fall asleep, and he hasn't awakened yet.

Now that the millennium has passed, I don't know how powerful this ancestral soul is?

Why don't you give him a try?

Even if Ling Xiao lost, presumably this soul would never dare to step out of this hall.

"Okay! Good brother, thanks to you this time! I will take the Xianyuan first, and then help you conquer the magic treasure!"

Crocodile Zhan gritted his teeth fiercely, and finally strode towards the place where the devil was surging.

Ling Xiao stood at the gate of the palace, staring coldly at the figure of Crocodile War.

Xianyuan was taken, I wonder what choice this ancestor of the crocodile would make? We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.