Chapter 779： I'm mad

"Performance?"

Crocodile Zhan's head tilted and looked at Ling Xiao in surprise.

The son doesn't seem to be angry?

That's right!

Although this good fortune is good, you have to kill it.

At the moment, this magic treasure is fierce and mighty, by no means a young man of eighteen can resist.

I admit that you are very strong, you have a lot of means, but you really want to take this treasure, ten percent will die.

However, what does acting mean?

"It's okay! It's just to see you pretending to be forceful! Let's get started."

Ling Xiao waved his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned and walked to the corner of the hall, and sat down quietly.

Feeling the malaise exuding all over him, the ancestor crocodile spirit did not look at him anymore.

A human ant, still a young man, in his formation, waving his hand can be punishable.

Just a moment ago, he almost killed him in place with just a glimpse of power.

If it weren't for the special bloodline of Crocodile Warfare, but he had helped him but had great ambitions, perhaps he had already started to punish this human race.

He is still alive now, but it is because the Ancestor Crocodile God Sense didn't want to make Crocodile Fight against him.

Although this thousand years, he has used Xianyuan to refine part of the magical meaning of this magic armor.

But just like what Ling Xiao saw, his soul consciousness might not last long.

Now his body can't come, once the spirit is gone, if this magic armor is born, the ancient gods are afraid that he...cramps will be peeled off.

just! !

Ling Xiao didn't know whether the crocodile ancestor was dead or not.

Therefore, today, even if he wants to kill the crocodile war and this spirit, he must not use the power of the demon.

You can't even use all the power related to the demon, and... let's go with the flow.

A smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth, ancestors, the moment you scared me, it scared me.

My heart is unstable, my spiritual power is empty, and my spirit is corroded. Isn't it natural?

"Zhan'er! You are here..."

In the ancient formation, the remnant soul of the ancestral crocodile looked at the crocodile war, with a ray of relief in his eyes.

God bless my clan!

As my soul was about to dissipate, some of the younger generations awakened the blood of the wild and came here.

In this way, I won't let me lose the love of the ancient gods!

"Ancestor, I am here to collect the source of immortality in this formation, so as to break through the cultivation base and avenge the clan!"

Crocodile Zhan gritted his teeth fiercely, and an enchanting face gradually emerged in his mind.

Even if he hated her for three hundred years, Crocodile Zhan still felt a trace of pain in his heart.

Perhaps, she also has lasting difficulties.

"Oh? This fairy source is the key to suppressing the magic treasure. If you collect it, it will be difficult for this monster to seal it."

The ancestor crocodile spirit sighed. If the source of immortality is complete, he can use its immortal power to completely seal the magic treasure.

However, it was an incomplete source of immortality that the crocodile put into the formation at the beginning.

Of course, if Ling Xiao walks into the formation at this time, this ancestor soul will also be able to detect the fairy source aura in the former body.

It's a pity that this burst was originally a seal, even if his soul perception was isolated for a while.

Therefore, he only saw Ling Xiao as an individual youth, but he didn't even realize his realm.

"How can this be good?"

Crocodile was stunned for a long time before looking at the ancestor in front of him in a little panic.

Without a source of immortality and blood, how long will he have to cultivate before he can catch up with the footsteps of that woman in Zi Yan?

"My soul consciousness has also reached the edge of collapse, so now, I can only take a risk."

The ancestral crocodile spirit suddenly turned his head and looked at Crocodile Zhan with solemn expression.

"Zhan'er, since you have awakened our ancestral veins, you must be able to perfectly fit with my soul body, now..."

"I... Gan? Ancestor... You don't want to take me away, do you?"

Crocodile Zhan's body trembled and exclaimed with some fear.

"I'll take you a hammer, the deity is not dead yet!"

The ancestral crocodile spirit was stunned for a few breaths before glaring at Crocodile Zhan with hatred for iron and steel.

This kid has a good talent, but how does it look like he feels a bit mentally retarded?

"Ah? Ah! Yeah! How could my ancestor take away a mortal body when I was not dead."

Crocodile Zhan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

"Yes, the ancestors just said..."

"I control your physical body with my soul, so I can use some of the methods, otherwise, with your strength, even if you integrate with Xianyuan, it will be difficult to truly seal this armor."

The Ancestor Crocodile Spirit shook his head and smiled bitterly, but Crocodile Zhan's eyes suddenly condensed.

This... he talked for a long time, didn't he want to take me away?

"Ancestor? How to control it?"

"You open the sea of ​​soul and tell me to go in. Wait until I completely seal this armor, and then return the body to you."

The ancestor crocodile said calmly, but the crocodile's face was obviously hesitant.

"Zhan'er? You don't believe me?"

"Ancestor! How could I not believe you! But...you see, my body is not at the level of a **** king, and your soul is so terrifying, just in case..."

In fact, it's not to blame Crocodile War for hesitating at this time, after all, three hundred years ago, he also gave his life to the most trusted person.

What greeted him was a purgatory nightmare.

This magic treasure could not be born, he actually didn't care at all, the ancient **** of the immortal clan was too far away from him.

He just wants to merge with the source of immortality, leave here, and practice hard.

One day, he would stand in front of Zi Yan and ask her, but he regretted it.

"Huh! Even if this armor is sealed with devilish intent, the rank of this treasure can be called the highest! When you wear it on your body, no one can break the **** emperor in this lower realm."

The ancestral crocodile spirit snorted coldly, and said in a bitter tone, "Of course, there are many nine-day geniuses in my spirit, and I will leave you in the soul sea at that time."

"Ah? This... okay! Ancestor, then I will take this dangerous risk for the sake of the crocodile clan!"

Crocodile Zhan gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind.

Good luck and danger coexist, he understands this truth.

If... he can really get these two good things, a mere Violet, wouldn't he wave his hand to kill?

Master Ling Xiao, don't you mind?

How about sending this armor to you after I kill Zi Yan and avenge my blood.

"Open up the soul!"

The ancestral crocodile spirit sighed lightly, but just as his soul slid out of the ancient formation and was about to scavenge toward the crocodile battle, a stern roar suddenly came from the edge of the ancient temple.

"Roar! Ah!! Kill!! Kill!!!"

"boom!"

In the ancient hall, the originally calm magical intent suddenly caused ripples.

Layers of magical energy, like waves swept across, struggling to slap on the formation.

Both Crocodile Zhan's faces were stunned at the same time, and they turned to look at the place where the devilish energy surged.

However, seeing Ling Xiao who had originally been sitting in the temple, stood up suddenly, roared up to the sky, and the whole body's breath was disordered. The cold and evil spirit in those eyes was simply shocking.

"Ah!!! Kill! Kill!!!"

"what happened?!"

The crocodile warfare expression was stunned, and even the crocodile ancestor spirit stopped abruptly.

Wouldn't it be such a coincidence?

This kid, is his mind eroded by the devil?

"Kill! Kill!!! Ah! I'm so painful, I want to kill!! The ancestor of the crocodile!! The ancestor of the crocodile!!! Ah!!!"

Ling Xiao looked mad, turned around and ran wildly outside the ancient temple.

Seeing this scene, the ancestral crocodile spirit finally flashed a panic in his eyes. We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.