Chapter 878： Advent of the Son

Northern Xinjiang, Qingqiu.

Although the peaks here are not steep, they are wonderfully undulating.

The ancient trees in the mountains are stacked, lush and straight, and from a distance, it looks like the sky of Qinghai, full of vitality.

Ling Xiao stood with his hand in the void, winking at Zi Yan.

The latter understood, and immediately disappeared.

Ling Xiao still doesn't know exactly what the relationship between the princess of the Qingqiu fox tribe and Zhou Yandao is.

Once Zi Yan appeared rashly, if she was recognized by her, there would be trouble.

"My son! This is Qingqiu. My fox family has lived here for generations."

Bai Zhixi hugged Ling Xiao's arm, with a rare trace of fear on her face.

"My son...I sneaked out at the beginning, I wanted to go to Dongjiang to find you... Later... Later... whirr, my ancestor is very fierce, son, if she hits me later, you must protect me. "

"Do not worry!"

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently. Since the Qingqiu Fox Clan had not intervened in the turmoil of the northern frontier from beginning to end, in Ling Xiao's eyes, there were nothing more than two possibilities.

Or, they have abandoned Bai Zhixi, no matter who wins or loses in this dispute, it has nothing to do with the fox clan.

Either, they want to seek a bit of life in the chaos.

Bai Zhirou was suppressed by the divine lord, and although she did not kill her, there must be hidden secrets in it.

The Liuli Ancient Pagoda is Ye Qingchan's life spirit treasure. The **** master has always wanted to take it as his own. I'm afraid it's not just for the big demons in the tower.

After all, these demons have been suppressed for thousands of years, and their cultivation bases have long been weak. Under the shackles of this holy state, the divine master is already invincible, so why bother to find a few demon?

"Hee hee, I know that the son loves me the most, son... the previous Feng Ruge said... you have been with him, then when will you go with me?"

Bai Zhixi blushed pretty face, blinking a pair of pink eyes, looking at Ling Xiao expectantly.

"If you can put these thoughts on your cultivation, you won't be the third rank of the gods now! Let's talk about it when you step into the **** emperor."

Ling Xiao stretched out his hand and rubbed Bai Zhixi's small head, and raised his foot towards Qingqiu.

"Om!"

only!

Just when the two figures appeared in the sky above the green hill, they saw a wave of formation waves pervading from the foot of the mountain, layered on top of each other, transforming into infinite formation patterns, blocking their footsteps.

"Qingqiu escapes from the world, no foreign visitors, the son stopped."

"Humph! Blind your eyes, and don't see who I am!!"

Bai Zhixi's small face was taken aback, suddenly a little annoyed, as if refuting a big face, she pinched her waist and walked to Ling Xiao.

"Huh? Nine Princesses?"

On the green hill, the two young girls walked out immediately, looking at Bai Zhixi with a surprised look, "The nine princesses ran away from home and came back! Go and report to the ancestor! Don't let her run away this time!"

"Uh…"

Bai Zhixi's pretty face became redder, rubbing the corners of her clothes, and said angrily, "The image of this princess's gentleness and grace has been destroyed by you!"

"Om!"

In the distant sky, several wind-breaking noises suddenly heard, and an old figure with a group of powerful foxes stepped on from a distance, and arrived in front of Ling Xiao in an instant.

The clear light is leisurely, the pattern is extinguished, and disappears invisible.

"Presumably this is the Saint Son of Shengjiao, the old man is Qingqiu Baiqian, and I have seen the Son."

Bai Qian leaned slightly, and behind her, the queen of nine-tailed fox changed her face and gave a salute.

"Baiqian?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, and the corners of his mouth seemed amused.

Qian Qian, is that you?

Yours, night... slippery?

"I don't know why Saint Son came here?"

The face of the queen of nine-tailed fox is obviously a little gloomy. She was born and had nine daughters.

The eldest daughter, Tianzi, is extremely clever and follows the divine lord, but she ends up in a trapped abyss, which is hard to come out forever.

Now that Qingqiu's most talented little nine princess is still confused with this holy child, how can she make her feel at ease?

"Oh, I heard that the princess of your clan once followed the god, and I have something to ask her."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, and took a deep look at the queen of nine-tailed fox.

It was this look that instantly made the Northern Frontier Great Demon feel a deep-hearted horror.

She has long heard of what happened in northern Xinjiang in the past few days.

Shengjiao Shengzi, with the three powerhouses of the nine ranks, powerfully kills the new emperor of the demon clan and the Qinglong emperor, and establishes Jiuyou as the emperor.

From then on, there were no more emperors and ten kings in northern Xinjiang, only one Jiuyou emperor remained.

Such a young hero is not something she can provoke.

"Hehe, please come with me, Saint Son."

Bai Qian's eyes condensed slightly, and he stared at the queen of nine-tailed fox, "Holy Son, please."

"Work."

Ling Xiao smiled gently, his coldness dissipated in an instant, and he followed Bai Qian's back towards the depths of Qingqiu.

"Holy Son! This is it."

When everyone fell to the top of the abyss, Bai Qian and others did not move forward.

Ling Xiao nodded lightly, "Zhixi, you are waiting for me here."

"My son...I..."

Bai Zhixi just wanted to open her mouth, but when she saw the ancestor Bai Qian shook his head slightly, she immediately closed her mouth and dared not say much.

It wasn't until Ling Xiao's figure stepped into the abyss that Bai Qian sighed lightly.

"Old ancestor! Why don't you let me go with the son? I tell you, I am the demon emperor of Northern Xinjiang now, and the son promised me that he will inform Beijiang in a few days and make me an emperor!"

Bai Zhixi looked at Bai Qian angrily, and grumbled with a small mouth.

"Hey."

Only at this time, Bai Qian did not open her mouth, only sighed deeply.

With Bai Zhixi's temperament, how can he know that if there is no power, what is the meaning of the word demon?

Throughout history, which demon king and demon emperor in northern Xinjiang did not fight from a sea of ​​blood.

The reason why these two words shocked all monsters was not the emperor's name, but the honor of the blood flowing through them.

How sad is it to give you the emperor?

If this emperor can't rule the world, how is it different from a pig and a dog if he is alone?

The saint son came here to unify the demon clan, but didn't do anything against Qingqiu.

If it was just because of Baizhixi, Bai Qian would naturally not believe it, but Baizhirou was the forbidden rib of the divine lord. What happened to him this time?

"Zhixi? How did you and Shengzi...get acquainted?"

"Ancestor, this is the Young Master Ling Xiao I mentioned to you before! As for when he will become a Saint Son, I don't know how."

Bai Zhixi curled his lips, this stinky young man actually kept it from me for so long.

If I knew that you were the Son of the Holy Church, I would be so low-key!

I made myself king a long time ago, how can I use Jiuyou to dominate the limelight!

snort!

"Young Master Ling Xiao? You mean, you have known this Young Master a long time ago?"

Bai Qian frowned slightly, her eyes flashed with surprise.

Although she has never seen the holy son of the holy religion, it is said that this holy son has been practicing with the Lord of God and has never been born.

Are the rumors false or... the holy son is false?

"Yeah! When I ran away from the lower realm, I met Young Master Ling Xiao... If it weren't for Young Master, I would have died in the hands of the Blood Soul Temple."

There was a dazed look in Bai Zhixi's big eyes. What happened to the ancestor, how could he be surprised at such an age.

"Blood Soul Temple?"

Bai Qian's face was dull, she turned to look at the queen of nine-tailed fox, but finally said nothing.

This is the end of the matter, and she has no choice.

No matter who this Ling Xiao is, what it means to come to Qingqiu, it seems that she can't stop her.

The so-called escape from the world, in the face of absolute strength, is like a joke.

That's all, it's a fate or a robbery, it can only be fixed by heaven.