Chapter 942： Much-anticipated

In the ancient hall, Ling Xiao dressed in black and sat quietly cross-legged.

Around him, the endless fairy glory began to bloom, in which there seemed to be a divine shadow standing, the immortal bowed his head, the old Buddha sat cross-legged, chanting the Bible, and influenced the demons.

only!

As soon as the young man's eyes opened, the phantoms of the gods and gods from the heavens trembled and were about to shatter.

The magic in Ling Xiao's eyes flashed away, and then slowly got up and walked out of the hall.

Seven grades of the noble state, the soul of the holy state, the supreme body.

Today's Ling Xiao, even if he is facing a real holy realm powerhouse, he is afraid that he will be able to directly crush him with his body.

The rhyme of 100,000 years of Taoism has now forged Ling Xiao's physical body to perfection, and various heavenly secret rules have evolved on their own, which can be called mysticism.

"Welcome the Lord to go out!"

However, just as his figure stepped out of the ancient temple, a graceful figure in purple clothes suddenly appeared in the void and stood in front of him.

At this time, Midie, there was an unobtrusive admiration on Qiao's face, and the sentiment flowing in those purple eyes made Ling Xiao feel a chill in her heart.

Coveted for hundreds of thousands of years, this... If he succeeds once, wouldn't it be an endless battle?

"You don't teach the disciples in the ancestral land, what are you doing here?"

Ling Xiao's eyebrows were raised slightly, and there was an indifferent smile on his face.

He doesn't have any feelings for this Demon Temple Demon King, but it is obvious that this woman is not pure in her mind towards the Heaven Demon.

"Today is the day the Lord was born. Many forces from all over Qingcang have come. I am the ninth ancestor of the Ling Clan. Of course, I have to stand behind the Lord and call those Yingying and Yanyan...cough cough, making those with unpredictable hearts. The person who knows the background of my Ling clan."

Mi Die smiled, but Ling Xiao shook her head, with a thought, the figure suddenly disappeared in place, and after this moment, she reappeared in front of Mi Die's eyes.

"Um?"

Midie's beautiful eyes condensed slightly, and a shocking color suddenly appeared in the bottom of his eyes.

With her strength, she had never noticed how Ling Xiao concealed her aura and concealed her whereabouts.

Worthy of being the Lord!

Even today's youthful posture, there is no difference between the world and the earth, and the mighty power.

"Let's go."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, and walked towards the horizon.

At this moment, he could feel that in the direction of the Ling Clan Temple, there were countless powerful and ancient auras standing upright.

Obviously, the Qing Cang realm is very curious about him, the young master of the Ling clan.

I just don’t know how many...leeks gathered before this hall today?

Until Midie and "Ling Xiao" walked away, before the ancient temple, suddenly another figure appeared.

Ling Xiao looked at the sky in the distance, with a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, and immediately saw his palm stick out, tore open the void, and swiftly rushed towards the outside of the battlefield of God.

"Buzzing."

In front of the Ling Clan Temple, there is a mighty spirit and a prosperous Tianyun.

There are endless divine glory gathered above the heads of the crowd, and the atmosphere of the avenue stretches for thousands of miles.

Dozens of earthly sacred and holy realm powerhouses have descended, and these grand scenes have been extremely rare in the past tens of thousands of years.

And these people are all here for a teenager.

The Taikoo Ling clan is extremely mysterious.

The world only knows that in this clan, the nine elders of the direct line have all been enshrined, and the clan leader Ling Cangming is even the first person under the heavenly supreme.

But now, looking at the countless Ling clan powerhouses standing densely around the square, whether it is Xuexiyan, the young master of the realm main hall, or Hong Guji, the master of the Taoist Academy’s puppet courtyard, all eyes Revealing a touch of solemnity.

What is the background?

The evildoers emerge one after another, and the strong do not die.

After tens of thousands of years of accumulation, this power will only become more terrifying.

But at the moment, many holy realm powerhouses who are enough to establish sects in this Qingcang realm, known as the foundation, stand around the hall like guards, and are not qualified to step into the temple in front of the temple.

"Om."

Between the heaven and the earth, there was a sudden surging of Taoist rhyme, and the sound of the immortal sounded.

I saw that above the tens of thousands of miles of blue sky, suddenly there was a celestial majesty, which instantly changed the expressions of countless powerful forces in front of the temple.

"Om."

Numerous Linghui rises up and down, and the void suddenly blooms with various colors.

When everyone looked up in horror and looked at the top of the sky, they saw a white figure falling from the sky, graceful and mighty.

"Meet the ancestors who travel far!"

Ling Cangming and a group of Ling clan elders immediately bowed and bowed, and there were sounds of kneeling and bowing neatly around the temple.

"Ling Yuanxing!"

Hearing the words, everyone's eyes condensed, but their hearts felt a little stunned.

Ling Yuan, the ancestor of the Ling clan, is the only one of the Ling clan who is known to the world.

Although with the strength of the people in front of the hall, it is impossible to see his cultivation realm at all.

But that power alone is enough to shock the world.

"Well, you are welcome to come to my Ling Clan to witness the birth of my Ling Clan Young Master."

Ling Yuanxing's expression was indifferent, unlike in front of Ling Xiao.

I saw that wherever his eyes came, there were celestial rhymes gushing out, making people afraid to look directly.

"Xing Lao, can you feel the strength of this Ling Clan ancestor?"

Before the crowd, Xue Xiyan frowned slightly, but his heart was shocked.

According to rumors, the ancestor of the Ling clan is the youngest member of the Ling clan.

In other words, his cultivation base may also be the weakest.

"Five-Rank Heavenly Supreme."

Lu Xinghe's tone was indifferent, and he didn't see too many waves on his face.

"Five-Rank?"

Xuexiyan nodded lightly, just about to open his mouth, but suddenly a pair of wings stretched out on the sky.

After a breath, the sky was dark and the light was exhausted.

There is an extremely overbearing supreme power descending from the sky, shocking people's hearts.

"Young Master! Be careful!"

Lu Xinghe's eyes condensed slightly, and his sword intent rose into the sky, stepping out, blocking Xuexi Rock behind him.

After all, in this world, the only force that truly makes the Realm Master Hall jealous is the Ling Clan.

What's more, when the demon was born, according to Shaojun's guess, it might be inextricably linked with the Ling clan.

In this way, if the Ling clan wants to control the Azure Realm, it is bound to take action against the Realm Master Hall.

Now that the realm master is missing, the Ling clan has no worries. Lu Xinghe does not want Xuexiyan to take this risk to come to the ancestral land of the Ling clan, precisely because... he is worried that the Ling clan will take action against the young monarch who controls the lifeline of the realm master's palace.

Right now, this Lingwei was enough to threaten Lu Xinghe's life.

Obviously, another ancestor of the Ling clan... is now alive!

"Om!"

In the endless darkness, there was a sudden hum.

Then!

Just as the chill was rising in everyone's heart, and the whole body was shining brightly, above the ten thousand li void, suddenly a black figure slowly emerged.

However, there is no ray of spiritual power radiating from his body, and as he steps forward, there are avenues of green lotus blooming in the sky.

And above that fairy face, there was a trace of gentleness, which made people's fear, and suddenly disappeared.

Flawless, clear and natural.

It is as if the fairy is peerless, and like the boundless deep space.

The world is silent, auspicious clouds dispel the shady, and the fairy radiance shines forever.

And the elders and clansmen of the Ling clan bowed down at this time, and awakened the strong men of the ancient immortal clan who had been sluggish in place from the shock.

"Welcome the young master!"