Chapter 1010： How can Ling Mou

"Since Junior Brother is so eager, then I have to be serious."

Yang Yuan took a deep breath and stepped out abruptly.

only! !

Before his figure fell in front of Xu Tianyue, he saw that the proud son of the Void Dao Sect suddenly knelt to the ground.

"Uuuuuuu, I gave up! I gave up! Brother, don't beat me! Please don't beat me!"

At this time, Xu Tianyue wanted to think that his most powerful trump card had never shaken Yang Yuan the slightest. Once the latter was serious, would he be killed on the battlefield?

After all, he confessed his identity on weekdays, but he often bullied Yang Yuan.

Now the latter has grown to such a point, once there is resentment in his heart, today he is 80% going to be lifted off the battlefield.

The villain, except for a bit of identity, has always been poor in xinxing and everything.

Love to pretend, but also afraid of death.

In layman's terms, Dao Xin will be broken at the touch of it!

"Um?"

Jin Hui just bloomed outside Yang Yuan's body, and dimmed in an instant.

He nodded slightly and turned to look at the Void Sect Master, "Sect Master!"

"Yes, let's go down the mountain. But remember, you must never provoke the young master of the Ling clan, and you two, also go down the mountain with Yang Yuan! After all, the Void Domain is the domain of my Void Dao Sect, if no disciple is born. , For fear of being laughed at."

Sect Master Void's eyes condensed slightly, and there seemed to be a guess in his heart.

At the moment when Yang Yuan's spiritual power was running, his body seemed to be blooming with golden brilliance.

Obviously, this kid must have cultivated some terrifying body-refining tactics.

With his identity and background, it is impossible to come into contact with this level of good fortune, most of which is bestowed by him.

In this way, he wouldn't be able to deliberately make things difficult.

"Yes!"

Yang Yuan bowed, turned and went down the mountain.

And where he passed, all the disciples of the Void Dao Sect retreated to the sides of their own accord, their eyes flickered, and there was an unconcealable awe on their faces.

It turned out that Senior Brother Yang was the real enchanting figure of Dao Zong.

Behind him, the other two Sect Masters followed closely, but there was no trace of arrogance on their faces.

"Brother Yang Yuan! Strengthen my Dao Sect!"

I don't know who opened his mouth and gave a soft drink, and then, the entire Taoist sect suddenly heard a loud rumbling.

"Brother Yang Yuan! Strengthen my Dao Sect!!"

In the past few days, the beheading of Qi Lanyue's arm has already swept away the majesty of the Void Dao Sect.

And this time the secret realm was opened, Qing Cang's top evildoers gathered, as long as Yang Yuan can shine on this trip, his dignity will be regained.

Dare to travel to the sky with a mortal body, Brother Yang Yuan, you are the backbone of my Dao Sect, the spirit of immortality! !

You see, no matter where the human heart is so realistic, only strength is the root of everything.

"Zhimeng, you have just broken through your realm, so let's go down the mountain to experience it, remember what I taught you, knowing that you can't do it, you are a fool! It is the most reasonable way to save your life!"

Suddenly an old voice came from Xia Zhimeng's ear.

Immediately, she turned her head and looked at the figure in the black robe that went away in the mountains, a hint of playfulness suddenly appeared in her eyes.

"Zhimeng, this young man has a very good temperament, and now he has good fortune, or a companion of immortality."

"Huh! I knew it."

Xia Zhimeng snorted coldly, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

What is surprising is that the many disciples of the Void Dao Sect beside him are unaware of this.

Outside the rock cliff city, there is an endless splendor blooming in the sky.

Layers of Taoist rhyme and power came from all directions, turned into ancient boats and gods, and descended from the sky.

At this time, in the place a hundred miles outside the city, two figures stepped on the cloud, standing above the cloud dome.

Those were two beautiful women in luxurious clothes.

Qingsifendai, her eyes are like autumn water.

Among them, the older woman, dressed in a red robe, has a graceful posture, and her fairy face contains a hint of hegemony.

The remaining girl is in a white dress, with a shy look, clear eyes, and a holy temperament, which makes people have an urge to pity.

"Aunt, can't my Xuanyuan clan go out of the far north?"

The girl in white pursed her red lips lightly, she was obviously just born with a formal appearance.

"Weiyang, you must always remember that my Xuanyuan clan is the human emperor clan, and now your aunt Hui is in charge of Xuanyuan, my Xuanyuan clan no longer has to curl up in the far north.

The red-robed woman smiled, the emperor's power was awe-inspiring.

"Oh! Aunt, I heard from my father that the aunt has the blood of the emperor, she is the most talented Xuanyuan clan, but her realm..."

Xuanyuan Weiyang was obviously a little confused. According to the elders of the clan, the bloodline of the human emperor was the strongest bloodline of the human clan, inherited from the ancestors of Xuanyuan.

Once this pulse is awakened, the emperor can step forward without being fettered by shackles.

But what, the aunt's cultivation base is only half holy?

"You have to ask your good uncle about this! Okay, Yanya City is here. I will see your cousin later. I will return to the Xuanyuan Clan. I heard that your cousin is very Handsome, you follow him and practice hard, the future of my Xuanyuan clan can be on you."

The woman in the red robe smiled playfully, but Xuanyuan Weiyang's pretty face turned red, her voice shyly said, "Auntie!!"

"Hahahaha, Weiyang, your temperament is too weak, your aunt said that if you can't cultivate in the holy realm, you are not allowed to return to the far north."

The red-robed woman shook her head, held the girl's jade hand, and stepped toward the rocky cliff city.

At this time, in the courtyard of the city, Ling Xiao calmly looked at the figures in front of him, with a gentle smile on his face.

The young master of the Lin Family of Longevity, Lin Yuan, is the sixth-rank of exalted realm, with a magnificent spirit and dual principles of sword and wind.

Unfortunately, without luck, it is destined to be just the background of an era.

Gu Yue, the second prince of the Gu Lin dynasty, sixth rank, Chi Lin bloodline, five thousand auras, strong face, burly figure, and comprehension of the two principles of Gengjin and Extreme Yang.

It was Li Zhichu from the Heavenly Academy, with a beautiful face and a graceful figure. His white robe was shining with radiance, which seemed to be a little out of the dust.

The first disciple of the Confucian academy cultivated the awe-inspiring righteousness. Three feet in front of him seemed to be sheltered by gods, and evil spirits would not invade.

Although she had never comprehended the principles of Taoism and had no divine body at the sixth rank of the noble state, among the three, Li Zhichu had the most terrifying feeling for Ling Xiao.

Two thousand luck is somewhat inexplicable.

Is it possible that among the characters that Li Zhichu is involved in, is there a real man of destiny?

Behind the three of them, there are still many sect Tianjiao, ancient disciples, and the eyes looking at Ling Xiao at this time are full of awe and respect.

"Farewell to Young Master Ling Xiao! Has Young Master's injury improved?"

Gu Yue, the second prince of the Gu Lin dynasty, smiled eagerly and took out a spirit pill from the ring of the universe and handed it to Ling Xiao, "Young Master, this is the treasure of my God Dynasty, Lin Blood Pill, maybe it will affect the Young Master’s injury. It helps."

"Haha! Thank you! To me, everyone can come, it is the good fortune of the sky, otherwise, with my own strength, I really can't be sure to kill the demon!"

Ling Xiao said as he took the Lin Blood Pill into his arms, shaking his head and sighed slightly.

"The name of the young master is too mundane. The monks of my generation are all striving for the passage of the immortal road, and the background identity is no more than a foreign object. Ling Mou was lucky to be born in the Ling clan, but he was just a **** in this immortal road and was of no importance."

"Haha! Young... Young Master Ling Xiao is as easy and gentle as rumored. Now that demon is in trouble for the common people in the world, we are now the arrogant of Qing Cang, and I naturally have the responsibility to help justice! I also hope that Young Master will lead us to punish this demon together!!"

Gu Yueyi's words were solemn and majestic, but Ling Xiao raised his brows and revealed a trace of evil charm at the corner of his mouth.

"Oh?"