Chapter 1065： Far from enough

"Amitabha."

Yaoguang sighed lightly, slowly closed his eyes and closed his five senses, as if he wanted to escape the **** scene in front of him.

However, when she thought of the helplessness and fear in the eyes of the girl in the cage, she suddenly realized that the Buddha's heart was broken, which might not be a good thing.

In this way, she can truly see the good and evil in this world.

Although Ling Xiao's move was too cruel and tyrannical, he was right. If there is no bottom line for compassion, then there will only be more Xiao Yuer in this world, suffering torment, and lonely life.

This girl is undoubtedly lucky, she has a brother who loves her, and his brother is a follower of Ling Xiao.

But other people may not have such good luck.

Thinking about it this way, what Ling Xiao did today is also a good deed!

"Let's go! It's time for the Xiao Clan to give us an explanation."

Ling Xiao turned his head and took a deep look at Xiao Peng, only to see that the Son of Destiny suddenly knelt on the ground at this moment, his eyes flushed.

"Lord! Today's great grace, Xiao Peng can't repay him. For the rest of his life, the Lord can take it anytime."

Upon hearing this, Ling Xiao waved his hand, stepped out, and walked towards the upper bound.

From beginning to end, Xuanyuan Weiyang didn't say a word, although she was also a little scared at this time. At first glance, she saw Ling Xiao's indifference and domineering, which was completely different from the gentle young man he had seen before.

But, it is inexplicable, I feel at ease, seeing him... I feel at ease.

"Master!"

Xiao Peng gritted his teeth and tried to keep himself from crying.

He raised his head and looked at the peerless figure in black clothes. He didn't get up and chase after it until the bottom of his heart was carved.

And this scene eventually became Xiao Peng's only obsession for the rest of his life.

Even if the era changes, he controls the long river of time, stands tall in the past and the present, the only thing in his heart is this extinction, and the gentle and peerless figure standing in front of others.

Unfortunately…

"Boom!"

In the demon yuan realm, killings occurred everywhere.

Countless spirits bloomed in the sky, and disappeared in a flash.

And this dynasty, which ruled the Demon Yuan Realm for three hundred years, was finally completely destroyed today, with no one left.

Even those who surrendered to this clan could not escape death and were slaughtered.

The endless blood gas turned into a cloud of blood, covering the wasteland, frightening the four wilds.

But at this time, no one dared to easily step into the Jinguang Dynasty, for fear that it would lead to a senseless killing.

Until the ancient void ship vacated and went away quietly, someone boldly stepped into the temple, but was shocked by the scene in front of them.

I saw the shrine everywhere, with corpses all over the ground, blood flowing into the sea.

Both the emperor and the ancestor of the golden eagle were brutally killed.

What is even more frightening is that the whole temple shows no signs of struggling.

It is as if this family of golden eagles is willing to be slaughtered...

At this time, the treasure pavilion of the temple was also cleaned out, and even the Qiankun bags on the golden eagle ancestors and others disappeared for no reason.

Inexplicably, some people began to be frightened, and quietly retreated, not daring to step into the temple for half a step.

Xiao clan, clan hall.

At this moment, above the hall, a ruddy-faced old man in a gray robe sat in the main seat, staring coldly at the elders of the Xiao clan below.

"Xiao Shan! What a good thing you did!!"

This person is named Xiao Yu, who is the fourth ancestor of the Xiao Clan, the supreme Qipindi.

The moment Lingxiao broke the Xiao Clan guardian formation, the Xiao Clan ancestor had already regained consciousness.

Just waiting to see the ten thousand black demon guards, he did not dare to show up easily after all, for fear of misunderstanding the Ling clan.

Compared to Xiao Shan and the others, the supreme powerhouses like Xiao Yu who have lived for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years will only have more awe for the Ling Clan in the bottom of my heart.

"Old ancestor..."

Xiao Shan looked terrified. Today, in his line, six Tianjiao died at the same time.

Once the position of his clan leader is deposed, he may fall completely into despair.

"Hmph! Young Master Ling clan wants to confess, then take your sacred artifact to him."

Xiao Yu snorted coldly, a holy artifact, even if you look at the Xiao Clan, it is the inside story.

However, it would not be unacceptable for the Xiao Clan to end this dispute.

Now that Xiao Moyi is dead, facts have proved that this proud man of heaven does not have the strength to lead the entire Xiao Clan back to the top.

There is nothing to regret so.

"A holy artifact, I'm afraid it's not enough."

But when Xiao Shan was secretly pondering, outside the hall, suddenly there was a cold laugh.

Seeing Ling Xiao stepping forward, beside him, Xiao Moyi was creeping on the ground, his expression frightened, and his mind already a little confused.

Xiao Peng, Yaoguang, and Xuanyuan Weiyang followed closely, with a hint of coldness on their faces.

Especially Xuanyuan Weiyang, originally because of her temperament, she would not easily show hostility to anyone.

But now, looking at Xiao Moyi who was tortured by the son, she was inexplicably relieved.

"Young Master Ling Xiao!"

In the hall, many Xiao clan powerhouses trembled lightly, and there was a touch of complex depressive resentment on their faces.

The dignified young master of the Xiao clan is now led by Ling Xiao like an animal.

Once such a shame was spread, the entire Xiao Clan was afraid that it would be completely discredited.

"Young Master Ling Xiao... a holy artifact, it is the sincerity of my Xiao Clan, and I hope that Young Master will lift up his precious hand and let Mo Yi go."

Xiao Yu took a deep breath, his tone calm and quiet.

"If this is your Xiao Clan's attitude, then... okay."

Ling Xiao nodded indifferently, and suddenly waved his hand and fell on Xiao Moyi's head.

Suddenly, blood gushed out, and the poor young master of the Xiao Clan was killed by Ling Xiao without ever reacting.

"Dip! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the Son of Destiny. The plundering luck is worth 3,000 points, and the villain is worth 30,000 points."

"Dip! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the Son of Destiny, and getting an extra reward for the Evil Fire Body."

"Dip! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the Son of Destiny, obtaining the low-grade holy artifact, and binding the fairy lock."

"Dip! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the Son of Destiny and obtaining an eighth-rank qi-shielding talisman (which can cover its own aura for three hours)."

"Dip! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the Son of Destiny and obtaining 3% of Destiny forged value."

"Let's go."

Ling Xiao casually threw the iron chain into the hall, and turned to go outside the hall.

"you!!"

Xiao Yu gritted his teeth fiercely, but in the end he did not dare to move anything lightly.

With the background of the Ling clan, this Ling Xiao has experienced the troubled times, and it is impossible not to have some life-saving hole cards.

Don't say that he is a territorial supreme in a small area, I am afraid that it will be the power of the sky supreme that will kill this son in the end...very likely it will not be Ling Xiao.

But now, Ling Xiao walked away in anger, the Xiao Clan...I was afraid that he would be in big trouble.

"Hehe, why should Young Master Ling Xiao be angry?"

However, just as the four of them were about to walk out of the hall, a gentle laugh suddenly came from above the void.

I saw ripples rippling away, and an old man in white clothes and white hair immediately revealed his figure and appeared in front of Ling Xiao and the others.

"Um?"

Ling Xiao's eyes condensed slightly, although there was no aura from the white-haired old man at this time.

But that kind of momentum that fits the heavens and the earth is definitely not something that the supreme and powerful earth can possess.

Obviously, the cultivation base of this person in front of him has already entered the realm of Heavenly Sovereign.