"Wind chimes, who are you... on earth?"

Ling Xiao lowered his head and looked at the dignified girl.

From her, Ling Xiao could feel an extremely vicissitudes of ancient aura.

This kind of breath is almost decayed, but it is still immortal.

original!

Ling Xiao had some guesses about the origin of Feng Ling.

On the nine floors of the ancient glazed tower, the spirit that has awakened from sleep for a long time, or the spiritual wisdom born from the last devil bone.

But now it seems that neither is.

Especially since the upper realm, this girl seems to have suddenly awakened a lot of memories, becoming more mysterious and powerful, even the blood of the four ancient dynasties seals, can hardly shake her.

You know, in Ling Xiao's body, when facing that drop of golden blood, he felt endless horror.

But Feng Ling just waved his hand and completely suppressed it.

"Ling Xiao, actually... I also really want to know who I am..."

Feng Ling's eyes became more and more lonely, a kind of loneliness with the same sadness as the world.

"I'll find out, who on earth... deprived me of everything..."

Just as Ling Xiao frowned and thought in his heart, when he saw the girl in front of him, a bright smile suddenly appeared on her face.

Like a lily in full bloom in the dark, it is obviously cold, but inexplicably warm.

"The demon bone is located in the middle of the mountain, but there seems to be an ancient aura next to it. Be careful."

When the words fell, Feng Ling didn't even pay attention to the surprise on Ling Xiao's face, and directly lifted his foot towards Tian Dian.

only!

At the moment when her figure was about to disappear, she looked down at Na Wu Le with a bit of boredom, raised her hand lightly, and then... lightly shook it.

At this moment, in the land of Nawu Le’s full body, it seems that there is a huge invisible force that has turned into a tide, rushing and pouring.

Ling Xiao's eyes condensed, and he hurriedly stopped saying, "Wind chime! Stop!"

"Um?"

Above the void, Feng Ling wore a black dress, with a cold face, Xiao Xiaoqiong seemed to let out a soft snort, "Noisy, who told him to wake me up."

Upon hearing this, Ling Xiao's face suddenly showed a wry smile, "I'll do it."

"Om!"

There was a sudden buzzing sound in the world.

I saw a thundercloud crashing down above Wu Le's head.

Among them, there seemed to be rivers surging, sacred mountains collapsed, and a blood moon rose slowly, shining on the eternal sky.

Suddenly, a daze appeared on Wu Le's face, and the world in front of him was finally completely gloomy at this time.

I saw a series of remnant souls slowly coming from the end of the darkness, drowning him.

No matter how Wu Le struggled, it was difficult to make a sound at all.

This short period of breath was the most terrifying nightmare Wu Le has ever experienced in his life.

In the ancient forest, Ling Xiao stood with his hand in his hand, looking at the numb face in front of him, the young man who had no vitality in his body for a long time, and there was not a trace of fluctuation on his face.

Behind him, Feng Ruge's three female eyes were a little shocked.

In just a few months, the young master's cultivation seemed to have reached a height that they couldn't reach.

Although the three of them had just joined forces, Wu Le had been forced to death.

However, it is one thing to have the upper hand, and another to kill.

What's more, the son seems to have never taken any action at all, and Wu Le is already fascinated.

"Go and practice, next, you will all have a new fairy path."

Ling Xiao turned around and faced Feng Ruge's three women.

Now everything is in place, only waiting for midnight.

At this time, Wu Le was already under the control of Ling Xiao's Soul Seal, becoming a soul slave.

As long as he thought, the latter soul sea would be completely shattered.

When the time comes, not only will the divine body be lucky, but Lu Ming will be unable to escape.

"Yes! Master!"

The three women glanced at each other, turned and walked toward the depths of the domain.

But Ling Xiao raised his head, looking at the graceful figure still sitting in the void, surrounded by the thundering robbery, the corners of his mouth gradually raised with a smile.

Gu Chaoci's holy calamity will be overwhelming for a while.

Ling Xiao also had some guesses about the concerns in her heart.

It's just that which link revealed the flaw, he still doesn't know.

But, in any case, one hundred thousand luck is indeed... terrifying.

Even if Ling Xiao works step by step and thinks that the clothes are seamless, it seems that there will still be mistakes in front of these people of great luck.

I just don't know what kind of luck Jun Hanche, who pressed Gu Chaoci on the Daotian Ancient Tablet, was carrying.

Faintly, Ling Xiao seemed to have a hunch, this person's origin may not be in the Qing Cang realm, or even a contemporary person.

But compared with the Xia Feng and others he met before, the opportunity for Jun Hanche's appearance was somewhat mysterious.

So with Ling Xiao's mind, he was a little confused for a while.

This fairy path is really... magnificent.

The road to cutting the sky is a long way to go!

at the same time.

Daotian Academy, deep in the back mountain.

I saw here, the ancient forests overlapped, and the mist was heavy.

There are thousands of peaks and rugged rocks.

Among them, atop a Wanren mountain peak, two figures stand side by side on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the Great Abyss and the sea of ​​clouds, like a fairy.

The night falls, and the stars are bright.

The strands of moonlight fell down, shining on the rock wall of a lonely mountain as bright as day.

"My son, this is the moon-watching platform of our Daotian Academy, and it is the most secluded and beautiful place in the entire Academy at night."

Li Zhichu's face was ruddy, and she turned her eyes to the teenager beside her from time to time.

At this time, Ling Xiao's face was quite calm, but there seemed to be purple intent flowing in his eyes, immaculate and unconventional.

"It is indeed a good place to enjoy the moon."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, and saw that Li Zhichu took out two wine jars from Qiankun Ring and handed it to Ling Xiao, "I know that my son likes to drink. This righteousness brew is my master’s unique secret recipe, which is refined by awe-inspiring spirit. It’s made, the son tastes it."

"good."

Ling Xiao smiled, opened the wine seal, and only smelled a scent, which was mellow and refreshing.

Before the wine entered his throat, Haoran was clear, and his body was muddy and exhausted.

"Good wine."

Ling Xiao raised his head, took a sip, and felt a hot sword-like spiritual energy piercing through the internal organs. At first, it was extremely strong, but it turned into a warm feeling and wandered through his body, dispelling the cold silence.

"My son, how is it?"

Li Zhichu covered her mouth and chuckled, and the moonlight shone, making that pretty face whiter and more delicate, as flawless as a beautiful jade, it can be broken by blowing, it is really alluring.

I have to say that Li Zhichu can be called a national beauty and a beautiful temperament in terms of appearance alone, and his temperament is gentle and pleasant.

However, for Ling Xiao, a woman with no luck was destined to be just an insignificant scenery on the way to this fairy.

"Yes, but..."

Ling Xiao stopped talking, and finally shook his head and smiled, "Sister Li, your little brother seems to be quite hostile to me."

"Um?"

The smile on Li Zhichu's face instantly condensed, and his bright eyes seemed to be a little flustered, "The son said... Junior Brother Lu Ming?"