Chapter 1251： Dawn on earth

For a while, Lu Ming only felt cold rising all over his body, and sweat dripped on his back.

At this time he discovered that from the beginning, he had overlooked one thing.

If everything he saw was false, then...this conspiracy was actually aimed at him...a person? !

But why?

The young master of the dignified Ling clan, why did he calculate him so deliberately?

"you you…"

Lu Ming's lips trembled lightly, feeling at a loss as never before.

He had never met Ling Xiao, and had no hatred at all. Why did the young master of the dignified Primordial Ling clan push him to such a desperate situation step by step?

Suddenly, Lu Ming seemed to be more certain. The righteousness and integrity displayed by this young man was just an illusion! !

He must be hiding another unknown face.

An identity enough to make the entire Azure Realm tremble! !

But what could it be? !

Just as Lu Ming's thoughts turned a hundred times and his eyes gradually frightened, he saw the void suddenly wavering for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, that calm and indifferent face suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Say, who are you, and why did you frame me?"

Ling Xiao frowned lightly, a pair of murderous intent in his eyes.

In his hand, an ancient silver sword bloomed mysteriously, freezing the frame of time and space, and slashed towards him.

"Om."

Jian Yin suddenly rose, and the endless fairy radiance covered the starry sky.

I saw the land with a radius of a hundred miles, the sword intent was vertical and horizontal, and the world opened up.

"you…"

Lu Ming's face changed drastically. Having seen the scene where Ling Xiao fought against the six masters of the demon clan, he naturally knew that the young master of the Ling clan's kendo attainments could be called shocking past and present.

However, he can't die, at least, can't bear this kind of grievance, the death is unclear.

"Ling Xiao!! Sooner or later, I will unveil your mask of hypocrisy!!"

Lu Ming looked up to the sky and roared, knowing that no matter how to explain it at this time, it would be difficult to believe it, and there was a sudden burst of soul in his eyes.

In its body, the four colors of gold, white, blue, and black rose alternately, and there were thousands of divine shadows encircling the heaven and the earth in the faint.

Buddha, ancient immortals, sages, ghosts and demons have everything available, or sitting cross-legged by chanting, or overlooking the heaven and earth, or killing the common people, just like a deserted ancient fairy garden, mysterious and unpredictable.

With Lu Ming's strength, it was difficult to truly resist Xia Lingxiao's invincible sword power.

even! !

Even if he hesitated at this moment, he will fall here today.

Ten thousand Buddhas and ghost shadows opened their eyes, the world trembled, Lu Ming's eyes shone, and he saw a colorful mysterious blade smashing the virtual world, and his figure stepped into it without hesitation and turned into a ghost mist. ,Disappear.

"boom!!"

Jian Hui fell down, strangling and shattering the entire space.

But Ling Xiao's face was inexplicably gloomy.

The whole mountain is silent.

All the disciples of the clan looked at the sky with horror, and looked at the young man who had merged with the night, their lips trembled, but they didn't know what to say.

Just now, they saw the strangeness outside Lu Ming.

Buddhism and ghost practitioners, Taoism and Confucianism worship.

What is the origin of this little disciple of the Confucian Academy, even Young Master Ling Xiao couldn't stop him.

Moreover, that colorful ancient dagger can actually smash the void, against chaos Qingming?

The treasure has even transcended the category of sacred artifacts! !

But, how can a disciple of a Confucian school, a youth without background, possess such a natural talent for good fortune? !

"Ghosts?"

Ling Xiao stood with his hands in his hands, vicissitudes of life in his eyes.

Suddenly there was an exclamation in the crowd. Gu Yu’s eyes trembled and she lost her voice. That is to say, that kind of aura is not like a Confucian school practice, it has a kind of evil meaning of a ghost!"

"What! Ghost race?!"

Hearing this, everyone's faces trembled more and more, especially the evil ghost mist that Lu Ming had just displayed, which made people think of many things in an instant.

Lingxiao is well known all over the world.

even! !

In the eyes of many human races, the sole young master of the Taikoo Ling Clan for 100,000 years has the temperament of a human emperor.

I am afraid that in less than a thousand years, Qing Cang will usher in a great human race.

At that time, whether it is a monster, a ghost, or... the main hall of the world, it is afraid that it will endure the anger of the human race that has been suppressed for 100,000 years.

Therefore, the ghost clan takes action at this time, framed the son, interrupted his Qiyun Dao machine, or can change the general trend of the human race.

What a despicable means! !

"Little Lord."

Seeing the young man who had fallen from the sky, Li Rulin's face trembled, and he suddenly bowed and bowed, "It's all to blame for Li's eyesight and no beads, wrong picking of evildoers, and my son being framed by this, I..."

"Master Li..."

Ling Xiao shook his head, his eyes were gentle, but he was extremely determined, "The lord must not say that. Nowadays, in the chaos of the blue sky, demons and ghosts are rampant, I am afraid that these two clans have been laid out for a long time for this chaos."

When the words fell, Ling Xiao looked at the people in the mountains, his sword power was ups and downs, and the world was unstoppable.

At this moment, he was standing under the bright moon and stars, and his black clothes were peerless, his face was unparalleled, like an immortal tyrant.

"And the more at this time, our human race must stand firm, abide by the Dao Heart, and must not be deceived by evil spirits. Only with such a united mind can we take the initiative in this catastrophe! I, Ling Xiao, swear today with Dao Heart. , For the rest of my life, I will live up to the common people, and I will live up to the morals and justice in my heart, if I violate this oath, I will fall into the Nine Heavens True Demon, and the Immortal and Buddha will sacrifice together!!"

"boom!!"

The waves of swords are surging, the celestial radiance falls in all directions, and the endless rhyme of Taoism stretches for thousands of miles, shocking people's hearts.

At this time, a touch of sincere shock and awe appeared on the faces of all the disciples of the clan.

Yes! !

The troubled times are here! !

Looking at Qing Cang for hundreds of thousands of years, no one would have thought that during the human event of this palace lord, there would be a tribe of demons who would slaughter contemporary figures, demons would crush thousands of heavenly arrogances, and ghosts would frame the backbone of human race. .

This is a provocation, a sign of troubled times! !

A group of demons danced wildly, and demons were born.

Fortunately, the human race, there is a son named Xiao, who is upright, and oppresses the contemporary.

It is hard to imagine how cruel this troubled world would be to the human race without this young man in front of him.

Not to mention that the Heavenly Demon was ever strong, even if the son and Xue Shaojun joined forces, they were not his enemy alone.

Just the six young people of the monster race almost overwhelmed the entire Qing Cang generation.

What is there to say?

Son, righteousness! !

"The son..."

The green hills are lonely, and the sky screams mournfully.

You Tianjiao lowered his head and eyes, his eyes clouded with tears.

It turns out that there is really no security in this world, there are people who are carrying sins, one...people are in the sky!

"Master Ling Xiao!! Unparalleled in the world!!"

Countless Tianjiao raised their heads and looked at the young man walking slowly towards the mountain.

At this time, his body seemed to emit a scorching light.

Brilliant, bright, dispelling the silence of this night.

only! !

The loneliness of walking alone, no one standing side by side, is inexplicably distressed.

Son, the moon is dim, you are...the dawn of the world.