Chapter 1274： Su Yan Lower Realm

"Om!"

Territory, heaven.

I saw two figures descend from the sky and land in front of the hall.

At this time, Ning Chuan's face clearly flashed with a touch of surprise, which was obviously shocked by the Lingyun Dao machine here.

"This is my world. You can practice and study formations here on weekdays."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, and threw a universe bag to Ning Chuan casually.

"when…"

Ning Chuan frowned slightly, his consciousness swept across the universe bag, his eyes suddenly condensed.

Even if he was the first disciple of the formation, he had never seen so many treasures of heaven and earth, magic pills and magic pills.

According to Ning Chuan's estimation, the pill in it could forcefully enter the holy realm level even if he didn't deliberately cultivate.

At this moment, he naturally saw the beautiful figure of Huang Yi sitting in the void.

Just because of his temperament, he would not be interested in anything other than formation and killing at all.

The reason why he was willing to follow Ling Xiao was not for the spiritual pill, but what the latter called...the right to kill.

That's right, only by experiencing the real killing and attacking can we create the formation of Slaughter Gods.

And what he longed for in his heart was...kill!

"when?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, but when he saw the killing intent flashing in Ning Chuan's eyes, he immediately understood what he wanted to express, "Don't worry, soon!"

Whether it is the Mass Burial Domain or the Necrosphere that is about to open a year later, there will be countless battles waiting for Ling Xiao.

When the time comes, having this madman following will save you a lot of trouble.

Of course, his madness is an innate talent in martial arts, but Ling Xiao will teach him how to control it and how to make a...obedient blood knife.

"You must not hurt any creature in this world, otherwise... I will show you what it means to be better than death."

Ling Xiao turned his head and glanced at Ning Chuan gloomily.

And even with the disposition of this lunatic, he felt a tremor at this time, and there was a kind of panic in his own heart.

After fighting Ling Xiao, now Ning Chuan's awe of the former is not a fake.

For the entire Qingcang younger generation, the only thing that really made him feel jealous was the young master of the Ling clan.

Unreachable, unshakable.

Otherwise, even if he yearns for killing, it is impossible to surrender willingly to anyone.

"You go to the north of this realm. There is a blood palace there. You will cultivate there in the future. You can't step out without my permission."

It wasn't until Ning Chuan's figure disappeared into the sky that Ling Xiao turned his head and looked at Feng Ruge and Su Yan behind him, and the corners of his mouth suddenly raised a smile.

"A lunatic, you should not approach the Zhengbei Blood Palace on weekdays."

Since the defeat of Xiao Beifang and the death of Ten Thousand Blood Guards, no one has set foot in that place for a long time.

When Leishan and Yu Hanyan returned, Ling Xiao should also prepare to build a supreme orthodoxy.

"Su Yan, come with me."

Ling Xiao stretched out his hand, holding Su Yan's boneless jade hand, and suddenly disappeared in place.

Looking at the two disappearing figures, a ray of loneliness suddenly appeared on Feng Ruge's face.

Feng Ling's little ancestor hasn't appeared for a long time, and Ning Er and the others have also followed the strong men to practice.

Even Su Yan, I am afraid that I may not come back for a long time.

Suddenly, it became a little boring.

It seems that it is time to spend some time practicing.

Feng Ruge was surrounded by mists and mists suddenly rising and sinking, and the lines were shining brightly, and even in the center of his eyebrows, there seemed to be a weird gloomy line that appeared, weird and weird, full of an unspeakable fairy charm.

"Om."

In the battlefield of God, Ling Xiao and Su Yan walked side by side.

Mountains and seas are stacked, water and sky line.

The mist is drenched, and the colorful rays of sunlight cover the sky and evolve into golden runes, which are gorgeous and sacred.

Only at this time, Su Yan's face seemed a little nervous, she knew that it was time to leave the son.

Although, during this period of time, Su Yan had been looking forward to working for the son as soon as possible, otherwise she would feel a little slack in staying with Feng Ruge all day.

According to Feng Ruge, there are too many external risks, and being born means passing away. It's not good to be a salted fish.

However, Su Yan still felt that the loss of his son would be a more painful and terrifying thing than death.

"Yan'er, I plan to send you to a place."

The two wandered among the clouds, the breeze was wanton, and it was rare peace.

"I listen to the son."

Su Yan has a sweet smile, and she should have been born to see the vastness of this world.

Since you are in Xiantu, what is stability?

All she saw was the stability, but the son alone was carrying the weight.

"Well, there is a place called the Necropolis in the Lower Realm. Among them, there is the Fang Gu clan, both of whom are named Su. They are a member of the Qingcangtian Saint Business League. I will find a way to arrange you into the Su family. In this year, I won the position of Young Master of the Su Family."

Ling Xiao's eyes were gloomy, and it was easy for him to arrange Su Yan into the Su family.

As for whether Su Yan can accomplish what he explained in this year...

Ling Xiao guessed that it was probably possible. After all, in terms of Su Yan's luck, even if the Necrosphere's aura revived and a group of luck children emerged, no one could match her in a short time.

What's more, Su Yan is very good at the art of merchants, as long as she is given a stage, she will be able to shine with scorching brilliance.

Of course, even if she could not win the position of Young Master, when this realm opened, Ling Xiao still had a way to make her the only descendant of the Su family.

Killing the other enchantments of the direct line becomes the only choice, what else can the Su family do?

"Yes! Master!"

Su Yanming had bright eyes, but he let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was only a year. As long as she wins the position of Young Master of the Su Family in a year, I am afraid that the son will find a way to bring her back to Qing Cang.

"Meet Young Master!"

In the Ling Clan Temple, several black demon guards bowed and bowed to the two who had fallen.

Unmatched killing intent shook the sky, transforming into a long dragon floating in the air.

In the main hall, a few figures suddenly appeared, and the leader was Ling Shisanzu, Ling Yuanxing.

"Little Lord!"

Seeing Ling Xiao, Ling Yuanxing's face suddenly showed a smile.

He had heard about the things that happened in Daotian Academy in the past few days, and I was afraid that the devil bone had already fallen into the hands of the young master.

This is not the most important thing! !

The most important thing is that from beginning to end, Ling Xiao never showed a trace of flaws.

even! !

With the prestige of the young master today, even if some people call it a demon, they are afraid that it will be regarded as pure slander.

How terrifying is this psychic method?

You know, less than half a year has passed since the upper bound of Lingxiao.

But, in only half a year, the young master of the Ling clan was not only famous for being Qing Cang, but also for being famous! !

Even if Ling Yuanxing hadn't known the true identity of the young master, he was afraid that he would be completely indulged in this wonderful layout.

Unparalleled boy, unparalleled power!

"Thirteenth Ancestor, there is something I need you to do."

Ling Xiao nodded indifferently, while the other Ling clan elders immediately understood and took the initiative to leave.

"Young Master, that thing..."

"Got."

Ling Xiao nodded lightly, with a gentle smile on his face, "Thirteenth Ancestor, what happened to the undead world I called you to seal before?"