Chapter 1405： Real crisis

"Rumble."

In an instant, the six realms of the universe, the cycle of life and death all collapsed.

And the world in front of Ling Xiao finally shattered and opened at the moment it was cut by the knife.

Punishment, Cthulhu, Soul Suppression, Wushuang Dao resentment, and robbery.

Taikoo Nine Styles has already seen its fifth.

But Ling Xiao faintly felt that his path of proving the Dao didn't seem to have really started yet.

He lowered his head and looked at the magic blade in his hand, his eyes dignified.

Now it seems that there is probably an ancient **** Anzi next to the demon.

In this way, his fall can also make sense.

only!

Why did he leave the inheritance in the magic blade of reincarnation, is it a coincidence or...premeditated.

Or perhaps the demon already knew that he would fall, so he kept this inheritance and taught his self-cultivation after reincarnation?

Ling Xiao took a deep breath, a ray of coldness gradually appeared in his eyes.

regardless!

After this layer of mist, what kind of secrets of heaven and earth are hidden, for Ling Xiao, it is a challenge.

Those who can kill the demon must be the true strongest in Nine Heavens.

even!

Ling Xiao suspected that the person who betrayed the Heavenly Demon might still survive in the world.

Therefore, in the end, whether he appeared as a demon or as a chess piece, he would face endless dangers.

Moreover, if this reincarnation is only the back of the heavenly devil, then Ling Xiao's situation is bound to be even more dangerous.

Rebirth in reincarnation should retain memories in any routine.

However, at the moment when Ling Xiao passed through, there was no memory of the Heavenly Demon.

It is undeniable that the strength of "Ling Xiao" was too low to be able to awaken his true self.

But... what if he is not a demon at all, but has inherited the body of a demon?

A wisp of chill quietly filled, Ling Xiao held the magic blade tightly in his palm, and fell into a long silence.

From beginning to end, he worked hard to find a way out of the control of others.

Whether it is to subdue the Son of Destiny or the Daughter of Destiny, it is for one day to use their strength to fight against the fairy clan and even the gods.

After all, Qi Luck represents variables, and even the most terrifying ancient gods cannot replace the will of the Great Dao.

But now, Ling Xiao suddenly realized that this... is far from enough.

Before, he had always been on guard against the ancient gods of the immortal clan, but he believed in the will of the heavenly devil.

Whether it is the exercises he practiced or the spiritual treasures he controls, they are all inherited from the gods.

But today, when he saw the man in gold, Ling Xiao suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of crisis.

If he follows the path in front of him, he may eventually reach the pinnacle of heaven and earth.

But, in the final analysis, no matter how much he has prepared, he is not really out of this game.

External forces may change the situation, but they can never break away from the situation.

so…

Ling Xiao's eyes were calm, and his figure gradually disappeared in place.

In the battlefield of the gods, the ancient Xuantian ship smashed down from the sky.

Ling Xiao returned to the Central Mountain, and after chatting with Xuanyuan Weiyang for a while, walked into the hall again and disappeared.

Calculating the time, there is still more than a month to be the day when the world of Necromancy opens.

In recent months, Qing Cang suddenly had many hidden sects of the ancient sect appearing, fearing that it was also preparing for the next immortal road birth.

And this troubled world, after all, gradually opened the curtain, which is highly anticipated.

Thousands of races conquered, chaos began.

And Ling Xiao's purpose was never to control a mortal realm on earth, but to truly be unique in nine heavens.

The more leeks are brought out, the faster his growth will be.

"Om."

The entire territory returned to tranquility, and Ling Xiao's figure appeared in the frontier of the battlefield of the gods.

"The son."

Between the ancient mountains and dense forests, two figures shuttled back and forth.

At this moment, Ning Chuan's face clearly showed a hint of excitement.

The battle the day before yesterday was the most hearty battle of his life.

The pleasure of the slaughter made him want to stop.

Of course, if the opponent is stronger, this feeling will definitely become more intense.

"Follow me to a place."

When Lingxiao wanted to come, that Yixiangyuan was openly open in Hanshan City, and there must be something else in it.

I have to say that this kind of deception is indeed clever.

After all, no one would have thought that the power of the main hall of the dignified world would be related to Xianglou.

Moreover, the Xianglou is mixed with dragons and fish, and people of all kinds come in and out every day, which can well conceal the identities of everyone.

Wonderful.

With Ling Xiao's Array Dao attainments, it is naturally impossible to compare with Ning Chuan. This lunatic's talent in Array Dao is still worthy of recognition.

With him walking with him, no matter what kind of formation enchantment hidden in the Yixiang Tower, it is impossible to escape his eyes.

"good!"

Ning Chuan grinned, only feeling the blood boil all over his body.

Now his fairy way is simply not too perfect.

Delve into the formation, slaughter the gods and slaughter people.

Originally in Daotian Academy, although Ning Chuan was in retreat all day and practiced the Ancient God Slaughter Formation, he lacked actual combat opportunities.

Even if they competed with the same masters, they were still afraid to use their full strength.

But now, following the young master, he not only has enough time to practice, but he can truly put himself in a slaughter when the formation of the Dao cultivation base breaks through, and prove the Dao Heart.

This kind of life is comfortable and cozy.

"You'd better not do anything without my permission."

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, especially the scarlet light in Ning Chuan's pure black eyes, which made him feel a tingling scalp.

At this time, Ning Chuan's cultivation had reached the pinnacle of noble state, and even his Qi Luck had risen to the number of eighteen thousand.

Looking at the present age, his combat power is enough to crush most ancient sect Tianjiao.

"Yes! Master."

Ning Chuan receded a little, with a pure smile on his face, and there was no trace of killing.

The main hall of the world, above the square.

Xuexiyan stood with his hands on his back, staring at the cloud dome.

Behind him, Lu Xinghe bowed his head slightly and said nothing.

He saw the battle in the cold sun world.

Ling Xiao indeed appeared in the lower realm as he expected, killing countless.

even!

The strength of this Ling Clan Young Master is already strong enough to wave his hand and slay the saint.

You know, in the Qing Cang realm, the supreme can't come out, and the holy realm is already the pinnacle of the clan.

Although the current times are chaotic and evildoers appear frequently, the people of the present age who can kill the holy realm are all true gods.

Of course, the holy realm where Ling Xiao killed was only a false saint, but even so, it was still a bit shocking.

You must know that this Ling clan young master has only one year in total from his birth to the present.

And the last time Xue Xiyan saw him, he was just a person who had just stepped into the noble state.

One year, beheaded.

If his cultivation level had truly entered the Holy Realm, it would have been considered a threat to Xuexiyan.

However, it is only a threat.

Because his hole card has never been the immortal mogu clock known to the world.

As long as he can step into the realm of supremacy, no one in this world will be his opponent.

"Young Lord...Gu Chaoci has returned to the Ancient Xianhuang Dynasty, and the Young Master of the Ling Clan has returned to the Ling Clan."

Lu Xinghe sighed lightly, looking at the celestial figure in front of him with vicissitudes of vision.

Many times, he was always in a trance, as if standing in front of him, it was not Young Monarch at all, but...the real world master.

The kind of indifferent detachment that the world collapses without fear is really too alike.

It was as if everything in this world was under his control, and there was nothing that surprised him at all.