Chapter 737： Mandate of Destiny

"Master Ling Xiao said so loudly."

Ao Xun snorted coldly, and the whole body surged with demon energy, and stretched out one hand, turning the flood into a shadow, breaking the blue sky to pieces.

Layers of demon splendor bloomed into the sky, and there seemed to be a hundred-foot-long flood dragon shattering the void, probing its claws.

"I advise my ancestors not to be impulsive, otherwise the fluctuations here will spread out and attract some unnecessary troubles. Wouldn't it be worth the loss?"

Ling Xiao stood with his hands in his hands, his expression extremely calm.

This Jiao Ren ancestor was cautious.

After repeated temptations, I was afraid that I would still be quite jealous of the Purple Emperor.

"Ancestor."

At this moment, behind Ao Xun, a young figure appeared slowly and patted him on the shoulder.

"Little Lord…"

"Leave it to me, I think this Young Master Ling Xiao made a special trip to wait here, he must have something to say."

Crocodile Fight was condescending, looking down at Lingxiao, a pair of eyes twinkling with ancient spirits.

Although the appearance of the young master of the crocodile clan looks like a young man.

But Ling Xiao knew that this was a character from a thousand years ago.

Moreover, being able to reshape the demon pill and step on the immortal road, not to mention the crocodile's fighting luck, this character is scary enough.

God king nine grades, the bloodline of the wild.

I just don't know, such a peerless evildoer can hold himself...how many dollars?

"My crocodile clan order, is it in your hands?"

Just now, when Crocodile Zhan and Ao Xun quietly walked out of the ancient formation of Jiao Human Race, he felt a wave of fluctuations from his soul consciousness.

And this wave of fluctuations could only be transformed by the soul consciousness that he had left in the clan order at the beginning.

Although Crocodile War didn't know until this time, why the Heavenly Crocodile Clan Order did not fall into Zi Yan's hands, but appeared in the hands of a human youth.

But it can't be wrong.

"Not bad."

Ling Xiao's eyes were clear, and he took out the golden scale from the Qiankun ring.

"Clan Order!!"

Crocodile's body trembled, and his expression was particularly excited.

Now, if he wants to show his shame and regain the glory of the crocodile, he can only return to the ancestral land and inherit the source of immortality.

Only in this way can he have a chance to catch up with Zi Yan, until one day he can stand in front of her and ask...whether she can regret it.

After all, Crocodile War doesn't care who is the master of this sea area.

He just couldn't let go of the hatred in his heart, or in other words, couldn't let go of Zi Yan's betrayal.

"Who are you, and how can my clan's sacred decree be in your hands?"

Crocodile Zhan took a deep breath, and his expression gradually calmed down.

Based on his understanding of his father, it is absolutely impossible to hand over this order easily.

What's more, his father, Soul Sea, has the seal of the gods passed down by his ancestors of the crocodile.

This seal is a symbol of the status of the leader of the crocodile clan, and it is powerful and powerful.

In other words, no one can easily pry open the father's soul sea to search for the soul.

"Look again, what is this?"

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, in the Dan Sea, Xianyuan bloomed with brilliance.

The whole desert island, Lingyun gathered in a rush, and gathered together Lingxiao.

But Crocodile Zhan's eyes widened at the moment when he felt that Xianyuan.

"You...who are you! Why do you have Xianyuan and Clan Order?!"

Crocodile Zhan's eyes widened, and his mood turned wild.

If he punishes this young man, will he not only be able to return to his ancestral land, but also... an extra celestial origin?

"At this moment, you still can't see who I am!!"

Ling Xiao sneered, with a touch of unquestionable majesty in his tone.

A ray of spirit and power instantly raged across the world, shattering thousands of miles of wind and cloud into nothing.

The expressions of Ao Xun and Crocodile Zhan were dulled almost instantly, especially when they felt the terrifying soul power, a deep fear flashed in their eyes.

"You... are you daddy?!"

At this moment, Crocodile War suddenly thought of something.

Clan Ling, Xianyuan, almost comparable to the soul power of the ninth rank of God Emperor! !

As everyone knows, if this strong person is reborn or seizes his home, his realm will inevitably fall.

But the soul level may be preserved intact.

This is the so-called congenital full soul power, and it is also a common practice trick.

And these three appearing in one person so coincidentally, this has to make Crocodile War think of many things.

Is it possible that this Human Race boy is the father of the house? !

"Who do you call Dad? I don't have a cheap son like you."

Ling Xiao casually threw the golden scale clan order into the hands of Crocodile Fighter, "I am here to fulfill a promise. I will give you the clan order, and the rest is up to you."

"What? Promise? Is it possible... You met your father? The son stayed, do you know where my father is now?"

Crocodile Fight took one step and appeared in front of Ling Xiao instantly, with excitement in his eyes.

Did he guess wrong?

Isn't his father trapped by Zi Yan?

"Alligator Ni is broken in form and spirit. When I met him, he had only a ray of remnant soul left. He gave me this fairy source and asked me to promise him one thing."

Ling Xiao looked indifferent, as if he had no interest in the ancestral land of the crocodile.

With the power in his hands, this Jiao Ren clan master is not incapable of killing.

But if you want to kill a **** emperor at the eighth rank, you must pay some price.

What's more, the crocodile war is the orthodox of the crocodile, and if he takes himself into the ancestral land, it will definitely save a lot of trouble.

After all, this ancestral land still has the remnants of the crocodile, who knows if there are any 9th-Rank powerhouses among them.

"What? Who actually killed my father?"

"How do I know! The clan ordered me to hand it over to you, and promised that I have fulfilled it and leave."

Ling Xiao turned around to leave, but saw Ao Xun descend from the sky, blocking his way.

"Young man, since you are entrusted by the old clan leader, why do you want to invite the Purple Emperor to come and slaughter my family?"

At this time, there was a strong alert in his eyes, and with his experience, he could easily feel a hint of conspiracy in it.

But, if it was a conspiracy, how could this young man return the clan order to Crocodile War so easily?

Wouldn't it be more appropriate to use this as a bait?

"How do I know if your Jiao Clan is surrendered to Young Master Crocodile Fighting, or... you want to control him?"

Ling Xiao's eyes were calm, and he didn't feel nervous at all because of Ao Xun's suspicion.

"So, when you appear as a villain, you can not only test the Jiao human race, but also relax the purple emperor's guard?"

Crocodile Zhan suddenly realized, nodded lightly, and finally bowed to Ling Xiao, "Master...wise! Elder Ao, don't let go!"

"Di, the Son of Destiny has admiration for the villain and dissatisfaction with the servant. Congratulations to the host for plundering luck for 500 points and the villain for 5000 points."

"This is the beginning?"

Ling Xiao sneered in her heart, but a touch of playfulness appeared in her eyes.

This is the difference between the Son of Destiny and the villain.

The son of destiny, the character is pure and conscientious, the knowledge of grace is illustrated.

Even if he clearly needs Xianyuan to open the ancestral land, he will never kill the innocent indiscriminately and avenge his grievances, otherwise, wouldn't it be the collapse of human beings?

Even if he has greed in his heart, he will not be too public on the surface, but will only be emotional and rational.

This has to be changed to Ling Xiao, I care that you are here to do a hammer, to **** the source of the immortal, after a hundred, why bother to involve too much cause and effect?

This immortal journey is vast, startling every step.

Everyone knows that people are not for themselves, and that the heavens and the earth are destroyed, not to mention the cultivators.

If you say that you are innocent, how many people are truly innocent of those who travel this way?

Contend with the heaven and the earth, contend with all spirits.

In the end, he will become an eternal master, which one is not a thousand bones, and a sea of ​​blood is floating and sinking?

Do you dare to say that they all deserve to die? We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.