Chapter 1292 High Heaven Pavilion!

Su Feifei's complexion changed, feeling the horror of Ling Xiao's punch, she didn't dare to take it hard, her palms turned into two blazing blade lights, and slashed towards Ling Xiao's wrist.

Zheng!

Sparks shot out, and Su Feifei exclaimed, feeling as if she had been cut on gold and iron. Not only did it not cause any injuries to Ling Xiao, but it caused severe pain in her palms.

"Your combat power is so strong? Are you really the leader of this year?"

Su Feifei's face was ugly, and she finally started to face it squarely.

Being able to stand out among hundreds of thousands of people and become the first person, this new disciple is indeed very powerful.

boom!

Ling Xiao didn't answer, but still punched out with a punch, and the divine power rose vastly, like a vast sea, covering Su Feifei.

As soon as Su Feifei gritted her teeth, the light in her hand was shining brightly, and an ancient silver sword appeared, which was a weapon of the king of the gods. It looked extremely powerful, and it suddenly slashed towards Ling Xiao's palm.

In all fairness, this Su Feifei's combat power is not bad, but in Ling Xiao's eyes, it is full of loopholes, let alone compared with King Xuan, Ji Lingyang, and Xiongba, it is inferior to Wang Liujun and Cheng Ting, that is, Almost the same as Liu Wenqing.

After all, it's just a vase!

Zheng!

Ling Xiao's eyes were calm, and facing Su Feifei's sharp sword, he stretched out two fingers, crystal clear as jade, and clamped the ancient silver sword in Su Feifei's hand.

The sword energy all over the sky dissipated, leaving only Su Feifei's unbelievable expression.

The physical body of this new disciple Long Aotian is too terrifying, even the Divine King Weapon can be held between two fingers, and no matter how hard she exerts, she can't pull it out.

This is also because Su Feifei has no way to arouse the power of the Divine King Weapon, otherwise, although Ling Xiao's body is strong, he still cannot resist the power of the Divine King Weapon.

boom!

Ling Xiao spewed divine power all over his body, and with a sudden flick, Su Feifei flew out directly, and the silver ancient sword flew out of his hand, and inserted into a huge boulder in the distance!

"Asshole! Long Aotian, do you really want to fight against me?" Su Feifei asked Ling Xiao with a very ugly expression on her face.

Ling Xiao said very calmly: "I don't want to be against anyone, but if others want to provoke me, I'm not afraid! This is just a small lesson, if you don't know good from bad, don't blame me for being rude! "

"Okay! Very good! Long Aotian, I remember you, you wait for me, this Lingwang Pavilion is Chu Yunfei's residence, he will not let you go!"

Su Feifei gave Ling Xiao a deadly look. She also knew that she was not Ling Xiao's opponent at all. If she continued to stay here, she would just bring her own humiliation, so she left a harsh word, turned around and left!

Fang Sheng looked at Ling Xiao with a worried face and said: "Junior Brother Long, you are in trouble now! Then Chu Yunfei is not a good friend, let alone Chu Yunfan behind him!"

"Senior Brother Fang, don't worry! People don't offend me, I won't offend others, if they offend me, then don't blame me for being rude!"

Ling Xiao smiled faintly, and didn't take it to heart at all.

"Junior Brother Long, be careful these few days! I will tell the elder to restrain Chu Yunfan and Chu Yunfei. Take care!"

Fang Sheng smiled wryly, and left with a heavy heart.

"From now on, this Lingwang Pavilion is called Lingxiao Pavilion!"

There was a sharp flash in Ling Xiao's eyes, and he directly erased the three big characters of Lingwang Pavilion on the stone tablet, and then left the three big characters of Ling Xiao Pavilion on it.

Now that he has successfully entered the God of War Academy, Ling Xiao naturally doesn't want to hide any longer. He wants to show his edge and his peerless talent until he enters the real Temple of God of War.

What Chu Yunfei and Chu Yunfan are not his goals at all, his real goal is in the Temple of War God, in the Twelve Immortal Holy Lands!

If he wants to obtain the Twelve Heavenly Skills, I am afraid that Ling Xiao is doomed to embark on a path of becoming an enemy of the Twelve Immortal Holy Lands in the future.

"The road ahead is full of thorns, and I will blow it away with one punch!"

Ling Xiao smiled faintly,

He stepped into the Ling Xiao Pavilion.

There is a spirit-gathering formation in the Lingxiao Pavilion, which is also a defensive formation. Once it is fully opened, it can play a defensive and warning role.

Su Feifei just occupied the Lingwang Pavilion before, and did not have the method to start the formation, but this time Ling Xiao got the method to open the defensive formation from Fang Sheng.

hum!

As he refined the defensive formation, a bright light suddenly surrounded the entire Ling Xiao Pavilion.

In the Ling Xiao Pavilion, the spirit of the gods is extremely abundant, which is five times that of the outside world. It condenses into a faint spiritual mist, nourishing Ling Xiao's physical body anytime, anywhere.

"It will take at least a hundred years to break through to the perfection of the true god realm just by relying on this level of spiritual energy cultivation! Time waits for no one!"

Ling Xiao sighed softly, his accumulation was too thick, and he was in the realm of the three gods, which gave him unparalleled combat power, but it was also much more difficult than others to break through the realm.

"If these ten drops of holy liquid are refined, it will be enough for me to break through to the middle stage of the true god realm. Now the speed of cultivation of the god stone and the god crystal is still too slow for me. I must get as much holy liquid as possible to let me Keep breaking through!"

Ling Xiao thought secretly.

These ten drops of holy liquid are enough for ordinary people to break through a big realm, but for Ling Xiao, they can barely break through a small realm, and the higher his cultivation level, the more resources it will take to break through.

"In the Taixu Temple, I can open a temple now, let's see if there is a temple that can help me improve my realm!"

Ling Xiao sat down cross-legged in a secret room, and immediately activated his heart realm, and with the help of the heart realm, communicated with the Taixu Temple in the distant time and space.

Ling Xiao felt as if he had passed through an endless stream of light, like an eternity in an instant, and he directly entered the Taixu Temple.

"Sure enough, you can directly enter the Taixu Temple. The power of this heart realm is really powerful!" Ling Xiao's heart moved, and he was a little surprised.

His mental world has only just been constructed, presumably as the mental world continues to grow, various magical abilities will appear.

"Young master, when you have cultivated the Taixu Heart Talisman to the sixth level, when your mind can affect reality, you will discover the strength of the mind world!"

Uncle Xu also appeared in front of Ling Xiao instantly, and said with a slight smile.

"Alright! Uncle Xu, I plan to open a temple!"

Ling Xiao nodded.

"Okay, you can choose yourself!" Xu Bo said with a slight smile.

In front of Ling Xiao, the light was shining brightly, and phantoms of temples emerged, representing different temples.

Ling Xiao looked at all the temples, and finally his eyes fell on the Temple of Time.

"There is also a Temple of Time here?!"

Ling Xiao was shocked all over, and his eyes flickered, and suddenly thought of the Temple of Time in the Time Cave of the Temple of War.

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