Chapter 1067 The Vision of the Sword Tomb

"Follow Ling Xiao? Patriarch, are you overestimating this young man? He..."

Xiao Yu's eyes widened, he could see that Ling Xiao was very strong, and he looked like he could crush a generation.

But like today, luck is in the immortals, not in the people.

Even with the posture of Ling Xiaotian, it is difficult to break the shackles of this mortal world, and it is impossible to ascend to the fairy world!

Even if he could ascend to the Immortal Realm, now tens of thousands of years have passed, there is probably no place for the human race there.

"Yiyuntian is thin, and he is decisive in killing. The only person in the human race who has such an imperial appearance is Xuanyuan Renhuang, the holy blood seals the sky, and the god of war defeats the immortals. I don't know where they will go after thousands of years!"

Xiao Tingfeng heaved a long sigh, but fortunately, with Xiao Poor as an opportunity, the Xiao clan wanted to follow Ling Xiao, but it was not without chance.

Next, they only need to establish Xiao Po as the young master and take sole control of the Xiao Clan's power, and the Xiao Clan and Ling Clan will be completely tied together.

The heaven and the earth are reestablished, the Xiao Clan... be prosperous! !

Here, Ling Xiao is sitting in the ancient ship. In front of him, Xiao Po is looking at Xiao Yuer with red eyes, "My lord...you are so powerful, and Yuer's soul has been injured. I wonder if there is still a chance to recover?"

"She must have been greatly stimulated, which led to her insanity. The pill is probably useless, so she can only recover slowly."

Ling Xiao shook his head and sighed softly, "How about this, I will find a place for her to rest in peace. It is said that the ghost clan is proficient in the art of spirit and soul. When you meet the ghost clan's great power in the future, maybe you can ask a question or two."

"Thank you, Lord!"

Xiao Po knelt down with a bang, looking devout.

If it was said that Xiao Poor surrendered at the beginning because he cherished his life, then at this moment, he had already put his life in Ling Xiao's hands, even though he died without regret.

"Why do you and I need to be so polite, this journey to immortality is dangerous, we still have to work hard to keep the peace."

Ling Xiao glanced at Yao Guang meaningfully, but saw that the latter's pretty face was slightly concentrating, and his eyes were thoughtful.

It's just that compared with before, the red lotus between her eyebrows seems to be more vivid and attractive.

"Buzz."

At this moment, there was a sudden humming in Ling Xiao's soul sea.

"My lord."

Chen Qingshan's voice resounded through the notes of the autobiography, and Ling Xiao disappeared immediately with a thought.

"Say."

"In the past few days, according to your instructions, I secretly inquired about the origin and plot of the Gantian God Sect."

"Ok."

"Gantian Divine Sect is recruiting a large number of congregants, collecting blood spirits in the name of demons, and seems to be supporting a holy baby. The breath of this holy baby is not very powerful. It is only in the realm of dignity, but it can control people's mind with the secret of the king of the underworld. , the Gantian leader was summoned by him to ascend, and now he has already stepped into the holy realm, and... as far as I know, this holy baby has been inquiring about something called Tianyin Mingpan."

"Oh? Apart from this, are there any other strongmen in Gantian Sect?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, and was able to control people's minds with kung fu. No matter how it sounds, this is the work of evil spirits.

Holy Child?

Listen, could he be a person with this name?

However, even if the baby's cultivation skills are weird, but he can use the power of the demon to strengthen himself, he is still a little clever ghost.

Of course, in the eyes of the human race, killing demons is doing justice for the heavens.

Similarly, in the eyes of monsters, the human race is just flesh and blood food, and there is no sin in devouring it.

This world is originally vast and endless, and all spirits coexist.

Justice and evil are nothing more than different positions and different identities.

"There are still a few leaders, all of whom are at the level of the first and second ranks of the holy land. My lord, just now the leader of the Gantian sect said that after collecting the blood spirits this time, all the disciples will be rewarded with exercises. According to my subordinates, that saint The blood sacrifice Dafa prepared by the baby should come to an end."

"Oh? How long does it take to collect a blood spirit?"

"Only in January! The sooner the better."

"I see."

Ling Xiao nodded calmly, but there was a glint of evil in his eyes.

This Gantian God Sect uses the birth of demons to create chaos in the world, which is really resentful.

In this way, after the holy baby collects the blood spirit and prepares everything, I will harvest it again, will it count as doing justice for the heavens?

To cut leeks, of course, wait until the leeks are mature.

It's just that they don't know what kind of secrets are involved behind this holy baby.

Tianyin and Mingpan?

As soon as this thing is heard, it is a treasure of evil spirits!

A day passed in the blink of an eye.

It's just surprising that the news of the Xiao Clan's young master being punished has not spread in the Qingcang world.

Thinking about it, this matter is not glorious for the Xiao Clan.

What's more, judging from the meaning of the Xiao Clan Heavenly Supreme, it is obvious that he intends to live in peace with Ling Xiao.

In this way, when Xiao Po's mind is stable, it's time for the Hui to inherit the great rule and be his help.

However, although the Xiao family felt that their face was dull, Ling Xiao did it to show the righteousness of protecting slaves. Do you think that if you don't say it, no one in the world will know about it?

"Bai Ling, send a few dark guards to various places in Qingcang, so..."

at the same time.

Longyuan Sword Tomb, the peak of Sword Mountain.

Ling Tian was dressed in blood, with Zhu Xian in his hands blooming with a cold glow. In front of him, Jun Mowu seemed to have blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and resentment flickered in his beautiful eyes.

"I'm not coming!! Junior brother Ling Tian is really hard-hearted, every time you have to beat your senior sister to vomit blood before you give up?"

"this…"

Ling Tian retracted his sword and scratched

Scratching his head, "Didn't the senior sister say that if you want me to do my best, don't show mercy?"

"Hmph! What a lump of elm, how did Ye Xun'er fall in love with you?"

Jun Mowu gave Ling Tian a hard look, but the moment her words fell, she heard a loud buzzing sound from the depths of the sword mound.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of clear light bloomed leisurely and rushed straight into the sky.

Faintly, there seems to be a shrine standing at the end of the clear brilliance, resplendent and eternal.

"what is this…"

Both Ling Tian and Jun Mowu had a look of surprise on their faces. The two of them entered the Sword Tomb not long ago, and they have been comprehending the sword intent here in the back mountain.

Occasionally, they also learn from each other.

From Jun Mowu, Ling Tian could feel an extremely resentful obsession.

It's just that with his temperament, he never meddles in other people's business, but Jun Mowu sometimes tells him about his childhood experiences.

After going back and forth, the two discovered that they had many similarities, no matter in terms of background or experience, and they agreed that if they were successful in cultivation in the future, they would run rampant and cut down all injustices!

"All sword mound disciples, come to Houshan Sword Mound."

The voice of Sword Master Longyuan resounded through the sky, and above the sword mountain, there was a stream of light suddenly flying towards the back mountain.

Ling Tian and Jun Mowu looked at each other, and immediately left without hesitation.

It wasn't until the figures of the two walked away that a figure in yellow clothes came out from the ancient forest in the distance, looking calmly at the two people who left side by side.

Although the current Ye Xun'er also joined the Sword Tomb, he failed to join the Sword Master's sect.

All day long, he just practiced swords and cultivated his heart with the disciples of Jianzhong, but it was rare to see Ling Tian.

"Junior Brother Ling Tian, ​​after all I... can't keep up with your footsteps."

Ye Xun'er smiled lightly, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"Boom boom boom!"

In the depths of the sword mound, there are thousands of rays of light and three thousand sword intents.

I saw one after another figures descending from the sky, landing in front of an ancient tomb.

Sword Master Longyuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking deeply at the tombstone in front of him that was blooming with immortal brilliance.

Beside him was a tall and straight young man dressed in gray and white cloth.

He stood there, as if a sharp sword had been unsheathed, exuding a palpitating chill.