Chapter 1089: The End of the Chess Game

"Young master! Do you want to send someone down to the realm, and take advantage of the chaos to release those evil sects?"

Ling Yuanxing smiled indifferently, the more chaotic the blue sky, the only way to completely distract the attention of the immortal forces from all directions and give Ling Xiao more time to grow.

What's more, those evil clans were all slaughtered by the world lord, and their ancestors were suppressed for tens of thousands of years. One can imagine the hatred in their hearts for the world lord's hall.

"No, block the news and don't let any party know about it."

Ling Xiao shook his head slightly, his eyes were deep.

Now that the Necromancer world has just been in turmoil, I am afraid that many destinies have not yet emerged.

And what he has to do is to give them some time to grow up, let them quietly stand out, and then amaze the world.

At that time, he only needs to inquire a little bit to know who is leek and who is rotten shrimp. It will be much easier to harvest.

In a lower realm, even if the aura is revived, the growth time of these destiny is extremely limited.

Even if he has luck against the weather, how can he compete with Ling Xiao?

"Young master, for at least one year, the turmoil in this small world will definitely be known by the Lord's Hall..."

Ling Yuanxing pondered for a while. According to his thinking, now that the world has just been in turmoil, it is the best time to control it.

Although the most powerful people in this world are not in the holy realm, there are many talented people among them who suppress their cultivation and avoid natural disasters.

As long as such a person is guided to the upper realm, the realm will definitely rise to the top and step out of the shackles in one fell swoop.

"One year? Is that enough? After one year, news spread that the spiritual energy in this world has recovered, and that there are immortal traces in this world. It is likely to be the secret of becoming a fairy. At that time, Qing Cang will not be able to suppress Qing Cang with the World Master Hall. The greed of the powers."

A scarlet color flickered in Ling Xiao's eyes. In a year, with his practice speed, the first floor of the Holy Realm was almost killed randomly.

At that time, the fate of the upper realm and the leeks of the lower realm will gather together, which will be comparable to... a full banquet!

"yes!"

Ling Yuanxing didn't say much, out of his absolute trust in Ling Xiao, he believed that the young master's move must have his own intentions!

And Ling Xiao looked at the sound transmission talisman in his hand, with a sincere smile on his face.

Really, the harder you work, the luckier you get.

"boom!"

Then, he swung his palm suddenly, and directly smashed the body of Emperor Yanlong onto a complicated totem in the middle of the ancient temple.

In one breath, a red glow bloomed on the totem, and the body of the Yanlong Emperor... quickly shriveled at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye.

"Roar!"

The resounding dragon chant resounded through the heaven and earth, and a phantom of a flame dragon manifested in the sky, and the gate of the ancient temple also burst open at this time.

Ling Xiao's expression remained unchanged, and with a thought, Ye Zu's corpse puppet stepped into the hall first.

Now his two incarnations, Ziqi Wugou Taoist body, are in the ancestral land of the Ling clan, bewildering the eyes of the world.

The Primordial Chaos Eternal Body holds the reincarnation magic blade and collects blood souls along the path of the Yanlong army.

Although the seal of this ancient palace has been broken, he cannot be careless.

It wasn't until Ye Zu's figure disappeared that Ling Xiao stepped out and walked into the hall.

I saw that this hall was almost the same as the one of the Golden Crow God Dynasty, and the bluestone hall was filled with the power of the scorching sun.

And at the end of the ancient hall, a fairy platform blooms with a fairy light, sealing evil things.

"Wind chime."

Ling Xiao called softly, and suddenly a slender figure in a black dress emerged and stood in front of him.

The divine power contained in this drop of divine blood is simply too majestic.

If it wasn't for the people of the fairy clan who were deceived by him before, using the power of the soul to suppress the power of the blood, I am afraid that with Ling Xiao's strength, it would take a lot of effort to seal him.

However, since Feng Ling promised to help, Ling Xiao naturally would not let go of such an opportunity.

"Can you seal this divine blood?"

Ling Xiao's eyes looked forward, he had always been curious about Feng Ling's strength.

That kind of weird fluctuation that is different from spiritual power, soul power or even the power of Taoism is really extremely mysterious.

"I've said it before, in this world... there is no power that I cannot seal."

Feng Ling's pretty face was indifferent, and before Ling Xiao could open his mouth, he stretched out his jade hand, only to see that the originally turbulent yin and yang power in the temple stagnated suddenly, decaying and dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"this…"

Rao Yi Ling Xiao's disposition, at this moment, is full of absurdity.

This girl obviously doesn't have a trace of cultivation, so why can she control such terrifying power?

"Fengling, on the ninth floor of the ancient glazed pagoda, what else is there besides demon bones?"

"And I."

A hint of cunning bloomed on Feng Ling's face, and he casually grabbed the divine blood and the broken ghost plate from the sky, and threw them to Ling Xiao.

"Is there anything else? I'm going back."

"wait!"

Ling Xiao took the two treasures and stored that drop of divine blood in the Ling clan's ancestral order, "Hehe, Feng Ling, this divine blood... there are two more drops, look..."

"Don't even think about it!"

"Do you want to fight with me? As long as you can help me get these two drops of divine blood and the ghost plate, I promise, I will have a good fight with you."

Ling Xiao smiled gently, with a seductive tone.

And Feng Ling's eyes flickered with hesitation, and finally snorted coldly, "You said that!"

"Of course!"

The smile on Ling Xiao's face grew stronger, and he waved towards Feng Ling.

only! !

The moment he turned around,

Behind him, there was a flash of... inexplicable sadness in the girl's eyes.

On that innocent little face, there was a trace of vicissitudes that did not match her age.

When the two of them walked out of the ancient palace, a strong bloody aura rushed towards their faces.

I saw Xiong Huan, Die Ying, and Shi Potian standing quietly in front of the hall, with calm eyes and blood stains all over their bodies.

"My lord! The foundation of the Yanlong Dynasty is here."

With both hands, Duoying handed a Qiankun bag in front of Ling Xiao, and looked at Feng Ling in surprise, with fear in the depths of his eyes.

"Master Feng Ling."

"Dieying, you and Feng Ling, Shi Potian, and Xiong Huan go to the Xuanwu God Dynasty, wait for my news, and seize the sealed thing."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, and seemed a little worried. He waved his palm lightly, and Ye Zu's corpse puppet suddenly appeared in front of several people.

"This corpse puppet, you take it with you."

"Yes! My lord!"

Folding Shadow's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and she bowed down.

"What about you, where are you going?"

Feng Ling snorted coldly, and glanced at Ling Xiao lightly.

"I'll go to Gu Lin and persuade them not to fight any more. If the fight continues, the court will be gone."

Ling Xiao smiled, stepped out, and the figure disappeared in place immediately.

It is best not to find a substitute for a play that should be performed in person.

Dedication requires attitude!

At the same time, Gu Lin bordered the domain.

Chen Qingshan led a group of Gantian disciples along the city, collecting blood spirits along the way.

At this time, the only leader of the holy realm of the Gantian Divine Sect has disappeared inexplicably, and the faces of the remaining disciples of the noble realm are full of panic.

Ling Xiao had sent a message before, asking him to lead this group of disciples to Ruiguang City. It seems that this chess game is coming to an end.

"Commander Chen...where are we going now?"

"Prince Gu Yue just sent the news that the treasure of Yanlong Emperor City has been obtained, and you have made a great contribution!"

Chen Qingshan's eyes were calm, and he shouted in a deep voice, "The second prince said, the lord is very happy, and will reward you with a... heavenly fortune!"