Chapter 1308 The First Successor

"Buzz!"

Xiangyun's soul palm sticks out, and it turns into a long river of souls out of thin air, sweeping the world.

There seem to be thousands of stars paved in it, blooming with infinite soul light.

It's just that Ling Xiao didn't have the slightest wave of emotion on his face, holding the dragon sword tightly in his palm, and his whole body seemed to be glowing with radiance.

Immediately afterwards, on the dragon sword, rune patterns surged, and Dao rhyme was born, like a golden dragon, wrapped around Ling Xiao's arm.

And as Ling Xiao raised his palm, he heard a loud and clear dragon chant that resounded immediately, like Huang Zhong Dalu, with unparalleled sharpness, as if it could shatter the heaven and earth through the ages.

"Clatter."

The originally rushing Soul Star River was directly torn apart by this sword force! !

The entire mountain path was cut off from it, and a hidden radiance fell from the gap in the sword path.

Xiangyun's face changed drastically, but before she could even react, she saw the sword's momentum descending with a bang, which was several times stronger than the one just now.

Cut off the void, the brilliance is gone.

even! !

At this time, Xiangyun only saw a ray of golden light flashing away, but her body was cut off directly at the waist, without a trace of defense at all.

"Puchi!!"

It's just that at this time, her vitality has not been extinguished, blood is flowing all over the place, and her eyes are full of panic.

How can it be? !

She has clearly obtained the master's gift, the illusion of the soul arm, with unparalleled power, why can't she even resist a ray of sword power? !

"If you don't show up again, your servant will have no chance."

On the mountain road, there was a sudden sound of low footsteps.

I saw Ling Xiao stepping over slowly, raised his foot and stepped on Xiangyun's head under his foot.

A daughter of luck who has been planted with a soul mark is of no use to her at all.

She was still alive, and she was just a decoy.

"Master...help me..."

Xiangyun was panicked and at a loss, and his heart was terrified to the extreme.

"snort!!"

On the altar, ghost fog surged.

I saw a ray of soul power quietly condensing, turning into a hundred-foot soul blade out of thin air, penetrating the heaven and earth, and coming horizontally.

Ling Xiao's eyes were slightly condensed, especially the strange divine lines on the soul blade, which made him feel a heavy oppression.

"Are you finally willing to show up?"

"Buzz!"

Between heaven and earth, there was a sudden hum.

I saw a magnificent fairy palace suddenly standing above Ling Xiao's head.

Dao patterns overflow on it, deriving into a dark yellow sun and moon.

And as Ling Xiao raised his palm lightly, the gate of the Immortal Palace suddenly opened wide.

Ten ancient swords that shone with celestial brilliance appeared in the air, and each of them was engraved with the holy will of ten thousand dao, and the natural force formed itself.

Time stood still, the void stagnated, and the ten ancient swords suddenly fell down, like a long river of sword energy, tearing apart the sea and cutting through the cycle of reincarnation.

Thousands of miles of void, sword intent surged, as if a galaxy emerged, colliding with the soul blade brazenly.

"Boom."

All of a sudden, the entire mountain road collapsed and was filled with smoke and dust.

And the hundred-foot soul blade was directly torn and shattered by the ten swords, dissipating invisible.

But at this moment, Ling Xiao didn't hesitate anymore, and with a thought, he saw ten swords trembling from the sky, slashing down!

"act recklessly!!"

The ghost mist floated up and down, and a figure seemed to step out of it.

Then, I saw him pushing horizontally with both hands, crushing the heaven and the earth, and colliding with the ten swords fiercely.

"snort."

Accompanied by a muffled groan, the ghost mist that originally lingered on the altar suddenly wavered for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, the ten swords fell down, and the vast and unparalleled sword intent swept across the world, reversed Yin and Yang, and directly chopped the altar into pieces.

The ghostly fog all over the sky quietly condensed, and then slowly dissipated.

Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the place where the ghost fog receded with clear eyes.

At this moment, he seemed to see that one of the slender and graceful figures gradually revealed his true face.

only! !

Before he could fully see the person's appearance, the figure disappeared along with the ghost fog.

"A soul consciousness?"

Ling Xiao's eyes were slightly focused, and he looked indifferently at a black doorway exposed above the altar.

At this time, he could see that above the gate, the divine pattern was ups and downs, and it was banned for thousands of years.

And behind the gate, a slender figure stood quietly.

It was a woman with long hair in a black dress, tall and fair.

At this time, although her face was shrouded in a layer of celestial brilliance, her exposed eyes were a strange icy blue color.

Different from Gu Chaoci, although this woman also has an unparalleled domineering power.

But she... is really too thin, she looks so fragile, her jade neck is slender, and the two bones exposed outside the black dress are crystal clear and straight, which is inexplicably amazing.

It's hard to imagine that these two completely different temperaments are so perfectly presented in one person.

But at this time, her eyes were extremely cold, and her soul patterns fluctuated, like a fairy god sitting nine days high, overlooking the world.

Obviously, looking at the expression in this woman's eyes, it's not that she doesn't want to break the void.

It was the power of the ban on the altar, which was so terrifying that she couldn't easily pass through it.

But, even so, a single ray of soul consciousness has combat power comparable to that of a holy realm. This woman's body is probably enough to kill Qingcang's contemporary sequence.

And, depending on her age

, should be about the same size as Xiangyun. From this point of view, this should be a... ghost clan evildoer.

"Who are you?"

Ling Xiao raised his head and asked calmly.

He doesn't have much prejudice against the ghost race.

The enemy of the enemy is more or less worth using.

In the final analysis, most of the human race forces in Qingcang are running dogs of the fairy clan and the Lord's Palace.

And anyone with a bit of backbone was either killed by the world lord, or expelled to a place of bitter cold like the Xuanyuan clan.

Therefore, there is no harm to Ling Xiao for the four extreme forces to make chaos.

This is also the reason why he let Huang Luoyi go in the first place.

"Who are you?"

The woman in the black dress has long hair hanging down her hips, fluttering and fluttering.

Her voice, like her eyes, is cold and clear, with a clean and clear piercing.

only! !

Perhaps it was because the ban on the altar was so weird, at this time Ling Xiao couldn't even detect her cultivation level and...her luck.

"Human race, I remember you."

The woman in the black skirt snorted coldly, raised her jade hand lightly, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Hello."

However, just when the ghostly mist rose around her and the figure was about to disappear, Ling Xiao suddenly opened his mouth and called out softly.

"Um?"

The woman in the black dress had dark eyebrows, and her slender body shivered slightly, "Do you have any last words to say?"

"The first descendant of the ghost clan is really domineering."

Ling Xiao's eyes were clear, and his soul patterns lingered, like a big abyss, which was hard to fathom.

Ghost clan evildoer, invincible posture.

Looking at Qing Cang, there are only a handful of contemporary people who can bring a little pressure to Ling Xiao.

And the ice-eyed girl in front of her is absolutely impossible to be anonymous.

From Gui Wupo's spiritual memory, Ling Xiao knows that there are three descendants of the ghost clan.

And the most mysterious among them is the first descendant of the ghost clan, Nai'a.

Everyone knows that Naia is extremely talented and has the power to predict the future.

However, in the entire ghost clan, no one has ever seen Naia's true face.