Chapter 1374 Exclaim

"Xia Chen?"

Qingyang opened his mouth slightly, and exclaimed exaggeratedly, "The young master is really innocent, Xia Chen has long been killed by the heir of the ghost clan, and the saint Chi Luo beside you told me about this."

"You really don't cry until you see the coffin."

Ling Xiao turned his head and glanced at Chi Luo, who immediately understood, and walked up to the strong men of the killing temple, "Seniors, three hundred years ago, it was Qingyang who threatened the holy land of Yaochi and forced me to take action and seriously injured Xia Chen, this ghost bead is actually obtained by the Lord Xia Chen from killing the third descendant of the ghost clan, I swear with my heart, everything Chi Luo said today is true."

"Hehehe, Chi Luo, Chi Luo, you really don't change your mind. You betrayed Xia Chen back then, and now you betray me."

Hearing this, the elders of the Temple of All Killers fell silent again.

They actually had doubts in their hearts about what happened three hundred years ago.

However, Qingyang's methods are too cruel, and now with the support of the Great Elder, no one in the entire Temple of Killing dares to oppose him.

What's more, Xia Chen is dead, but Qingyang has proved his innate ability in these three hundred years.

Following him, the Temple of Killing God will surely regain its glory.

"Qingyang, you are despicable and shameless, even if you die today, I will clear up Xia Chen's grievances."

With an agitated expression, Chi Luo suddenly raised his hand and took off a white jade hairpin on his head, crushing it severely.

Immediately, an extremely stern killing momentum suddenly descended.

The runes condensed, the divine brilliance gushed out, and the entire space instantly collapsed.

"This... this is... the Mark of Killing God?!"

"The Mark of Killing God!! Why is this mark in Chi Luo's hands?"

This time, the faces of the elders of the Temple of All Killers could no longer remain calm.

This imprint was left by the Killing God, and it not only contained the inheritance of the ancient Killing God, it was also a symbol of the identity of the Lord of the Killing God.

"Elders, this seal was handed over to me by Xia Chen before his death. Now...I will return it to Xia Chen's descendants. I hope you can follow the ancestor's precepts of the Temple of Killing and recognize who is the master of the Temple of Killing. "

Chi Luomei's eyes were red, and she turned to look at Yu Yi, "Senior Yu... May I ask who is Miss Xia..."

"give it to me."

Bai Ling said indifferently, and raised his hand to snatch the killing god mark.

She and Ling Xiao held the same soul seal, Yu Yi and Xia Zhimeng didn't dare to refute at all.

And after all this was done, Chi Luofang breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.

"Chi Luo, Chi Luo, you are still so simple."

From the beginning to the end, Qingyang didn't panic at all, and there was even a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"Three hundred years ago, if you took out this seal and uttered these lies, you might have elected a puppet to be the Lord of the Killing God Hall, but now..."

Qingyang shook his head, looked up at the boy in black on top of his head, "The Temple of Killing is my Qingyang power, Ling Xiao, I will give you a choice, get out, or... die."

"I promised Xia Chen that I would help him take back the Temple of Killing."

Ling Xiao looked calm, and there was not much surprise in his eyes.

With Qingyang's xinxing means, three hundred years is enough for him to build the Temple of Killing into his sect that truly belongs to him.

And the reason why Ling Xiao spent all his time finding Chi Luo and Yu Yi was just to...have a legitimate reason to kill Qingyang, and put a black pot on the head of the Lord of the Realm.

As for loyalty, it is just that the chips for betrayal are not enough.

As long as Qingyang dies, these powerful people in the Temple of Killing will eventually kneel at the feet of the victor.

"Ling Xiao, I heard that you have the name of the invincible generation. If you die at the hands of the Supreme Lord of my Killing Temple, I am afraid that the Ling clan will not let it go. Why don't we... Let's gamble."

Qingyang smiled coldly, he was not afraid of Ling Xiao, but it didn't mean he dared to kill Ling Xiao.

Especially now, the world lord is missing, and the seven masters of the palace are unable to retreat. Even Shaojun Xue has kept a low profile, so he naturally dare not touch the bottom line of the Ling clan at this time.

"Oh? What are you betting on?"

Ling Xiao stands in the void, surrounded by divine brilliance, with a detached demeanor.

At this time, his smile was quite thought-provoking. This villain's routine is indeed the case, and he always likes to gamble.

If a person of the first rank of the Holy Realm is a man of destiny, Ling Xiao still needs to worry a little bit.

But, a villain with no luck... what right does he have to shout in front of him.

"You and I fight, you lose, get out, I lose... I will give up the position of the Lord of the Killing God to you!"

Qingyang smiled domineeringly. As we all know, the difference between the holy realm and the honorable realm is like a curse from heaven.

Under the holy realm, everything is common.

Even if Ling Xiao's combat power is against the sky, and his immortal appearance is unmatched, how can he compete with him?

What's more, his method of Shadow Soul Palace has never been used in front of others.

That is the supreme supernatural power inherited from the Shadow Soul Palace Master, even in the holy realm, it is difficult for anyone to block it.

"I don't care about the seat of the Lord of Killing God. Today you...must die."

Ling Xiao's voice fell, and he stepped out directly.

Around him, colorful mist suddenly spewed out, forming a galaxy for thousands of miles, and falling straight towards Qingyang.

The sky collapsed, and all roads were silent.

Thousands of avenues gather in one palm, imprisoning the world and suppressing vitality.

Time, void, darkness, and raging flames emerged alternately, faintly, and everyone seemed to see that the palm print contained an entire river of epochs, intertwined into billions of stars, an indescribably miraculous vastness.

This scene, really

It's too shocking.

At this time, even Qingyang's contempt froze in an instant.

He knew that Ling Xiao was very strong, but he didn't expect him to be so strong.

Such a vast sea of ​​fallen stars was even more spectacular than the meteor shower he had shown his sister to see before.

"Hmph! I want to kill a saint for mere respect!!"

Qingyang raised his head, looking at the palm prints falling from the sky, his eyes gradually showed a sense of war.

For the past three hundred years, he has been cultivating in secluded cultivation in Qingyao Mountain, and he has never competed with his peers.

Now it seems that in this troubled world, there are indeed many evildoers.

"Buzz!"

There is also a myriad of rays of light outside Qingyang's body, and in his hand, a crystal clear sword manifests out of thin air.

The sea of ​​stars is colorful, transforming into a mighty sharp edge, unparalleled in killing and attacking, with the momentum of opening the sky, he suddenly slashed towards the spiritual palm.

The sky and the earth split, and a thick and majestic saber swept across the sky, smashing countless stars.

The sky is full of brilliance, like fireworks in a prosperous age, shocking people's hearts.

At this time, even many strong men whose cultivation base has stepped into the supreme realm, have a strong look of horror on their faces.

terrible! !

The combat power of these two contemporary evildoers is really terrifying! !

Such a terrified situation, unstoppable by all enemies, is really a bit... the grand occasion of the conquest of various clans a hundred thousand years ago.

Qingyang stood in front of the hall, the clouds were calm and the wind was breezy, with a hint of arrogance on his face.

Even if Ling Xiao's fairy appearance is the same, but...he is only a noble state after all.

As long as he exerts a little bit of the power of the holy pattern, all offensives will be defeated by themselves.

"Buzz!"

only! !

Just as the saber slashed down the stars and shattered the spiritual seal, a loud sword chant suddenly came from the end of the sea of ​​stars.

Shocking the sky, the edge is eternal! !