Chapter 1377 Supreme Soul

"But…"

Chi Luo hesitated to speak, his eyes were extremely complicated.

She knows Qingyang's methods better than anyone else.

And once Ling Xiao is defeated, it may be too late for them to leave.

"It's nothing to worry about, I said, brother, I won't lose."

Bai Ling gave Chi Luo a cold look. She didn't have the slightest resistance to this woman's past, she just didn't like people who questioned Ling Xiao.

Be it the past or the future, all regrets and expectations are vain.

Only elder brother, it is fate, reincarnation, the end of karma, the end of time... It is not a burden.

If he loses, in the future... who else is worth waiting for?

"Why."

In the end, Chi Luo sighed lightly and didn't say another word.

At this time, she had secretly made up her mind that no matter what happens later, this time... she must protect Xia Chen's bloodline.

Three hundred years of remorse had already exhausted her physically and mentally. To her, life and death were really not worth mentioning.

And the reason why the mark of the killing god is in her hands is actually a backhand that Chi Luo prepared for herself back then.

Based on her understanding of Qingyang, she had long guessed that the latter would definitely attack her after killing Xia Chen.

Therefore, long before she attacked Xia Chen, she tricked the killing god's mark from him.

And because of this, the remorse in Chi Luo's heart is like a maggot attached to the bone, tormenting her all the time for three hundred years.

I still remember that day, Chi Luo once asked Xia Chen himself, who was more important between his identity and the identity of the Lord of the Killing God.

And Xia Chen didn't hesitate at all, and handed over the imprint representing the majesty of the killing god to her hands.

But in the end, Chi Luo chose the sect and betrayed Xia Chen.

Originally, she was just in pain and hated Qingyang, but she didn't feel wrong.

After all, Xia Chen fell, and in exchange for thousands of lives of the sect, she had no choice.

But now it seems that she still underestimated her feelings for Xia Chen.

For three hundred years, Chi Luo has been in pain all the time. If she had believed in Xia Chen more, just like the girl in front of her is to Ling Xiao, would there be other choices?

He will not lose.

In one sentence, what kind of affection and obsession are contained.

Great love, speechless, only...believe in him like fate.

"Buzz."

But at this time, in the Zhenyuan Soul Realm, Ling Xiao looked at the world in front of him in surprise.

I saw that this place is no longer the top of Qingyao Mountain, but a desolate and ancient mystical space.

Qingyang stood tall in the sky, with a proud expression, and the rushing aura around him had reached the level of the eighth rank of the Holy Realm.

Obviously, the mystery of this Shadow Soul Palace classic lies in this.

If you don't enter the soul world, you will have one soul and nine bodies to fight against the enemy at the same time.

And once entering the soul world, the cultivation of the person who spreads the world will be the combination of the nine incarnations into one.

Just now Ling Xiao swung his sword and killed an incarnation of Qingyang, so at this time his realm is the eighth rank of the Holy Realm.

Otherwise, the current him should be at the pinnacle of the ninth rank.

"Ling Xiao, Chi Luo should tell you my identity, right?"

Qingyang's figure descended from the sky, looking at the young man in front of him with cold eyes.

After all, there is no deep hatred between him and Ling Xiao, all the conflicts are on Xia Chen.

And just like Ling Xiao, Qingyang has always firmly believed that there is nothing in this world that cannot be betrayed.

"Heir of Shadow Soul Palace?"

Ling Xiao nodded and chuckled, his eyes casually surveyed the soul world in front of him.

At this moment, he could feel that this space had completely blocked the fluctuation of spiritual power, and even the physical and blood power seemed to be completely imprisoned by a strange force.

In other words, fighting here can only rely on the power of the soul.

"Young Master Ling Xiao, you and I have no deep hatred, so why bother to die? Although I admire your righteousness and integrity, sometimes... this kind of righteousness will harm you."

Qingyang smiled sinisterly, and he never concealed the threat in his tone.

In this Zhenyuan Soul Realm, not to mention a respectable young man, he would dare to fight even a supreme powerhouse.

only! !

Killing Ling Xiao will do a lot of harm to Qingyang, but not a single benefit.

Even with the dominance of the Ling clan, his end would be extremely miserable.

If the two can take a step back, today's farce will be completely over.

One Chi Luo and one Yu Yi dared to act presumptuously in Qingyao Mountain, they simply did not know how to live or die.

Now that the Mark of the Killing God has appeared, Chi Luo took the lead in violating the oath of the Dao Heart, so... there is nothing to worry about.

Not only will Chi Luo die, but the entire Yaochi Holy Land will pay the price for her betrayal...

"Oh, what are you trying to say?"

Ling Xiao nodded indifferently, and finally set his eyes on Qingyang.

At this time, he has fully understood the power and influence of this soul world, so... a Qingyang without luck, it is impossible to stir up any storms.

"Everyone knows that Young Master Ling Xiao is righteous and unique in the world, but if Young Master loses today, no one will believe... Xia Chen is innocent, and Young Master will be the one who protects evil spirits, and his reputation will be ruined in one fell swoop."

Qingyang had a look of regret, but Ling Xiao suddenly smiled brightly, "The master of Qingyang hall is worrying too much, I never care about how the world thinks of me, and... I will not lose

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"You won't lose?"

Qingyang laughed back in anger, his whole body overwhelming with holy power.

Around him, countless soul patterns condensed, outlining a picture scroll of mountains and rivers, a map of the stars in the sky.

"You won't lose, so I will lose?"

"Master Qingyang, I have a doubt. Why did the Seventh Hall of the World Lord suddenly disappear? The protector behind you should be on Qingyao Mountain, right?"

Facing the oppression of Qingyang's soul, Ling Xiao did not show a trace of panic, but laughed playfully.

Seeing this, Qingyang frowned slightly, and suddenly felt uneasy in his heart.

only! !

This Zhenyuan Soul Realm is the inheritance classic of his Shadow Soul Palace, and it is also the real top-notch technique of Qingcang Realm.

In this soul world, all spiritual power fluctuations and bloodline power will be completely imprisoned.

Even if Ling Xiao had some life-saving trump cards bestowed by the strong Ling clan, he couldn't use them at all.

"Hmph! Ling Xiao, it's fine if you're still playing tricks until you're about to die. Since you're obsessed with obsession, I'll crush you here today and send you back to the Ling clan!"

Qingyang snorted coldly, and the moment he stepped out, the sea of ​​stars above his head suddenly fell down.

Suddenly, the situation in the entire soul world changed suddenly, and the situation was torrential.

Thousands of stars crushed down from the sky, like a sea of ​​meteors and flames, enveloping Ling Xiao's figure in one breath.

However, at the moment when a smile appeared on Qingyang's face, a strong sense of disbelief suddenly flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, he seemed to feel that at the place where the stars fell, a vast and incomparable supreme power surged loudly.

This kind of fluctuation is so terrifying that the entire soul world emits ear-piercing humming.

Then, Qingyang was stunned to see a slightly slender figure slowly walking out of the sea of ​​flames.

There was an extremely strong aura circulating on his body, and every move seemed to imply the way of heaven, making the void boil.

"How...how is it possible?"

This breath... the supreme soul! !

A young man who has been cultivated in a dignified state actually has a soul of the supreme level.