Chapter 1382 The Domain of Mass Burials
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
I saw Bai Ling sitting cross-legged quietly in front of Tiantian Temple, with a fairy gate above his head blooming with mysterious splendor, revealing endless mysteries.
Especially in that dark and deep portal, there seems to be a trickling breath of reincarnation, which makes people want to... break through that layer of barriers and explore the deep mysteries.
At a certain moment, when Bai Ling's eyes suddenly opened, he saw endless haze rising quietly from his body.
An indescribably terrifying killing intent surged out, causing Daoyin to cry out, extremely cold.
And at the center of his eyebrows, a purple vertical line flashed away, and it was hard to hide the secret.
And her luck quickly climbed to eighteen thousand at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Ling Xiao's eyes trembled slightly, and the smile on his face grew wider.
Now it seems that Bai Ling's identity is inseparable from the Lord of Reincarnation.
even! !
Compared to what Ling Xiao saw in the Ten Thousand Soldiers Dao Zang back then, the reincarnation aura permeating this girl was ten thousand times stronger.
It's just that, who she really is, I'm afraid we can only know when the fairy gate is completely opened.
"elder brother."
A rare smile appeared on Bai Ling's face, while Ling Xiao smiled lightly, reaching out and rubbing her little head.
"Ling'er, how are you?"
"Brother, in this imprint of the killing god, there is a ray of killing origin, which is far more terrifying than the power of Taoism, and it contains the supreme supernatural power of killing the emperor."
With a thought in Bai Ling's mind, he saw that purple divine pattern suddenly blooming with mysterious brilliance, exuding the ultimate killing intent.
"good."
Ling Xiao nodded slightly, he wasn't very interested in killing the emperor's inheritance.
After all, the exercises he practiced are all true Nine Heavens Ultimate.
With Bai Ling in control of the Temple of Killing, she will be the sharpest blade in Ling Xiao's hands. The stronger she is, the more glaring she will be.
"Those killing temple elders, you have a way to control them, if not..."
The murderous intent in Ling Xiao's eyes flashed away, and he naturally didn't have much trust in this kind of force that he controlled halfway.
If the Mark of Killing God cannot determine their life and death, the best way... is to plant a soul mark in their soul sea.
"Brother, don't worry, there is an oath in this mark of the God of Killing, but no one who worships the strong man who worships the Temple of the God of Killing can betray this oath."
Bai Ling smiled sweetly, but there was some sadness in his eyes.
Now that she controls the Temple of Killing God, it means... she will part with Ling Xiao.
even! !
Based on the heritage of the palace, in the future, she may only be a shadow of Ling Xiao, hiding in the dark and hardly seeing the light of day.
"In that case, then you should stay on Qingyao Mountain."
Ling Xiao casually handed Bai Ling a Qiankun bag, "There are a hundred pieces of eighth-grade breaking holy pills inside, enough for you to step into the holy realm. Send a few people to the holy land of Yaochi, and keep an eye on this sect's movements."
"Yes! Brother."
Although now, both Qingyang and Zhu Jie are dead, and they were killed by Ling Xiao as traitors.
However, most of the Shadow Soul Hall already knows the location of the sect and all the layout of the Killing Temple.
The reason why Ling Xiao didn't ask Bai Ling to lead the crowd to leave was to take this opportunity to see if he could lead out this temple.
Secondly, it is doing the opposite, to kill the shadows of the temple, and test out all the powerful people who are hiding in the dark.
In the final analysis, from the very beginning, the enemy in Ling Xiao's eyes was not the supreme inheritance of the Qing Cang Realm, but...the Lord's Palace.
Whether it is the Temple of Killing God or the Heavenly Saint Merchant Alliance, it is just Ling Xiao's trump card to deal with the world lord.
If the destruction of the killing temple can be used to expose another temple, Ling Xiao will not hesitate at all.
But with Bai Ling's luck, the more hardships he encounters, the faster he will grow.
"Let's go."
With the disappearance of the two figures, the whole domain once again fell into dead silence.
Only above that void, there is endless thunder and sword energy.
"Master, Miss Bai Ling."
On the top of Qingyao Mountain, Yu Yi and Xia Zhimeng stood bowed, with complex expressions on their faces.
Especially Yu Yi, even though Xia Chen's revenge has been avenged, he should be happy.
But inexplicably, he always felt... everything in front of him seemed a little too smooth.
"In the future, I will leave the Killing Temple to you. If you encounter trouble, please send me a voice transmission at any time."
Ling Xiao took a deep look at Xia Zhimeng, then turned and walked towards the sky.
It wasn't until his figure disappeared that the expression on Bai Ling's face became completely cold.
"Yu Yi, send two elders to the Holy Land of Yaochi, and pay attention to the movement of this sect."
"yes!"
Outside the Tianlei territory, Ling Xiao strolled through the sky with a calm expression.
Behind him, Midie was dressed in black, with a graceful outline, but there was some resentment in her eyes.
"Young master, he came all the way, so why don't you... reward him?"
"I'll go to the Mass Burial Domain, you should go back to the Ling Clan first."
After the words fell, Ling Xiao didn't hesitate at all. The moment he stepped forward, the figure disappeared in place.
It's just that this time, he didn't walk with the dragon, after all... With Zhang Jiuji's fear of him now, once Ling Xiao appeared in the mass burial area, it was hard to guarantee that this guy would not run away upon hearing the news.
"Little Lord!!"
Above the void, Midie opened her mouth slightly with resentment on her face.
just the most
In the end, she didn't dare to really disobey Ling Xiao, so she stomped her feet resentfully and headed in the direction of God's Battlefield.
Southwest of Qingcang, the domain of mass burials.
The reason why this domain is called the paradise of demons is because the geographical location of this domain is wonderful.
To the west of the mass burial is Qingcang's famous Buddha Sea. It also has a more resounding name called...Ehai.
The reason why the Brahma Holy Land was established here was to suppress the evil spirits in this sea of calamity.
It is said that at the end of the Erhai Sea, there is another realm connected to it, where the evil race that even the gods are afraid of is sealed.
The south of the mass burial is the territory of the monster clan, connected by thousands of mountains, and usually no human cultivator will set foot here.
Because of this, there is perennial chaos in the mass burial domain.
Countless souls who carry blood feuds and practice evil kung fu gather here, either to escape their enemies, or just to kill.
In short, this is a realm without order, and even people in the holy realm dare not go deep into it.
At this time, in an ancient city in the north of the mass burial area, two young men in black robes were sitting in a wine house by the side of the street, drinking and chatting with each other.
"Brother Chu, you and I hit it off right away. I've always wanted to know, why...why did you end up in this mass burial?"
One of them, a young man with a fair face and a demonic aura around him, asked in a deep voice.
"Brother Jiuji doesn't know that I'm in this mass burial area to avoid my enemies."
Another young man with a handsome appearance and slender eyes shook his head helplessly, and there was a vicissitudes that did not match his age on his face.
"Hiding enemies?"
Zhang Jiuji's expression froze for a moment, and then he sighed softly, "I saw that brother Chu is unrestrained and unrestrained, and I thought you were just yearning for freedom here, but I didn't expect...you and my brother are in the same disease."
"Oh? Brother Jiuji is also trying to avoid enemies?"