Chapter 1405 Real Crisis

"Boom."

In an instant, the six realms of the universe and the samsara of life and death collapsed.

And the world in front of Ling Xiao finally shattered and opened at the moment of this slash.

Heaven Punishment, Evil God, Soul Rescue, Wushuang Taoist Resentment, and Tribulation.

Five of the nine ancient styles have been seen.

But Ling Xiao had a faint feeling that his journey to prove the Tao hadn't really started yet.

He lowered his head, looking at the magic blade in his hand, his eyes were serious.

Looking at it now, the Heavenly Demon is probably surrounded by the ancient god Anzi.

In this way, his fall can also be justified.

only! !

Why did he leave behind the inheritance in the Reincarnation Demon Blade? Is it a coincidence or...premeditated.

Or maybe the Heavenly Demon already knew that he would fall, so he left this inheritance to teach himself to practice after reincarnation?

Ling Xiao took a deep breath, and a gleam of coldness gradually appeared in his eyes.

regardless! !

What kind of secrets of the world are hidden behind this layer of fog is a challenge for Ling Xiao.

Those who can kill Heavenly Demon must be the real strongest of Jiutian.

even! !

Ling Xiao suspected that the person who betrayed the demon back then might still be alive.

Therefore, in the end, no matter whether he appears in the world as a demon or as a pawn, he will face endless dangers.

Moreover, if this reincarnation is just the backhand of the demon, then Ling Xiao's situation is bound to be even more dangerous.

Reincarnation, in any routine, memory should be preserved.

However, at the moment Ling Xiao crossed, he didn't incorporate a trace of memory about the demon.

It is undeniable that the strength of "Ling Xiao" back then was too weak, and he had not yet awakened his true self.

But...if he is not a Heavenly Demon at all, but just inherited the body of a Heavenly Demon, so what?

A ray of chill quietly pervaded, Ling Xiao held the magic blade tightly in his palm, and fell into a long silence.

From the beginning to the end, he has been trying to find a way beyond the control of others.

Whether it is to subdue the Son of Destiny or the Daughter of Destiny, it is for one day to rely on their power to fight against the immortals and even the Dao of Heaven.

After all, luck represents variables, and even the most terrifying ancient god can't replace Dao's will.

But now, Ling Xiao suddenly discovered that this... is not enough.

In the past, he had always been wary of the ancient gods of the immortal race, but he firmly believed in the will of the demons.

Whether it is the exercises he practiced or the spiritual treasures in his hands, they are all inherited from the heavenly demon.

But today, when he saw the man in gold, Ling Xiao suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of crisis.

If he continues on the path in front of him, he may finally reach the pinnacle of the world.

But, in the final analysis, no matter how many backhands he has prepared, it is not really out of this chess game.

External forces may change the situation, but they can never break free from the situation.

so…

Ling Xiao's eyes were calm, and his figure gradually disappeared in place.

In God's Battlefield, the ancient Xuantian ship fell from the sky.

But Ling Xiao returned to the central mountain, and after chatting with Xuanyuan Weiyang for a while, he walked into the hall again and disappeared.

Calculating the time, there are still more than a month before the opening of the Necromancer World.

In recent months, Qingcang has suddenly had many ancient sects hidden in the world, and I am afraid it is also a preparation for the next birth of the immortal road.

And this chaotic world, after all, gradually opened the curtain, which is very exciting.

Thousands of races conquered, and chaos began.

And Ling Xiao's goal was never to control a mortal domain, but to truly be the only one in the Nine Heavens.

The more leeks are brought out, the faster he will grow.

"Buzz."

The whole domain returned to tranquility, and Ling Xiao's figure appeared at the border of God's Battlefield.

"Young master."

Between the ancient mountains and dense forests, two figures shuttled back and forth.

At this time, Ning Chuan's face was clearly showing a hint of excitement.

The battle the day before yesterday could be said to be the most hearty battle of his life.

The pleasure of killing made him want to stop.

Of course, if the opponent is stronger, this feeling will definitely become more intense.

"Follow me somewhere."

In Ling Xiao's mind, since the Yixiangyuan was blatantly opened in Hanshan City, there must be another universe in it.

It has to be said that this method of deceiving people is really clever.

After all, no one would have thought that the power of the majestic main hall of the realm would be related to Xianglou.

Moreover, fish and dragons are mixed in Xianglou, and people of all shapes and colors come in and out every day, so that they can well conceal their identities.

Wonderful.

With Ling Xiao's formation skills, it is naturally impossible to compare with Ning Chuan. This lunatic's talent in formation skills is still worthy of recognition.

With him in the company, no matter what kind of formations and barriers are hidden in Yixiang Building, they cannot escape his eyes.

"good!"

Ning Chuan grinned, only feeling his blood boil.

Now his journey to immortality is simply not perfect.

Study formations, kill gods and people.

Originally in Daotian Academy, although Ning Chuan retreated all day long and practiced the ancient god-slaying formation, he lacked the opportunity to actually fight.

Even if he competes with his fellow disciples, he is still timid and afraid to use his full strength.

But now, following Young Master, he not only has enough time to practice, but also can truly put himself in the middle of the slaughter and confirm his Dao heart when he breaks through in the formation.

This kind of life is comfortable and comfortable.

"You better not do anything without my permission."

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, especially the scarlet light in Ning Chuan's pure black eyes, which made his scalp tingle.

At this time, Ning Chuan's cultivation has reached the peak of the respectable state, and his luck has also climbed to eighteen thousand.

Looking at the present age, his combat power is enough to crush most of the ancient sect's Tianjiao.

"Yes! Young Master."

Ning Chuan restrained himself a little, with a pure smile on his face, showing no trace of murderous intent.

The main hall of the realm, above the square.

Xue Xiyan stood with her hands behind her back, staring at the sky of clouds.

Behind him, Lu Xinghe lowered his head slightly, without saying a word.

He saw the battle in the Cold Sun Realm.

Ling Xiao did, as he expected, appear in the lower realm and kill countless people.

even! !

Now the young master of the Ling clan is so powerful that he can kill a saint with a wave.

You must know that in the world of Qingcang, the Supreme cannot come out, and the holy realm is already the pinnacle of the clan.

Although in today's troubled times, evildoers appear frequently, but the contemporary people who can slay the holy realm are all true heaven's favored sons.

Of course, the Holy Realm killed by Ling Xiao was just a false saint, but even so, it was still a bit shocking.

You must know that the young master of the Ling clan has only been born for a total of one year.

And the last time Xue Xiyan saw him, he was just a person who had just stepped into the realm of dignity.

One year, behead the saint.

If his cultivation had really entered the holy realm, it would already be considered a threat to Xue Xiyan.

However, it is only a threat.

Because, his hole card has never been the ancient fairy clock known to the world.

As long as he can step into the Supreme Realm, no one in this world will be his opponent.

"Young Master... Gu Chaoci has returned to the ancient dynasty of Xianhuang, and the young master of the Ling clan has also returned to the Ling clan."

Lu Xinghe sighed softly, looking at the immortal figure in front of him with vicissitudes of eyes.

Many times, he was always in a daze, as if standing in front of him was not the young master at all, but... the real world master.

That kind of indifferent detachment without fear of the collapse of the world is really too similar.

It was as if everything in this world was under his control, and nothing could surprise him at all.