Chapter 1715 Refining the Emperor's Corpse
"Fifth, why do you bother to help me?"
Suddenly, Xue Xiyan sighed, and looked at the Fifth Divine Machine.
There was an impenetrable complexity in those clear and deep eyes.
"If it wasn't for the young master back then, I'm afraid I would have died on the altar. I swear to repay the grace of saving my life with this life."
Fifth Shenji shook his head and smiled, but there was an inexplicable emotion in his eyes.
"Besides, this feeling of taking heaven and earth as the framework and all beings as children is really wonderful. If I can help the young master to control the sky, it will be regarded as a merit. Don't feel any pressure."
Hearing this, Xue Xiyan nodded lightly without doubting it.
As the Fifth Divine Machine, it is true that only by following him can he display his true ambition.
In a world of great contention, start from the dragon.
The choice of the successor of Dayan Palace is correct.
"Lord, is there any news?"
"There is no news at all, I suspect...the Lord Lord may have left Qing Cang."
Fifth Shenji's mouth curled up. The stronger the opponent, the more excited he will be.
Among the thousands of spells in the world, the ones that are truly powerful are not classics or inheritance, but... scheming.
Those who cultivate the mind determine the sky with calculations and rule the world.
He was born with a disability, and when he changed his fate against the sky, his bones were completely broken.
But what does it matter?
As long as he helps Xuexiyan set the cauldron and the world, all the Qingcang people will also regard him as the master.
"Not in Qingcang? How is it possible? With the cultivation base of the world lord, the land of the lower realm..."
"Maybe it's not the lower realm?"
Fifth Shenji smiled mysteriously and said nothing more.
Although he and Xue Xiyan share honor and disgrace, people's hearts still need to be in awe.
Only in this way can the relationship last.
So, those who play tactics have dirty hearts.
At this time, Ling Xiao and others had also returned to God's Battlefield, and Ling Gujin bid farewell to the two of them and returned to the cave.
Ling Xiao walked straight into the main hall of the Ling clan and summoned Ling Yuanxing and others with a rather dignified expression.
He also thought of what the Fifth Divine Machine thought of.
Today Ling Gujin destroyed Tianwu with a sword, although it shocked the whole Qingcang, it also left many hidden dangers.
With the strong man behind him now, although Wu Hong wouldn't make him fearful, but... it was somewhat troublesome.
It seems that we have to find a way to completely erase this hidden danger.
"Little Lord!"
Below the main hall, Ling Yuanxing and others bowed and bowed, all with solemn expressions.
"Send someone to find Wu Hong's trace, and he must not be separated from my Ling clan's eyeliner."
Ling Xiao tapped the seat with his fingers, his eyebrows darkened.
Today's situation does not allow Ling Gujin to have other choices. If Tianwu is not destroyed, anyone will have the guts to rob and kill Ling Xiao in the future.
However, Wu Hong is also a strong man at the top of Qingcang, if he shows up to fight, Ling Gujin may not be able to kill him.
However, from the beginning to the end, this ancestor of Tianwu has been hiding in the dark, and an emperor wants to escape, fearing that no one can stop him.
"yes!"
Ling Yuanxing bowed slightly, obviously guessing Ling Xiao's intention.
"Young master! During this time, you should not leave God's Battlefield."
"It doesn't have to be."
Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, no matter who wrote this chess game, his purpose was to restrain Ling Xiao and make him play tricks.
Once Ling Xiao was really afraid, he fell into this person's trap instead.
What's more, if he wanted to attract Wu Hong, he would have to show up in person.
time flies! !
Soon, when the purple air sword force above the void fell from the sky, the entire Tianwu Hall was directly enveloped by endless sword intent.
In an instant, no matter it was the supreme powerhouse or ordinary disciples, they were directly strangled and crushed by that sword force.
As for Wu Hong's figure, after all, he was a step too late, and when he arrived again, Tianwu Hall was already a purgatory on earth.
I saw this ancestor of Tianwu, tall and handsome, with a golden divine pattern between his brows, showing his dominance.
At this time, his eyes were extremely cold, obviously he never thought that Ling Gujin... this person who lived tens of thousands of years ago is still alive.
You know, when the World Lord conquered the world, there was no strong person from the Ling clan.
Although these years, the world has been afraid of the background of the Ling clan, but they don't know... how many emperors there are in this clan.
Now it seems that there are no less than three.
"Ling Clan! Ling Xiao!"
Wu Hong clenched his palms tightly, and the soul surged in his eyes, destroying the world.
And his figure, also quietly hidden in the void, disappeared.
Now that the Ling family has made a move, they will never let him go easily. They never thought that he, the majestic emperor, would be reduced to such a situation one day.
At the same time, the various sects of Qingcang also sent strong men to secretly inquire about the events of that day.
And after knowing that the Tianwu Temple was destroyed by the ancestor of the Ling clan, the name Ling Xiao became a real taboo in the hearts of countless sect forces.
After all, as strong as the Tianwu Temple, they were disintegrated and suppressed so easily, and the other immortal inheritances, the ancient clans had no confidence in provoking this human emperor.
However, the more so, the younger generation just realized how terrifying the World Master was back then.
No matter how strong the Ling clan is, they have never mastered the sky.
However, the World Lord can suppress Qing Cang with his own power.
Wan Zong, one can imagine how strong his strength should be.
The realm, the temple of heaven.
I saw Ling Xiao sitting cross-legged in the hall, and there was no one around.
The whole hall seems to be enveloped by a divine formation, with golden light shining and intertwined with ten thousand dao, it is the ancient formation of heaven and earth.
In this formation, all creatures and powers will be suppressed, and Ling Xiao is the real god in the formation.
Behind him, the immortal corpse of Wushi stands quietly. Although there is no fluctuation in cultivation, it gives people a sense of supreme immortality.
After his cultivation had completely entered the supreme realm, Ling Xiao's combat power also improved by leaps and bounds again.
Now his physical body and soul are comparable to the Heavenly Sovereign, but once the Heavenly Demon's body enters the sixth rank state, it is afraid that even an ordinary emperor will find it difficult to suppress him with a single palm.
"It's time to try to fuse this drop of divine blood."
Ling Xiao lowered his head, looking at an ancient bronze token in his hand, the magic patterns gathered in his eyes, full of fairy charm, extremely weird.
From the mouth of the Blood Demon Emperor, Ling Xiao had already guessed that it was probably the Nine Heavens Holy Spirit, the Sun Candle, who suppressed the Hades back then.
And this drop of blood is probably Zhuzhao's life essence.
This kind of bloodline is even more terrifying than the Huochi and Jinyi bloodlines he fused with before.
More importantly, only by merging this blood can the other party control the body of Emperor Wu, thus gaining more power.
At that time, there will be two corpses guarding the way, who in the world can touch him?
"Buzz!"
With Ling Xiao's thoughts moving, a ray of brilliance suddenly bloomed on the ancient bronze order.
And Emperor Wu's corpse immediately appeared in front of Ling Xiao, with dry skin and no vitality, like a mummy, with no trace of its original appearance at all.
The candlelight of the sun is the innate holy spirit, which contains the ultimate true fire of heaven and earth.
Obviously, this kind of power is beyond the reach of even the emperor of the world.