Chapter 1789 The Man Behind

"interesting."

Ling Xiao smiled, the magic pattern in his eyes flickered, and immediately inserted the ancient reincarnation blade into Chen Muzhi's body, devouring his blood, energy and spiritual power.

Looking at Qing Cang, there are countless Tianjiao who have the body of half-demon.

However, there is only one possibility that can make Chen Muzhi surrender willingly.

Under the seat of the world lord, the most mysterious hall, the Hall of Ten Thousand Monsters!

Helian Wuji, the second descendant of this temple, died in Ling Xiao's hands.

Although there has been no change in this temple since then, it is still in opposition to the Ling clan in essence.

only!

According to the news sent back by Duoying and the hidden guards of the Ling clan, this temple has long been independent of the Jiezhu Hall. Could it be that because a second descendant was killed, he will become an enemy of the Ling clan?

What's more, at that time, the man-wolf took the initiative to provoke first, and he deserved to die.

Inexplicably, Ling Xiao still felt that there was a conspiracy involved.

Moreover, this layout method is very similar to the one he encountered in the capital of God before, as if it came from the hands of one person.

Could it be... the military adviser next to Xue Xiyan?

Now it seems that this young gentleman can't retreat, but it's not that he has nothing to do.

His plot may be more far-reaching than Ling Xiao imagined.

"Master!"

It wasn't until a few bursts of wind suddenly came from the sky that Ling Xiao put away the magic blade and looked up.

The figures of Ning Wuchuan, Huahua and Han Qingqiu descended from the sky, landed in front of him, and bowed down.

With the strength of the three of them, it is no surprise to deal with a few respectable people.

However, this time the Barren Yuan Ancient Realm was opened, almost all the evildoers of the present age could be said to gather here, it was far from ordinary and comparable, so it was necessary to be more cautious.

"Well! Go back to the realm first."

Ling Xiao nodded lightly, and stepped into the realm together with the three of them.

At this time, in front of the Heavenly Palace, Han Zhan and other disciples of the Medicine Palace were surrounding Xiao Poor, carefully treating his injuries.

Seeing Ling Xiao appearing, everyone hurriedly threw Xiao Poor aside, got up and bowed down.

"Meet the Lord."

"how's it going?"

Ling Xiao waved his hand and walked up to Xiao Po, with a gentle smile on his face.

"The sternum is broken, I'm afraid I won't be able to fight for a while."

Han Zhan gave a wry smile, while Xiao Po struggled to get up from the ground, "My lord! This little injury is nothing, I can still do it!"

"Alright, you can recuperate in the domain with peace of mind, and leave the rest to me."

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, and suddenly took out an ancient sword from the Qiankun Ring, the whole body was shining in silver, which fit Xiao Poor's temperament very well.

"This three-thousand-moment handle needs to be activated by the power of time, so you can take it."

"What...what? My lord, I..."

Xiao Po's eyes trembled slightly, but in the end he did not refuse, and bowed deeply, "Thank you, Lord."

"By the way, my lord, on my way here, I heard that there is a hidden treasure in the southwest, and many Qing Cangtianjiao have already rushed there."

"I see."

Ling Xiao nodded, groaned slightly, and still summoned dozens of hidden guards, and said in a deep voice, "Go and find out the descendants of the holy sons of the five royal families and the strong members of the clan."

"yes!"

"Xiao Poor, do you know anything about the butcher from the Holy Emperor's Palace?"

Now that Ling Xiao has guessed that this son of God who has fused the blood of the five emperors is likely to be a man of destiny, it is necessary to arrange some means in advance to suppress his luck.

From Chen Muzhi's memory, Ling Xiao saw a woman named Zong Shishi, who was also a hermit genius, and she had a great admiration for Tu Tiandao.

Perhaps, there will be a... insertion port on her body.

"Tu Shenzi? Tu Tiandao?"

Xiao Po's brows were tightly furrowed, with a rare expression of solemnity on his face, "My lord, this Son of God Slaughter has a terrifying cultivation base, bears the God Sun on his back, and is tyrannical and unparalleled. He shot down and killed many strong survivors, and he was bold, and gathered a group of followers behind him."

"oh?"

There was a faint smile on the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth. In this way, the growth of this leek should be quite gratifying.

Moreover, from Xiao Poor's words, Ling Xiao could also hear that Tu Tiandao liked to pretend to be coquettish and liked to make a name for himself.

Of course, this has something to do with his experience. A young man who has gone through life and death and fused the blood of the five great emperors, what is the reason for his birth?

Naturally, it is to become famous in the world and to be admired by all spirits.

This is human nature, and it's also... a weakness.

"However, it is said that this Tu Shenzi likes women, but he has a high spirit. Even the poems of the clan saintesses have no status in his eyes."

"Woman?"

Ling Xiao nodded indifferently, already having a plan in his heart to deal with this man of destiny.

For a boy who wants to be a hero, the saddest thing...is the beauty pass.

That being the case, then create some opportunities for him to be admired by beauties.

However, this beauty must have a story, so that she can be reversed at the most critical moment.

"I see, let's go."

Ling Xiao waved his hand, leading Ning Wuchuan and others out of the realm, and reappeared in the Yuanyuan Ancient Realm.

At this time, he did not act rashly, so as not to draw Tu Tiandao's guard.

In short, if you want to harvest this destiny, you need to

We need some opportunity, so... it is time to find that half-demon youth and confirm his identity.

"Buzz."

At the same time, in the depths of the ancient world, a barren mountain peaked.

I saw a white-clothed figure standing with his hands behind his back, without a trace of aura exuding from his body, looking at the sea of ​​clouds in front of him.

Behind him stood a tall young man with tiger stripes all over his body, and his aura was extremely fierce.

"Meet the master."

"Is everything done?"

The young man in white turned around, revealing the face that concealed the ancient face, and the only exposed eyes were a deep and peaceful brilliance.

"Yes! Everything has been properly arranged. Now there are already many young masters of the ancient clan. The saint son of Xianzong is willing to follow me and punish the Ling clan together."

The tiger-striped youth nodded, but the moment his words fell, he felt a wave of fluctuation suddenly coming from behind him.

But when he turned his head to look, he saw a figure wrapped in battle armor, who had arrived in front of him at some point.

Then! !

Before the tiger-striped youth could react, a wooden vine suddenly wrapped around his feet, restraining him in place.

With his cultivation of the fifth rank of the Holy Realm, facing this battle figure at this time, he has no room to fight back.

even! !

What frightened him even more was that there was not a single trace of vitality around this battle armor.

Even the pupils under the iron helmet are a kind of empty blackness.

It's like, it's just a battle armor, but it can display spiritual power and supernatural power.

absurd! !

"You're doing a good job, but... I don't like putting myself in situations, so..."

The man with the ancient face said nothing, and walked down the mountain.

But that Zhan Ying suddenly stretched out his palm, turned into a wooden awl, and pierced fiercely into the chest of the tiger-striped youth.

"Puchi."