Chapter 833

It wasn't until the six of them arrived at the main hall on the top of the mountain that the God Emperor of Jiuyou Mountain turned his head to look at Huahua and the three of them, "Wait a moment, everyone, King You is in retreat, I'm going to send a message."

"It's time to work."

Xiao Po's expression was humble and his attitude was humble, which made the three god emperors sneer.

This fat man is really good at pretending.

After such a long while, there was a sudden rush of heat in the hall, and a graceful and beautiful figure emerged from the void and appeared in front of everyone.

"Are you... the son's people?"

I haven't seen him for two years, but now Jiuyou's cultivation base has stepped into the fifth-rank realm of the god emperor, and there are hidden flames around him.

It's just that this kind of flame is not red, but an almost dark purple.

Obviously, the current her may have completely awakened her memory.

Jiuyou Mingfeng originally belonged to the northern border imperial family.

Even before this clan was destroyed, the three major demon emperors today did not dare to provoke them easily.

It's just a pity that such a big family was destroyed overnight.

Only Jiuyou, the proud daughter of the Mingfeng family, escaped a ray of spirit by chance and returned to heaven and earth.

Of course, if she hadn't met Ling Xiao, let alone two years, maybe even ten years, it would be difficult for her to recover to her current level.

What's more, in general, female supporting roles in such a setting will most likely die for the Son of Destiny in the end.

"I'm here under the order of Young Master Ling Xiao, and I want to help King You dominate the northern border."

Xiao Po stood up and bowed to Jiuyou.

Although with Xiao Poor's fighting power, the fifth-rank god emperor might not be able to fight.

But, we are just slaves, how can we compare our status with these beautiful women around the Lord.

"What proof?"

Jiuyou's pretty face was cold, and there seemed to be a fire in her eyes, which was inexplicably depressing.

"Hehe, the young master has explained, find King You, and give this sound transmission talisman to her."

Xiao Poon respectfully handed over a sound-transmitting talisman, but Jiuyou didn't hesitate, and directly poured spiritual power into the talisman.

"Buzz."

"Young master..."

At this time, there was a hint of excitement on Jiu Youqiao's face.

Since Bai Zhixi wasted the only sound transmission talisman on her body last time, Jiuyou has not heard from the young master for nearly a year.

Of course, with Jiuyou's current power, it is not impossible to find Ling Xiao's traces.

However, she has a special status and is the sworn enemy of the Holy Cult.

Once the connection with the young master is exposed, it will inevitably lead to disaster for him.

This is the reason why Ling Xiao only gave her a sound transmission talisman at the beginning.

People of destiny like Jiuyou and Ye Qingchan who have been certified by the system will not betray Ling Xiao, but similarly, without the control of the soul seal, Ling Xiao does not know whether they are in danger or not.

If it fell into the hands of the divine master, with that person's strength, it might not be impossible to find a trace of clues from them.

"Jiuyou, have you seen Huahua and the others?"

In the southern border area, thousands of miles high in the sky.

Ling Xiao lay reclining on the Kowloon golden chariot, with hair hanging down, holding the jade cup in one hand, sipping the wine in it, and stroking Ziyan's back with the other hand, feeling relaxed and lazy.

"You are more familiar with Beijiang. Think of a way to gather the arrogance and evildoers of all the monster clans together. The more lively the better, I will be there soon."

Ling Xiao put down the talisman and drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

Now that the God Lord is retreating, this is a great opportunity for him to unify the four borders.

Forget it! !

Ling Xiao didn't believe that Zhou Yandao had really stepped into the realm of dignity. With the power of hundreds of millions of living beings in the four borders, he still couldn't kill a single person.

After all, whether it is Yuan or Zun, spiritual power is limited.

Of course, this war is bound to be brutal and bloody, and even thinking about it makes one's scalp tingle.

But, so what?

When all the people in the world die, I am alone in charge of the world, soaring to the upper world, it is also good fortune to reach the sky.

In the distance, suddenly there was a demon cloud turbulent, Ling Xiao's eyes were slightly focused, and the figure just stood up from the golden chariot and looked into the distance.

Zi Yan also opened her eyes, but her expression was a little tired, without any worry at all.

Not to mention that there are many strong people in the Lingxiao domain, as long as it is not Zhou Yandao who comes, who is her opponent in this holy state?

The first emperor of Wujiang is dead, except for a Taixuan Daoist, Zi Yan will not be afraid of anyone at all.

What?

The Three Emperors of Northern Xinjiang?

That big monster with a trace of dragon blood?

Zi Yan didn't know how much dragon blood flowed in this demon emperor, but half of the thunder dragon blood flowed in her body.

"My lord!!"

until!

The Kowloon golden chariot stopped in the void, and the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth just raised a smile.

On the sky, there were nearly a hundred figures bowing down.

In the first place, Liang Yi was dressed in Tsing Yi, with dull eyes and a gentle expression.

At this time, the aura on his body has also stepped into the level of the god king, in the seventh-rank category.

And the hundred people behind him are mostly in the realm of gods, and a few of them have a trace of luck.

However, what really moved Ling Xiao was not the cultivation of these people, but the undisguised ferocious aura on them.

Obviously, these hundred people have all experienced real life and death, stepping from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

Such people, either don't provoke them, or kill them on the spot, otherwise, they will do everything they can to... kill you.

"Good! Get up."

Ling Xiao smiled gently, but there was some sadness in his eyes.

With Liang Yi's identity, he should be the real top person in this world.

But he is a heavenly demon, willing to gamble with his cultivation and step into endless reincarnation.

Although his cultivation base has stepped into the realm of a god-king, there is still no way to completely cover up the twilight of his body.

"Let's go! Take a look at the land of northern Xinjiang, what surprises can we have?"

Ling Xiao sat on the golden chariot again, hugged Zi Yan, and walked towards Jiuyou Mountain.

Behind him, hundreds of people lined up without making a sound, and followed Liang Yi closely, protecting the Lord.

The sky and the earth are gloomy, with layers of black clouds covering all directions.

Everyone passed by along the way, all spirits bowed their heads, and mortals knelt down to worship, except for those with strong cultivation bases, there seemed to be a flash of fear in their eyes.

This holy state has changed.

at the same time.

In the northern border, strong men stepped out of the clan land one after another and gathered towards a certain place in the border.

Just today, Jiuyou Mountain suddenly issued an invitation card, inviting all the arrogance and evildoers in northern Xinjiang to gather in Jiuyou Mountain to witness the Lord of Jiuyou Mountain, and King You became the eleventh demon king in Northern Xinjiang.

Such behavior is arrogant and presumptuous.

As a result, the lords of several royal families have rushed to the holy mountain for several days, asking to meet the demon emperor and attack Jiuyou together.

Of course, more monster races were somewhat curious, wanting to see with their own eyes, this rumored less than 100-year-old and seductive King You, how did he get the confidence to dare to stand on his own as king!

As we all know, the monster clan in Northern Xinjiang has always been united. Although there are occasional disputes among the various clans, there has never been a war.

Because, the entire northern border is surrendered under the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Monsters, which is also known as the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Monsters by the world.

On the holy mountain, there is a blue dragon whose cultivation level reaches the sky, contains dragon blood, and is respected by all the monsters as the Qinglong Emperor.

There was a centipede who was born extremely poisonous and slaughtered thousands of miles at every turn. He was honored as the emperor of poisonous centipedes.

There is an elephant born with supernatural power, with a jade face and golden eyes, who is respected as the White Elephant Emperor.

The three demons swore together and jointly ruled the northern border, becoming the leader of all demons.

And the position of Demon King has always been bestowed by the Three Emperors. I never thought that this little wild monster would dare to overstep it!

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