Chapter 878: The Coming of the Son

Northern Xinjiang, Qingqiu.

Although the mountains here are not steep, they are wonderfully undulating.

The ancient trees in the mountain are piled up, lush and straight, looking from a distance, it looks like a Qinghai sea, full of vitality.

Ling Xiao stood in the void with his hands behind his back, and winked at Zi Yan.

The latter understood and disappeared immediately.

Now Ling Xiao still doesn't know what the relationship between the eldest princess of Qingqiu Fox Clan and Zhou Yandao is.

Once Ziyan shows up rashly, if she recognizes her, trouble may arise.

"My lord! This is Qingqiu, where my fox clan has lived for generations."

Bai Zhixi hugged Ling Xiao's arm, with a rare trace of fear on her small face.

"Young master... At the beginning I ran away secretly, intending to go to Dongjiang to find you... Then... Later... Huhu, my ancestor is very fierce, son, if she hits me later, you must protect me. "

"Do not worry!"

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, since the Qingqiu Fox Clan never intervened in the turmoil in northern Xinjiang, in Ling Xiao's view, there were nothing but two possibilities.

Or, they have already abandoned Bai Zhixi, no matter who wins or loses in this dispute, it has nothing to do with the Fox Clan.

Or, they want to seek a glimmer of life in the chaos.

Bai Zhirou was suppressed by the God Lord, although she was not killed, there must be something hidden in it.

The ancient glazed pagoda is Ye Qingchan's natal spiritual treasure, and the god master has always wanted to take it as his own, probably not just for the sake of the few big demons in the pagoda.

After all, these demons have been suppressed for thousands of years, and their cultivation has long been weak. Under the shackles of this holy state, the god master is already invincible, so why bother to find a few demons that have passed their strength?

"Hee hee, I knew that the young master loves me the most, young master...that Feng Ruge said before...you have done that with him, then when will you do that with me."

Bai Zhixi's pretty face blushed, she blinked her pink eyes, and looked at Ling Xiao expectantly.

"If you can put these thoughts on cultivation, you won't be a third-rank god now! Let's talk about it after you step into the god emperor."

Ling Xiao reached out and rubbed Bai Zhixi's little head, then raised his feet and walked towards Qingqiu.

"Buzz!"

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Just when the figures of the two appeared in the sky above Qingqiu, they saw a wave of formations emanating from the foot of the mountain, layer upon layer, transforming into infinite formation patterns, blocking their footsteps.

"Qingqiu hides from the world, does not see outsiders, and the young master stops."

"Hmph! You're blind, and you don't even see who I am!!"

Bai Zhixi's small face froze for a moment, and she was suddenly a little annoyed, as if she had refuted a lot of embarrassment, she pinched her waist and walked in front of Ling Xiao.

"Huh? Princess Nine?"

On the Qingqiu, two young girls walked out immediately, and looked at Bai Zhixi with a surprised expression, "The Ninth Princess has run away from home and returned! Hurry up and report to Patriarch! Don't let her run away this time!"

"Uh…"

Bai Zhixi's pretty face turned even redder, rubbing the corner of her clothes, and said angrily in her heart, "The gentle and gentle image of this princess has been ruined by you!"

"Buzz!"

In the distant sky, there were several bursts of wind suddenly, and I saw an old figure stepping over from a distance with a group of powerful fox clansmen, and in an instant they arrived in front of Ling Xiao and the others.

The light is clear and leisurely, the array lines are on and off, disappearing invisible.

"Presumably this is the holy son of the Holy Church. I am old and green and white, and I have seen the holy son."

Bai Qian bowed slightly, and behind him, the Nine-Tailed Fox Queen's face changed slightly, and she bowed with her.

"Bai Qian?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and the corners of his mouth seemed playful.

Qianqian, is that you?

Where's your night...skate?

"I don't know why the Holy Son came here?"

The face of the Nine-Tailed Fox Empress was obviously gloomy. She had had nine daughters in her life.

The eldest daughter is extremely beautiful and followed the God Lord, but ended up being trapped in an abyss from which she could never get out.

Now Qingqiu's most talented little princess Jiu is ambiguous with this Holy Son, how can she feel at ease?

"Oh, I heard that the eldest princess of your clan once followed the God Lord. I have some things I want to ask her."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, and took a deep look at Nine-Tailed Fox.

It was just this glance that instantly made the great monster of Northern Xinjiang feel a kind of shock from the bottom of his heart.

She has heard about what happened in northern Xinjiang in the past few days.

The holy son of the holy religion, together with the three ninth-rank powerhouses, forcibly suppressed and killed the new emperor of the monster clan and the Qinglong emperor, and established Jiuyou as the emperor.

From then on, there were no more three emperors and ten kings in Northern Xinjiang, and only one Emperor Jiuyou remained.

Such a young hero is not something she can provoke.

"Hehe, Holy Son, please follow me."

Bai Qian's eyes narrowed slightly, and she stared fiercely at the Nine-Tailed Fox Empress, "Holy Son, please."

"Thank you."

Ling Xiao smiled gently, and the coldness in his body dissipated instantly, and he followed Bai Qian and walked towards the depths of Qingqiu.

"Holy Son! This is it."

When the figures of the people fell to the top of the abyss, Bai Qian and the others did not move forward.

Ling Xiao nodded slightly, "Zhixi, wait for me here."

"Young master... I..."

Just as Bai Zhixi was about to open her mouth, she saw Patriarch Bai Qian shook her head slightly, and immediately shut up and did not dare to say more.

It wasn't until Ling Xiao's figure stepped into the abyss that Bai Qian sighed softly.

"Old Ancestor! Why don't you let me go down with you, Young Master? Let me tell you, I am now the Demon Emperor of Northern Border, Young Master promised me that in a few days, I will announce to Northern Xinjiang and make me emperor!"

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Xi Xi looked at Bai Qian angrily, and complained with a small mouth.

"Hey."

But at this time, Bai Qian didn't open her mouth, only sighed deeply.

With Bai Zhixi's disposition, how would she know what the meaning of the word "demon emperor" would be without power?

Throughout history, the demon king and demon emperor in northern Xinjiang did not come out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

The reason why these two words frighten all demons is not the emperor's name and king's surname, but the blood and honor that flowed through it.

How sad is it to give you the title of emperor?

If this emperor can't rule the world, how is it different from a pig and a dog?

The Holy Son came to dominate the monster clan, but he didn't do anything to Qingqiu.

If it was said that it was only because of Bai Zhixi, Bai Qian would not believe it, but Bai Zhirou was forbidden by the God Lord, so why did he go down into the abyss this time?

"Zhixi? How did you and the Holy Son... get acquainted?"

"Old Ancestor, this is the Young Master Ling Xiao I mentioned to you before! As for when he became the Holy Son, I don't know much."

Bai Zhixi twitched her lips, this stinky young man has been hiding the truth from me for so long.

If I knew you were the Holy Son of the Holy Church, why would I be so low-key!

I have already established myself as the king, so how can I use Jiuyou to monopolize the limelight!

snort!

"Young Master Ling Xiao? You mean, you have known this young master for a long time?"

Bai Qian frowned slightly, and there was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Although she has never seen the holy son of the Holy Church, it is rumored that this holy son has been practicing with the Lord God and has never been born.

Are the rumors false or...the Holy Son is false?

"That's right! Back then when I sneaked into the lower realm, I met Young Master Ling Xiao... If it wasn't for Young Master, I would have died in the hands of the Blood Soul Temple."

There was a dazed look in Bai Zhixi's big eyes, what's wrong with the ancestor, why is he so surprised at such an old age.

"Blood Soul Temple?"

Bai Qian's face was dull, and she turned to look at the Nine-Tailed Fox Empress, but finally said nothing more.

Now that it was over, she had no choice.

No matter who this Ling Xiao is or why he came to Qingqiu, it seems that she can't stop her.

The so-called escape from the world is like a joke in front of absolute strength.

That's all, it's a calamity or a fate, it can only be determined by God.

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