Chapter 883: The Great War Will Begin

"come on!"

Ling Xiao smiled softly, his expression was always calm.

Although it is common for the Son of Destiny to kill enemies across borders, with his current strength, he only needs a luck plunder card, and Ling Tian still cannot escape death.

Ten thousand luck, really a bit greedy.

"Brother, be careful."

The blood in Ling Tian's eyes fluttered, and the ancient sword was held horizontally in his hand, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Until his figure appeared a few feet above Ling Xiao's head, there was still no fluctuation of aura on the latter.

"Ok?"

Ling Tian's eyes panicked, and a trace of hesitation suddenly appeared in his heart.

If he used all his strength, what should he do if he really cut and injured his brother?

But at this moment, Ling Xiao's palm suddenly protruded, and there seemed to be thousands of magic lines around the palm, piercing through the void in an instant, and making a seal towards Ling Tian's heart.

This palm seems ordinary and mediocre, but it contains endless killings, covering the prehistoric times and the great stars.

Even Ling Tian's eyes showed a trace of shock, Cang Mang swung his sword and slashed down.

"Buzz."

Between heaven and earth, the sound of sword chant suddenly resounded.

The void was shattered layer by layer, and a fairy shadow stepped out of the sky, surrounded by divine brilliance, like a fairy descending into the world, containing the majesty of destroying the world.

What's even more frightening is that although this fairy figure is full of Dao rhymes, those eyes are strangely blood-colored.

Immortals and demons are one, unique in the world.

"boom."

The sword light is three thousand, breaking the infinite vision.

The sword intent alone cut and shattered the entire sky, where the sharp edge passed, the space became abyss, revealing the icy coldness.

only! !

The moment Zhu Xian's ancient sword fell, Ling Xiao's palm was suddenly clenched, and he directly held the sword edge in one palm.

"boom!"

Thousands of sword intents collapsed suddenly, and even the blood in Ling Tian's body froze at this moment.

"How...how is it possible?"

Ling Tian stood blankly in the void, his eyes widened, filled with an indescribable shock.

The half-step god emperor, the inheritance of ancient demons, the sword of immortality, the perfect way.

Each of these good fortunes can be called against the sky and the ancients.

even! !

Ling Tian is confident, with his current swordsmanship, he is invincible within three feet of a fellow practitioner of immortals and demons.

However, my elder brother blocked his sword with only his palm.

Especially the coldness on Ling Xiao's face was more like a kind of merciless whipping, which made him a little proud just now, and his heart was instantly cold.

"Snapped!"

Ling Xiao suddenly exerted force, directly pulling Ling Tian's figure in front of him, and then slapped him hard on the face.

With this palm, Ling Xiao didn't exert half of his spiritual power, nor did he use too much strength, as if it was a kind of shock.

But even so, there was still a thread of blood dripping from the corner of Ling Tian's mouth, and his whole person's aura instantly weakened.

"I'm sorry Brother, I let you down again."

At this moment, Ling Tian's heart was undoubtedly in pain.

He knew that under Ling Xiao's indifferent appearance, there were great expectations for him.

But from beginning to end, although he was trying to catch up, he was crushed by Ling Xiao every time.

This kind of blow didn't affect Ling Tian's Dao Xin, but the disappointment in his brother's eyes, which made him want to die.

Brother, I am useless, I am not worthy of your love and care! !

"I slapped you not because you are weak. You are weak. It doesn't matter. I have tens of millions of elixir and ten dragon veins. I can give them to you. As long as you work hard, you will reach the peak of the world sooner or later."

Ling Xiao sighed softly, a gleam of disappointment really flickered in his eyes.

"elder brother…"

Ling Tian lowered his head, gritted his teeth fiercely, and even his body trembled a little.

"I hit you because of your hesitation just now! As a swordsman, when you hold the sword, everyone in this world is an enemy. You didn't forgive me. What you were sorry for was the sword in your hand."

After the words fell, Ling Xiao didn't hesitate any more, turned around and walked towards the bank of Daze.

On the other hand, Ling Tian stood there with a dull expression, staring at the ancient sword in his hand, and suddenly there was a bright sword glow all over his body rising into the sky.

In the next moment, Wan Dao's sword intent suddenly fell and poured into his body.

Blood dripping, mournful wind whimpering.

There was no trace of pain on Ling Tian's face, but a faint shock and excitement.

I saw him sitting cross-legged again, as if he had fallen into some kind of strange situation.

"Young master!"

"Master!"

On the bank of Daze, Feng Ruge, Lin Meng, Bai Zhixi, Han Zhan, Chen Qingshan and others stood up one after another and bowed respectfully to Ling Xiao.

Farther away, Xiong Huan, Liang Yi, Die Ying, Jiu You, Xiao Beifa, Xing Shen and others stood in front of the ancient forest with extremely respectful expressions.

"My lord! This whale has been dealt with cleanly."

Han Zhan bowed to step aside, revealing the disembowelled demon whale behind him.

This whale is the young master of the Royal Whale Clan in the sea area. Originally, Ling Xiao raised him here and planned to eat it when he became emperor. Unexpectedly, he was caught fishing today.

It can only be said that when the fate comes, it is difficult not to die.

"Well, put the spiritual material into the whale's body and spread it with charcoal fire. Where is Xiao Poor?"

"My lord! Your subordinates are always by your side!"

Xiao Po's figure stepped out of the crowd, bowed to Ling Xiao with a solemn expression.

"First cut a few plates of sashimi,

Give it a try. "

"yes!"

"My lord! This is the fine wine and spiritual fruit presented by the various monster clans."

Jiuyou took out hundreds of altars of fine wine from the Qiankun Ring and put them in front of Ling Xiao.

"Come on, get all the wine."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, suddenly there was a general ups and downs in his body.

Then, his figure slowly rose into the air and stood above the heads of everyone.

"Everyone! Right now, it's the final battle to overthrow the Holy Cult. The God Lord has no way and kills the common people indiscriminately. Although we practice the way of the devil, we want to seek justice for all the spirits in the world! Today I will have a drink with the gentlemen. Regardless of life or death, the kings will definitely be recorded in the annals of the Holy State!"

After the words fell, Ling Xiao picked up the wine jar and drank it all in one gulp.

At this time, his voice, wrapped in spiritual power, has already spread throughout the realm.

Hearing this, there was a touch of excitement on everyone's face.

A scholar dies for his confidant! !

Even if everyone in this domain is a loyal servant of Ling Xiao, but the battle is about to start, and morale is very important.

You see, this jar of wine has given them the belief that death is at home.

Although everyone is a demon, after all, many people here are not killing innocent people indiscriminately.

And Ling Xiao only needs to give them an encouragement, which is enough for these people to die willingly.

Everyone in the world is going to die, so if you help me defeat immortals, it can be regarded as... a worthy death.

Even if it wasn't for Die Ying and the others who already knew Ling Xiao's face, they would have been overwhelmed by his uprightness and willingness to die for the common people at this time.

Gan!

What is there to say, son, righteousness! !

"You don't need to practice today, drink as much as you want! Xiao Poor, eat meat!"

"Yes! My lord!!"

For a moment, there was joy in the domain, and even the blood guards and dark guards were given wine and meat to drink to their heart's content.

However, Ling Xiao quietly winked at Han Qingqiu, Lin Meng, Zi Yan, Hua Hua and the others, before heading towards Tianchi.

On the top of the ancient mountain, the stars are shining brightly, reflecting the clear pool on that side like beautiful jade.

In the spirit pond, Ling Xiao leaned against the bank with his bare upper body, holding a jug in one hand and Han Qingqiu in the other.

Beside her, Lin Mengqiao blushed slightly, tasting a bowl of white soup in her hand.

Farther away, Ziyan held the qingqin in her hands, and played the qin music composed by Wen Ruyu with her eyes closed.

The sound of the piano is melodious, neither sad nor sad, it is a kind of determination of life and death.

Only Feng Ruge folded the dead branches in his hands with resentment, looked after a pot of shark fin ginseng on the fire, and occasionally looked at Ling Xiao in his eyes, full of resentment.

The villain's life is so simple and boring.

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