Ling Xiao looked at the indifferent smile on the boy's face, and he also understood in his heart that the boy's strength was too much higher than him. He said he could kill him in a flash, and he was not telling lies. The boy's sword light flashed by, and he was in a different place.
However, Ling Xiao also understood that the young man would not kill him now, but just to show him and make him clearly understand that he has the strength to kill him.
However, he has some trump cards in his hand now, and the young man doesn't know that he is the messenger of Emperor Qiankun. He has a compass in his hand and a Qi of Qiankun in his body, which can activate the Qiankun diagram. Since the effect of the Qiankun diagram is to convert between magic circles, there must be a magic circle left behind at the beginning. No matter where the magic circle is, as long as he leaves here at the speed of time and space shuttle, he will win.
"Okay, I'll help you." Ling Xiao's face showed a helpless smile, and it seemed like he was compromised: "I just happened to want to see the old man too. If this is done, I'll go see him."
The young man took back the sword in his hand and said coldly: "Now you can go back. You are right. The old city lord asked you to kill these seven traitors. You should be considered as his trust when you go back. The next thing depends on how you do it yourself."
Ling Xiao smiled and said, "I naturally know this."
The boy took a few steps and said to Ling Xiao: "Don't think that you can escape after you get the Qiankun Picture. This Tiandu City is already within our control. I know that people from the Ling family will do some stupid things for reasons such as benevolence, righteousness, and morality. So, once you leave with the Qiankun Picture, our people will slaughter the entire Tiandu City, even if those people don't know you."
The expression on Ling Xiao's face immediately frozen there, and the boy flashed and disappeared in front of him.
It seems that the method of leaving the magic circle is not useful now. Ling Xiao frowned tightly. He is really a bit difficult to get on the ground. In some aspects, he is not trusted by Tiandu City, and on the other hand, he is half-cooperating with the Holy Fire Sect and half-competing.
It seems that getting this Qiankun Picture is not an easy task.
Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief. Now that things have developed to this point, it is only one step to take. The trump card in his hand can still be used, after all, it is not the time to end.
He turned around and looked at the seven corpses on the ground. These people were one of the people who came to attack them. Their subordinates were also stained with the blood of the Ling family. The others were almost killed. It took more than half a year to avenge this hatred, and it was also delayed a lot of time.
Ling Xiao squatted down and summoned a long sword from the Qiankun Ring.
When the seven heads of the seven attendants of Zhongtian were placed on the old city lord's table, they looked at the face of the old city lord with fear and surprise, and pointed at the table with their fingers and trembling. Ling Xiao was really afraid that he would scare the old man's heart disease.
"The seven regular attendants, there are many, this is enough to prove my position. The seven regular attendants of Haotian did not appear this time. I guess they were hiding behind the scenes and waiting for an opportunity. No matter what, the matter of massacre of the Tiandu City in five days has been resolved." Ling Xiao wrote his hands behind his head, "You can also tell the location of your Qiankun map. That thing is a hot potato, and many people's lives are on their backs."
The old city lord picked up a long cloth from the side and threw it on the table, covering the seven ferocious heads, and said, "There is a Qiankun compass in his hand, and I have killed these seven regular attendants again. I believe you, but you have taken this Qiankun map, but you have to leave this Tiandu City sooner. The longer the delay in this Tiandu City, the more peace the Tiandu City will be."
Ling Xiao lit his head: "I understand."
The old city lord stood up, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "For such an inability to use on us, our Tiandu City has already paid too much for it. I hope you will take the Qiankun map and save any fatal things from happening in the future. Let me do it."
After a while, Ling Xiao followed the old city lord. It was already early in the morning. A bird's chirping came from a distance. Ling Xiao raised his head and looked up. The old city lord took him into a dense forest in the southern suburbs of the city. The more he looked inside, the more thick fog came up.
"After I knew the place of the Qiankun map, I took it out and placed it in this place. The people of the Holy Fire Sect didn't know the way of inheritance at this place. They ignored me before I became the city lord, so I could hide it here." In front, the old city lord said while walking.
The venue chosen by the old city lord is also quite good, and it is an excellent place to bury treasures.
Ling Xiao did not relax. Although there was no one in the dense forest, there were too many incidents he had experienced along the way, so he had to be vigilant. If it weren't for this, he would definitely not be able to live to this point today.
Moreover, he was tricked by his ex-city lord Fang Zicheng before, which made him feel extremely angry at his carelessness.
Before he went around, he finally arrived at the destination. The old city lord stopped and spoke to a wordless tombstone in front of him: "That's it. After the Qiankun map was transferred, in addition to the sealing technique I gave him, he would also put a seal on himself, which has not been found yet."
Ling Xiao stretched out his right hand and said, "Old sir, please give it."
The old city lord nodded, stretched out his hand, and made complicated handprints. As the spiritual power around the old city lord fluctuated, waves of strong wind poured from afar, and the pieces of soil and fallen leaves around the old city lord also slowly circled around him.
On the stone tablet, there were also figures of three rings wrapped together. Each ring had a complex and exquisite pattern, and the entire stone tablet also emitted a light. Ling Xiao said in his heart that the old city lord's cultivation was actually good. This three-yuan sealing formation is already the best among the sealing formations.
The formations are increasing from one yuan and two yuan in sequence, and the nine yuan formation is at the highest level. It is said that the nine yuan formation used by the strong has sealed the giant dragon in the history of Qiankun Continent.
But that was just a legend and could not be verified. The three-yuan formation in front of me was more than enough to seal a master of the First Gang Realm.
While thinking about this, the light of the magic array suddenly dimmed. Then, in the next moment, the stone tablet collapsed and shattered into powder that was invisible to the naked eye. Then, the ground began to shake gently.
Ling Xiao poured spiritual energy into his feet to adapt to the trembling of the ground. At the same time, after the stone tablet, a crack suddenly expanded. Amid the rumbling sound, a ray of light emitted, and a spherical object floated out, which was a transparent light cover. In the center of the cover, an ancient scroll floated in the sky, which was the map of the universe.
Ling Xiao seemed to sense something, stretched out his hand, and the aura of Qiankun surged out with his breath, and the Qiankun map also seemed to sense something, and it broke through the cover with a bang and drilled into Ling Xiao's hand directly.
The old city lord looked at the Qiankun map in Ling Xiao's hand in surprise and said, "You are indeed the master of this Qiankun map. Before you, no one could let the Qiankun map take the initiative to open the seal of this Qiankun map."
Ling Xiao thought to himself: "Otherwise, Fang Zicheng tortured me so severely, wouldn't it be just to use the Qiankun compass to activate this thing?"
This Qiankun diagram was held in Ling Xiao's hand. Unlike the Qiankun compass, the Qiankun energy, which was several times more abundant than the Qiankun compass, rushed out, and directly poured into Ling Xiao's entire arm from the palm of his hand, and the Qiankun energy in Ling Xiao's body shaking. Ling Xiao closed his eyes and felt the surging waves of air coming out from his limbs and bones.
This change was only in a moment. The next moment, Ling Xiao opened his eyes, turned back and nodded to the old city lord beside him, and his tone also showed some respect: "Old man, thank you for this."
This was what he said in his heart. He also saw that the old city lord was sincerely trying to seek some welfare for the people of Tiandu City. The old city lord waved his hand, and before he could say a word, a little sword light came out from his heart. The old city lord made a giggle sound from his mouth. Before he could say a word, he fell to the front.
Ling Xiao's heart was shocked.
Behind the old city lord, a man wearing a white dress and a red hawk embroidered on his hood showed his figure, watched Ling Xiao and said, "The boys of Zhongtian Seven Equinox are dead in the hands of you."
Lingxiao Qiankun Ring turned and directly received the Qiankun diagram into his ring. His eyes also looked back. Several people appeared behind him and on the left. I don’t know when they appeared here.
He was also sad for the old city lord. He was careless just now, and he didn't notice the arrival of these people. However, these people were also seven. I guess the strength of the seven Zhongtian servants who were almost killed by him one-sidedly before that was much stronger.
"Are you the seventh eunuch at Haotian? I knew you would appear here." Ling Xiao said coldly.
"So what if you know? Boy, look at your cultivation level, you can only compete with this old guy. Your cultivation level is probably only at the fifth and sixth level of Chugang. The weakest among the seven of us is also at the ninth level of Chugang. The name of the seven regular servants of Haotian was not called out in vain." The leader had a mask on half of his face, and his tone was also sarcastic, which made people feel very disgusted.
"So, you wait until the Qi Changshou of Zhongtian died before appearing. Just want to reap profits." Ling Xiao reached out behind his back, removed the thunder gun, and said, "But if you want to take this Qiankun map in my hand, you have to ask one person first."
The man in the lead sneered, "Who do you need to ask?"
Ling Xiao reached out, pointed at the treetops, and spoke, "He."
The rest seemed to sense something in an instant, and looked up at the treetops. Above the treetops, a pretty boy stood there with his hands on his chest, his face was filled with indifferent affection, and he said coldly: "Seventh Generals of Haotian, don't be fine."
The leader shouted softly: "Why did the right envoy appear here?"
The boy also heard this light shout. He slowly stretched his hand to his waist, and the sound of the blade being sheathed out, the boy's tone also sounded a little cold: "When you appear here, you will naturally take down some traitor's heads. You stand up and cut off your head for me. Otherwise, if you ask me to do it for you, it will cause you great pain."