I saw waves of fighting intent rising into the sky, shattering the blue sky and shocking people's hearts.
At this time, whether it was Xiao Shan, the leader of the Xiao clan, or Xiao Moyi and other Xiao clan disciples, their eyes flashed with extreme horror.
They could see that on the ancient ship, figures with terrifying auras slowly stepped out in order.
The dark and ferocious armor made many strong men of the Xiao clan tremble in their footsteps and almost fell to their knees on the spot.
Dark Guardian!!!
Turns out to be the Dark Lord!!!
As we all know, the realm guardians of the realm master's palace can be called green and righteous. Wherever they go, demons retreat and evil does not exist.
And looking at the thousands of clans in Qingcang, there is only one guard that is more prestigious than them, and that is the Black Demon Guard of the Taikoo Ling Clan.
Since a hundred thousand years ago, when the Realm Master held the Ancient Bell of Immortals and Demons, overwhelming the blue sky and standing supreme, the Taikoo Ling clan has been hidden from the world, and no strong person has ever left the clan.
However, anyone who dares to offend the reputation of the Ling Clan, whether they are an ancient family or a divine sect, will be massacred by the Black Demon Guard.
In a hundred thousand years, there has never been any luck.
When the Dark Demon Guard appears, the world is about to be destroyed.
That black armor can be called a forbidden color in the blue world. No one wants to see this color outside the realm of God's War!
It is said that there was an ancient sect that had been inherited for tens of thousands of years and was massacred overnight for insulting the Ling clan.
Thousands of human heads were placed in front of the sect. Looking down, there was actually the character Ling.
Can!!!
Why did the Ling Clan's Black Demon Guard descend on the Xiao Clan today?
Xiao Shan swallowed hard and watched the ten thousand black-armored figures silently walking behind the young man in black without any movement.
At this time, all ten thousand people were wearing heavy armor and divine helmets, and their auras were powerful.
Such a bloody fighting spirit honed through endless killings is simply not comparable to ordinary people.
In fact, some of those who were weak-minded turned pale and felt cold all over, being frightened by the aura of this black demon guard.
"Ling...young master of the Ling clan?"
Xiao Shan's eyes trembled slightly, and he easily guessed who the young man with a peerless beauty like Yufeng God was.
Rumor has it that a young master of the Taikoo Ling Clan has appeared, and this great age has just begun.
In recent days, this young master has performed his righteousness, loyalty and uprightness to the fullest.
Whether it is fighting demons, slaying demon servants, or daring to fight for Gu Chaoci, his demeanor has impressed countless contemporary geniuses.
To put it bluntly, compared with the young master of the Ling clan, the young master of their Xiao clan is trash.
No!!
In the Qingcang world, all the young masters of the ancient clans are trash!!
The ancient emperor, immortal on earth, was nothing more than this!
Especially today, after seeing the handsome figure surrounded by 10,000 black demon guards, Xiao Shan finally understood why so many idiots suddenly appeared among the famous families in the Qingcang world in recent days.
Holding flowers in front of the mirror, I secretly feel sad.
It is said that they have all met Mr. Ling Xiao.
The beauty is peerless, unique in the nine heavens, and the imperial power has been revealed. It turns out that this great world really has nothing to do with others. The destiny of the human race...may be with this young master of the Ling clan!!
In another hundred years, no, sixty years, the younger generation of Qing Cang will all be trampled under his feet.
"I wonder what happened to you, young master...?"
Xiao Shan wiped the cold sweat from his head and bowed to Ling Xiao.
With the background of the Xiao clan, Qingcang is second to none.
But now that the great age has just arrived, none of the supreme and powerful men of the Xiao clan have awakened yet.
With the strength of this black devil guard, he is enough to overthrow the Xiao clan. Even he, a strong man of the ninth level of the holy realm, is frightened in front of him.
What's more, if the Supreme Ancestor of the Xiao clan dares to take action today, this clan will probably be removed from Qingcang later today.
Hearing this, Ling Xiao ignored Xiao Shan in front of him and walked towards the center of the square.
Behind him, the 10,000 Demon Guards just moved, but they saw that the young man in front of him did not look back, but just raised his hand. Suddenly, the 10,000 Demon Guards stood on the spot, like a statue, exuding a heart-stopping energy.
indifferent.
These are 10,000 true murderous weapons. They have no emotion or fear, but only die-hard loyalty to the Ling clan!
Yao Guang and Xuanyuan Weiyang looked at each other, with a hint of surprise between their eyebrows.
They saw Ling Xiao's anger today, and in their impression, this Ling clan member had always been gentle and thoughtful, and would not show his emotions easily.
But today, he seemed to be really angry.
The Xiao clan is secluded and everyone knows it.
How did this clan offend Ling Xiao and even let him lead the Black Demon Guard to directly attack the ancestral land?
The entire Lingshan Mountain was silent.
Everyone looked at the young man in black walking in awe from a distance, taking his time.
There was no trace of emotion on his face at this time, but the coldness in those deep black eyes was like the most extreme coldness in the world, making people dare not look at them.
Suddenly, a tremor seemed to appear on someone's face, especially Xiao Wu and others, who opened their mouths wide and turned to look at Xiao Pou, who was imprisoned by chains.
No way!!
What the fat man said before was not bragging at all. Is he really a follower of the young master of the Ling clan?!
From the beginning to the end, Xiao Moyi's brows were furrowed, and even the palm holding the iron lock was exerting force unconsciously, with clear bones.
There was already a chill in his heart, but the situation in front of him was no longer within his control.
Ling Xiao, even though he had heard this name countless times, he still had the desire to fight in his heart.
But the moment she really saw him, Xiao Moyi realized that compared with the young master of the Ling clan, the light on his body was too dim after all.
"Xiao Pian! Meet the Lord!"
Among the crowd, Xiao Pian had a smile on his face and tears in his eyes.
Then!!
Under everyone's stunned gaze, he bowed to the figure walking in front of him and bowed down.
"Buzz!!"
Between heaven and earth, the sound of sword chanting suddenly resounded.
I saw only a wisp of sword brilliance, like a clear mist, slowly emerging, and as fast as an aurora, it fell with a crash.
"Click."
Accompanied by a breaking sound, the black locks that imprisoned Xiao Pou's hands and feet suddenly broke, making a harsh sound.
Xiao Moyi lowered his head, glanced at the smooth cross-section of the iron lock on the ground, and his eyes quietly condensed.
This iron lock is made of thousands of years of cold iron and is extremely hard.
Not to mention people in the Zun Realm, even if a strong person in the Holy Realm wants to break through, it is just wishful thinking.
But, the young master of the Ling clan actually waved his hand and chopped it into pieces neatly?
The posture of a swordsman crushes the contemporary era.
Suddenly, everyone seemed to think of what the heads of the Immortal Sects of the Holy Lands said about Ling Xiao on the day he was born.
It turns out that this crushing of contemporary times is not an empty talk and has nothing to do with identity.
Young Master Lingxiao really has invincible imperial power!!
"Suffering."
Ling Xiao nodded indifferently, his eyes swept over the Xiao Clan geniuses in front of him, and finally set his sights on the Xiao Clan's young master, Xiao Moyi.
Disaster fire body, seventh level of respect, ten thousand luck.
There are two types of destiny in this world. One type counterattacks and defeats immortals, experiences many disasters, and finally stands at the top of the sky.
For this kind of destiny, the luck is not good at first, and they often move forward in hardships, pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, and achieve unparalleled achievements in the world.
On the other hand, the other type is born rich, talented, decisive, and invincible.
Obviously, Xiao Pian and Xiao Moyi fall into these two categories.
Of course, no matter what the template is, in Ling Xiao's eyes, these so-called destiny are just leeks waiting to be cut, without any difference.
"Have you told them that you are my follower?"
Ling Xiao's eyes were clear, his voice was gentle, and he even had a smile on his lips.