"It seems that if you want to find Grandpa Grandpa's whereabouts, you still have to go to the Dark Forbidden Land."
Ling Xiao waved his hand, pocketed the golden hammer of the ancestor of the corpse god, and used the Demonic Blade of Samsara to devour all his blood before turning around and heading out of the underground palace.
At this time, his soul realm has entered the fourth level of the Earth Supreme. Looking at Qingcang's contemporary generation, there is no one who can match him.
And the person who made Ling Xiao a little wary in terms of spiritual attainments was the first descendant of the ghost clan, Naia.
This monster from the ghost tribe always gave Ling Xiao a sense of... familiarity.
But she was clearly never born and was sealed in the Far East. So where did this sense of familiarity come from?
only!!
Now is far from the opportunity for the Ghost Clan to be born. At the very least, Ling Xiao needs to go to the Far East first and find out the identity of the Ghost Clan's descendant before he can decide... how to deal with the Ghost Clan.
The top of Corpse God Mountain was solemn and solemn.
At this time, all the strong men of the Corpse God Clan were frightened by Martial Ancestor and were given soul seals by Lan Yue.
In this way, the Blue Soul Clan will be respected in the north of this magical land.
Of course, in a place like this, the jungle prevails.
If Blue Moon cannot rise against the wind, I am afraid that within a few years, this dominant position will be replaced by others.
Fortunately, this woman from a small tribe still has some luck. Whether she can accumulate a lot or not depends on her.
"Sir, all the strong men of the Corpse God Clan have surrendered."
Lan Yue bowed and bowed, but Ling Xiao just nodded indifferently, "From now on, this Corpse God Mountain will be the land of your Blue Moon clan. Come and call me again when the Dark Forbidden Land opens."
Ling Xiao turned around and walked to the altar, only to see Yuan Tianfeng with a heavy face, hesitating and not knowing how to open his mouth.
There was a hint of honest and simple embarrassment on his face, which made people feel... so deceived at first glance.
"Are you Yuan Tianfeng?"
"Yes! Master, do you know me?"
Yuan Tianfeng's face was stunned and he spoke in an angry voice.
"Before I left, I visited Master Gu Luo, and he asked me to find you."
Ling Xiao nodded, "Just stay with me during this period. When this trip is over, I will take you back to Tianshan."
"Mr...Mr., I..."
"Are you looking for this earth fire essence?"
Ling Xiao casually threw something to Yuan Tianfeng, and then walked towards the distant hall.
"This is…"
Yuan Tianfeng's eyes trembled slightly, he was silent for a long time, and then he bowed deeply towards that figure.
Everyone knows that the young master is righteous.
Even though he has been practicing hard in the far north all year round, he still knows that a Master Lingxiao has appeared in Qingcang.
Today it seems that the righteousness of the young master is really great.
At the same time, the news of the destruction of the Corpse God Clan quickly spread throughout the Demon Burial Land.
This news is like a bolt from the blue for any demon clan.
You must know that the six hegemonic clans have ruled this place for hundreds of thousands of years.
Although, under such shackles of heaven and earth, no truly top-notch strong person was born among the six races.
But, you must know that here, the way of heaven is incomplete and the spiritual energy is thin.
As for flesh-and-blood creatures, let alone contending with demonic spirits, even survival is a problem.
However, it is said that the person who defeated the Young Master of the Corpse God was an outsider named Ling Xiao.
Behind him was a very terrifying protector.
The place where demons were buried suddenly became quiet.
Countless amazing breaths, walking out of the mountains, forests and ancient rivers, looking at the northern sky.
Being suppressed by an outsider is a shame for any contemporary evildoer.
Shi Wujie is very strong and ranks among the six minor overlords.
However, compared to him, the other little overlords all have their own magical powers.
Especially the one who abandoned the God Clan, he is known as the strongest talent in the Demon Burial Land for hundreds of thousands of years.
His bloodline and divine body have long transcended the scope of contemporary times, and are truly rare.
Inexplicably, the demons began to look forward to what it would be like when Ling Xiao met the Young Master Abandoned God.
Calculating the time, there are still seven days before the Dark Forbidden Land opens.
At that time, all the major hegemons will send people there to try to find the inheritance left by the ancestors and the demon lord.
During the battle that year, the ancestor of the Corpse God broke free from the darkness and fled back to his ancestral land.
The remaining five ancestors have all lost their traces.
Although, all the major hegemons knew that they had probably fallen into the forbidden land.
But, similarly, that external creature also never appeared again.
And even if a strong man like this dies, he will leave behind many sources of Taoism and spiritual treasures and magical powers.
Finding them is a great blessing for any contemporary person.
Ling Xiao now controls the Corpse God Clan, most likely to get a place to enter the Dark Forbidden Land.
But how could the other five hegemons allow an outsider to enter the forbidden area?
Therefore, in seven days, on the top of the Holy Demon Mountain, there will probably be a real fight between dragons and tigers, concerning...the majesty of the demon clan.
At the same time, east of the Demonic Land.
Compared to the northern land, this eastern land is quite lively.
I saw ancient cities sitting on the plains, with a constant flow of life, and demons of various appearances coming and going.
And in the center of the east, stands an extremely majestic golden ancient city.
This is the homeland of the Desolate Clan, one of the six hegemonic clans.
Regarding this overlord clan, there has always been a rumor circulating in the Demon Burial Land.
It is said that the ancestor of this clan was the bodyguard of the original Demon Lord.
The true blood of the demon race flows in his body, and his divine power is unparalleled.
As for the people of the Desolate Clan, they have always called themselves Wangmai, and even the other five major hegemonic clans have never been looked down upon by them.
At this time, in the palace of the ancient city, a young man in golden clothes stood with his hands behind his hands, looking cold and arrogant.
His body was actually filled with extremely terrifying energy and blood power, and he was obviously a flesh-and-blood creature.
"It's you who wants to meet the overlord of our clan?"
In the main hall, a woman wearing a purple robe and long hair like a waterfall sat on the throne.
That fair, cold and proud face is extremely delicate and charming.
She has slender eyebrows, slightly pursed red lips, and her eyes are a strange lavender color, giving her a natural grace and dignity.
She is the most beautiful woman in the Demon Burial Land, the Saint of the Desolate Clan, Luoyang.
As we all know, there is no weak person who can take the position of the six little overlords.
Although this woman looks weak and charming, only those who have actually fought with her will know the true terror of Luoyang beneath this beautiful appearance.
"good."
The young man in white nodded gently, with a calm expression.
From Luoyang, he could feel a trace of the same origin.
It is obvious that this clan is the surviving clan that the ancestor said was guarding the tomb of the Lord of Desolation.
And after he integrated the Talisman of Desolation, he also gained a deeper understanding of this power that transcended spiritual power.
In his eyes, the desolate people are no different than slaves.
"Who are you? Why do you want to see the overlord of our clan? Do you know that flesh and blood creatures like you have always been a blessing in the eyes of the Demon Burial Land?"
Luoyang's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.
Around it, desolation spreads. Although it cannot compete with the power of real desolation, it is far beyond what ordinary creatures can contend with.