"Death without a burial place, it's a pity that you can't see it anymore."
Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, then smashed down the ancient halberd in his hand, directly crushing the head of God Son Taixuan into pieces.
"Click."
Along with the sound of broken bones, the Son of Taixuan, the true destined monster of the Ancient Immortal Realm, ended his short and frustrating life.
"Hey! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the destined person, plundering the luck value of 300,000 points, and the villain value of 300,000 points."
"Hey! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the destined person and receiving an additional reward: Taixuan Divine Body."
"Hey! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the destined person and receiving an additional reward: the Divine Glory of Heaven."
Hearing the system prompt in his ear, Ling Xiao's face didn't show any emotion at all.
I saw him bending down slightly and taking out two marks from the shattered head of God Son Taixuan.
One of them is naturally his Thousand Calamity Emperor Seal, and the other... is a mantra seal.
Seeing this scene, the descendant of the Heavenly Witch suddenly showed a hidden smile on his face, with a hint of evil that the conspiracy had succeeded.
"Lin Zi Mantra."
Ling Xiao's eyes were filled with divine patterns, and without any hesitation, he directly integrated this mantra into the sea of souls.
With the Taixuan Divine Body and this mantra, some of Ling Xiao's inner thoughts can be given a try.
"Young Master, what are you thinking about? You have already accepted this gift. Why don't you join forces with me to kill the four guardian families and share the Divine Spring of Enlightenment?"
The descendant of Tianwu had a gentle look on his face, and he watched Ling Xiao plunder all the creations from the body of God Taixuan, with a look of disdain in his eyes.
"You look down on me?"
Ling Xiao frowned, but the descendant of Tianwu's face was suffocated.
"Why do I look down on you? If I look down on you, I will trap the Taixuan God and give it to you as a meeting gift?"
The descendant of Tianwu became anxious all of a sudden, feeling angry that he had been wronged.
"You think highly of me? You answer
Should the Son of God Taixuan allow him to enjoy creation alone, but share the divine spring with me?"
Ling Xiao's tone was solemn and his brows furrowed slightly.
"you…"
The descendant of Tianwu's mouth trembled slightly, and he suddenly took a deep breath.
"You fool me?"
"bingo."
Ling Xiao grinned and walked towards the successor of Tianwu.
"What a pity, I can't help you now. Do you feel a little tight in the chest and short of breath?"
The face of the descendant of Tianwu gradually turned ferocious, and his eyes were full of runes, extremely sinister.
"No."
Ling Xiao shook his head, but the descendant of Tianwu was stunned on the spot again.
"Impossible!! If you touch the Son of God Taixuan, it's impossible not to be eroded by my power. Are you faking it, right? You must be faking it."
"Buzz!"
This time, Ling Xiao never said any nonsense. He stretched out his palm and the sword door above his head suddenly opened.
Many sword patterns condensed in his palm, and the rules of kendo boiled over.
The entire world was torn apart by this sword intent, and even the endless darkness seemed to be disintegrating.
At this time, Ling Xiao's eyes clearly showed a trace of amusement, and he became more and more curious about the thing in the hands of the descendant of Tianwu.
Just now when he touched the blood and bones of the Son of God Taixuan, he indeed felt a gloomy and strange aura eroding towards his body.
And this breath actually made him feel a little familiar.
Of course, with Ling Xiao's body as a demon, what kind of demonic intention is there in this world that can have any influence on him?
But it has to be said that the descendant of Tian Wu is indeed an old yinbi. On the surface, he is wooing Ling Xiao, but secretly he wants to control him.
"Buzz!"
Endless sword brilliance rose up, filling the void above Ling Xiao's head.
All the surrounding mountains and ancient peaks were shattered by this sword intent.
Seeing this scene, the descendant of the Heavenly Witch became more and more horrified, but without hesitation, he suddenly clenched his palm, and a golden magic bell immediately floated in the sky.
"clang!"
The moment the sword intent fell, his figure immediately flew out upside down, and the magic bell was surrounded by layers of divine radiance, shaking the sky.
"How could you?!"
A flash of panic flashed in the eyes of the descendant of Tianwu, obviously he had never thought that a person in the Hundred Tribulations Emperor realm could actually cut out such a vast sword intent.
He wasn't pretending, he really wasn't affected by his own methods.
How can it be?!
Even the Taixuan Divine Body of the Son of God Taixuan has no room for resistance under this power.
The Ling Xiao in front of him, what kind of monster was he, could he resist the evil intention that he had been cultivating for endless years?
"In that case, let me see how you can resist me today!"
The Son of Heavenly Witch took a deep breath, and his figure slowly rose into the sky, standing above the sky.
The terrifying imperial power drooped down, like a vast sea of witches, covering thousands of miles.
"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is vast, and the witch is coming!"
As strange murmurs came one after another, strange stars seemed to appear on the originally dark sky.
And at that moment when the stars fell, the world in front of Ling Xiao suddenly became deathly silent.
All spiritual power and imperial power seemed to disappear in an instant.
Even the sound of charging and killing in the distance was extinguished in an instant.
Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at the black sun suspended at the end of the sky. Faintly... he seemed to see that under the devil's wrapper, there seemed to be a black cauldron, rising and falling in the sky, breaking through the universe.
"Really?"
"I gave you a chance, but unfortunately... you didn't cherish it."
The descendant of Tianwu sighed softly and shook his head slightly.
His realm, at the level of eighteen hundred kalpas, is unrivaled in the contemporary era.
At the very least, in the lower three realms, except for those perverts in the realm of reincarnation, no one can crush him.
"Is it?"
Hearing this, Ling Xiao's face also showed a touch of gentleness, and his eyes strangely turned silver.
even!!
At this time, even his hair was shrouded in a silver glow and turned silver-white.
Black clothes, silver hair, unparalleled beauty.
At this moment, even the descendants of the Heavenly Witch had to admit that this perfection was like an ancient god and not like an acquired creature at all.
only!!
Gradually, the expression on the face of the descendant of Tianwu became completely dull.
He lowered his head blankly, looked at his palm, and his lips trembled slightly.
At this time, he clearly felt that his realm was rapidly weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just a short moment, he fell directly from the realm of eighteen thousand calamities to the realm of one thousand calamities.
"what happened?!"
The descendant of Tianwu's lips trembled, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"I have to thank you for this seal, otherwise... I would have to use some means to trap you in the realm of calamity."
Ling Xiao smiled gently, his eyes filled with devilish intent.
Behind him, the phantom of an immortal demon slowly appeared, with surging energy and blood, just like a real ancient god and demon, waking up from his deep sleep.
"Gulu."
The descendant of Tian Wu staggered and looked up at the phantoms in the sky, his face already extremely pale.
At this time, he actually saw that among the gods and demons in the sky, there were actually ancestors of his witch clan!!