"So, the emperor sealed the origin of the holy path of the three thousand saints in this void?"
Ling Xiao looked indifferent and nodded slowly.
At this time, he probably guessed Feng Ruge's background and the purpose of the Emperor of Heaven.
Three thousand saints sacrificed the Tao and broke the shackles of the nine heavenly Taoism.
If they succeed, the human race will enjoy glory for thousands of years.
But if they fail, they will use the origin of the holy path of the three thousand saints to create a true human god and break the blood shackles.
only!!
The Emperor of Heaven probably never dreamed that this wait would last for hundreds of thousands of years.
And in these hundreds of thousands of years, the nine days have changed several times.
From the demons to the immortals, and now all races are ready to go.
From the previous demon clan Tianming, Ling Xiao roughly learned that the demon clan now probably has accumulated countless foundations and is waiting for an opportunity for chaos in the world.
Feng Ruge's awakening also made the clan see a glimmer of hope for the heavens.
only!!
The only thing Ling Xiao was a little confused at this time was why Emperor Ling Tian had only four sons who defied the heavens.
If Ling Xiao was not mistaken, these four sons who defied the heavens should correspond to the four races.
Immortal, demon, demon, witch, or human?
Suddenly, Ling Xiao remembered the chessboard of heaven and earth that he had seen before.
Who was the one who left halfway and what is it related to these four great sons who defied the heavens?
"Um."
Feng Ruge nodded gently, with a trace of depth hidden in his eyes, "As long as we can merge the holy source here, we may be able to break the shackles of human blood."
"us?"
Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows lightly, and there was a hint of playfulness on the corner of his mouth, "When did you know that I am not from this world?"
"Actually, since I saw you the first time I felt that you had a long-lost aura..."
Feng Ruge smiled, "At that time, I wanted to ask you, do you want to play with me? Are you Ashe, my nanny?"
Upon hearing this, Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, his eyes gradually became solemn, "What are your plans next?"
"What are your plans? Anyway, they are all yours."
Feng Ruge smiled charmingly and suddenly reached out and hugged Ling Xiao’s neck, "Ling Xiao, I miss you..."
“Buzz.”
In the world, spiritual patterns suddenly flowed and heavy fog rose.
The figures of Ling Xiao and Feng Ruge gradually collided and merged.
Time passes!!
Three days are between one day.
"Ling Xiao, the origin of the saint here is the purest human fortune. Let's refine it together."
Feng Ruge's naked body and red lips pursed.
"good."
Ling Xiao did not refuse. After seeing the destiny of the demon clan, he suddenly felt that his current realm seemed to be too slow.
Nowadays, these destiny people have probably broken the shackles of the present.
And Ling Xiao wants to enter the upper three realms as soon as possible and face the realm of the realm of the immortals, it is far from enough to rely on the emperor.
“Buzz.”
As soon as he thought of this, the two of them immediately sat side by side in the void.
And the phantoms of the saints suddenly shattered and opened, turning into saints and scattered.
The sky and the earth are shaking!!
The terrifying Taoist rhyme swept through, as if the purest power was poured into Ling Xiao and Feng Ruge's bodies.
In an instant, the aura of the two men continued to rise, and thunder rushed above Lingxiao's head, and thousands of disasters arrived.
"Rumbling."
The world is thousands of miles away, and the thunder is winding.
Under this thunderous situation, it is difficult for real powerful people in the supreme realm to compete head-on.
At this moment, Ling Xiao's body was filled with immortal patterns, chaos, time, fate, and cause and effect trading rose, gradually encompassing his body.
And those thunders slumped, flooding the entire world.
At the same time, in the fairy tomb.
Chi Zhan and others looked at each other and turned around and wanted to leave the place.
"Where are you going?"
Feng Wu and others looked at each other, and there was a hint of coldness in their eyes.
although!!
Now the ancient princess has awakened, but what she did is very different from what everyone imagined.
At this time, once someone leaves the Xianling and informs the eight tribes, it will inevitably cause turmoil in the entire Xianling world.
"Hmph, where are we going, do you still need your consent?"
Chi Zhan snorted coldly, and there was a hint of gloom in his eyes.
Above its head, a large bird's phantom gradually appeared, covering the sky and the sun.
"act recklessly."
Before Feng Wu and others could take action, Ying Dang took steps and rushed towards Chi Zhan directly.
"Um?"
This scene suddenly made a hint of surprise flash in Zi, Yue Qingge and others' eyes.
Only Ying Jiao has a trace of pain in his eyes, and he can only hope that everything Ying Dang has done now can be forgiven by the young master.
“Buzz.”
Suddenly, the spiritual power in the Xianling Hall was boiling, and the killing power shook the sky.
A trace of coldness flashed in Zi and others' eyes, and rushed towards the remaining Xianling geniuses.
In just one moment, blood and energy rose in the hall, and many immortal tomb geniuses were smashed into pieces and blood and bones were broken.
However, there was no trace of turbulence on Zi and others' faces, standing quietly in the hall, waiting for the appearance of Ling Xiao and Feng Ruge.
At the same time, Ling Xiao and Feng Ruge's figures were also shrouded in Shenghui.
Endless holy patterns spread out, outlining the scene of Taichu Hongmeng.
I saw a group of human saints stepping into the sky, holding their heads up to the sky.
The sound of the great way and the sound of sacrifices come one after another, as if the way of heaven reigns and all spirits return to the ruins.
until!!
Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly opened, and the void in front of him was immediately torn and shattered.
And his aura also rose sharply and stepped directly into the level of the supreme realm.
Beside him, Feng Ruge closed her eyes tightly, her body was full of holy spirit, and she was extraordinary.
Although her breath was still in the realm of the God Lord, her entire temperament seemed to transcend the category of flesh and blood creatures, flawless and filthy, and full of divinity.
"Has it succeeded?"
Ling Xiao's eyes were deep, and there was a hint of playfulness at the corner of his mouth.
Now Xuanyuan Weiyang's realm has entered the level of the Saint Lord.
But this successor of the Luo God is a real god of the Taichu, far from comparable to the supreme realm.
Feng Ruge even merged with three thousand holy rhymes, became a saint in her body, and her combat power was even more out of the shackles of the Great Dao.
What's more, Yao Guang and Gu Chaoci have already gone to the Buddha and demon realms, and with their luck, they will inevitably have some luck.
Just the identity background and talent of these four women are enough to deal with any powerful person in the Immortal Clan's honour.
Have you seen it?
This is what we pursued at the beginning, using people of destiny to compete with the changes in the way of heaven.
Although Ling Xiao's realm has just entered the realm of supremacy, Feng Ruge and others are already at the true peak of the world.
Isn't this soft rice fragrant?
"Rumbling."
At this moment, a divine light suddenly burst into between Feng Ruge's eyebrows, like an eternal gate, connecting outside the era.
And her pupils gradually opened, with golden light shining and Taoist rhymes natural.
At this moment, Feng Ruge seemed to be a god who had awakened from the junior high school, and his eyes were enough to destroy the world.