Gu Yuezhan had a ferocious look on his face, and his palm suddenly printed out, instantly becoming the size of a hundred feet.
The runes on it flickered, and the Tao flowed around, like stars falling, covering Ling Xiao's figure in the blink of an eye.
What about the Holy Son of God?
After all, none of us will survive today, so you can be buried here with my Bone Clan!!
only!!
Before the coldness on the face of the Lord of the Bone Clan dissipated, a flash of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes.
At this time, he seemed to feel that the entire sea area seemed to suddenly...become still for a moment.
It's that feeling of time standing still.
And his fingerprints seemed... not printed on Ling Xiao at all?
Like it's entangled in something?
I...Gan?
A boy of seventeen or eighteen years old could actually stop his angry palm?
Impossible! I don’t believe it!
The bone moon wave retreated, and the spiritual brilliance in front of him disappeared.
Then, he saw with some disbelief that four figures suddenly appeared in front of Ling Xiao. Three of them were all dressed in black robes, their faces covered with ghost faces, but their aura was mixed with a trace of evil spirit.
Especially the leader is at the same level as him, reaching the level of the seventh-grade God Emperor.
There was only one person left, a fat young man with a wretched appearance, an aura of imperial power, but a somewhat supernatural charm about his body.
"How...how could it be?"
To be honest, although Gu Yuexiu knew that the methods of the Holy Son of the Holy Cult must be terrifying and his talent was close to that of a demon, he really didn't expect that he would have so many... servants by his side?
You...are you so afraid of death?
Seven divine emperors and ten thousand blood guards!
Such a lineup is as terrifying as the royal family in the sea area.
No wonder he dares to fight against my clan of bone clams alone. It turns out that he is confident!!
"Holy... Holy Son, do you think... can I be lucky enough to be one of them?"
"Puch."
Just when Gu Yuezhan looked at Ling Xiao expectantly, a blood-stained palm suddenly poked out from his chest.
In the direction behind him, Xiong Huan's figure stood tall, with an extremely cold look in his eyes.
"You do not deserve."
Ling Xiao shook his head, the demon blade appeared in his hand, and he slashed out with one strike, directly swallowing all the blood, essence and soul of Gu Yuexiao.
"Gu Ao, take them with you to collect your clan's heritage."
"Yes! Master."
Gu Ao nodded indifferently, like a zombie, and turned around to walk towards the Bone Clan's main hall.
"Son..."
At this time, Xi'er's face was still full of shock.
Is it so...simple?
The royal family of one sea area, which shocked the royal family of thousands of miles of sea, was just like this...the whole family was wiped out?
The Holy Son of the Holy Religion?
No wonder he is so calm and calm, it turns out that he is the most powerful second generation in this world!!
"Let's go, let's go see the Young Master Crocodile War and ask him why he wants to destroy your Golden Scale clan."
Ling Xiao took steps towards the depths of the sea, but there was a flash of hesitation on Xi'er's pretty face, "Young Master..."
"Huh? What's wrong, Xi'er?"
"Sir! Otherwise...forget it."
"You don't want to avenge the Golden Scale Clan?"
Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows lightly, but he sneered in his heart.
never mind?
My first chess piece has just fallen, and you said... forget it?
"Think! But Young Master... the Jiao Ren Clan is simply not comparable to the Bone Clan. There are many strong men in this clan, and they were the real overlord in the sea area before Master."
Xi'er sighed softly, although the destruction of the Jinlin clan made her miserable.
However, spending the past few days with Ling Xiao gave her a glimmer of hope again.
She didn't want to watch him die. Even though Ling Xiao's status was noble enough, his talent was evil enough, and he had strong men following him, he still seemed too small compared to the Jiao Human Clan.
This is the sea area and has never been bound by the Holy Religion.
Even Zi Yan may not know how many powerful people there are in this ancient clan that has been passed down for thousands of years.
At the beginning, the unification of the sea area was the result of the general trend. Zi Yan came with thousands of monsters and could not tolerate the Jiao Human Race without bowing their heads and surrendering.
But the entire sea area knows that the Jiao Human Race does not recognize this Sea Emperor from the bottom of their hearts.
"Nothing can stop me from what I promised others."
Ling Xiao looked indifferent and stared at the sea in the distance.
In the extremely deep place of the sea, it was pitch black and gloomy, with no light at all, and it was extremely scary.
But, the darker the place, the more it should be...the stage of the devil!
"Mr. Gongzi..."
Xi'er's pretty face was frozen, and her beautiful eyes revealed a complex expression.
What is responsibility?
Don't retreat when you are strong, don't feel sad when you are weak, and say a word even if you die without regrets.
Mr. Ling Xiao, it is truly an honor for Xi'er to meet you.
But, am I worthy? Am I worthy of calling you... through life and death?
"Okay, let's go! Even if the Jiao people are tyrannical, I don't believe they dare to be enemies of the Holy Religion."
Ling Xiao snorted coldly. To this day, he has not contacted the first divine envoy, and the latter surprisingly has not taken the initiative to find him.
Although now Ling Xiao has deployed many means to disrupt the situation in southern Xinjiang.
But, there is a slight uneasiness.
Could it be that he saw something?
Or is it that he sensed that something was wrong with him, the holy son of the Holy Religion?
Of course, no matter which possibility it is, it won't have much impact on Ling Xiao.
The Divine Lord's Order is now in his hands, and Dugu Yunzhen cannot get in touch with the Divine Lord at all.
Ling Xiao only needs to delay his footsteps in southern Xinjiang, and this first divine envoy can only be a turtle in a jar.
If the real demon is not enough to attract the attention of the first divine envoy, will a strong man who can cast the laws of extreme ice be enough?
No matter what the relationship between Dugu Yunzhen and the God Lord is, or whether he knows the real reason for Ye Qingchan's death, I am afraid that once news about her appears, it will be enough to panic him.
Loyal servant of the God Lord, traveling across the four frontiers?
Are you afraid that you are secretly helping the God Lord to find... Dao Ze monster?
Haha, Poseidon.
How about we discuss it? You ask your snake shop commander to help me... kill a few people?
The Blood Shark Palace is located in the southwest of the Endless Sea.
Compared to the Bone Clam, Mowu and other clans, the blood shark clan has a deeper foundation.
After all, this clan is well known for its cruelty.
But today, the entire Blood Shark Palace was strangely quiet.
The leader of the Blood Shark Clan, Shark Bi, was seen kneeling in the main hall with a panicked expression on his face, his whole body trembling, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.
In front of him, the corpse of an elder of the Blood Shark Clan was lined up in front of the hall, but there was no trace of scars on his body, as if his soul had been shattered by life.
"You really don't know...the traces of the Sky Crocodile people?"
Above the main hall, a cold laughter suddenly sounded.
I saw a purple-robed figure standing with his hands behind his back, his back to everyone, as if he was admiring the blood shark totem in the temple.
"Back to the Purple Emperor, my subordinates really don't know!!"
Shark Bi's voice was filled with fear. Even though he was a seventh-level emperor, he was still as weak as an ant in front of this person.
even!!
The slightest hint of power in her body was enough to make the leader of the Blood Shark Clan despair, and he did not dare to have any disobedience at all.