"Bai...Ling?"

Lingxiao stood in the void, and there seemed to be a ray of blood falling from the corner of his mouth.

I saw in the sea of ​​soul, the brilliant and colorful brilliance overwhelmed the sky, gradually disappearing.

In each of the rays of light, there is the evolution of an era or the past of a strong man.

With such a terrifying power of reincarnation, even if Lingxiao's soul sea had a rune from the beginning and guarded by ancient pangu stones, he still suffered serious injuries.

even! !

In Ling Xiao's view, if it weren't for these two gods, even an ordinary supreme powerhouse would not be able to withstand such a vast breath of reincarnation.

However, Ling Xiao was shocked at this time, not because of this reincarnation power.

It is the two figures walking hand in hand at the end of the long river of reincarnation.

On the white-clothed man, he could feel a mighty nine-day mysterious power.

Speaking unceremoniously, with Ling Xiao's current cultivation base, I'm afraid that he can't bear the gleam of his eyes at all.

Especially the kind of breath that surpasses the world, detached from the six realms, is inexplicably awe-inspiring.

The Lord of Reincarnation, if Ling Xiao had expected it well, this talent should be the supreme existence of the strongest human race who had competed with the immortal demon.

And the child he was holding in his hand, even though his face was immature, but Ling Xiao could still see the outline between her eyebrows and eyes.

Bai Ling.

only! !

What Ling Xiao couldn't figure out was why there was an eerie wave in her eyes?

That gleam of eyes seemed to penetrate the ages, see all the ups and downs, unruly, wicked and indifferent.

But looking at her appearance, she was obviously just a child.

Who is she?

What is the relationship with the Lord of Reincarnation?

Ling Xiao's figure descended from the sky, and the whole body's demon was scattered.

As the dazzling spiritual power spilled down, he could feel a clear ray of soul induction wafting from outside the soul sea.

Obviously, after fusing the power in this long river of reincarnation, the Taoist Treasure of Ten Thousand Soldiers finally fell into his hands.

And his Divine Soul Realm has also broken through, stepping into the category of the Seven Stages of the Holy Realm.

"Om."

In the realm, Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly opened.

At this time, the space he was in was still the reincarnation Tianfu that Yang Yuan had just broken into.

Only at this time, this space was enveloped by an invisible boundary force, and everything was lost.

"The son!"

Not far away, Xia Zhimeng was surprised and walked quickly to Ling Xiao's side.

She could see that Ling Xiao at this time, although still looks calm and breezy, but the aura on her body was a little sluggish.

This is the first time Xia Zhimeng has seen his son injured and cannot hide it.

Divine soul injuries were originally more difficult to heal than physical injuries. It seemed that the strength of that colorful spiritual shadow was truly terrifying.

Ling Xiao waved his hand and raised his head to look at the golden light palace. With a thought, he saw that the hall was overflowing with immortal brilliance, and the flowing light sank into his soul sea.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Xiao lifted his palm lightly, and the originally clear heaven and earth suddenly dazzled and gasified Wang Yang.

I saw above his head, ten sacred artifacts entrenched in the void, blooming with a biting cold splendor.

At this time, Ling Xiao could feel that with his current realm, he could only activate ten sacred artifacts at the same time.

And as long as his cultivation level enters the holy realm, he may be able to perform hundreds of ways, or even a thousand ways.

But if you want to play the true power of this Ten Thousand Soldier Dao Zang, you must at least be in the supreme realm.

Otherwise, neither spiritual power nor physical strength would be able to bear the power and power of these countless sacred artifacts themselves.

certainly! !

If it were replaced by a general Tianjiao evildoer, it would be difficult for him to bear the power of ten thousand soldiers even if he entered the realm of supremacy.

"interesting."

Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at the ten sacred artifacts floating above his head.

At this moment, in his soul sea, a treasure hall suddenly appeared, and as his soul body stepped into it, the dazzling array of sacred objects was even more shocking.

Axe, hook, fork, sword and halberd, everything is available.

Even with Ling Xiao's xinxing, there was an extremely absurd feeling at this time.

He could guess that the Reincarnation Tianfu, as the ancient sect, must have a profound background.

But he still didn't expect that the Taoism alone would be so shocking.

And as Ling Xiao's palm reached out, Jianhui's whole body was ups and downs, and a hundred swords were suddenly rushing in the whole Taoist storehouse.

With the movement of Ling Xiao's soul, the Great Sage Futian, Three Thousand Xuans, and dozens of ancient sacred swords were all put into the Dao Zang by him.

Ling Xiao didn't have much interest in what axe, knife and fork.

It seems that in the future, he will have to spend some thought to search for some holy swords and replace other holy artifacts in this Taoist treasure.

In this way, one day, he stepped into the supreme, repaired three thousand sword bones, waved his hand... it was a thousand swords to open the sky.

"Congratulations, son, for this good luck."

Xia Zhimeng bowed and bowed deeply to Ling Xiao.

At this moment, although the expression on her face was joyful, there was something complicated in her eyes.

Yang Yuan is dead.

Originally, she thought that she would feel relieved and finally be able to get rid of the brother of the Hitachi flag.

But, inexplicably, I was a little worried.

What will the son do to her?

Also, where did the master go?

"Um."

Ling Xiao nodded lightly, and the ten sacred artifacts on the top of his head immediately disappeared.

The whole world is silent.

The reincarnation aura that originally filled this realm has long since dissipated. Only the colorful fairy road that connects to the outside world seems to prove that this place... was originally an ancient fairyland.

"Zhimeng, do you know who your parents are?"

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, looked down at Yang Yuan's corpse, kicked him into the deep stream under Xian Road.

"parents?"

Xia Zhimeng's pretty face was taken aback, and he shook his head in a daze.

From the day she remembered, she has been beside her master, practicing in the Taoist School of Nothingness.

Before, she had asked Master about her life experience, but Master never said it.

"It seems that Elder Yu should erase some of your memories in order to protect you."

Ling Xiao nodded lightly, his eyes flickered, and his face was a little inexplicably vicissitudes of life, "Zhimeng, there are some things, I don't want to hide you anymore."

"My... my son? What's the matter, you... you..."

"Actually, your father and I are old acquaintances."

"What...what?!"

Xia Zhimeng's face turned pale, her delicate body trembled, and she always had a bad premonition.

It’s an old acquaintance with his father, no wonder the master would obey the son?

According to Xia Zhimeng's guess, the reason why Master is hidden from the world, it is impossible to be willing to do so, mostly to avoid disaster.

In this case, perhaps his parents are involved in a **** feud?

"Simply put it simply, you were originally the daughter of Xia Chen, the master of the Killing Temple, but your father, who was murdered by a treacherous man, died three hundred years ago."

Ling Xiao's eyes were cold, and his killing intent was ups and downs.

From the moment this force shot Gu Chaoci, he faintly guessed that there must be a bigger conspiracy hidden behind this killing temple.

After all, those who dared to attack Gu Chaoci now must have thoughts about Ling Clan and Ling Xiao.

Otherwise, with the feelings of the two of them now, how can I ask these Qing Cang sects, who has such courage? !