In the center of southern Xinjiang, under Xuansi Mountain.

Ling Xiao Taoist looked surprised at the golden robe figure in front of the viewer, and there seemed to be a trace of doubt between his eyebrows.

Nine Stage God Emperor, Xuantian Saint Body.

This Holy Sect's first divine envoy was actually a powerful sacrament.

It's just that Ling Xiao didn't even know the talent of this sacrament.

"This is Master Dugu."

Shui Rou stood beside Ling Xiao and bowed slightly towards Dugu Yunyun.

But Ling Xiao just smiled indifferently, with a clear voice, "I have heard of the divine envoy for a long time."

"Om."

At this moment, in the hands of Dugu Yunxuan, an ancient mirror rose suddenly, hanging in the void.

There seemed to be golden sun shining on it, shining towards Ling Xiao.

Seeing this scene, although Ling Xiao had fear on her face, she sneered in her heart.

Although from the outside, he still hadn't recognized who this Dugu Yunyu was.

However, it was obvious that this ambassador sent someone to Eastern Xinjiang, he must have known his identity.

Now it makes sense to test.

"good."

After such a long while, Dugu Yunxuan nodded indifferently, a pair of naked eyes flashing with golden brilliance under the golden face, he only glanced at Ling Xiao coldly, and then turned his head to look at the distant cloud dome.

With his cultivation base, it is natural to see that the young man in front of him is not being impersonated, but a flesh and blood creature.

On his body, there is no magic trick to cover up.

In other words, this person is Ling Xiao himself.

But for some reason, Dugu Yunyu's eyes were still full of doubts at this time.

With the strength of the forbidden, it is absolutely impossible to lose a young man.

Therefore, the Son must now be in the depths of the Dead Sea.

Is it really just the sound alike?

But why did the master of the Qin clan say that Ling Xiao only returned to the clan yesterday?

There will be such a coincidence in this world?

If Dugu Yunxuan remembered correctly, Ling Xiao should have comprehended the Taoist rules of Thunder, but although the young man in front of him fluctuates with the Tao, it is a mysterious and mysterious Taoist rhyme.

Rather than...Thunder Road is so powerful and overbearing.

what is the problem?

For a moment, Dugu Yunxuan wanted to capture this young man and search for his soul.

But this Ling Xiao had a special identity, he was a descendant of the Ling clan, and now he came with Shui Rou again.

Although an ancient clan of Eastern Frontiers was not really in the eyes of Dugu Yunluo, the situation in Shengzhou is now ups and downs, and the undercurrent is surging.

Once he kills innocent people indiscriminately, other disturbances will surely be caused.

After all, the Saint Son is in the sea. He only needs to wait a few more days until the Saint Son appears or...disappears, and he can figure out Ling Xiao's identity.

The higher the status, the more careful what you think and do.

What's more, this Ling Xiao talent is unique, and he has already reported it to the Lord.

If he was clicked at this time, it would inevitably not lead to the divine lord's suspicion.

Hey.

People of these two sides really lack a trust.

I hope that young Qin clan can bring him some...useful information.

"In recent days, there has been a demon in southern Xinjiang, slaughtering the common people. Since you have come here to experience, you will investigate his whereabouts with the elder Shui and destroy him as soon as possible."

When the words were over, Dugu Yunxuan stepped forward and instantly disappeared in place.

It wasn't until his figure walked away that Ling Xiao's mouth raised a faint smile.

Just now, the Dugu Yunyun spoke, obviously suppressing the original voice.

In other words, he is disguising.

It seemed that this divine envoy was indeed an acquaintance, only the nine-rank divine emperor Ling Xiao had seen, except for the Supreme Profound Dao Master.

Moreover, such a sacred body, once Ling Xiao appeared, it was impossible not to notice it.

Who the **** is it?

Can you kill the devil?

Pouch.

God’s Envoy, no matter how much you think, I’m afraid that the demons that appear in southern Xinjiang are all prepared for you by me.

As long as you are out of luck, I bet you can't kill anyone.

Time passed slowly, and it was half a month in the blink of an eye.

The ancestral land of the crocodile, the moon and the star are scarce, the heaven and the earth are two colors.

Directly east, blood clouds are surging, like a sea floating and sinking.

But above that ancient island, there is fairy rhyme rippling, evolving into thousands of strange phenomena.

The magic cloud that originally enveloped this place had already completely dispersed, which undoubtedly made many Sea Clan Tianjiao quietly relieved.

At this moment, in that ancient temple, outside Ling Xiao, there was a ray of light, and there seemed to be a demon shadow standing behind him, quietly sheltering it.

"boom!"

At a certain moment, suddenly there was a masterpiece of thunder in the world.

I saw the sky of thousands of miles of darkness in the sky, and the moon and the stars were hidden.

There are only endless black clouds left, wanting to be suppressed from the sky.

"Boom!"

A dazzling thunder light illuminates the world and disappears in a flash.

A shower is about to fall, and even the air is a smell of damp earth.

Immediately afterwards, countless thunders tilted like a milky way, instantly lighting up the sky.

Everyone was stunned at the thunder curtain that poured down from the sky, and there was nothing but shock in their eyes.

Me... Gan?

Is this a catastrophe?

I have lived such a big life, and I have never seen such a terrifying catastrophe.

With this momentum, is someone who has broken through the emperor realm and is about to enter the western sky?

Not to mention the power of the **** emperor, with the heavenly power contained in the robbery thunder, I am afraid that it is an immortal god, and it will be difficult to carry it, right?

Only at this time, in the ancient mountain hall.

Feeling the terrifying thunder spreading over his head, Ling Xiao didn't feel the slightest panic on his face.

He raised his head and looked at the shining place of the Milky Way.

"boom!!"

The endless sea of ​​thunder covers the world, and there seems to be Taoist rhyme evolving in it.

However, Ling Xiao sat cross-legged like a rock out of thin air, unloading a body of Linghui, and carrying the calamity with only the strength of the flesh.

For some reason, he always faintly felt that this Fang Tiandi not only shackles the spiritual power cultivation base, but also suppresses the Taoist realm.

"Boom!"

The thunder waterfall lasted for several hours before it gradually dissipated.

Sunlight pierced through the clouds and spread to the earth, and the runes appeared from Lingxiao's body, and the fairy radiance lingered for thousands of miles.

The surging and astonishing breath gushed out from his body, and even the blood veins seemed to contain a divine ocean, making a roaring sound.

Ling Xiao's eyes opened, like a thunder day blooming, and a ray of light in his eyes was like a sword of the ancients slashing across the world, and even the void was neatly chopped up wherever he passed.

"God Emperor Realm."

There was a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, and then suddenly waves of fluctuations came from the void in front of him.

The figures of Xiong Huan, Xiao Peng, Xing Shen and others emerged out of thin air, and then bowed to Ling Xiao.

"Go, take care of the survivors of the crocodile on this island, and don't move the sea tianjiao."

"Yes! Lord!"

"Xiong Huan, come with me."

Ling Xiao's figure fell from the sky and stood in the ancient palace.

Now that Xianyuan has been lost, the formation in this temple has also lost its former power.

And just as Ling Xiao raised his head to look at the magic armor, he heard a muffled sound suddenly behind him.

"thump!"