Great Emperor Myriad

Ling Xiao and Liu Piao floated out of the Longevity City, without stopping, and soon reached the foot of Changsheng Mountain.

Looking at the big boulder in front of him, Liu Piaopiao was stunned.

“Are you the discipline of the Longevity Gate?”

Liu Piaopiao’s voice was full of shock.

“Yes! Is there any problem?” Ling Xiao looked at the green Changsheng Mountain in front of him, with a hint of emotion in his eyes.

“But…but…”

Liu Piaopiao can’t tell. The longevity gate ranks last among the three sects with a radius of thousands of miles, which is better than Harmonious Bond. Sect and heavenly demon halls are much different. How can such a sect cultivate Ling Xiao as a discipline of this evildoer?

Ling Xiao smiled faintly, and naturally understood Liu Piaopiao’s thoughts, but he didn’t mean to explain at all, and moved towards Changsheng Mountain.

“What a weird guy!”

Liu Piaopiao felt that Ling Xiao’s body seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, which made her more curious and hurried to catch up. .

“Going out the past few days, I don’t know how Xuewei’s that girl cultivation is.”

A smile appeared on Ling Xiao’s mouth, this life things have remained the The same, but people have changed, time reversed, but in this little girl’s body, he felt the slightest warmth.

And Ling Xiao faintly felt that Xuewei’s bloodline was very unusual, as if some kind of secret was hidden.

“What’s going on?”

Ling Xiao’s brows suddenly frowned, and there was a bad feeling in his heart.

Moved all the way towards the mountain, but the longevity gate discipline encountered after seeing Ling Xiao, they all looked like a frightened bird, dodged again and again, for fear of avoiding it.

Just a few days ago, when Ling Xiao went down the mountain, many disciplines also paid respect to Holy Son one by one, but now such changes have taken place?

Something went wrong!

A shadow of Ling Xiao’s eyes flashed, and he clearly saw a trace of taking pleasure in other people’s misfortune and sympathy in the eyes of those disciplines.

Ling Xiao didn’t bother to oneself with them lower oneself to somebody’s level, speeded up and took a step more than ten feet, just like Shrink The Land Into An Inch, moved towards the direction of Jinse Pavilion and flew away.

When Ling Xiao returned to Jinse Pavilion and saw the scene in front of him, his expression suddenly became extremely gloomy.

The bamboo forest is still a bamboo forest, and the waterfall still flows, but the Jinse Pavilion is gone.

It may be said that Jinse Pavilion has become a ruin, and there are still traces of being burned on the ground.

“Xuewei! Where are you Xuewei?”

Ling Xiao lifted up his breath and shouted, his voice filled with suppressed anger.

Although Jinse Pavilion was burned, he was very angry, but where did Xuewei go is what worries Ling Xiao the most.

Ling Xiao’s voice spread everywhere, making the bamboo forest tremble slightly, but the silhouette of the white-clothed girl never appeared.

Ling Xiao’s fists were clenched, and a blazing murderous intention flashed in his eyes.

“Who is it? Who is so brave to burn Jinse Pavilion and take Xuewei? Could it be Deng Yalin? I’m afraid he is not so brave yet!”

Ling Xiao’s thoughts turned so fast that he was almost on the verge of rage.

Liu Piaopiao’s eyes showed a hint of shock and curiosity. What was shocked was the baleful qi exuding from Ling Xiao, just like a peerless killing god coming out of a sea of ​​blood on a corpse mountain. She couldn’t help her face becoming pale.

And curiously, who is Xuewei? Why did Ling Xiao feel so worried and angry?

whiz whiz whiz!

At this moment, the bamboo forest in the distance shot three silhouettes.

“I have seen Holy Son!”

The three respectfully moved towards Ling Xiao gave a salute.

Ling Xiao eyes flashed and recognized the three people in front of him. They were Liu Chuanxiong, ancient bell and Wang Han who he rescued from the mouth of the mysterious mother Chi Snake in the ominous beast mountain range.

Only at this moment, it seems that Liu Chuanxiong and ancient bell are both bloody nose and swollen face, Wang Han complexion pale, the breath of the three is disordered, and they obviously suffered serious injuries.

“Tell me, what happened!”

Ling Xiao said expressionlessly.

But the icy chill exuded in the voice made Liu Chuanxiong and the three of them shudder.

“Reporting to Holy Son, Lin Haoyu did all this!” Liu Chuanxiong looked at Ling Xiao’s cold face, clenching one’s teeth and said.

“Lin Haoyu?”

Ling Xiao frowned, this is an unfamiliar name, not what he imagined Deng Yalin did. After all, in the longevity gate, if there is grudge, Deng Yalin I have some grudges with him, but already expressed the acknowledge allegiance Ling Xiao.

“Lin Haoyu is the grandson of Linshan Supreme Elder, Ranked 2nd in True Disciple, second only to Nangong Senior Sister!”

As Liu Chuanxiong said, Ling Xiao also understood What happened.

In addition to the on the surface Sect Master Nangong Xuan is the powerhouse of the Grandmaster, there is also a Supreme Elder Lin Shan. It is said that the cultivation base is higher than Nangong Xuan, and it is the Number One Person of the Changshengmen.

And Lin Shan’s favorite grandson is Lin Haoyu, 22 years old, the cultivation base of Spirit Transformation Realm 8th layer, second only to Nangongqing, Ranked 2nd among all True Disciples.

Li Lin Haoyu is arrogant and despotic, oppressing the same sect, and Lin Shan is the backer, even Nangong Xuan is a headache for him.

Also, Lin Haoyu is very proud of him. He has always regarded Nangongqing as his impunity, and even tried to become the Holy Son of the Longevity Gate, but Nangong Xuan has never let go that’s all.

This time Lin Haoyu left the pass, and the cultivation base breakthrough reached the Spirit Transformation Realm 9th layer, and even the protective sect martial arts of the longevity gate was cultivated. The seven-star moon sword, high-spirited and vigorous, and the cultivation base tied. Nangong is sunny.

But after he left the customs, he heard that a handyman discipline Ling Xiao appeared in the Changshengmen. Not only passed the 9-Layer Changsheng Tower, but also defeated Deng Yalin of Spirit Transformation Realm with Meridian Opening Realm. Unparalleled, recognized by Nangongxuan, named the Holy Son of the Longevity Gate.

Holy Son’s position is almost equivalent to Young Sect Master of the Longevity Gate. The established future Sect Master has long been regarded by Lin Haoyu as something in the bag, and now it has been obtained by a handyman’s discipline. Don’t you have to salute when you meet this handyman’s discipline?

How can Lin Haoyu tolerate this?

Lin Haoyu was so angry that he immediately brought people grandiose moved towards Jinse Pavilion, not only burned Jinse Pavilion, but also captured Xuewei.

“Holy Son, the cultivation base for the three of us is too bad, and there is no way to stop Lin Haoyu. After being injured by him, I can only watch him take away Miss Xuewei!”

Liu Chuanxiong said with red eyes.

“Where are Nangongxuan and Nangongqing? Didn’t they stop it?” Ling Xiao became calmer, but everyone who knew him knew that he had become extremely angry.

“Sect Master and Nangong Senior Sister are secluded cultivation, and they don’t even know about this! Deng Yalin Senior Brother also went to Lin Haoyu dignitaries when they knew about it, but Lin Haoyu was beaten by Lin Haoyu, and in the end Great Elder and Law Enforcement Elder came forward, but was also suppressed by Lin Shan Supreme Elder!”

The faces of Liu Chuanxiong and the three of them were full of bitterness. Lin Shan Supreme Elder came forward and guarded Lin Haoyu so blatantly, Ling What if Xiao is angry?

Even if Nangongxuan leaves the customs, I am afraid it is impossible to turn a face for a maid and Linshan Supreme Elder?

For a while, Liu Chuanxiong and the three felt angry and sad again.