Chu Yang

Chapter 784 is under control

"Master Feng Ling!"

The Dream Demon bowed and bowed deeply to Feng Ling.

But at this moment, there seemed to be a gloomy glint in her eyes, which turned into calm.

"My lord! In his dream"

"I advise you to think about the consequences before speaking. Sometimes living is a thousand times more painful than dying."

On Feng Lingci's delicate white face, there was a look of calmness.

It's just that what she said made the whole space inexplicably chill.

In this ancient glazed pagoda, not a single trace of consciousness can escape her perception.

She still noticed the momentary emotional change of the succubus just now.

"Yes! Your lord."

The Dream Demon's expression froze, if she hadn't been a soul body, her face would have been extremely pale at this moment.

"Tell me! What did you see?"

"I saw a golden palace, a woman in red, and a trace of fate."

The dream demon's voice was full of panic, and Ling Xiao's demonic intentions just now made her guess.

But that woman is actually tied to the demon, who is she?

"anything else?"

Feng Ling stood still in the void, with a clear light in his eyes.

An indescribable and terrifying momentum fell down, directly crushing the figure of the succubus to the ground.

"My lord, spare my life! My lord, spare my life!! I wanted to use the body of that woman to confuse that lord just now, but I didn't expect to be killed by his palm, breaking the dream."

"Kill with one palm? Break the dream?"

A ray of smile suddenly appeared on Feng Lingqiao's face, and the spiritual prestige around her disappeared, she turned around and disappeared.

It wasn't until there was no more movement from the sixth floor of the ancient pagoda that Meng Mofang tremblingly raised his head, his beautiful eyes filled with shock and surprise.

Why did Master Feng Ling get angry just now?

And why, let go?

The ancestral land of crocodiles, the entrance.

Ling Xiao waved his hand, brought the Nine-Dragon Prisoner Formation into the domain, and raised his feet to walk out of the ancestral land.

At this moment, there seemed to be a flash of surprise on his face, he took out a golden talisman from the Qiankun Ring, and said in a deep voice, "Wuxie, what happened?"

"My lord, someone in Xijiang has been inquiring about your whereabouts recently. He is a young man with an ordinary appearance, and he is now ten miles in front of us."

Wuxie's voice resounded through the autobiographical notes, and Ling Xiao's eyes immediately burst into a ray of piercing soul.

"A person of the holy religion?"

"No! He called himself Mr. Leng, said that he came from the eastern border, admired your reputation, and wanted to follow you on a special trip."

"Master Leng? Qin Leng?"

Ling Xiao's face was slightly suffocated, and he was stunned for a while, and the corner of his mouth suddenly raised a playful look.

No wonder, the number one envoy is still doubting himself. It seems that someone has revealed some information to him.

"You tell this Mr. Leng that I went to southern Xinjiang two months ago, and there is still Wuxie. You go back to the Ling clan and ask your father to go to the Qin clan to see if Qin Leng is in the clan. If not Furthermore, slaughter the whole family of the Qin clan, and if father doubts your identity, use this talisman to transmit sound to me."

"Yes! Lord!"

Ling Xiao pinched the golden talisman, with murderous intent in his eyes.

At the beginning, he helped Qin Leng step by step to the position of the leader of the Qin clan, because he had taken a fancy to his loyalty.

Unexpectedly, he had the guts to betray himself.

Although at this time, Ling Xiao is not sure that this person is Qin Leng, but soon, everything will come to light.

But why?

If it was really Qin Leng, what was his purpose in doing all this?

"Om."

At this moment, in Lingxiao Qiankun Ring, the God Lord's Golden Token made an ear-piercing hum again.

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

Is it that fast?

It seems that there must be some connection between that Mr. Leng and the first envoy.

However, at this time Ling Xiao did not rush to respond to Dugu Yunzhen.

Since someone dares to betray him, then he must let that person know what gain is not worth the loss, life is better than death, life and fame are lost.

Thousands of miles of sea area, the waves are rippling.

At this time, on a deserted island in the depths of the sea, Dugu Yunzhen stood with his hands behind his back, holding a brilliant gold charm in his hand.

"As expected, there was no response."

Just now, Qin Leng sent back news that he had found Ling Xiao's whereabouts and confirmed that he had just arrived in Southern Xinjiang not long ago.

But, if this is the case, how could this young man meet Elder Shui by such a coincidence when he was heading to the Ling Clan?

What went wrong?

"Elder Shui."

"Master Dugu?"

"Where are you now?"

"Mr. Ling Xiao and I are investigating the magic trace in Shuoyuan, southern Xinjiang."

"Oh, after seven days, you all go to the foot of Xuansi Mountain and wait for me!"

After the words fell, Dugu Yunzhen's figure instantly disappeared in place.

He had already ordered Qin Leng to come to Southern Border, and he would personally testify at that time, so he wanted to see what Ling Xiao had to say.

Play tricks with me, you're still too young.

At the same time, at the end of the Dead Sea, with a glimmer of clear light, Ling Xiao's figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the ancestral land.

At this moment, he could feel the aura hidden in the sea curtain, and it was obvious that Zi Yan was still here.

In other words, no matter who came out of the ancestral land today, I am afraid that the new emperor of the sea area has no intention of letting go.

If it was before, Ling Xiao would not have dared to walk out of the ancestral land so blatantly.

But now, with the Unforgiven Demon Armor on his body, he is not afraid of Zi Yan secretly attacking him and killing him on the spot.

"Purple Emperor, since you're here, why do you need to hide?"

The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth raised a smile, and he looked at Hai Mu beside him calmly.

Hearing this, a hint of surprise flickered on Zi Yan's pretty face.

With the strength of her ninth grade god emperor, how did this young man detect her aura?

Or is he cheating on her?

"Zihuang, if you don't show up again, will I have to leave?"

Ling Xiao shook his head, turned around and wanted to leave.

Just at this moment, a ripple suddenly appeared in the void in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, Zi Yan's enchanting and peerless face appeared in front of Ling Xiao.

"Hehe, Mr. Ling Xiao, the one-month period has come. I wonder if you have gained anything from this trip to the ancestral land of the crocodile?"

Although Zi Yan was smiling at this time, a ray of surprise flashed in those golden eyes.

She could clearly feel that the aura of the young man in front of her seemed to be very different from before.

It's just that this difference is not only an improvement in realm, but also an indescribably terrifying general trend.

even! !

With Zi Yan's cultivation, she hesitated a little. If she made a move, could she really kill this young man on the spot?

How can it be?

How could a boy of eighteen or nineteen, even if he hid his strength and controlled certain trump cards, be able to withstand his own thunderbolt?

But it is very inexplicable. Although this feeling is not real, it is extremely clear.

Moreover, it was like an illusion, ever since Zi Yan came to the entrance of the crocodile ancestral land, she had always felt that there was an aura hidden in the dark.

only!

With her God Emperor Ninth Grade Divine Soul Perception, after careful inspection several times, she found nothing.

Is it possible that I am overthinking?

"Hehe, it seems that young master has gained a lot."

"Are you satisfied with the gift I gave to Zihuang earlier?"

Ling Xiao smiled gently, with a breezy indifference on his incomparably handsome face.

It was as if from the beginning to the end, he never paid attention to Zi Yan, the Ninth Grade God Emperor.

Everything is under control.

What is Xianzi, probably so.

"The Jiao people, were you the one who slaughtered them?"

Zi Yan's beautiful eyes were slightly condensed, and there seemed to be three thousand thunderbolts in them, rushing into the sea, shaking the void and tearing the sea curtain.

(End of this chapter)