Great Emperor Myriad

Ling Xiao's eyes are also dignified.

This is the first time he has encountered something that he can't do without even a wordless book. The black bone is terrifying, and when it breaks out, it is like a demon coming to the world, overbearing and mysterious.

"Is this... alone?"

After confronting Wu Zi Tian Shu, Black Bone returned to calm, but some patterns appeared on it, which looked like a person's back.

The back view made people take a glance, as if they were silent in the boundless darkness, and the Yuanshen would fall into the magic road.

"Ling Xiao, this black bone is too weird, or throw it away!"

The old goat was also a little hairy, staring at the black bone, and then he was full of excitement, like hell.

"This black bone is very unusual. Maybe it's a plot to find Emperor Tomb Mountain, and it will fall in this black bone!"

Ling Xiao carefully put away the black bone. Although the black bone looked strange, Ling Xiao felt no threat.

On the contrary, Ling Xiao felt that this black bone was very important, and it was very important to Ling Xiao.

After counting the harvest, the old goat happily picked out some treasures that could repair the trauma, and the rest did not look in the eyes.

Ling Xiao also left some spiritual crystals, as well as several powerful Taoist implements, and the others were put away, ready to be disposed of by Nangong Xuan.

With such a large number of resources, Changshengmen will surely rise rapidly.

...

Just as the battle of Changsheng Mountain came to a close, among the endless mountains in the south, a young man in a golden robe and with extraordinary temperament rode a white elephant and rushed towards the south among the mountains.

"Second Uncle, why should we leave the Eight Wastelands? Ling Xiao's **** killed his elder brother, and I want to avenge him!"

The young man in Jinpao was Zhao Ritian. At the moment, his eyes were bloodshot, his eyes full of anger.

In the mysterious realm of life, the Yin and Yang King died in Ling Xiao's hands, and the Sun God was torn to pieces by those terrifying extraterrestrial demon. Zhao Ritian counted the death of the Sun God on Ling Xiao's head.

"Stay in the Eight Wastelands, you have no hope of killing Ling Xiao, that kid is not simple, I suspect that he is probably a mighty reincarnation!"

The second uncle said helplessly.

"The reincarnated body of Mighty? How is it possible? How can the **** of Ling Xiao, the second uncle, where can we go when we leave the Eight Wastelands?"

Zhao Ritian's eyes were full of unbelievable looks, and then he was a little confused.

"Of course it is to go to the God of War continent! The Eight Wastelands has been silent for thousands of years, and it is no longer the center of the world. Only when you go to the God of War continent, your solar holy body can quickly awaken, and then you will enter the sun holy land and cultivate supreme. In this situation, it is not easy to kill Ling Xiao?"

The voice of the second uncle was full of confusion.

"Is the Ares Continent? But I heard that the Ares Continent and the Eight Wastelands are separated by the endless reincarnation sea, how do we cross the reincarnation sea?"

Zhao Ritian was a little moved, but hesitantly said.

"Relax! Listen to the words of the second uncle, I promise to let you safely reach the God of War continent, and then by virtue of your solar sacred body, you will definitely become the son of the solar holy land, waiting for you to become powerful, and want to kill Ling Xiao , Isn’t that a breeze?” said the second uncle.

"it is good!"

Zhao Ritian's eyes were a little more radiant, and he said with great enthusiasm: "I listen to the second uncle, God of War Mainland, and Zhao Ritian is here!"

expensive!

As if feeling Zhao Ritian's excitement, Bai Xiang snarled, flung off his limbs, and hurried away toward the south.

There is the endless sea, the vast God of War continent after the sea, and Zhao Ritian's journey!

...

In the eight wildernesses, where no one knows how many billions of miles away, a black **** mountain stands on top of the sky.

Surrounded by ghostly spirits and chaotic air, Shenshan is like a huge ancient tomb, exuding a vast and ancient atmosphere.

This is Emperor's Tomb Hill, one of the oldest martial arts holy places on the mainland of God of War.

"Emperor Jiu is dead. It seems that the plan of the Eight Wastelands failed, but the Emperor's bones should not be lost. No matter who killed Dijiu, you have to pay the price..."

The old and majestic voice came from the mountain of God, exuding a great momentum.

The sky dome trembling around, the chaotic mists boiled, and countless powerful figures flew towards Emperor Tomb Hill.

...

When Ling Xiao handed over most of the treasures to Nangong Xuan, Nangong Xuan was instantly shocked.

Nangongxuan has never seen so many treasures, the magic pill, elixir, magic weapon, martial arts heritage almost dazzled him.

The elder elder has been grinning all the time, and his excited beard is shaking.

"With so many cultivation resources, it will take less than ten years for my longevity gate to reach the level of the five holy places. Ling Xiao, you are really a lucky star of my longevity gate!"

Nangong Xuan is also very excited. He has heard about what happened in the longevity secret realm before. The kings of the four holy places were all beheaded by Ling Xiao, and the treasures found in the longevity secret realm almost fell in In the hands of Ling Xiao.

Although Nangongxuan had expected it, he never expected that there would be so many treasures.

"The Sect Master is kind, and I am also a member of the Changshengmen! With these resources, the Changshengmen can be guaranteed for a hundred years. The Sect Master can recruit a large number of disciples and enrich the Changshengmen! When I destroy the four holy places tomorrow, I should gain more. Many resources!"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly.

Today's Changshengmen, after undergoing repeated disasters, has fewer than a thousand disciples. Compared with the heyday of the Changshengmen, the grandeur of millions of disciples is simply a difference from the cloud.

With these resources, Changshengmen can recruit a large number of disciples.

"Tomorrow attack on the four holy sites, we must be careful, the four holy sites have been passed down for thousands of years, maybe there will be some hidden means and tricks, don't underestimate the enemy!"

Nangong Xuan urged.

"Sovereign rest assured, I will be careful!"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly.

At night, the moon **** and the phoenix came together and wanted Ling Xiao to pass the Sun Moon, the Star Sect, and the Thousand Beasts Gate.

After all, those who offended Ling Xiao have already professed.

"The Sun and Moon Star Sect and my longevity gate have a very deep relationship~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Wanshoumen can also save their lives, but they have to pay a price, and in the future, only my longevity will be the leader! Can you be the master?"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly.

The yin and yang kings of the Sun, Moon, and Stars Sect are dead. Even if they look at Shang Guanming's face, Ling Xiao can't extinguish the Sun, Moon, and Stars Sect's tradition, but they must fight their arrogance.

Ten Thousand Beast Gates speaks deeper with Ling Xiao's hatred, but in order to conquer the Phoenix Girl, if Ten Thousand Beast Gates is willing to pay the price and submit to the Longevity Gate, Ling Xiao may not be able to spare them.

Anyway, after the battle of Changsheng Mountain, the name of Ling Xiao, Megatron Eight Wilderness Areas, even a few holy places might not dare to find Ling Xiao's trouble again.

"Sun Moon Moon Star Sect can do it!" Moon God decided directly.

"It's ok to compensate for certain losses, but it's hard to have all the beasts obey the longevity door!"

Feng Nu smiled bitterly.

PS: Muyu works overtime today, and there is a chapter to post later.