"Whether you are Long Aotian or Ling Xiao, it doesn't matter to me! We have no grudges against each other, so I won't attack you today, but the throne of the Chosen Son will belong to me. I will kill anyone who stands in my way!"
The Emperor of Heavenly Corpses said this coldly, his voice filled with murderous intent, as if it contained the evil spirit of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"I have a grudge with Hua Ziyang, but not with you! Now that Hua Ziyang is dead, the grudge between him and me is over! As long as you don't provoke me, I will naturally not deal with you!"
Ling Xiao said lightly.
He instinctively felt a little dislike for the zombie clan, but the Emperor of Heavenly Corpses in front of him did not show any hostility towards him, so he had no plans to fight with him.
He is now thinking, could it be that a strong man from the zombie clan is buried in the Burial Heaven Coffin
Although the Burial Heaven Coffin was only opened a crack just now, Ling Xiao vaguely felt that there seemed to be a mysterious world hidden in the Burial Heaven Coffin, which shocked him greatly. He vaguely felt that the Burial Heaven Coffin might contain an extremely shocking secret.
"Deal with me? What a joke! If I didn't want to kill you, you would be dead now! I hope you take care of yourself!"
The Emperor of Heavenly Corpse looked at Ling Xiao coldly, then soared into the sky, transformed into a black divine rainbow, and instantly disappeared at the end of the sky.
Ling Xiao frowned slightly. He could feel that the Emperor of Heavenly Corpses had a strong hostility towards him, but the Emperor of Heavenly Corpses walked in a hurry, as if there was something important going on.
"Ling Xiao, are you... okay?"
Jinse hesitated a little, but still walked up to Lingxiao and asked calmly.
"I'm fine! Jinse, it's great to see you again!"
Ling Xiao showed an extremely bright smile on his face, and was genuinely happy.
Although Jinse still couldn't remember him, and although Jinse treated him like a stranger, Ling Xiao had enough patience to wait, to wait for Jinse to remember everything.
"I think... I've seen you before!"
Jinse said slowly.
"What?!"
Ling Xiao's whole body trembled, and he suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of inexplicable surprise.
"I made a wish to the Heaven Burial Coffin, hoping to regain my lost memories, but failed! I once saw your figure deep in my memory!"
Jinse looked at Lingxiao and said calmly.
"Jinse, you... you remembered me? Do you remember what happened between us?"
Ling Xiao was inexplicably surprised and said excitedly.
"No, I just... remember you!"
Jinse shook her head, her expression still calm, as if nothing could change her mood.
"It's okay, it's okay! I can wait, Jinse, I believe you will get your lost memories back!"
Ling Xiao said seriously.
He was extremely excited. The fact that Jinse remembered him gave him endless hope. He believed more and more that Jinse could recover her lost memories.
The old goat and the unscrupulous Taoist priest also grinned and were happy for Ling Xiao.
…
Hua Ziyang is dead.
As the supreme pride of the Chinese nation, the Chinese nation has placed great hopes on him. Many elders of the Chinese nation hope that he can become the chosen one, sweep away everything, and restore the former glory of the Chinese nation.
But today, Hua Ziyang's soul token was completely shattered.
Among the Hua people, in a bronze temple guarded by countless powerful men, many figures with terrifying auras were sitting inside. Each of their faces was extremely solemn, filled with anger and shock.
These are the strongest forces of the Chinese nation. The weakest have already reached the Saint level. There are even many Great Saints whose aura is so terrifying that it seems they can annihilate everything.
At the top was a young man in a purple robe, who looked handsome and extraordinary. He was sitting cross-legged on a cushion. His eyes were weathered, bright and majestic, as if endless lives were annihilated in them.
Although everyone in the temple was very angry, they were extremely restrained in front of this young man, with their eyes full of respect.
This young man in purple robe is Hua Yunkong, the patriarch of the Hua clan!
"Hua Ziyang died in the Ancient Land of Chaos. According to the news, he was killed by a kid named Long Aotian. Please share your opinions!"
The purple-robed young man said calmly.
"The Long Aotian from the Temple of War God? They are simply courting death!"
"To dare to kill the pride of our Chinese race, let alone the small Temple of War, even the Chaos Sect and the Temple of Samsara don't have the guts!"
"The Temple of War God must be destroyed!"
"… "
Many elders of the Chinese ethnic group were filled with righteous indignation, their eyes were blazing and full of murderous intent.
"Chief, I have recently heard a piece of news that may interest you!" Hua Xiong suddenly said with a cold smile.
"What's up?"
Hua Yunkong asked calmly.
"Do you remember that twenty years ago, when the gates of the God Realm were in turmoil, several major holy places sent people to the lower world to search for the Wordless Heavenly Book, but in the end no one came back?"
Hua Xiong said.
"Of course I remember! It is said that the people sent by those major holy places all died at the hands of a boy named Ling Xiao! And the Wordless Heavenly Book is also in Ling Xiao's hands!"
An elder of the clan said slowly.
"That's right! But what you probably can't imagine is that Long Aotian has another name, Ling Xiao! And he also knows the secret arts of swallowing the sky, covering the sky, fighting the sky, reincarnation, cause and effect, etc. Don't you find it strange?"
Hua Xiong sneered.
"What?! His name is Ling Xiao, and he knows so many secret techniques. Could he be the Ling Xiao from the lower world?"
Someone was shocked and exclaimed.
Hua Xiong nodded and said, "I think it's almost certain! This Ling Xiao is extremely cunning. He joined the War God Temple under the alias Long Aotian. But as he becomes stronger and more famous, he reveals more and more cards! I suspect that the Wordless Heavenly Book is in his hands!"
"If that's the case, then he deserves to die!"
An elder of the clan said murderously.
"He was able to kill Hua Ziyang in the Heaven Realm with his human realm cultivation, and he also knew so many Heavenly Powers and Secret Arts. He really does have some secrets! If the Wordless Heavenly Book is really in his hands, then I'm afraid it's not just us who discovered it, the old monsters in other holy places should have discovered it too!"
Hua Yunkong spoke slowly, his eyes gleaming with purple light, extremely sharp.
"Chief, my guess should be correct. No matter if it's because he killed Hua Ziyang or because he has the Wordless Heavenly Book on him, he must die! I will lead people to wait at the exit of the Ancient Land of Chaos. Once he shows up, we will capture him immediately!"
Hua Xiong said coldly.
"No! This time, I will do it myself! If I can obtain the Wordless Heavenly Book, it will be the time for my Chinese people to dominate the heavens and myriad worlds again and become the master of the era!"
Hua Yunkong slowly stood up, and an extremely terrifying aura emanated from his body!
Boom!
The entire bronze temple was shaking violently, and the laws of the Dao were flashing around him. The many oppressed elders all had expressions of awe and fanatical worship on their faces, as if he were the king between heaven and earth!
Hua Yunkong is actually a Holy King!
(End of this chapter)