whoosh!
The Great Wilderness Dragon Sword was like a dragon, flying across the sky and transforming into a blazing divine rainbow, heading towards the direction of the Changsheng Gate.
Ling Xiao stood on the Great Wilderness Dragon Sword, with a strong wind blowing around him, his black hair flying, and a hint of anticipation in his eyes.
I wonder what Changshengmen is doing now, and how is Xuewei
Whenever Ling Xiao thought of that lovely figure, a warm feeling would arise in his heart.
Perhaps only Xuewei would stay by Ling Xiao's side forever, no matter whether he is a loser or a genius
"Holy Son, look!"
Leng Feng's voice rang out, interrupting Ling Xiao's thoughts.
Ling Xiao was slightly stunned and looked in the direction Leng Feng pointed. Behind the Great Desolate Dragon Sword, a blazing chariot of fire came out of nowhere at an extremely fast speed and was hanging firmly behind the Great Desolate Dragon Sword.
On the flaming chariot, Zhao Ritian was wearing a golden robe. His eyes fell on Ling Xiao, and he gritted his teeth.
Ling Xiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't expect that this guy would not give up.
However, that flaming chariot, which exuded an ancient runic aura, was actually a powerful Taoist weapon!
Zhao Ritian had so many treasures on him that even Ling Xiao was a little surprised. This guy was simply a treasure-rich boy.
"Young Master, do you want to teach him a lesson?"
A cold light flashed in Leng Feng's eyes.
Ling Xiao waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about him. If he wants to follow, let him follow!"
The speed of the Great Wilderness Dragon Sword was extremely fast. After a few hours, it crossed the Ferocious Beast Mountain Range and arrived at a vast land.
And in the distance, a thousand-foot-high mountain pierces the sky, exuding an ancient and vast atmosphere, appearing extremely majestic.
That's the Gate of Eternal Life!
Ling Xiao's eyes trembled, and he finally came back.
The Great Wilderness Dragon Sword soon stopped at the foot of Changsheng Mountain. Changsheng Mountain was shrouded by the Changsheng Conferred God Formation. Ling Xiao didn't want to rush to the top of the mountain just like that, so he planned to go back to Jinse Pavilion to see Xuewei first.
There was curiosity in the eyes of Xia Huang and others.
Although they all knew about Changshengmen, except Master Jiaomu, no one else had ever been to Changshengmen.
The Changshengmen in the legend is the Changshengmen, the martial arts holy place that dominated the God of War continent ten thousand years ago and was invincible in the world. However, some people say that this Changshengmen has only inherited some martial arts and is completely different from the Changshengmen ten thousand years ago.
"Ling Xiao, is this the Changsheng Gate?"
Xia Huang asked with some curiosity. The Changsheng Gate looked very ordinary. Although there were some palaces and pavilions on the top of the mountain, it did not have the aura of the major martial arts holy places.
Changsheng Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, looking calm and peaceful, with towering ancient trees and lush greenery.
"Yes, this is the Changsheng Gate, let's go!"
Ling Xiao nodded and led Xia Huang and others towards Changsheng Mountain.
Ling Qingqing, Xia Hongxiu, Li Ling and Leng Feng were all very curious. How could such an ordinary-looking Changsheng Sect cultivate a monster like Ling Xiao
At this moment, Ling Xiao's ears moved and he heard the sound of fighting coming from the front. His eyes suddenly flashed and he walked over quickly.
"Hahaha... Do you accept it? As long as you say Ling Xiao is a waste, I will spare you!"
In a forest, a young man in a red robe sneered and said, his eyes full of arrogance and disdain.
Under his feet was a young man in a black robe. He looked very handsome, but his face was very pale, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of anger and humiliation.
He struggled to get up, but the inner energy in his body was dispersed by the red-robed young man in front of him. His chest felt heavy and he felt suffocated.
The young man in black robe is Deng Yalin!
Behind Deng Yalin there was a group of disciples from the Changsheng Sect, but they were angry but dared not speak. Behind the young man in red robe, there were several young men in red robes, each of them had a powerful aura and a haughty look on their faces.
Because these red-robed young men are all disciples of the martial arts holy land, the Sun, Moon and Star Sect!
"I don't accept it! The Holy Son is not a waste. If the Holy Son were here, none of you would be his match!"
Deng Yalin said with difficulty, his eyes full of anger.
He had already broken through to the first level of the Dragon-Tiger Realm, and had practiced the Vajra Subduing Demon Fist taught by Ling Xiao, making him extremely powerful. However, the red-robed young man who was stepping on him was too abnormal. Although he was also at the first level of the Dragon-Tiger Realm, he was able to suppress him easily.
The reason is that the young man in red robe has already cultivated the meaning of boxing. Although Deng Yalin is already on the verge of comprehending the meaning of boxing, he is still a little short of it.
"Who the hell is Ling Xiao? How dare he call himself the Holy Son? If he dares to be here, I can suppress him by myself without Senior Brother Liu's help! You are really a small sect, without any knowledge at all!"
The red-robed young man glanced at the young man with the highest cultivation level behind him and smiled slightly.
"Deng Yalin, I'll give you one more chance. Do you accept it? As long as you call Ling Xiao a waste, I'll spare you! Otherwise, I'll kill you!"
A hint of coldness flashed in the eyes of the red-robed young man, and the innate energy under his feet emitted a sharp edge, and a hint of murderous intent spread towards Deng Yalin.
Deng Yalin shuddered all over, but still looked at the red-robed young man stubbornly without saying a word.
"Very good, since you are so strong-willed, don't blame me for being rude!"
The red-robed young man smiled ferociously, and powerful innate energy burst out from under his feet, about to kill Deng Yalin.
whoosh!
At this moment, a cold figure appeared out of nowhere, like a black lightning, and instantly slapped the red-robed young man with a palm.
"who is it?"
The red-robed young man shuddered all over, and his eyes revealed a look of shock and anger. He didn't expect that someone would dare to attack him.
boom!
A tremendous divine power came, and the red-robed young man was instantly slapped away, coughing up blood. At the same time, a powerful innate energy raged in his body, instantly destroying all his meridians and ruining his cultivation.
A young man in a black robe appeared among the crowd, emitting an icy cold aura and with an extremely indifferent gaze. No one dared to look at him and they all lowered their heads.
It’s Leng Feng!
"You dare to touch the disciples of Changsheng Sect, do you really want to die?"
Ling Xiao walked slowly from a distance. Although there was a smile on his face, it was a cold smile. His eyes fell on the group of disciples from the Sun, Moon and Stars Sect.
"The Holy Son? The Holy Son is back!"
"It's really the Holy Son, that's great, hahahaha... Let these bastards be so arrogant, the Holy Son will definitely teach them a lesson!"
When the disciples of Changsheng Sect saw Ling Xiao, they were shocked all over, their eyes showed an expression of great surprise, and they shouted.
"Is it Ling Xiao?"
After hearing Ling Xiao's name, the disciples of the Sun, Moon and Stars Sect's eyes flashed and revealed a cold look.
(End of this chapter)