"Young Master Ling Xiao speaks loudly."

Ao Xun snorted coldly, his whole body surged with monster energy, stretched out one hand, turned the dragon into a shadow, and shattered the blue sky.

Layers of demonic splendor bloomed in the sky, among which there seemed to be a hundred-foot-long flood dragon that shattered the void and made its paw prints.

"I advise the ancestor not to be impulsive, otherwise the fluctuations here will disperse and attract some unnecessary troubles, wouldn't the gain outweigh the loss."

Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, his expression extremely calm.

This Jiaoren ancestor is cautious.

After repeated temptations, I am afraid that I still have a deep fear of the Purple Emperor.

"Old Ancestor."

At this moment, behind Ao Xun, a young figure suddenly appeared and patted him on the shoulder.

"Little Lord…"

"Leave it to me, I think this Young Master Ling Xiao is waiting here specially, he must have something to say."

Crocodile Zhan was condescending, looking down at Ling Xiao, with ancient divine brilliance shining in his eyes.

Although the young master of the crocodile clan looks like a young man.

But Ling Xiao knew that this was a character from a thousand years ago.

Moreover, being able to reshape the demon core and step on the fairy road again, not to mention the luck of the crocodile war, this kind of heart is terrifying enough.

The ninth rank of the god king, the blood of the prehistoric.

I just don't know, how can such a peerless evildoer hold himself...how much?

"My crocodile clan order, is it in your hands?"

Just now, the moment Crocodile Zhan and Ao Xun quietly walked out of the ancient formation of the Jiao-human race, he felt a wave of fluctuations from his soul consciousness.

And this fluctuation could only be caused by the soul consciousness he left in the clan order.

Although up to this time, Crocodile Zhan didn't know why Tian Crocodile Clan Token did not fall into Ziyan's hands, but appeared in the hands of a human youth.

But, can't be wrong.

"good."

Ling Xiao's eyes were clear, and he took out the golden scale from the Qiankun Ring.

"Family order!!"

Crocodile Zhan's body trembled, his expression was particularly excited.

Now, if he wants to avenge his past shame and regain the glory of the crocodile, he can only return to his ancestral land and inherit that celestial origin.

Only in this way will he have the opportunity to catch up with Zi Yan, until one day he can stand in front of her and ask...whether she regrets it.

After all, Crocodile Zhan doesn't care who is the master of this sea area.

He just couldn't let go of the hatred in his heart, or in other words, couldn't let go of Ziyan's betrayal.

"Who the hell are you, and why is my clan's holy decree in your hands?"

Crocodile Zhan took a deep breath, his expression gradually calmed down.

Based on his understanding of his father, it is absolutely impossible to hand over this order easily.

What's more, his father's soul sea has the divine seal passed down by his crocodile ancestor himself.

This seal is a symbol of the identity of the leader of the Tiancrocodile clan, and its power is overwhelming.

In other words, no one can easily pry open father's sea of ​​souls to search for souls.

"Look again, what is this?"

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, and in the sea of ​​pills, the fairy source bloomed with brilliance.

On the entire deserted island, auras suddenly gathered together, all of them gathered in Ling Xiao alone.

But Crocodile Zhan's eyes widened the moment he felt the fairy source.

"You... who are you!! Why do you have a fairy source and a clan order?!"

Crocodile Zhan's eyes widened, his mind was full of emotions.

If he kills this young man, won't he not only be able to return to his ancestral land, but also... an extra celestial fortune?

"At this moment, you still can't see who I am!!"

Ling Xiao sneered, with an undeniable majesty in his tone.

A ray of spiritual power surged across the world in an instant, shattering thousands of miles of wind and clouds into nothingness.

The faces of Ao Xun and Crocodile Zhan froze almost instantly, especially when they felt the terrifying power of the soul, there was a flash of fear from the bottom of their hearts in their eyes.

"You...you are father?!"

At this moment, Crocodile Zhan suddenly thought of something.

Clan order, immortal source, soul power that is almost comparable to the ninth rank of a god emperor! !

As we all know, if the strong man falls and is reborn or seizes his home, his own realm will inevitably fall.

But the level of spirit and soul may be completely preserved.

This is what is often said to be innately full of soul power, and it is also a common trick cheat.

And the coincidence of these three appearing in one person made Crocodile Zhan think of many things.

Could it be that this human race boy was taken away by his father? !

"Who do you call daddy? I don't have a cheap son like you."

Ling Xiao casually threw the Golden Scale Clan Token into Crocodile Zhan's hands, "I came to Sea Territory only to fulfill a promise. I'll give you the Clan Token, and the rest is up to you."

"What? Promise? Is it possible...you met your father? Young Master Liubu, do you know where my father is now?"

Crocodile Zhan took a step forward, and instantly appeared in front of Ling Xiao, with excitement in his eyes.

Did he guess wrong?

Wasn't the father trapped by Ziyan?

"Crocodile Ni has been shattered physically and mentally. When I met him back then, he only had a remnant soul left. He gave me this fairy source and asked me to promise him one thing."

Ling Xiao looked indifferent, as if he had no interest in the ancestral land of the crocodile.

With the power in his hands, it is not impossible to kill the Jiaoren patriarch.

But if you want to kill a god emperor who is at the peak of the eighth rank, you must pay some price.

not to mention

However, Crocodile Zhan is the orthodox of Tian Crocodile, and if he takes him into the ancestral land, it will definitely save a lot of trouble.

After all, there are still remnants of crocodiles in this ancestral land, who knows if there are any strong people of the ninth rank.

"What? Who killed my father?"

"How do I know! I handed over the patriarchal order to you, and I have fulfilled my promise. Let me leave."

Ling Xiao turned around to leave, but saw Ao Xun descending from the sky, blocking his way.

"Young man, since you were entrusted by the old patriarch, why did you invite the Purple Emperor to come and slaughter my Jiaoren clan?"

At this time, there was a hint of guard in his eyes, and with his experience and temperament, he could easily feel that there was a hint of conspiracy in it.

However, if it was a conspiracy, how could this boy return the clan order to Crocodile Zhan so easily?

Wouldn't it be more appropriate to use this as bait?

"And how do I know whether your Jiaoren tribe surrendered to the young master Crocodile Zhan, or... want to control him?"

Ling Xiao's eyes were calm, and he didn't feel nervous at all because of Ao Xun's suspicion.

"So, you appear as a villain, not only can you test the Jiaoren, but you can also relax Zihuang's vigilance?"

Crocodile Zhan suddenly realized, nodded slightly, and finally bowed to Ling Xiao, "Young master... wise! Elder Ao, don't let me go!"

"Hey, the Son of Destiny has admiration for the villain and dissatisfaction with the slave. Congratulations to the host for plundering 500 luck points, and the villain is worth 5,000 points."

"Is this the beginning?"

Ling Xiao sneered in his heart, but there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

This is the difference between Destiny Child and the villain.

The Son of Destiny, with a pure character, knows how to repay kindness.

Even if he clearly needs Xianyuan to open up his ancestral land, he will never kill innocent people indiscriminately, and repay his kindness with revenge, otherwise, wouldn't it be a human being?

Even if he has greed in his heart, he will not show it too much on the surface, he will only use emotion and rationalize it.

This is going to be Ling Xiao, I don't care if you are here to do the hammer, snatch the fairy source, and it will be settled once and for all, why bother to involve too much cause and effect?

This journey to immortality is vast, and every step of the way is frightening.

Everyone knows that others are not for themselves, and heaven and earth will perish, let alone cultivators.

If it is innocent, how many people who walk this way are really innocent?

Compete with heaven and earth, and compete with all spirits.

In the end, among those who have achieved eternal supremacy, which one does not have thousands of bones and seas of blood floating under their feet?

Dare you say they all deserve to die?

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