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At this moment, everyone, including Ye Liuyun and others, had a trace of dullness and...shock on their faces.

Lord of Donghua Sect!

The famous great powerhouse in the Northern Desolation! !

Actually because of this Young Master Ling Xiao, he knelt down! !

How Incredible is this? How vigorous?

It's not an exaggeration to describe it as a Ge Shi Wushuang, right?

"interesting."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, and the look at the old man down the mountain became more and more interesting.

In fact, one Wei Wuchen is enough to crush this group of stinky fish and shrimps without him.

But he really didn't expect this Dongyoudao to be so bold.

What the strong dignity of the sect, the will to die than surrender seems to be not worth mentioning in his eyes.

"Because of the awesomeness of the son, this old man came in fear to see the son, seeing the son, the admiration in my heart is rolling like a river!"

"Today, I rushed to a thousand miles to visit and present my Donghua Sect's divine tool, Taixu Ding. I hope that the son can give Youdao a bit of face and accept this thin gift."

"I know that a divine tool is worthless to the son, but it is a good intention, son! Please accept it!"

When the words fell, Dong Youdao waved his palm, and saw a clear light suddenly flew from his cuff, and Ling Xiao grasped it in his hand.

"A low-grade artifact?"

In just a few words, Ling Xiao knew that Dong Youdao was an old dog.

Just now he just released a wisp of Dengxian consciousness to him, this old licking dog actually knelt immediately!

However, this feeling of being licked everywhere is really comfortable.

Begging others to accept the only sect artifact!

Kneeling and licking so naturally can't be practiced in one or two days.

No wonder Donghua Zong can stand upright in the Northern Desolation for hundreds of years.

"Do you like it?"

Ling Xiao turned his head to look at Ye Qingchan, with a very gentle tone.

"The son... the son?!"

Ye Qingchan was a little startled.

The son meant to give this artifact to me?

This is an artifact! !

As one of the strongest forces in the Northern Desolation, Donghua Sect also only has this artifact.

And the Xuanjian Sect has been passed down to this day, and only his father Ye Liuyun has a green bird sword that symbolizes the status of the suzerain, which is a low-grade artifact!

It can be said that in this northern barren land, the artifact is the key to determining the luck of the sect.

Young Master Ling Xiao...Give yourself a magical tool in front of so many people?

What an honor is this? !

What a blessing! !

Ye Liuyun's old face suddenly smiled into a small chrysanthemum.

Gan!

It seems that Young Master Ling Xiao's relationship with Qing Chan is already quite deep!

He handed out a divine tool at hand. How could it be compared to Chu Yang, do he have the same style of boldness?

No, they don't deserve to have names in front of the son!

"If you like it, just accept it. The artifact is of no use to me."

Ling Xiao casually threw the Taixu Ding to Ye Qingchan, and she felt a pain in the eyes.

Son, this is an artifact!

Anyway, you also like it, and it's not in vain that I kneel and lick it hard.

Just another thought, Dong Youdao was relieved.

It would be nice to accept it.

Although this Young Master Ling Xiao didn't have half aura fluctuations in his body, the power in his eyes just now made him feel as deep and terrible as a great abyss.

This is not only a son of the Holy Land with terrible origins, but also a peerless talent with terrifying cultivation!

At this time, the disciple of the young girl under the mountain looked at Ye Qingchan, with jealousy visibly shining in his eyes.

Why?

So can Ye Qingchan be favored by Young Master Ling Xiao alone?

Where am I worse than her?

Thinking like this, many great saints, dynasty princesses, and some proud goddesses in the eyes of the Northern Desolation Proud children have begun to quietly pull down their rotator sleeves, revealing their savage waists, and what's more, they straighten their chests, just wish they could grow tall at least one point. Young Master Ling Xiao did not take a look at them.

"Just now you said that Chu Yang is your nephew?"

Ling Xiao turned his head to look at Chu Batian, his eyes a little gloomy.

But after another thought, he wanted to understand the relationship between the two.

I'm afraid that Chu Yang's little family's identity was due to his later demise.

This Chu Batian might really be his uncle, who fought for power with Chu Yang's father and exiled their family to the mountains.

According to the original routine, Chu Yang supposed to ascend the sword road and become the power of the first heavenly arrogant of Xuanjian sect.

Unexpectedly, today Chu Batian took the initiative to send it to the door.

Unfortunately, Chu Yang is dead.

Otherwise, Ling Xiao would be able to watch a good show.

With Ye Liuyun and Ye Qingchan backing their backs, this Chu Batian could really retreat in Xuanjian Sect.

"Not bad!"

The golden light of Chu Batian's whole body flickered again, and there was a faint dragon roar resounding through the sky and the earth.

"The original way of the emperor, no wonder it's so indifferent to life and death."

Ling Xiao nodded, everyone didn't see him moving at all, and Chu Batian trembled inexplicably, and his whole body aura instantly wilted.

"Chu Yang has been killed by me, are you trying to seek revenge for him?"

Ling Xiao sneered. In the early stage of the Soul Sea Realm, even if he didn't use the real Divine body of the Demon, he could easily be crushed by his surface strength alone.

Besides, Ling Xiao's soul is now comparable to Immortal, even if Wei Wuchen sees him, he feels terrified.

What's more, the imperial way of these four desolations has no name at all.

Those real ancient emperors in the Holy Land, every word and deed are accompanied by thunder, and fly like the real dragon in the sky.

It's ridiculous, a false emperor in a barren land dared to pretend to be forced in front of him.

"You actually killed Chu Yang?!"

Chu Batian screamed, scaring many powerful people around him trembling.

This Chu Batian really does not want to live or die.

Sect Master Donghua knelt down, and he even dared to yell at Young Master Ling Xiao!

If it annoys Young Master Ling Xiao, none of them can leave today.

At this time, many powerful people have already expressed regret.

Why do they have to join in the fun!

The Xuanjian Sect's background is tempting, but it also has to be taken by living person, right?

When did Ye Liuyun, the old fox, hugged Young Master Ling Xiao's thigh?

A peerless son like him, he must have a background in the Holy Land, right?

"killed."

Ling Xiao grinned, there was no warmth on his face.

The world was instantly suppressed, and faint clouds spread from the top of the mountain.

"Heaven will not reincarnate him! Killed well! Chu Yang, a traitor, I searched for him for five years, but I didn't expect him to hide in the Profound Sword Sect!" [1

Chu Batian was dressed in gold and stood proudly in front of him, and his tone was still as domineering as before, but what was wrong with what he said?

"Thank you, Young Master Ling Xiao, for taking care of my Tyrant Dynasty affairs. Xiao Tian didn't report it, and I will sent you a hundred years of accumulation to show my sincere heart!

Everyone stared blankly at the dynasty lord with a straight waist, and swallowed after a long while.

Xiao Tian?

Chu Batian? !

The dignified king of Chu, when he became famous, he ruled the Northern Desolation with absolute dominance.

At first, everyone thought that today he would inevitably prove the truth by death, but they didn't expect...

Not to mention, his approach to perfection is quite unique. We villains don't want to be a stepping stone.