Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

In other words, in the soul world, Qingyang is equivalent to the god who controls the world, and can crush all enemies.

It's just that different from Qin Wupo's ghost world, Qingyang's soul world seems to be more mysterious, with the body of nine shadows, and the breath realm is exactly the same.

I'm afraid that even people in the holy realm will end up dying once they enter this realm.

"The inheritance classics of the Shadow Soul Palace...how could the master of the Qingyang Palace know the skills of this temple?"

At this time, the elder of the Killing Temple finally came to his senses, and looked at Qingyang with a puzzled expression.

although! !

The identity of the Lord of the Killing God Hall does not conflict with the successor of the Shadow Soul Hall.

However, the premise is that Qingyang has been approved by the God of Death, and merged with the God of Death's imprint related to identity.

Otherwise, if a descendant of the Shadow Soul Palace sits on the seat of the Lord of the Killing God Palace, what is the meaning of the existence of this force?

Shadow Soul Hall pawn?vassal?running dog?

Inexplicably, the complexions of many experts in the Temple of Killing were gloomy, and there was a glimmer of thought in their eyes.

Now it seems that Xia Chen's fall must have hidden many secrets.

And for the past 300 years, Qingyang has indeed suppressed and expelled all doubters in the Temple of Killing.

However, the sudden appearance of the young master of the Ling clan broke everyone's worries again.

As long as Ling Xiao can kill Qingyang today, maybe the Temple of Killing God can get rid of the control of the Temple of Shadow Soul and regain its former glory.

What's more, Qingyang has not really integrated the mark of the killing god from the beginning to the end, so how can he be the master of the temple of killing him?

"Young master, be careful. This technique is extremely terrifying. You can transform into nine shadows to kill the enemy. If you want to break the offensive, you can only enter the soul world with the soul, but in this way..."

Chi Luo's tone was dignified. In her opinion, this exercise was incomprehensible.

At least in the present age, it is very difficult for anyone to compete with Qingyang in spirit.

"Oh? Soul enters the world?"

The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth raised an inexplicable arc. Compared with his spiritual cultivation, what is really terrifying about him is his physical body and soul.

Especially after merging Gutian's soul power, his soul realm has stepped into the level of the supreme earth, and there are supreme gods such as the void god dagger and the aboriginal talisman sitting in the soul sea. How can Qing Cang contemporary? Who can fight him?

Of course, on weekdays, Ling Xiao hardly reveals the background of his soul, after all... Once someone knows that his soul is so terrifying, they will definitely be wary in the future.

But today, since he wanted to suppress Qingyang, he could only enter the Soul Realm to fight against him.

"Ling Xiao, I will give you one more chance at the end. I will retreat now. I can let go of the past for everything I did before, otherwise... I am afraid it will be difficult for you to walk down Qingyao Mountain today."

Qingyang raised his head, looked at the black-clothed figure above his head, his eyes were calm and authentic.

That's right, Ling Xiao is very strong, unparalleled in swordsmanship.

However, since he played this hole card to expose his identity, let alone a person of dignity, even a strong person in the holy realm will not escape death.

"Is it?"

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, his eyes were gentle.

In the next moment, he stepped out in one step and landed towards Qingyang.

"Ok?"

Seeing this scene, Qingyang was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes became more sinister and sarcastic.

It seems that this young master of the Ling clan is very confident in his own strength.

Even though Chi Luo had reminded him just now, it was obvious that Ling Xiao didn't care.

"Ling Xiao, you have the guts!"

Qingyang sneered, and the eight shadows suddenly moved towards eight directions.

In just a moment, an ancient realm of spirit and soul suddenly manifested into the void, resembling a sea of ​​stars, suppressing all things.

But Ling Xiao's figure fell directly into the world and disappeared.

"Little Lord!!"

Chi Luo's pretty face changed, and her eyes trembled.

Although! !

Today, Ling Xiao used his sword to kill the sky and beat Qingyang hard, and he has already proved his talent.

However, no matter how many means he has, once he enters the boundary, it will be difficult to break free from Qingyang's palm.

Could it be that today...she made a wrong bet?

"Elder Yu, later... if Young Master Ling Xiao fails to walk out of the soul world, I hope you will... take care of Xia Chen's descendants in the future. As long as she can integrate the mark of the killing god, she still has a chance to regain the position of the palace master."

Chi Luo sighed softly, and looked at Bai Ling, who was surrounded by everyone, with guilt.

At this time, she didn't know at all that the real descendant of Xia Chen was the girl who stood beside Bai Ling like a maid.

Of course, what she didn't even know was that the current Yu Yi had already been planted with a soul seal by Ling Xiao, and became a soul slave.

"Brother will not lose."

Before Yu Yi could open his mouth, Bai Ling shook his head suddenly, and said firmly with his eyes.

"Ok?"

Chi Luo's pretty face froze for a moment, but Yu Yi also nodded, "Holy Maiden Chi Luo can just wait at ease, the young master's means are beyond what ordinary people can guess."

Now that he is the soul slave of Ling Xiao, he has naturally seen the terrifying spirit of the young master of the Ling clan.

More importantly, Yu Yi didn't think that Ling Xiao was a big-hearted person.

Since he dared to enter the Soul Realm, he must have enough confidence...to kill Qingyang!

Chapter 1377, Supreme Soul

"But…"

Chi Luo hesitated to speak, his eyes were extremely complicated.

She knows Qingyang's methods better than anyone else.

And once Ling Xiao is defeated, it may be too late for them to leave.

"It's nothing to worry about, I said, brother, I won't lose."

Bai Ling gave Chi Luo a cold look. She didn't have the slightest resistance to this woman's past, she just didn't like people who questioned Ling Xiao.

Be it the past or the future, all regrets and expectations are vain.

Only elder brother, it is fate, reincarnation, the end of karma, the end of time... It is not a burden.

If he loses, in the future... who else is worth waiting for?

"Hey."

In the end, Chi Luo sighed lightly and didn't say another word.

At this time, she had secretly made up her mind that no matter what happens later, this time... she must protect Xia Chen's bloodline.

300 years of remorse have already exhausted her physically and mentally, and life and death are really not worth mentioning to her.

And the reason why the mark of the killing god is in her hands is actually a backhand that Chi Luo prepared for herself back then.

Based on her understanding of Qingyang, she had long guessed that the latter would definitely attack her after killing Xia Chen.

Therefore, long before she attacked Xia Chen, she tricked the killing god's mark from him.

And because of this, the remorse in Chi Luo's heart is like a maggot attached to the bone, tormenting her all the time for 300 years.

I still remember that day, Chi Luo once asked Xia Chen himself, who was more important between his identity and the identity of the Lord of the Killing God.

And Xia Chen didn't hesitate at all, and handed over the imprint representing the majesty of the killing god to her hands.

But in the end, Chi Luo chose the sect and betrayed Xia Chen.

Originally, she was just in pain and hated Qingyang, but she didn't feel wrong.

After all, Xia Chen fell, and in exchange for thousands of lives of the sect, she had no choice.

But now it seems that she still underestimated her feelings for Xia Chen.

It has been 300 years, and Chi Luo has been in pain all the time. If she had believed in Xia Chen more, just like the girl in front of her is to Ling Xiao, would there be other choices?

He will not lose.

In one sentence, what kind of affection and obsession are contained.

Great love, speechless, only...believe in him like fate.

"Om."

But at this time, in the Zhenyuan Soul Realm, Ling Xiao looked at the world in front of him in surprise.

I saw that this place is no longer the top of Qingyao Mountain, but a desolate and ancient mystical space.

Qingyang stood tall in the sky, with a proud expression, and the rushing aura around him had reached the level of the eighth rank of the Holy Realm.

Obviously, the mystery of this Shadow Soul Palace classic lies in this.

If you don't enter the soul world, you will have one soul and nine bodies to fight against the enemy at the same time.

And once entering the soul world, the cultivation of the person who spreads the world will be the combination of the nine incarnations into one.

Just now Ling Xiao swung his sword and killed an incarnation of Qingyang, so at this time his realm is the eighth rank of the Holy Realm.

Otherwise, the current him should be at the pinnacle of the ninth rank.

"Ling Xiao, Chi Luo should tell you my identity, right?"

Qingyang's figure descended from the sky, looking at the young man in front of him with cold eyes.

After all, there is no deep hatred between him and Ling Xiao, all the conflicts are on Xia Chen.

And just like Ling Xiao, Qingyang has always firmly believed that there is nothing in this world that cannot be betrayed.

"Heir of Shadow Soul Palace?"

Ling Xiao nodded and chuckled, his eyes casually surveyed the soul world in front of him.

At this moment, he could feel that this space had completely blocked the fluctuation of spiritual power, and even the physical and blood power seemed to be completely imprisoned by a strange force.

In other words, fighting here can only rely on the power of the soul.

"Young Master Ling Xiao, you and I have no deep hatred, so why bother to die? Although I admire your righteousness and integrity, sometimes... this kind of righteousness will harm you."

Qingyang smiled sinisterly, and he never concealed the threat in his tone.

In this Zhenyuan Soul Realm, not to mention a respectable young man, he would dare to fight even a supreme powerhouse.

only! !

Killing Ling Xiao will do a lot of harm to Qingyang, but not a single benefit.

Even with the dominance of the Ling clan, his end would be extremely miserable.

If the two can take a step back, today's farce will be completely over.

One Chi Luo and one Yu Yi dared to act presumptuously in Qingyao Mountain, they simply did not know how to live or die.

Now that the Mark of the Killing God has appeared, Chi Luo took the lead in violating the oath of the Dao Heart, so... there is nothing to worry about.

Not only will Chi Luo die, but the entire Yaochi Holy Land will pay the price for her betrayal...

"Oh, what are you trying to say?"

Ling Xiao nodded indifferently, and finally set his eyes on Qingyang.

At this time, he has fully understood the power and influence of this soul world, so... a Qingyang without luck, it is impossible to stir up any storms.

"Everyone knows that Young Master Ling Xiao is righteous and unique in the world, but if Young Master loses today, no one will believe... Xia Chen is innocent, and Young Master will be the one who protects evil spirits, and his reputation will be ruined in one fell swoop."

Qingyang had a look of regret, but Ling Xiao suddenly smiled brightly, "Master Qingyang is worrying too much. I never care what the world thinks of me, and... I will not lose."

"You won't lose?"

Qingyang laughed back in anger, his whole body overwhelming with holy power.

Around him, countless soul patterns condensed, outlining a picture scroll of mountains and rivers, a map of the stars in the sky.