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In his hands, the envoy of the Holy Cult has long since lost his human form, but his body is still alive, obviously not dead.

"Greetings... my lord!"

Ye Qingchan's pretty face froze almost instantly when Taoist Taixuan bowed down.

Even at this time, even the ancient soul in her sea of ​​souls was unbelievably screaming.

"How is it possible? How could this Taixuan Daoist bow his head to the Heavenly Demon?!"

"Taoist has worked hard."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, and looked coldly at the envoy of the Holy Cult with spiteful eyes, "Envoy, it seems that you have miscalculated."

After the words fell, Ling Xiao shook his palm, and the ancient magic blade appeared in his hand instantly, and then stabbed towards the eyebrow of the envoy.

"My lord! No!"

Daoist Taixuan shook his head and sighed softly.

"The souls of the elders of the holy religion are all restricted. Once the souls are destroyed, they will definitely be noticed by the divine master."

"Oh? This means..."

Ling Xiao frowned slightly. Sure enough, there must be some ulterior secrets between the Blood Soul Temple and the Holy Cult.

"I will help the lord take out his soul, and the lord can prepare a Taoist artifact to seal his soul."

The figure of Taoist Taixuan gradually became illusory, and Ling Xiao immediately stopped hesitating, took out a Dao tripod from the Qiankun Ring, and handed it to Taoist Taixuan.

"Buzz!"

The latter clenched his palm suddenly, and saw that the envoy of the Holy Cult suddenly showed a hint of unwillingness on his face. In the end, his soul left his body and was sealed into the cauldron by Taoist Taixuan.

"You will regret it. There are countless eyeliners of my Holy Cult in Xijiang. Once I disappear, the God Lord must be aware of it. At that time, you will all die!!!"

The envoy roared angrily, his tone full of resentment.

"Oh? Thank you for letting me know."

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Ling Xiao's face, and a shadowy figure appeared beside him, and then...

Under the stunned gaze of the envoy of the Holy Cult, he transformed into his appearance.

I... shit? !

Chapter 437: Asgard's Successor

"My lord, I can't last long with this spiritual body. Master Long Jiang asked me to send a message. The evil dragon guards are already training. Please rest assured, my lord."

Taoist Taixuan bowed and bowed, and his figure finally disappeared.

But Ling Xiao looked at the Dao Ding in his hand, his eyes were cold.

Sealing the soul means that it is impossible to search for the information in the sea of ​​souls of the envoy.

However, this person is now the shackles in the urn, and he has plenty of time to torture him.

loyalty?

Hehe, there is no such thing as absolute loyalty in this world.

It's just that... the chips for betrayal are not enough or... the pain is not enough.

"Buzz!"

The magic knife was cut out, instantly devouring the envoy's body, and a golden light fell, which was held by Ling Xiaoyi in his hand.

"God's order."

Ling Xiao nodded and smiled, and threw it to the shadow, "From today onwards, you are the envoy of the Holy Cult, go and find the trace of Xia Feng, the prince of Daxia, and let the world believe that he is a devil! A true devil!"

"Yes!"

Die Ying bowed and bowed, and his figure disappeared instantly.

"You will regret it!! You will definitely regret it!!"

Hearing this, the soul sealed in the cauldron roared angrily, but when he saw Ling Xiao's lowered eyes, a chill suddenly appeared in his heart.

"How...how to deal with you?"

Ling Xiao turned his head and glanced at Ye Qingchan, only to see that at this time, the girl's face was also a little pale, and there was even a hint of fear in her eyes.

It's just that this trace of emotion was not revealed by Ye Qingchan herself, but produced by the ancient soul in her soul sea.

Heavenly Demon's method... She has seen it before.

It was very inexplicable, at this moment, a trace of regret suddenly appeared in Gu Hun's heart.

If she knew this, she shouldn't have exposed it prematurely.

As long as Ye Qingchan practiced step by step, the two souls would eventually merge.

But now...

"Qingchan, you wait for me in the Temple of Heaven, I will finish cleaning up these ants first."

Ling Xiao gently rubbed the girl's pretty face, then held the ancient tripod in his hand, and fell towards the bottom.

There, a beautiful figure in white began to frantically flee towards the distance.

"Want to escape? This is...my world."

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, and stepped forward. Lei Yi flashed behind him instantly, and blocked Qiu Qinghan in just a moment.

"Young Master Qiu, we meet again."

At this time, Qiu Qinghan was still dressed in white, her hair was tied up, and she was dressed like a young man.

Only this time, there was no trace of coldness and arrogance on her face, but a dignified look on her face.

After seeing Ling Xiao's methods and ruthlessness, she had already grown awe of this seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy from the bottom of her heart.

"Hey, the girl of destiny is in awe. Congratulations to the host for plundering 300 luck points, and the villain for 3000 points."

"Young Master Xiao..."

There was a bitterness on Qiu Qinghan's pretty face.

Although she had long felt that there was a terrifying magic in Ling Xiao's body.

But she really didn't expect that this notorious descendant of the Ling clan turned out to be the taboo demon body that the Holy Cult was looking for so hard!

Omen! !

This name made her terrified, but she was inexplicably looking forward to it...

"I didn't expect Mr. Qiu to be a member of the Holy Cult. What a pity... Ben and Mr. You hit it off right away, but when we meet again, things are different."

Ling Xiao sighed softly, but the corners of his mouth curled up in amusement.

Now that Qiu Qinghan knew his identity, instead of despairing, he felt awe?

In this way, is it possible...to subdue it?

"Young Master is wrong. Not only am I not a member of the Holy Cult, but on the contrary, I hate the Holy Cult to death."

Qiu Qinghan sighed, and looked at Ling Xiao calmly.

"Oh? Young Master Qiu thinks that I will let you go?"

"What's the difference between dying today and dying tomorrow? They're all just dying. If the holy religion is not eliminated, this world will always be a cage."

But what Ling Xiao didn't expect was that after hearing the words, Qiu Qinghan only shook his head, his eyes faintly revealing sadness.

"Who are you?"

"Cold Moon Immortal Palace, Han Qingqiu."

Qiu Qinghan pulled off the hairpin that was tied on top of her head, her black hair fell down like a waterfall, and her picturesque and beautiful face immediately revealed a touch of coquettishness.

Although, Ling Xiao has seen many peerless women.

But I have to say that this cold and clear autumn has a different temperament.

There are three points of delicacy hidden in the corners of the brows and eyes, seven points of stunning.

Such as the appearance in the mirror, the shadow under the moon, the person in the painting, and waking up from sleep.

Gentle and demure, not stained with common dust, but there is a kind of inseparable, fresh out of the world.

Take off the disguise to see the surprise.

"It's really you."

But at this moment, Ling Xiao was not surprised at all.

As early as the first time he saw Qiu Qinghan, he probably guessed the latter's identity.

For a peerless evildoer that even the Empress Dowager Daxia doesn't pay attention to, the background behind him must be extremely terrifying.

Looking at the western border, I am afraid that only the heirs of the ancient clan who are above the imperial dynasty have such courage.

"So, behind the Hanyue Immortal Palace is also the holy religion?"

With Ling Xiao's method, it is actually more convenient to directly search for the soul to capture Xia Han Qingqiu.

Can…

After all, this woman still has 3800 points of luck, and she is the person next to the envoy of the Holy Cult.

If you use it as a secret and fall into the game, there may be unexpected surprises.

"Yes, and no! Everyone knows that the former master of my Hanyue Immortal Palace ascended to the upper realm and left the secret of becoming a fairy, but they don't know that the palace owner was actually killed by the Holy Cult. The current Hanyue Immortal Palace is just a holy religion. The supported puppet is used to control Xijiang."

A trace of killing intent flashed in Han Qingqiu's beautiful eyes, but Ling Xiao just nodded calmly.

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now it's right.

Regardless of any sect or force, they will never allow anyone to override themselves.

The eight great dynasties have always believed in iron and blood killing, so how could they allow an ancient sect with no more than a thousand people to occupy the central holy place with the most spiritual energy in Western Xinjiang?

There must be something tricky in it.

If we say that the master of Hanyue Palace has a high level of cultivation, but her realm is no more than the realm of a god emperor, she has not escaped the shackles, and she is not enough to deter the Eight Dynasties.

Of course, Daoist Taixuan is an exception.

After all, he was a figure thousands of years ago, and he dared not provoke him easily, let alone the god emperors of the fifth and sixth ranks in Eastern Xinjiang.

only! !

To Ling Xiao's surprise, Han Qingqiu seemed to be only twenty years old, so how did he know such secrets?

"So, why do you hate the holy religion?"

If something goes wrong, there must be something strange.

There must be a huge secret hidden in Han Qingqiu.

Could it be... another reborn person?

"My son may not know that in the past 300 years in the land of Western Xinjiang, every few decades, there will be famous monsters and powerful people who disappear. According to my guess, these people should all be killed by the holy religion. They have a common The point is... to embrace the principles of the Tao.”

"Ok?"

Ling Xiao's eyes froze, and a chill suddenly appeared in his heart.

It's not that he hasn't thought about this issue.

After all, although the god emperor powerhouses he has seen today are powerful, there are very few who comprehend the principles of Taoism.

Even if there are a few human beings who come by occasionally, they are just some first-rank or second-rank god emperors, and they are not very old.

But looking at the thousand-year history of Shengzhou, whoever broke the void and ascended to the upper realm is not a genius.

Why has Shengzhou suddenly become lonely in the past 300 years?

Originally, Ling Xiao thought that the spiritual power in this world was starting to dry up.

But when he heard what Han Qingqiu said, he suddenly had a bold guess in his heart.

300 years, is it a coincidence?