Fantasy: Fishing for the Innate Holy Body Taoist Fetus at the beginning

"I said, why didn't you say anything along the way?"

Li Yuanyuan looked at Ling Xiao and asked curiously.

"If you could be quieter, I might consider it."

Ling Xiao was speechless. After glancing at Li Yuanyuan, he quickened his pace.

This Li Yuanyuan is simply a chatterbox.

Not long ago, he even complained about him in front of him.

Now he can still act as if nothing happened. Pull yourself to chat.

How big of a heart do you have to have to do this?

"Haha, I didn’t expect that the majestic Emperor Ling Xiao would have a habit of cutting off his sleeves. It’s really a shame for us!"

Suddenly a harsh sound came, and Ling Xiao's footsteps paused slightly.

"Did you hear it? There seem to be several dogs barking here?"

After stopping, Ling Xiao turned his head slightly and looked at Li Yuanyuan beside him.

"dog? Where, where?"

Li Yuanyuan looked around curiously after hearing this.

"You, well, what a Lingxiao Emperor"

"What kind of hero do I think you are? It seems that you are just a clown who knows how to talk and talk~"

The man was furious when he saw this.

He immediately taunted

"All you can do is talk the talk?"

"So today I will tell you to take a good look at my words."

Ling Xiao smiled instead of being angry when he heard this. He opened his mouth and a dark divine light of bliss instantly came out. The man was accidentally penetrated by this black light.

The next moment, he fell heavily to the ground.

He couldn't get up again!

"He is indeed the legendary Emperor Ling Xiao, and his decisive and decisive temper is exactly as rumored."

"However, if you take action at Nanhuang's birthday banquet, aren't you afraid that Nanhuang will blame you?"

Just after Ling Xiao dealt with the unknown guy, a bloody figure appeared in front of everyone.

"how? Are you losing your composure so quickly?"

Ling Xiao was calm and composed, as if he had expected it. He sneered at the young man in red who appeared in front of him.

He dared to act provocatively even though he knew he was Ling Xiao. This guy was obviously well prepared. He was seeking his own death. Ling Xiao had seen this before, but he still rushed forward knowing that he was going to die.

Ling Xiao didn't believe that there was no one behind this.

"I am bleeding Qianli, you should know who I am, right?"

Xue Qianli did not answer Ling Xiao's words, but introduced himself.

"You know, just a dead person."

Ling Xiao chuckled and took a step forward. A dark black lotus rose from Ling Xiao's feet.

The next moment, Ling Xiao ducked behind Xue Qianli.

A hand came out without warning. to fall

"Don't hurt my young master!!"

In the midst of this electric light and flint, a rough-faced man suddenly appeared in front of Ling Xiao and wanted to block Ling Xiao's blow.

But his movements were fast, and Ling Xiao's was faster.

The moment this rough-faced man appeared, , Ling Xiao disappeared again.

When he reappeared, he was already standing in front of Xue Qianli.

The blue-white energy was also ready, and Ling Xiao's fingers had already been fixed on Xue Qianli's forehead.

"how?"

Ling Xiao looked at the master and servant in front of him casually, his eyes full of joking.

Xue Qianli, the second candidate for the evil emperor.

His reputation among the evil sect is second only to his own.

The reason for coming here to find trouble is natural. It goes without saying.

Although Ling Xiao is not interested in the title of Evil Emperor, it does not mean that all cats and dogs can come up to him and show off their power.

"It is indeed powerful, but you should never challenge the majesty of my Blood Slaughter Sect!!"

"Even if you are the Holy Son of Tiandao Sect!!"

Facing Ling Xiao's plan, Xue Qianli turned a blind eye.

Looking at Ling Xiao, his eyes were filled with anger and hatred.

"oh?"

Ling Xiao retracted his finger and curiously looked at Xue Qianli in front of him.

He is not young, but definitely not more than a thousand years old.

Regardless of his aura, he should be a strong man in the extreme realm.

This talent is not good or bad. Bad.

But it is a bit far-fetched to say that this person can be related to the hidden world.

Is it possible that the Blood Slaughter Sect accepts disciples without looking at talent?

"Blood Qianli, Young Master of the Blood Slaughter Sect"

"Fellow Taoist Lingxiao, please!"

Xue Qianli slightly cupped his hands, and it seemed that he was not ready to take action again.

"The young master of the Blood Slaughter Sect?"

Ling Xiao's mouth curled up slightly when he heard this.

No wonder such an ordinary talent can speak on behalf of the Blood Slaughter Sect.

It turned out to be a birth problem

"Yes, I know you are the Holy Son of Tiandao Sect, but since you have provoked my Blood Slaughter Sect, then don’t think about leaving the Southern Territory alive!"

Xue Qianli looked at Ling Xiao and sneered.

"You're quite good at bragging, but just because of your blood-slaying sect, it doesn't seem to be a bit interesting, right?"

Ling Xiao said disdainfully after hearing this.

The Blood Slaughter Sect's strength is not very good, and it is simply a dream to keep him here.

"What if my Jueqing Sect is added to the mix?"

Suddenly a familiar figure appeared.

It was Murong Qing'er who had met Ling Xiao before.

Behind her were two invisible men in black robes.

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