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Chapter 979 Sacred Sun Religion

Xin Li caught Di Dan and smiled bitterly, "Junior brother, are you slapping your senior brother in the face?"

It is not a problem for Feng Lingtian to securely win the first throne with this big bag of imperial pills, but Feng Lingtian gave him all these imperial pills, and Wu Ning gave him the position of the first throne.

Although Xin Li also wanted to win the first throne with his own strength, just like his master back then.

However, the strength shown by his junior brother is the first emperor, as well as this big bag of imperial pills.

Xin Li doesn’t want to be shameless and win the first throne like this!

"Senior brother, do you know that I like to be low-key? If you don't want these imperial pills, then give them to Senior Brother Qi or Senior Sister Sun. The first throne is fine in our Xiaoaogong's hands anyway." Feng Lingtian spread his hands and said.

After hearing Feng Lingtian's words, the few people laughed. They couldn't see what his junior brother had in a "low-key" way.

"Feng Lingtian, you are so ruthless that you actually killed my junior brother. I will fight you!" A Earth Emperor from Lingwu Pavilion shouted in surprise and wanted to kill Feng Lingtian.

Before Feng Lingtian could take action, Xin Li took action again and repelled the Earth Emperor from Lingwu Pavilion with one move.

"You should know who is causing trouble before you are not accusing you of trouble. Your junior brother kept humiliating me, Xiao Aogong and my junior brother, and even had the idea of ​​killing my junior brother. He deserved it. If you want to avenge him, we don't mind sending you all on the way!" Xin Li shouted at the people in Lingwu Pavilion with a stern voice.

The people from Lingwu Pavilion wanted to say something again, but Bai Yuemei stopped them and said, "This is a fair duel. Life and death are destined to be in the abyss of war. Let's go!"

"Junior sister, you... Senior Brother Leng likes you so much, how could you forget about it?" A Lingwu Pavilion Earth Emperor said dissatisfied.

Bai Yuemei said, "I am no match for them, I don't want to die in vain." After pausing, she said, "When I leave here, I will report this to the elders in the cabinet after I go back, and everything will be decided by them!"

After saying that, she put away Leng Feng's body, then glanced at Feng Lingtian, and sighed for no reason in her heart.

She had no idea that her senior brother would have killed her because of her affairs.

However, she did not blame Feng Lingtian, but just blamed herself for mercy and revenge for chasing Feng Lingtian, and did not stop her senior brother from repeatedly provoking Feng Lingtian. She felt that all this was caused by her and felt extremely guilty.

With the end of this competition, the War Abyss was opened again and everyone could go out.

The name of the first emperor of this generation undoubtedly fell on Xin Li's head, and the name of the second killing emperor was also won by Qi Yang of Xiaoaogong. The third killing emperor fell on Bai Yuemei of Lingwu Pavilion...

Xiaoaogong has undoubtedly become the biggest winner in this battle for the imperial list.

And in the hearts of all the Earth Emperors of this generation, they knew that the first emperor might belong to Feng Lingtian, another young man who was unknown on the list.

With the end of this battle for the imperial list, everyone believes that Lingwu Pavilion will attack Xiaoaogong.

After all, Leng Feng, the chief true disciple with outstanding abilities, died.

However, everyone paid attention to it for a long time, but they did not see the people from Lingwu Pavilion taking action. There was no trouble between each pavilion and palace because of Leng Feng's death.

...

The battle for the imperial list ended, and Xiaoaogong's reputation once again was soaring. Feng Lingtian, as Ling Xiao's son, couldn't help but remain low-key. Although he had not won the title of the first throne, he was promoted by the emperors to kill Leng Feng. As Ling Xiao's junior brother Xin Li, his reputation was also spread far, because he made two moves with one move to force his disciples to retreat to Lingwu Pavilion, and his strength was just as obvious.

The two men, who had a lot of relationships with Ling Xiao, began to become famous in the Central Region and became a new generation of outstanding figures.

As Feng Lingtian's father, Ling Xiao, Xin Li's master, had no attention to this matter at all.

As early as four years ago, he returned from traveling with his daughters, he entered the deep mountain of death to retreat and practice in seclusion, hoping to break through Emperor Xuan as soon as possible and become a peerless saint.

At this time, Ling Xiao was standing in an open space, moving slowly, his hands waving in a messy manner, and his movements were quite slow, making people feel that they were worse than those of civilians who punched, but they had an inexplicable charm. Gradually, the space around seemed to fluctuate slightly with his hands.

Ling Xiao closed his eyes and waved these movements. He didn't know the passage of time, but three days passed like this.

Not far from him, there was a powerful blond man leaning on a big tree pole, occasionally glanced at Ling Xiao's direction, his eyes filled with confusion and boredom.

On the other side, there was a huge three-eyed wolf king crawling and beating tons, and his tail was whipping at the fleas that were approaching from time to time.

"Oh, it's been four years since I've been unable to comprehend the power of space. Is it really that difficult to suddenly the holy level?" Ling Xiao stopped and sighed heavily.

After traveling with the girls for two years, he has been practicing since he came back. After four years, he has reached the peak of Xuan Emperor's realm, and he is only one step away from entering the holy level.

It is not that simple to become a saint. How many people are trapped and died at the level of Xuan Emperor for their entire lives without breaking through, and eventually their life is over.

Whether it is Tianbin or his comprehension, Ling Xiao is definitely the best, but it seems unlikely that he will realize the power of space in just a few years.

Of course, he has not gained nothing in the past four years. He has already touched the edge of space power vaguely, but he is still not able to control it at all, which makes him quite depressed.

"When will we reach the saint if we continue like this? Go to the Heavenly Realm!" Ling Xiao sighed, sat down on the ground, and a pot of wine and large pieces of dried meat appeared in his hand. He drank and ate meat, as if he wanted to expel the depression on the wine and meat.

Then Ling Xiao sat above the Golden Wolf King and took the macho away from the Mountains of Death.

Two months later, he appeared in a desolate and hot desert.

This desert is known as the largest desert in the central region, and is called the Tamori Desert.

The most fiercer people on this desert are the rattlesnakes and red scorpions. They can be said to be the overlords of this desert. They usually appear in groups. Ordinary warriors can only escape when they encounter them.

Why did Ling Xiao come to this Tamori Desert?

It is because he has consulted all the ancient books and based on many inheritance memories, he guessed that the map he got from the Lu family should be here.

The only thing that can be called a "holy land" is the terrifying sect "Holy Yang Sect" that almost unified the central region 200,000 years ago.

It is recorded that the Holy Yang scholars were widely spread throughout the world, and almost all their people existed in major dynasties, and those dynasties had to pay tribute to them every year.

The Holy Yang Sect at that time had extremely authoritative authority and was definitely not something that anyone could provoke.

But 200,000 years ago, all the senior leaders of the Holy Yang Cult disappeared, and the news that the Holy Sect was disbanded suddenly caused an uproar in the central region.

According to legend, all the senior officials of the Holy Yang Sect went to the Heavenly Realm to establish a sect.

It was only then that the four dynasties began to divide the disciples left by the Holy Yang Sect and strengthen their own strength.

These Xin Mi Ling Xiao had known about Prince Zhan, but he didn't expect that this map would point to this great sect that had been glorious for countless years. After all, it was a matter of ancient times.

Moreover, countless people have searched the former site of the Holy Yang Sect, but Naihe is fruitless. No one knows where he is.

This became a mystery of 200,000 years, and no one could solve it.

However, many people also know that it exists on this largest desert, but where is it built, or whether it has been isolated by using more powerful spatial power, which makes people unable to find it?

Ling Xiao did not forget that he would definitely find the existence of the Holy Yang Sect, but just came over with a lucky mentality.

Even if he couldn't find it, he treated it as a training experience and had no losses.

Ling Xiao did not choose to fly, but walked towards this vast desert like an ascetic.

The heat waves are rolling, the dust is flying, and the heat is so hot that it makes people feel uncomfortable, and the sand is blurred with eyes.

Most people want to walk like this, but they are afraid that they will run back if they don’t go ten miles away.

Ling Xiao is naturally not an ordinary person. He restrained all his breath and did not use any protection force, allowing these wind, sand and heat waves to rage.

He walked faster and faster, as if he gradually merged into this desert, leaving only a lonely shadow in the sand and dust.

Ling Xiao's years of hard practice have already reached the realm of unity between man and nature, which is more profound than Feng Lingtian's understanding.

After all, before you reach the state of unity between man and nature, don’t think of touching the threshold of space power.

It can be said that understanding the state of harmony between man and nature is the prerequisite for entering the saint.

Ling Xiao left for half a month. Now he is in the desert, with waves of sand everywhere, without any anger.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound in the desert, "Pa..."

This very stern sound seemed extremely harsh, needless to say that there was a rattlesnake appearing here.

Sure enough, a slender shadow shot towards Ling Xiaobiao, the speed was extremely fast and elusive.

Ling Xiao raised his eyelids, raised it, and captured the slender shadow that was shot in his hand.

The one he held in his hand was a fifth-level high-level rattlesnake. Its body was not very thick, but it had more than ten meters of bars, its hideous snake head, golden snake body, and its tail were the most peculiar, which could make rhythm sounds.

It was pinched by Ling Xiao's neck, and its thin body instantly surrounded Ling Xiao's neck, trying to fight back Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao's face was calm and he squeezed his wrist hard. The snake's neck immediately broke and the snake's blood began to sprinkle.

I thought the rattlesnake would die, but my body and tail were as if they were spiritual, and shot towards Ling Xiao's face.

The speed is fast and scary, even ordinary Heavenly Venerables may not be able to react.
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