Chapter 179: Missing is a knife, the most severing years (complete book)
Outside the Pangu Temple, Ling Xiao appeared silently behind the two girls. Looking at them sitting there, they looked lifeless, as if a flower was gradually withering.
At this time, he felt guilty.
What are you ashamed of?
A man is still a man, no matter whether he dares to think or not to do it, is he still a man?
Before, there was no such thing as pure love, setting up a persona of exclusive and infatuated love for oneself, as pure as a girl under the fucking sunset, sheer nonsense!
Although single-minded and infatuated, these characteristics are sometimes quite refreshing to think about when you are depressed. After all, there are always people who feel that only by standing out from the crowd can they make themselves unique.
But after a long time, I got tired of it.
Why?
Hou Tu is a silly and cute kind of girl, and Xuan Ming is the Da Yu sister. Tsk tsk, Ling Xiao still wants to be pragmatic.
A quarter of an hour later.
Hou Tu and Xuan Ming had fallen shyly into Ling Xiao's arms. He held the two girls in his arms and said, "When the great catastrophe in a hundred thousand years is over, you and Nuwa will all be my wives."
Time flies.
One hundred thousand years later.
On this day, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the four elements of earth, fire, water, and wind spread out from the space barrier. In a huge whirlpool, creatures of all races walked out, including humans, demons, and demons...< br>
Without exception, they are all in the realm of saints.
They kill every living thing on sight and are extremely bloodthirsty. The Demon King's order is for them to occupy the ancient wilderness. From then on, this ancient wilderness becomes the home of the Demon.
And this day.
With Ling Xiao sitting in the center, pointing at many innate saints from afar, they lined up their troops and prepared to slay the demons.
But now, one hundred thousand years later, he is already a monk in the Heavenly Dao Realm.
The realms of the ancient monks are divided into: Hunyuan Golden Immortal, Sub-Saint, Heavenly Saint, Dao Saint, Heavenly Dao Realm, Dao Realm, and Creation Dao Realm.
But what happened next made Ling Xiao feel helpless. The Demon King was a Dao Realm monk.
This is really disappointing.
You know, how famous is Pangu?
And in his heyday when he opened up the world, he was only half a step into the Great Dao realm.
But the so-called Demon King is actually a genuine Dao Realm monk. He is formless and colorless, existing in every air, mysterious and mysterious. His image cannot be seen, but it is him every time you look at him.
The void of Heavenly Dao rumbled, a large piece of blood mist floated up, and Heavenly Dao let out a painful cry.
Hongjun was knocked away, his snow-white clothes turned scarlet, and he was obviously seriously injured.
The Demon King is so scary.
When he first came to Honghuang, I'm afraid he just had a thought, and the so-called Tiandao and Hongjun instantly became lambs to be slaughtered.
However, the fighting spirit in Ling Xiao's eyes gradually burned. He looked at the void, countless demons descending on the earth, and they were fighting with the indigenous creatures in the wilderness.
"Power, light, break through this boundless darkness!" Ling Xiao closed his eyes and murmured softly, and the two avenues of deception and trickery had manifested themselves into divine chains of order, wrapping around his body. For a moment, there were visions behind him, and a black lotus flew out from above his head. It was the treasure of chaos, the Demonic Lotus that Defied the Sky!
At this moment, he unexpectedly discovered that all ninety-nine and eighty-one restrictions were suddenly opened.
Ling Xiao was delighted. He was able to master this treasure in an instant, and the improvement this gave him was simply too great.
He raised the lotus platform with one hand, and suddenly the light shone brightly, and then the color of his body suddenly changed, turning into the appearance of Ultraman Tiga.
"Brothers, it's on fire!!"
"Please turn on the receiver and listen to my command!"
Ling Xiao became Ultraman Tiga because he liked Tiga the most among the many Ultramen.
Ling Xiao casually twisted a Chaos Spiritual Treasure into a Gatling, held it with both hands, click, click, click, and with purple fire, shot countless saint-level demons to death.
It can be said that the body dies and the Tao disappears. "Die!!!"
All the saints were stunned.
This...
Is this how you play?
Ling Xiao couldn't kill enough. Killing alone was too boring. He turned countless spiritual treasures into modern thermal weapons, and then distributed them to Hongjun, Sanqing, Yin Zhunti, Nuwa Fuxi, Emperor Jun Taiyi, Twelve Ancestral Witches...
Hongyun carried a rocket launcher on his shoulder and was going crazy.
Zhen Yuanzi drove the best innate tank and crushed many demons to death, leaving their flesh and blood torn to pieces.
Innate drones filled the sky, targeting the enemy accurately, and then the innate missiles fell slowly.
In just ten days, many extraterrestrial demons were killed.
Finally, the Demon King hiding in the darkness finally appeared, but he was not in human form yet, and a ball of black gas appeared in front of everyone so openly.
At this moment, a man and a woman landed in the void.
Both of them looked at Ling Xiao.
Then they sent a message and told Ling Xiao about their life experiences.
It turns out that this couple is indeed in a higher dimension than the prehistoric world, which is the highest latitude in the universe - the Hongmeng Holy Realm. Ling Xiao's father is the master of the Hongmeng Realm.
Before the infinite era, Ling Xiao was born with the power of a curse, so he had to reincarnate repeatedly and lose his memory in order to deal with the power of the curse.
Ling Xiao looked indifferent at this time, so what if he knew his identity, and he had no feelings, so he didn't want to think about these things now.
At this moment, Hongmeng Realm Master killed the Heavenly Demon King with one sword, that is, the cursed Heavenly Demon!
The couple directly raised Ling Xiao's level to the peak of the Dao Creation Realm! !
You must know that this is the limit of living beings. There are billions of universes in the Hongmeng Holy World. The Holy World is the highest place and governs billions of galaxies. Only Ling Xiao's parents are in the Dao-creation realm.
In other words, now including Ling Xiao, there are only three people in the billions of dimensions who are Dao Creation Realm monks.
Ling Xiao is very happy. After all, he no longer needs to practice. He can be said to be omniscient and omnipotent. There is no way to practice. It is perfection in itself and the Tao in itself.
Ling Xiao spent ten thousand years saying goodbye to his relatives and friends in the wild, and then gave them many treasures and self-defense items.
On this day, a group of top innate saints and countless strong men from all over the world bid farewell to Ling Xiao with reluctance.
Ling Xiao took Yin Zhunti, the disciples of the Western Sect, and all his disciples, as well as his confidante, the three daughters of Tu Xuanming, Empress Nuwa, Xi and Queen Mother Chang Xi to prepare for the Hongmeng Holy Realm.
There is no way, it's God's will. If you have to become the most awesome rich second generation in history, then go ahead.
"Time flies so fast."
Seeing his parents sending a group of Dao realm monks to greet him in an endless flying boat, Ling Xiao smiled and said: "Very good, I haven't embarrassed the senior time travelers, but the journey along the way has been too dreamy. .”
"Next, it's time for me to enjoy life!"
Beside him, Jie Yin Zhunti heard this and the two of them said: "Brother, are there many treasures in the Hongmeng Holy Realm? Brother, we will help you hold the sacks. When we get there, there must be no grass growing there."
Ling Xiao laughed dumbly and said: "How should I put it? This is the traditional virtue taught by our Westerners!! It must be maintained!"
He took a group of people and boarded the flying boat. Below them were Sanqing, Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi, a group of ancestral shamans, and Emperor Juntaiyi. There were too many people, and it was so dark that they could not be counted, and there were countless creatures. , all waved goodbye to Ling Xiao, mostly with reluctance in their eyes.
"The Kunlun Mountains are returned to you."
Ling Xiao stood on the flying boat, surrounded by a group of gentle and pretty confidantes, two sincere and loyal brothers, as well as many disciples and hundreds of millions of Western disciples. Ling Xiao looked at Sanqing and said this In a word After that, he looked at the crowd again, sighed for a long time, and said slowly: "It was a good meeting today, and we are very happy. We will meet again in the rivers and lakes someday, and we will have a drink and have a good time. Everyone, let's say goodbye. See you later."
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(End of chapter)