Chapter 5: The Killing Inheritance of Strength
After a long time, the giant cocoon lying on the ground began to move.
With a click, a crack opened in the cocoon.
Click...... It was like a chain reaction. In a short time, the entire cocoon was covered with cracks.
With a bang, the entire cocoon burst open, and fragments flew all over the sky.
The fragments dispersed, and a figure gradually revealed, with fluttering clothes, hair fluttering in the wind, a pair of blood-red demonic eyes, and a blood-red jade long sword in his right hand.
It was Ling Xiao before, it turned out that when the blood-red jade long sword flew into his hand, a large number of killing scenes followed. It's full of killing and being killed, Ling Xiao didn't adapt to it before, but it doesn't matter if he doesn't adapt, everyone in it has to kill him, and each of them is the peak of the Mortal Realm. Ling Xiao said secretly: Fortunately, he broke through the transcendent realm, otherwise he would be very annoyed, but in this way, Ling Xiao was also very busy, he had no actual combat experience, and he didn't dare to kill, so he could only be chased and ran.
In the end, Ling Xiao realized, since it is either you who die or I live, if I don't kill them, the person who dies is me!
In this, the weak and the strong are cut to the fullest, although these people have no spirituality, but their strength is not covered, a knife is guaranteed from head to toe, and they can only die without even scum, because these are not ordinary people, fortunately Ling Xiao is not.
I saw a person rushing over in front of him, the cultivation at the peak of the mortal realm, without saying a word, he slashed towards Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao could only resist in a hurry, relying on his cultivation to be higher than the other party, and his body was faster than the other party, after repeated maneuvers, he was finally slashed by Ling Xiao under the sword. Blood sprayed Ling Xiao's body, and Ling Xiao only felt that something was churning in his stomach and vomited......
Before Ling Xiao could change his breath, he slashed at Ling Xiao again, and it was much easier with the first and second times, although his stomach was still churning. After a few hours of fighting, he finally solved it all.
After these people died, they turned into energy and drilled into Ling Xiao's body, and Yun Xiao didn't feel uncomfortable until he put his mind at ease. Ling Xiao is now numb, thinking of the previous killing Ling Xiao was afraid for a while, Ling Xiao gradually had a tendency to become a killing machine before, and at the critical moment, thanks to the god-killing decision to operate independently, Ling Xiao had a trace of sanity.
Unexpectedly, just after killing this group of people, the scene was repeated, and on a grassy grassland, another group of people came to kill him.
After killing the fourth group of people repeatedly, Ling Xiao exhaled after seeing that the surrounding scene had not changed, but unexpectedly, a middle-aged man in a green robe suddenly appeared in the space in front of him, this middle-aged man was dressed in a green robe with an elegant face, and looked gentle and harmless, Ling Xiao just wanted to draw his sword and kill it, but this middle-aged man waved his hand, Ling Xiao suddenly felt that there was no longer any strength, Ling Xiao was shocked.
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man said with a smile: It is worthy of the heir I chose, ruthless enough, decisive enough, and a big thing.
Ling Xiao looked at him vigilantly and asked, "Who are you?"
No wonder Ling Xiao was so nervous, because the previous people were all irrational, wouldn't this rational person be more difficult to deal with?
The middle-aged man's eyes were full of appreciation, looking Ling Xiao up and down, Ling Xiao suddenly felt a layer of goosebumps all over his body, this person can't be from Brokeback Mountain, right?
The middle-aged man's words interrupted Ling Xiao's evil fornication again,
What is your name?
Soaring
Ling Xiao replied.
What a name!
Ling Xiao asked rhetorically, who are you?
The middle-aged man replied lightly: God of Killing.
Ling Xiao looked up and down again at this person called the God of Killing, who looked more ordinary than ordinary people, and there was nothing to praise about it.
The God of Killing seemed to be able to see through his heart and asked, "Do you think I'm no different from an ordinary person?"
Since he was seen through, Ling Xiao didn't feel any embarrassment, and replied lightly: Yes.
The God of Killing smiled faintly and asked, what age is it now?
This question is going to be asked to the right person, hehe, Ling Xiao also wants to find someone to ask what era it is.
I don't know.
The God of Killing walked away and frowned and said: My time is running out, this is just a wisp of my remnant soul, it should not be long before it will dissipate, you come over and I will pass on the inheritance to you.
Ling Xiao still looked at him vigilantly, and the God of Killing was stunned, thinking that Ling Xiao would run over respectfully and shout at the master, but he didn't expect him to be surprised.
The God of Killing didn't care about Ling Xiao either, and with a wave of his hand again, Ling Xiao automatically flew in front of him, and Ling Xiao was suddenly so frightened that his soul turned pale. Seeing him like this, the God of Killing said lightly: Don't worry, I won't hurt you. After saying that, he pressed his hand to his forehead, and Ling Xiao suddenly felt a huge wave of information rushing in, as if it was about to burst his head.
When Ling Xiao woke up again, he was standing outside, and the God of Killing was gone.
There was nothing but the surging energy in his body and the huge amount of information in his head that proved that what he had just experienced was true.
This kind of good thing should come a few more times, Ling Xiao thought secretly.
If the God of Killing knew, I wonder if he would have slapped him to death?
Thinking that it was really the God of Killing Ling Xiao just now, I actually saw God, although he was half-dead, and now it may be over, but it is a god after all.
Don't look at Ling Xiao's indifference before, in fact, he was so nervous in his heart, just the few hands of the killing god were enough to give him ten lives.
He was a gamble, but fortunately he made the right bet, otherwise he didn't know if he could still cross.
This is the weapon of the God of Killing, in the original battle of the gods, the God of Killing knew that he could not live, so he instilled a whole inheritance into this sword, leaving it for the destined people.
After a while, Ling Xiao returned to his original Yushu Linfeng, a handsome and dashing son of Turbidity Shijia.
Ling Xiao looked at the blood-red jade-colored long sword in his hand and muttered to himself: No matter what your name was before, you will be called Ling Xiao in the future!
Accompany me to the world and fight the nine heavens.
The long sword in his hand buzzed, as if it was responding to Ling Xiao's words.
Ling Xiao stroked the long sword with his hand, only feeling a feeling of blood dissolving in love, as if this sword was an inseparable part of his body.
Feeling the power in his body that had reached the peak of the transcendent realm, Ling Xiao muttered: I really want to go and see if this continent is as exciting as Huaxia, hehe, I hope it won't disappoint me.
Looking at these divine weapons around him, Ling Xiao waved his big hand and put it all into the storage space one by one, and then strode towards the outside of the passage, Ling Xiao thought to himself: It's time to go out and take a look at this continent, even if my current strength can't bully people, it should be enough to protect himself! He clenched his fists and walked outside with confidence, not knowing if he would be as confident as he is now after he goes out.
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