Just as Xiao Ling was about to leave, Youruo suddenly spoke: "This white bone has known me for thousands of years, who would have thought that she would die here silently." Hey, Xiao Ling, can you please bury her, she can be buried in the ground. ”

"It's okay, I can only be cured because of the pill he left behind, so I buried him as a reward. Xiao Ling said.

With a wave of his sleeve, he put the bones in a storage bag, then left the cave and found a place in the valley to bury them. Then he asked, "What is this man's name, and I may erect a tombstone for him." ”

"Thousand Illusion Fairy. Yu Ruo said lightly.

"Is she a woman?" Xiao Ling asked rather differently.

"This girl never said she was a man, it was just that you wanted to go wrong. Youruo said slowly.

Xiao Ling remembered that he had indeed never asked whether this person was a man or a woman, so he didn't speak, took out his long sword and cut off a large stone from the mountain wall, cut it into a tombstone, and then wrote a few big characters on the tombstone: The Tomb of the Thousand Illusion Fairies.

After doing this, Xiao Ling touched the storage ring on his finger and said, "I don't know what else you have left behind as a dead ghost, I hope to have a magic weapon, preferably an immortal weapon......"

I hadn't thought to check this storage ring before, but now I remembered it and didn't delay any longer, the mark on the ring had been erased by Youruo, Xiao Ling opened it effortlessly, but at first glance, I was disappointed, and there was nothing in the ring.

"Why is there nothing, I thought there should be some magic weapons or something left for me, what a poor ghost, I wasted so much spirit to help you bury, hum!"

The faint voice in her heart sounded again: "Hey, in order to escape from that powerful hand, she had already exhausted the magic weapon pill and other things. It's already your luck to be able to leave a healing elixir behind. ”

Then she paused, and continued: "Actually, this storage ring is a rare magic weapon, and you should be content to get it. ”

Xiao Ling smiled: "Yes, anyway, from now on, I am the son of heaven and earth, if I don't want any magic weapon, why should I be more serious with a dead ghost......"

A sigh sounded in Xiao Ling's mind, as if disappointed, as if sad, but Xiao Ling was looking forward to the future at this time, and he didn't hear it at all.

Xiao Ling left this cave mansion, easily left the valley, and returned home.

When he arrived at home, he found his father, who was anxious because he had been missing for many days, and told him that he had obtained a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum grass in the back mountain, and that his injuries had been cured and that he had recovered from his cultivation.

Xiao Zhan was overjoyed to find out that his son had really recovered, and planned to inform the news to surprise the Xiao family.

It's just that Xiao Ling has a different opinion, he told Xiao Zhan that tomorrow is the triennial family competition, and he wants to make a splash in the big competition, telling everyone that he Xiao Ling, this former genius is back.

Time turns back to the martial arts arena.

Xiao Ling crossed all the experiences of the past few days in his mind in the moment of life and death, but at this time, the cyan long sword in front of him was already approaching, and it only took one breath to cut off his head.

"I am the son of heaven and earth, no one can kill me!" Xiao Ling roared loudly in his heart.

Luo Yin's eyes were cold, and the long sword in his hand did not hesitate, he could already foresee that his long sword would cut through his opponent's throat and cut off his head, so that there would be one less scourge between heaven and earth.

And when the Qingyang Sword was less than an inch away from Xiao Ling's throat, a powerful and terrifying coercion attacked Luo Yin.

"Don't want to hurt my son, you are looking for death!" An angry roar came, shaking Luo Yin's blood and blood.

Xiao Zhan made a move, and when Xiao Ling was about to die, he burst out with his strongest strength to help.

More than a month ago, Luo Yin had delusionally wanted to use his current strongest combat power to compete with Xiao Zhan in the Divine Soul Stage, but unfortunately he was almost slapped to death by Xiao Zhan. From that moment on, he deeply understood that the strength of the Divine Soul Stage Cultivator was completely beyond the strength of a Soul Cultivation Stage Cultivator like himself, even if it was impossible to block it for a moment.

And at this time, Xiao Zhan has already taken out the most powerful strength in order to rescue his beloved son, and as long as Luo Yin is hit, he will definitely die.

Luo Yin didn't dare to accept Xiao Zhan's attack, his body turned out, and he hid behind Xiao Ling, the long sword in his hand missed the best opportunity to kill Xiao Ling, and only scratched a shallow blood mark on his throat.

As long as it is a moment, as long as it is a moment, he will definitely be able to kill it. It's a pity that Xiao Zhan's rescue made Luo Yin miss this last moment forever.

In order to protect himself, Luo Yin had to give up the only chance to kill Xiao Ling. It's just that this abandonment also allowed him to save his life, otherwise, there would be two people who died here today, Xiao Ling, and Luo Yin himself.

Xiao Zhan saw that the scholar hid behind his son, for fear of hurting his son, so he stopped in time, and Luo Yin also took this opportunity to escape from the ring and hide in the crowd.

Xiao Ling stood in the ring in a daze, and only after a moment did he reach out and touch his throat, his hands were stained with blood.

"You hurt me, you dare to hurt me! I am the son of heaven and earth, heaven and earth, no one can save you! I will kill you, kill you!" Xiao Ling roared angrily, looking like madness, and the sound shook the sky.

Just as Xiao Ling was about to pursue and avenge this sword, a hand grabbed his arm.

"Ling'er, that's enough, that's all for today, you have a chance to take revenge in the future. Xiao Zhan grabbed his son, who was almost in a frenzy, and used a concussive sound in his words.

Xiao Ling was shocked by his father's words, and finally woke up from his near-crazy state. He stretched out his finger and pointed at Luo Yin, who was hiding under the stage, and said word by word: "Today's revenge, this son will revenge it, if you don't cut you with a thousand knives and crush your bones and ashes, this son will never give up!"

Luo Yin looked at Xiao Ling on the stage, listening to his words of killing, his heart suddenly felt a chill, the sky, the earth, the air, trees, flowers and plants, as if the whole world was whispering to himself: "Death, death, death......"

At this moment, Luo Yin only felt as if he had been abandoned by the whole heaven and earth, everything in the world was full of hatred for him, and he couldn't wait to kill himself now.

The son of heaven and earth, a word is spoken, heaven and earth are united!

At this time, not only did Luo Yin feel endless pressure, but even the other Xiao family disciples in the martial arts arena also felt an invisible pressure coming. Accompanied by Xiao Ling's roar, it seemed that the whole world was roaring with it.

Under the oppression of this heaven and earth, some of the weaker and weak-willed children of the Xiao family were broken, and their minds were taken away, looking at Xiao Ling on the stage, they only felt that the image of the other party was so tall and so majestic, which made people feel awe at first sight, and a feeling of worship and admiration arose.