Black clouds covered the sky, obscuring the sun.
Several figures came out of the world, all of them were heavy and heavy, and they were mighty.
The leader is mysterious and extraordinary, holding a divine spear, like a supreme demon god, looking down on all living beings.
It was the Holy Son of Minro.
This made everyone's faces change, and their expressions were solemn, as if they were facing a great enemy.
Ling Xian also stopped his hand, looking at the Ming Luo Holy Son who was like a demon god from afar, his starry eyes were full of solemnity.
After that, he moved his gaze to Qin Wuya and said lightly: "Are you still fighting?"
Hearing this, Qin Wuya glanced at Ling Xian resentfully, and had the intention to do it, but he didn't dare.
He could see that he was not Ling Xian's opponent at all, and if he continued, he would only bring humiliation on himself, and he might even lose his life Therefore, he didn't say anything, which was a tacit acquiescence.
This made the people of the Qin Emperor family silent and shocked.
You must know that this person is a strong person at the peak of the Ming Dao, even if you look at the Qin Emperor family, it is also a person with a respected status.
However, he was beaten to the ground by Ling Xian, how incredible it was Everyone sighed, and the eyes that looked at Ling Xian were full of awe, even another old man who was not inferior to Qin Wuya had a little jealousy in his eyes.
Of course, killing intent is inevitable.
But all the people of the Qin Emperor's family were eager to pick off Ling Xian's skin, but the top priority was to deal with Prince Mingluo.
Infighting at this time is obviously unwise.
"This matter is over, you and I have all the grievances, so let's stop it."
"Of course, if you are unwilling, I can also accompany you."
"Not now, though."
Ling Xian glanced at Qin Wuya faintly, moved his gaze to Qin Che, and said, "And you, it's best not to provoke me again, otherwise, even if you are the son of the God Emperor, I will kill you." ” Hearing this, Qin Che shuddered, although he was resentful, he didn't dare to show the slightest hint.
Ling Xian had already left a shadow in his heart, and he didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore by borrowing a hundred dares from him.
"There is a solution inside, and next, it's the turn of the outside."
Ling Xian muttered to himself, looked at the Holy Son of Mingluo from afar, and said, "Long time no see." ” "Eight years is not too long."
The Holy Son of Ming Luo stood proudly with a gun, looked at Ling Xian indifferently, and said, "Since you have escaped, why do you want to come back?"
"I never left Qingyunjian, I just went into retreat."
Ling Xian's expression was calm.
"Then I can only say that you are very unlucky, as soon as you get out of the customs, you will die in Huangquan."
The Holy Son of Mingluo was condescending, like looking at an ant.
"You're wrong, I'm the Yellow Springs guide."
Ling Xian smiled faintly and said, "Your guide." ” "Just rely on your strength in the middle stage of the Ming Dao" Ming Luo Holy Son's eyes were deep.
"That's enough."
Ling Xian smiled lightly, if it was before, he would naturally be no match for the Holy Son of Mingluo.
After all, it is still a small realm.
But at this moment, he has the strength to fight "Even if you're on the same level as me, it's not enough."
The Holy Son of Mingluo opened his mouth indifferently, the spear was as heavy as a mountain, and even the void was crushed.
This made everyone's faces change, even Qin Wuya and that peak cultivator of the Ming Dao were full of fear.
In the past eight years, they have fought against the Holy Son of Mingluo more than once, and even if they are two against one, they will not have the upper hand.
There is no way, the Holy Son of Ming Luo is too strong, and he is definitely a well-deserved candidate for the God Emperor, even comparable to the legendary God Son "Just give it a try."
Ling Xian smiled at the corner of his mouth, looking at the people behind Mingluo Holy Son, his eyes couldn't help but stare at him.
There are too many, there are nineteen people, and without exception, they are all powerhouses of the seventh realm.
On his side, there were only thirteen Ming Dao Realm cultivators.
This gap is undoubtedly like a cloud and mud, and if there is a war, the whole army will definitely be annihilated.
Therefore, Ling Xian's eyes narrowed, and he thought about it.
At that moment, he smiled lightly: "Since you are so confident, why don't we make a bet." ” "Tell me about it."
The Holy Son of Mingluo spoke indifferently.
"It's very simple, you have to win or lose a game."
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"You and I go head-to-head, if I win, you will withdraw from the army, and you will not be allowed to attack for three years."
"If I lose, I'll be at your disposal, and so will they."
Ling Xian withdrew his smile, and his words were sonorous and powerful.
This made Qin Wuya and the others change color, and before Mingluo Holy Son could speak, they took the first step to speak.
"No way, we can't put our lives in your hands" "Why do you mean that we are unreasonable?"
"If you want to fight, in your own name, don't take us with you" Hearing this, Ming Luo Shengzi smiled, and he looked at Ling Xian playfully: "It seems that your prestige is not enough." ” "It's not something you should think about, you just have to answer me, if you want to."
Ling Xian's expression was indifferent.
"Let's wait until you agree on it."
Mingluo Holy Son said lightly Hearing this, Ling Xian shifted his gaze to Qin Wuya and the others, and said, "I'll only ask you two questions, first, if there is a war, do you think you can stop the nineteen Ming Dao cultivators, and second, which of you dares to fight the Holy Son of Mingluo alone" The words fell, and everyone fell silent.
The answer is obvious, if there is a war, everyone will die.
As for going head-to-head with the Holy Son of Mingluo, they don't even have the ability, not even the courage.
"My proposal is the only way at the moment, and I am also the only one who can fight against the Holy Son of Mingluo."
"If you don't agree, you can only wait for death, if you agree, there is still a glimmer of hope."
"It's up to you to decide what you choose."
Ling Xian glanced at everyone lightly.
"Damn" Qin Wuya was furious, but he couldn't refute it.
The same is true for the rest.
Ling Xian was right, there was still a glimmer of life if he promised, and if he didn't agree, he would only die.
"I'm willing to give this life to Childe," Feng Xing shouted, playing a leading role.
At that moment, I was willing to resound in the clouds, and in the end, the people of the Qin Emperor's family also agreed.
There is no way not to agree, this is the only way at the moment, and it must be firmly grasped.
"Very well, you won't regret your decision."
Ling Xian spoke in a deep voice, moved his gaze to the Holy Son of Mingluo, and said, "Now, it's up to you to make a decision. ” "It's kind of interesting."
The Holy Son of Mingluo smiled, turned around and looked at the many extraterritorial heavenly demons, and said, "What do you think?"
"The decision of the Holy Son is the decision of us."
One of them opened his mouth and said, "I firmly believe that the Holy Son can suppress this person without much effort and take down Qingyunjian. ” "Yes, this kid's proposal is very good, and it saves me a lot of effort."
The rest of the people nodded in agreement.
"Haha, well said" Mingluo Holy Son laughed loudly, looked at Ling Xian and said, "I can promise you that you will win or lose a battle, and decide life and death." ” "Then let's make a heavenly oath."
Ling Xian glanced at Ming Luo Holy Son meaningfully, and said, "I am full of doubts about your credibility. ” "I'm the same with you."
Mingluo Holy Son's eyes were cold, and he made a heavenly oath, saying that if he was defeated, he would never set foot in Qingyun Stream within three years.
The same is true for Ling Xian.
Then, his expression turned cold, and the words simple resounded throughout the world as he danced lightly in white.
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