The remaining descendants of Wanxiang Mountain knelt on the ground with a plop, trembling.

From the beginning, he knew that Ling Xiao was hanging, but he really didn't expect that Ling Xiao was hanging to this extent.

Don't talk about him, even if Zhantu comes today, it will only lead to death.

"Sir, my awe for you is like a surging river, which cannot be described in words. I swear...when this trip to the Holy Ruins is over, I will immediately return to Wanxiang Mountain and lead my ancestors to seek refuge in Canglan Academy."

The descendants of Wanxiang Mountain knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged.

"You go to that mountain."

Ling Xiao's figure fell down, picked up the Emperor's Sword, raised his finger and pointed at the ancient mountain in front of him, and said in an indifferent tone.

"Um?"

After hearing this, the Wanxiang successor looked a little confused, but he did not dare to show any disobedience at all, so he stood up and walked towards the mountain.

only!!

The moment his figure appeared in front of the mountain, he saw a black light falling from the sky, covering his figure in an instant.

But before the panic on the face of the successor of Wanxiang had dissipated, his whole body turned into blood.

"this…"
Chapter completed!