Everyone looked at the young man in black in front of the crowd, with deep longing surging in their eyes.

What do practitioners care about?

Lingbao creation!

But these are all external things!!

Only those who are strong in their own realm can survive in this world.

Now that everyone is on this journey, they want to practice hard to improve their realm, but the young master in front of them can give people a pill that can break through the realm?!

At this time, no one cared about Yue Qiuci's massacre of the Northern Wilderness genius.

Everyone is thinking about how to have a good relationship with this mysterious Mr. Ling.

Even Ye Liuyun had a glint of greed in his eyes.

With his eyesight, he couldn't figure out Ling Xiao's origins.

If the Xuanjian Sect can take advantage of this opportunity and become the Young Master's dog, who would dare to touch it in the Four Wildernesses, let alone the Northern Wilderness?

It is said that there is an ancient tribe in the Northern Wasteland, and their ancestors ascended to the Holy State eight generations ago. They have not finished bragging about this awesomeness.

"Let's go."

Ling Xiao waved his hand casually, ignoring the longing in everyone's eyes, and walked towards the top of the mountain.
Chapter completed!