On the contrary, Chu Zhongtian and others' faces were ashen.

Extremely desperate.

"This guy!"

Bai Jingran, the Kong family saints and other saints also looked ugly.

Not only did Ling Xiao break through to the True Saint, but terrible changes must have occurred in his body.

This change greatly improved his combat power and talent.

A chill flashed in their eyes.

"Ling Xiao must kill!"

If Ling Xiao doesn't die, they won't have a good life once they grow up.

So it has to be killed.

"The way of Tai Chi is so terrifying!

It combines the immortal way and the weird way.

Yin and Yang are in harmony, perfect!”

Ling Xiao's spear was pressed against Jian Qingfeng's throat, which frightened Jian Qingfeng so much that he did not dare to move.

But he was thinking about his own things.

In fact, even he didn't expect the power of this blow.

This time it has truly transformed.

The transformation has become very scary.

"Hand over your storage ring and get out!"

Ling Xiao suddenly looked at Jian Qingfeng and said.

Jian Qingfeng looked embarrassed.

But we have to follow.

Ling Xiao seriously injured him with one shot.

If he didn't give the storage ring, he would definitely die today.

Ling Xiao would never let him go easily.

I took Jian Qingfeng’s storage ring.

Ling Xiao looked at the other geniuses again: "Who else dares to fight with me!"

No one said a word!

Jian Qingfeng is known as the number one person among the Twelve Dragon Sons.

He lost everything.

Who can fight Ling Xiao again?

Many young people lowered their heads.

Extremely embarrassed.

"Since there is no one, whoever dares to think about the Ancestral Dragon Heavenly Scroll from now on, don't blame me for being rude.

I guarantee he will die miserably!"

Ling Xiao turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait!

I'll fight you!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded.

A young man walked out of the crowd.

The young man crossed his arms and showed a faint smile.

A terrifying aura bloomed from him.

"Little Saint!"

Ling Xiao frowned.

"One of the Twelve Dragon Sons!"

Many people recognized this young man.

Ling Xiao frowned.

The twelve dragons came out to join in the fun.

It is said that all the twelve dragon sons are little saints.

And he is the twelve most powerful geniuses in the immortal world.

Each of them is incredibly talented.

Uniquely blessed.

And it is rich in resources.

Much more powerful than other geniuses.

Eight dragons had entered the Chaos Valley before.

But unfortunately, they all only got one magical skill.

Didn't get the Ancestral Dragon Sky Scroll.

"Feng Hou, just stand aside.

Let me do it!

I can’t see this arrogant brat!”

Someone else stood up.

The body is strong and strong, like a black iron tower.

A little older.

But he shouldn't be more than fifty years old.

More than forty.

"Don't you two brothers give in to the slave family?

Let the slave family come!"

A seductive voice sounded.

I also want to take action.

"They are all twelve dragon sons.

It seems that Ling Xiao's strength and arrogance have angered them."

All three Twelve Dragon Sons bloomed with powerful Little Saint auras.

The breath locked on Ling Xiao.

I want to give Ling Xiao a show of strength.

"Hmph, I said before that the Little Saint can come and fight.

You little saints take action.

Don’t you feel ashamed?”

Ling Xiao snorted coldly and said sarcastically.

He is confident.

But he's not stupid.

Even with the current strength.

At most, he can only fight with the ninth-level true saint.

Not even a tenth level true saint can do it.

Not to mention Little Saint.

Have to admit it.

The Twelve Dragon Sons are indeed gifted.

Ling Xiao really wanted to fight with them.

But now, the strength is not enough.
Chapter completed!