Chapter 803: Murong Huatian appeared

The priest is angry and angry. For him, the current priority is naturally to escape.
He did not expect that the other party actually had a mech like a flying ship, and the speed was not slow.
"Which armor will be surpassed by me in the whole soul world." The priest was puzzling: "Who is this mech?"
In fact, the manufacturing of forging craftsmanship is not very different for the heavenly world and the soul world. The key is to look at the materials used to make the mech and the spar energy they use.
The place where the soul of the soul is stronger than the soul of the soul is that the material of the heavenly world is better than the soul of the earth, and because of the limitations of the material, the forging map of the heavenly world will naturally be better than the soul of the earth. Forging maps are more.
But today the flying ship that the priests used to escape is not a very advanced mech. This flying ship is only used by the priests for the purpose of transportation.
It is not that the priests can't make a quicker flight, but they are arrogant strategists, how can they use their minds to make flying mechs. If they want to travel far, they have a flying battleship. Where can I use this small flying ship?
What's more, how can the priests think that they will fall to the point where they need to escape.
In this way, Ling Xiao’s Shensuo flying ship naturally followed the flying ship of the priest, and clung to the priest.
Looking at the Shensuo flying ship like the dog skin plaster, the priest hated to bite his teeth. If he had mechanical limbs and controlled the big flying ship, he would solve it for him.
Unfortunately, his mechanical limbs are gone.
"Zou Wei, find a chance, give him a look." Ling Xiao sees the two flying ships always stay at such a distance, and made a crazy decision.
Of course, this crazy decision also needs the same crazy Zou Wei.
"No problem." Zou Wei sat on his own pink killing, quickly revealing two spar energy lightsabers.
"Ready." Ling Xiao asked loudly.
Zou Wei’s voice came from killing God:
No problem, I am leaving.

After all, Zou Wei drove the pink to kill God and jumped forward slightly.
At the same time, Ling Xiao pressed the shell button of the Shensuo flying ship.
Bang, the orange spar energy cannonball bombarded Zou Wei's pink killing, pushing the pink killing straight out.
"The two madmen, not right, these two metamorphosis, this metamorphosis method is all about to come out." The hearts of the people secretly groaned Ling Xiao and Zou Wei.
The idea of ​​using the orange spar energy cannon that does not harm the armor shell as a push to speed up the speed of pink killing is indeed a strange metamorphosis.
In this respect, Ling Xiao and Zou Wei quite have a husband and wife.
In front, the priest saw the pink mech in the rear like a cannonball flying like himself, his face changed sharply, and roared: "Maniac."
骂 骂 骂, the priest is still controlling his own flying ship to escape the collision of Zou Wei killing God.
The priest had thought that he had escaped this attack, and the other party took helplessly. He had thought that the other party had given him a big "surprise."
Zou Wei had expected that the priest would hide, so in the moment when the two armor and the flying ship were interlaced, Zou Wei quickly controlled the pink killing and took out the amethyst energy light sword in his hand.
The spar energy lightsaber is so powerful that they can't leave the pink killing too far, otherwise the energy lightsaber will disappear because of the lack of subsequent energy supply.
However, Zou Wei did not have this scruples. She only needs to create some trouble for the priest, so she adopted this almost rogue move.
Two purple rays stabbed at their flying ship, and the priest had only had time to escape and was stabbed by another purple light.
boom.
This purple light did not penetrate the priest's flying ship, but it also stopped his flying ship for a while.
The next moment, the latter flying ship chased it up, caught the pink killing, and intercepted the route that the priest escaped.
"Hey, see where you are going." Ling Xiao looked at the priest with a smirk: "If you surrender, look at you as a disabled person, I will spare you a life."
puff.
The exhausted priests of the priests were stunned by the words of Ling Xiao, gnashing their teeth and screaming at Ling Xiao: "Boy, do you think you won? In fact, you are just a poor worm who doesn't understand anything."
Ling Xiao still smiled and asked: "Do you think that the Geng priests have expected that you will have a catastrophe today, so I have laid an ambush here."
If the priest can still be calm before the moment, when he hears Ling Xiao, his face completely changes: "You...how do you know."
"Geng Hao this old dog is nothing but the evil slave of my Huo family. Just rely on his heavenly divination, where will be your opponent Huo Xiaotao's grandfather."
In Ling Xiao’s body, a soul like a real baby’s soul came out and he said:
I also calculated a trick before I left. The strength of our two heavens is mixed together, and by his strength, Grandfather Huo Xiaotao naturally broke his divination very easily and gave him a fake."
Since being taken to the limbs by the Lord of the Devil, the priest has not been so scared as it has been for many years.
The Lord of the Devil has always been the nightmare of the priest, so when he saw Ling Xiao, he thought about killing Ling Xiao, so that he could unlock his nightmare.
But the priest did not expect that this man, who was exactly the same as the Lord of the Devil, became his nightmare, and it was another more terrible nightmare.
If the Lord of the Soul becomes the nightmare of the priest with absolute strength, then Ling Xiao is another nightmare of his absolute means.
"You have two choices, die, or surrender." Ling Xiao put away a smile on his face, his eyes staring coldly at the priest.
The priest's gaze collided with Ling Xiao's gaze, and his heart was cold.
The look of this kid is so terrible.
Even the Lord of the Soul and the Lord of the Devil have no such eye-catching eyes.
You must know that the cultivation of the priest is not as high as that of Ling Xiao, and such a low-educated boy is actually afraid of himself. How can the priest not feel scared?
However, no matter whether it is the glory of the priests of the top ten white robes or the hatred of the Lord of the Devil, the priest will not allow himself to surrender.
"Ling Wei, you will die this heart." The priest priest steeply sacrificed his soul, and he wanted to use his self-explosion to succumb to Ling Xiao.
"This trick is useless to me." Ling Xiao immediately sacrificed the token of the gods, and the black and white light shines on the soul of the priest, and the soul of the priest is sucked.
"Ah..." The priest screamed like a pig: "No,."
"Come here." Seeing that the priest was still struggling there, and slammed his strength, preparing to smother the priest.
At this time, a golden light descended from the sky, and the soul of the priest was hooked back and put back into the body of the priest.
A glamorous old man in white robe hangs up and looks at Ling Xiao calmly.
"Who is he." The group of people here are from the soul world, no one knows this old man.
"Mu Ronghuatian, I finally saw you." Ling Xiao looked at the old man with the same calm eyes, no one knows, at this time, there are many incomprehensible emotions hidden in the eyes of the two: anger , hate, disdain...
"He turned out to be Murong Huatian," Ling Shiyu, Zou Wei, and Long Yuxi finally saw that Ling Xiao came to the Lord of Heaven and want to deal with the Lord, and his heart could not help but stunned.
This old guy appeared at this time, what does it mean, he has to personally pick up the mess.
Murong Huatian smiled lightly, and the wrinkles in his eyes quickly covered his eyes: "Ling, I am also your grandfather, isn't it?"
"I don't have a grandfather." Ling Xiao coldly said: "No one's grandfather will think about persecuting his grandparents' parents."
"Ha ha..." Murong Hua laughed in the sky, and the old and hoarse voice was heard in all directions: "As you say, you are not yours."
For the words of Murong Huatian, none of the people present were able to understand the meaning.
Of course, except for Ling Xiao.
"You don't have to provoke distraction." Ling looked at Murong Huatian: "Why have you ever had a good thought."
Murong Hua was a glimpse of the sky, and then it was a burst of laughter: "Boy, it seems that I still underestimate you, you know it."
Long Yuxi can clearly feel that the indifference and killing in Ling Xiao’s body are rapidly spreading, and he whispered in a low voice:
Ling, don’t be excited.

"I know." When the voice fell, Ling Xiao’s negative emotions were quickly controlled.
"Murong Huatian, even if I know it is not your business." Ling Xiao continued to look up at Murong Huatian, his eyes were full of determination: "No matter what my final game will be, before I die, it must be Will pull you up."
Murong Huatian was very appreciative and nodded. "I will wait for that day. Of course, if my goal fails, I will also take you to the Ling family for three generations."
"So, now you can take your hand down." Ling Xiao coldly said: "If I commit suicide now, you will not get anything."
"Hey, boy, then I am looking forward to the day when you have the ability to enter the tower of the demon." Murong Huatian sleeves waved, disappeared together with the priest.
Ling Xiao looked at the empty sky in front of him, and did not say a word for a long time.
Although everyone did not know what happened, Long Yuxi knew that the dialogue between the two of them had been related to the changes after the retreat.
She used her eyes to signal that everyone should not interfere with Ling Xiao, and everyone would appreciate and nod.
For a long time, Ling Xiao said quietly: "Let's go, let's go back to the Blue Wind City."