Honghuang: Deceiving the Heavenly Demon Lotus, starting with deceiving the Western Church

Chapter 149: The mystery of his life left Ling Xiao at a loss
The Willow God, dressed in a green gauze dress, had a look of pity on her beautiful face and walked straight to the coffin.

She looked at him carefully for a long time, sighed, and said, "Ten thousand years from now, the heavens will dance with you, and you won't have to face the coming of darkness alone anymore."

The ruthless emperor said: "The Lord's parents did a lot for him, and all of this was just to keep him alive."

"The so-called Hongjun and Heavenly Dao are nothing compared to darkness."

Ling Xiao didn't understand what the two of them were saying, but he could tell that the ruthless emperor was telling her something.

But with his current strength, it seems that he can't know too much.

He took a look and saw that all three thousand sub-saint peak-level cultivators were looking at him.

Then, they all rushed towards Chaos at the same time.

Ling Xiao and a group of people with great supernatural powers opened their third eyes at this moment and saw clearly that the huge Zixiao Palace had turned into dust.

Hongjun, Taiqing, Yuanshi, Kunpeng, Randeng...

They looked disheveled, with disheveled hair and bloody cracks on their bodies, like trapped beasts.

And those three thousand figures were actually floating in the air, becoming faintly illusory, and finally disappeared completely.

Ling Xiao stood at the gate of the Queen Wa Palace, his mind in a mess.

What is true and what is false?

The most troublesome thing in the world is that a person who plays with eagles gets his eyes pecked by an eagle!

But there are too many things that are out of control.

There are only three things Ling Xiao can do at the moment.

1. Continue to expand your influence, recruit disciples, seize opportunities, and become bigger and stronger.

2. To deceive and trick sentient beings and enhance their understanding of the two great principles.

3. Obtain the merits of the Heavenly Dao, and use them to nourish the Heavenly Dao and the will of the millions of universes in your body, thereby enhancing your combat power.

However, now, one more thing needs to be added.

4. My life experience seems to be a mystery. Ten thousand years later, I will return. Who will I be when I return? What is hidden behind the fog?
Could it be that the primordial world really exists, and that man and woman are really my parents?

What is the coming of darkness that Willow God and the ruthless man are talking about...

If you want to understand these things, it may not be clear in a short time.

Ling Xiao no longer thought about these things. He never worried about things that might happen. These things were not under his control, and he only needed to do what he could.

"Go do some Heavenly Merit first."

Ling Xiao was about to leave Nuwa Heaven but was stopped by Nuwa and everyone else.

Nuwa asked: "Daoyou, the Lord of Hongmeng Realm said that Ling Xiao will return in ten thousand years. Is that true?"

At this moment, everyone who cares about Ling Xiao is full of anticipation.

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, saying: "You don't need to attack Zixiao Palace anymore. It won't take ten thousand years. One thousand years will be enough. Ling Xiao will come back by himself. How could my young master really be killed?"

He wants to become a great saint within a thousand years!
Until the fact that he is not dead is revealed now, there will be no improvement in his cultivation.

So we all have a hope that we will be resurrected a thousand years later!

Ling Xiao was thinking that after a thousand years, when he became a great sage, the first thing he would do when he returned would be to seek revenge on Taiqing and Yuanshi.

Even if Hongjun saw him coming back, there was nothing he could do.

He can protect everyone and leave whenever he wants without anyone finding him.

"Old man, I believe you!" Zhunti said, "I believe even more that my elder brother will not die!"

Jie Yin laughed and said, "I didn't expect that Big Brother's true identity is more terrifying than we thought."

When Ling Xiao transformed into a white-haired old man and passed by the two people, he heard their conversation and felt extremely gratified.

At this moment, everyone was looking at the white-haired old man walking away.

"His back looks so lonely." Chang Xi whispered softly.

At this moment, everyone discussed and decided to place the coffin in the Wahuang Heaven, waiting for Ling Xiao to be resurrected and return after a thousand years.

However, although everyone said that they believed Ling Xiao would come back, they still did not have the confidence, because the possibility of a creature whose true spirit was destroyed and whose primordial spirit was shattered to be reborn and resurrected was extremely low.

There has been no exception from ancient times to the present.

However, the creatures that were bound to Ling Xiao still showed a hint of longing in their eyes.

The two races of lich and wizard are particularly looking forward to Ling Xiao's resurrection.

Because they have already learned that Ling Xiao once transformed into the Demon God of Destiny and revealed that Hongjun was the mastermind behind the incident.

For the two tribes, Ling Xiao is their strongest ally.

Nuwa still wanted to lead the army to attack Zixiao Palace, but at this moment the two tribes of wizards and liches understood that Lingxiao had died before, so they decided to take a gamble and die together with Hongjun.

But now, things have taken a turn for the better!
If it is true, Ling Xiao will return in a thousand years.

He knows the most things. If he leads everyone to Zixiao Palace, the possibility of defeating Hongjun will be greater.

The leaders of the two tribes of wizards and liches gently dissuaded Nuwa from waiting a little longer.

Xihe, Changxi, Zhenyuanzi, Hongyun, and Minghe also tried to dissuade them, saying that they would come back to Wahuangtian after a thousand years.

Then they said goodbye one after another.

"Sister Nuwa, my elder brother's revenge must be taken, but we need to be patient now. Thank you for helping us all the time! If you have any instructions in the future, please let us know and we will get it done!"

Jie Yin and Zhunti bowed deeply to Nuwa, with only admiration in their eyes.

Nuwa had never accepted such a great gift from these two people. She moved her graceful figure away, and a ray of fairy light slowly lifted up the two people.

In that case, let's wait a little longer.

But she didn't regret anything she did.

Something unexpected happened in the next second!
Suddenly, in the void of Wahuangtian, there was a sound of spiritual energy exploding, and the space was torn apart.

Four figures appeared out of thin air.

But they were Taiqing, Yuanshi, Kunpeng and Randeng.

Taiqing and Yuanshi are both the realms of the second level of the Heavenly Dao Saints.

Kunpeng and Randeng were forced by Hongjun to improve their cultivation, and now they are both at the peak of the sub-saint realm.

Before, three thousand sub-saints disappeared after destroying Zixiao Palace, so Hongjun let these four people return to the prehistoric world.

But they did not return to the temple, but came here.

The so-called enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

Jie Yin and Zhunti didn't say anything. They took out many magic weapons and rushed forward.

Seeing how decisive the two of them were, the other three from Taiqing were a little dazed for a moment.

After all, the Saint of Heaven is not as good as the Saint of Great Dao. In a moment, the two were pinned down and beaten.

However, Kunpeng and Randeng took advantage of the chaos to attack Nuwa. Nuwa had previously abandoned her sainthood and became a cultivator at the peak of the sub-saint realm, so she fought one against two.

Fortunately, Fuxi was present and fought him on equal terms.

Suddenly, the space in the distance was torn apart, and an old man with white hair and beard appeared. The moment he appeared, he raised his hand and two streams of magic power swept out.

The bodies of Kunpeng and Randang were suddenly chopped into pieces, blood flowed into the sky, and their souls were knocked out. They were trembling in the void, terrified.

"You two, does it hurt? If it hurts, get out of here. Don't die here."

The old man appeared and smiled at Kunpeng. He was wearing a white robe with the front of his clothes slightly open. The hem of his clothes fluttered in the wind, showing his immortal temperament.

A ball of light appeared in his hand, which turned out to be a book. The book flew in front of Nuwa.

(End of this chapter)