Chapter 2224
"Oh, what a mighty and peerless Holy Master Lingxiao!"
When Mo Ruoyan heard these words, his complexion changed immediately, his brows frowned, and his face was full of coldness.
Unexpectedly, someone would dare to speak to him, the Holy Lord of Lingxiao, like this.
The voice seemed to come from behind him.
"Who is it!" Mo Ruoyan shouted coldly, then turned around.
Immediately afterwards, Mo Ruoyan saw a young figure and that face that made him want to tear it apart.
"It's you!" Then, Mo Ruoyan spat out loudly!
No wonder that voice sounded so familiar and made him so unhappy.
But at the next moment, Mo Ruoyan's mighty and peerless face changed drastically, his eyes widened incomparably, as if he had seen a ghost!
Mo Ruoyan saw that on the boy's right hand was holding an extremely embarrassing, old, torn and scarred body. Although this body had become like this, Mo Ruoyan still recognized it at a glance. It's their ancestor from Lingxiao Holy Land, Yuan Yao!
In addition to this Lingxiao Patriarch, on his left hand, he was holding the strongest artifact in their Lingxiao Holy Land, the Lingxiao Divine Tower!
"How is it possible! How is it possible! How is this possible!" Mo Ruoyan exclaimed directly.
Yuan Yao, the patriarch of Lingxiao, is the strongest existence in their Lingxiao Holy Land, one of the five most powerful people in their small world, how could he become like this, and even be held in such a way by this kid.
What a shame! Not only is they humiliating their Lingxiao Patriarch, but they are also humiliating his Lingxiao Holy Land!
At this moment, Mo Ruoyan couldn't accept what he saw in front of him at all, and felt that the whole world had become extremely unreal, and even wondered if he was dreaming at this moment!
"It must be a dream! It must be!" Mo Ruoyan forcefully said to himself, unconsciously shaking his head from side to side, trying to wake himself up from the nightmare.
"Hey, poor Holy Lord Lingxiao, poor Mo Ruoyan!"
In the distant void, someone looked at Mo Ruoyan who had just appeared, and said with a sigh.
"This is Mo Ruoyan,
Judging by his appearance, he should have just seen this earth-shattering scene. "
"I don't know if this Mo Ruoyan will be crazy..."
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"Ruoyan!" At this moment, Mieyin shouted to Mo Ruoyan who was in front of him, and then spoke, saying:
"Ruoyan, we are defeated, our Lingxiao Holy Land is over!"
When he said these words, Mieyin's tone was full of sadness.
Although it was just a few words, to Mo Ruoyan, it was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart hard.
The chest, which was still aching, became even more painful in an instant.
Mo Ruoyan stretched out his hand to cover his painful chest, then turned around, and said to the Supreme Elder Mie Yin:
"Mieyin, what nonsense are you talking about! My Lingxiao Holy Land will last forever, how could it end! If you continue to deceive the public, be careful of the holy law's ruling!"
Angry words echoed, filled with endless grief.
"Hey!" Mie Yin sighed softly again, and said nothing more, until now, it was meaningless to say anything.
And he knew that Mo Ruoyan already understood the current situation, but he...wasn't willing to accept it.
As the Holy Lord of Lingxiao, he shoulders the mission of the Holy Land of Lingxiao that has been passed down from generation to generation, and Mieyin knows that Mo Ruoyan has always had great ambitions.
He once said to himself that he wanted to make Lingxiao Holy Land stronger than ever in his generation.
Mo Ruoyan, he wants to be passed down through the ages and become the peerless Holy Lord of Lingxiao Holy Land, just like the founding patriarch Lingxiao!
But now, Mo Ruoyan, is about to become the last Holy Master, and the Holy Land of Lingxiao will perish under his leadership.
The difference between this and his ambition, his ambition, is really too big, too big.
If he doesn't say anything, the last Holy Master will become the laughing stock of people all over the world!
"Ah! No!" Suddenly, Mo Ruoyan raised his head to the sky and let out an extremely painful roar, and shouted loudly:
"God, why do you treat me like this! Why do you treat me like this, Mo Ruoyan! Are you kidding me, Mo Ruoyan!"
At this moment, Mo Ruoyan looked a little crazy.
"Humph!" Looking at the Holy Master Lingxiao in front of him, Shi Feng let out a cold snort of disdain, and said, "It's not that God treats you like this, but this Young Master treats you like this!"
"You!" Hearing Shi Feng's words from behind him again, Mo Ruoyan suddenly turned around again and glared at him viciously!
"Anyone who wants to destroy my Holy Land of Lingxiao will be punished!" When Mo Ruoyan said the last three words, he paused every word, and at this moment, a peerless aura suddenly rose from Mo Ruoyan's body. rise.
At this moment, the momentum was unprecedentedly powerful!
Mo Ruoyan, who had not healed from the serious injury, unexpectedly exploded with such arrogance that even the Supreme Elder Mie Yin changed drastically following his old face, he was startled suddenly, and said in a startled voice:
"Ruoyan! Under the extreme stimulation, he actually stimulated his potential in martial arts and became stronger! This aura gives me a faint feeling, as if he is not far from the third heaven!"
But at this moment, Mo Ruoyan's face returned to its former majesty and peerlessness, and immediately formed a very mysterious handprint with both hands. Afterwards, the handprint kept flying, and blue afterimages appeared again and again.
Immediately afterwards, a huge cyan phantom suddenly rose from Mo Ruoyan's body, like a cyan giant overlooking the world, and a cyan god descended, covering the whole world with divine power.
"Lingxiao God Call! Summon my ancient gods from Lingxiao Holy Land!"
Seeing that huge phantom, Mie Yin exclaimed again.
Lingxiao God Call, one of the forty-nine unique skills of Lingxiao Holy Land.
According to legend, this Spiritual Heaven Call has been lost for countless years in the Holy Land of Lingxiao.
In fact, it is not lost, but for endless years, no one can successfully comprehend the magical skill, which made outsiders think it was lost.
But he didn't expect that today's Mo Ruoyan would display his magical skills.
"Lingxiao Divine Call!"
"Lingxiao Divine Call!"
"Lingxiao Divine Call!"
"Holy Lord!"
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Not only Mo Ruoyan, but even the warriors of Lingxiao Holy Land all changed their complexions. They were shocked, joyful, and hopeful, and then hope rose in their hearts.
"I didn't expect that the Holy Master would practice this divine skill, and become the Spiritual God's Call that has been lost for countless years!"
"Great, great! Holy Master!"
"Perhaps God can't bear the destruction of our Holy Land of Lingxiao!"
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Immediately afterwards, even Shi Feng felt that the Lingxiao Tower, which was held in his left hand, suddenly trembled extremely violently, as if it had been strongly summoned by some mysterious force.
Inside the Lingxiao Divine Pagoda, there is an incomparably mysterious imprint, Shi Feng tried to break it before, but he couldn't break it at all.
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