Chapter 237

"Sister Qingqing, why does xiahuang want to see me?"

Lingxiao looked at Ling Qingqing and asked slowly.

"I don't know the specific reason, but it should be related to the eight wastelands!" Ling Qingqing said.

"Eight wastelands?"

Lingxiao's eyes showed a trace of doubt.

"It is said that ten thousand years ago, the eight wastelands suffered a great disaster. At that time, there were eight ancient countries in the eight wastelands, namely heaven, earth, Xuan, Huang, Yu, Zhou, Hong and Huang. The disaster lasted for a long time. It is said that the eight wastelands were broken. After the disaster, the four most powerful ancient countries of heaven, earth, Yu and Zhou disappeared, leaving only Da Xuan, Dahuang, Dahong and Zhou The great wilderness and the ancient country lingered! "

Qingqing's eyes showed a trace of emotion and said: "it is said that ten thousand years ago, the eight ancient countries were the masters of the eight wastelands, and the strong in the king's territory and the emperor's territory emerged one after another. It is said that there are also the strong in the supreme territory!

However, that great disaster not only destroyed the four ancient countries, but also the remaining four ancient countries declined to the extreme, not even the strong ones in the realm of kings, and the so-called five martial arts holy places are just the rising sects in recent years.

The eight wasteland is the place left by the great disaster ten thousand years ago. Among them, there are the inheritance and treasures of the four ancient countries, as well as countless mysterious places! "

"The catastrophe ten thousand years ago?"

Lingxiao's eyes showed a trace of meditation. The so-called catastrophe should have happened after his death, but what is it? Is it the real dragon supreme?

Lingxiao felt that the ten thousand years had been shrouded in layers of fog. The real dragon supreme, Jinse and his disciples had no trace, as if they had disappeared out of thin air.

"Since there are eight wastelands, why are the four ancient countries so down and out?"

Lingxiao asked.

"The eight wastelands can be said to be the battlefield of the great disaster. Although there are the inheritance of the four ancient countries, there are not many, and most of them have been divided by several martial arts saints. Ten thousand years have passed, and nothing useful has been left!"

Qingqing smiled bitterly.

If it were not for the inheritance and treasure in the eight wastelands, several martial arts holy places could not rise so quickly.

"In that case, isn't the eight wastelands a waste land?"

"You can say so! However, there is a treasure place in the eight wastelands, called yin-yang Valley, which contains pure yin-yang evil Qi. It is sprayed every ten years. It can not only break through the master's realm for the strong who live in the dragon and tiger realm, but also break through the master's realm. Only this treasure place is in the hands of the four ancient countries. I doubt the king wants you to enter Into the valley of yin and Yang! "

Ling Qingqing said slowly.

"Yin Yang Valley?"

A fine awn appeared in Lingxiao's eyes.

As they walked, they walked through the numerous palace roads and finally came to an ancient and vicissitudes of black palace.

Great wilderness hall!

It's an important place for the great wilderness king to deal with the government and dominate the world. Lingxiao didn't expect that Xia Huang would choose to see him in the great wilderness hall.

Outside the great wilderness hall, there are two rows of soldiers wearing black armor with heavy and terrible breath. Each one has indifferent eyes and exudes towering evil Qi. Their Qi machines are intertwined with each other, making the great wilderness hall more solemn and solemn.

"You go in. The king is waiting for you inside. Remember, don't be so stubborn. The king is the king after all!"

Let Qingqing take a look at Lingxiao and charge him.

"Don't worry, sister Qingqing!"

Lingxiao smiled faintly and walked along the high stone steps towards the great wilderness hall.

The dignified warriors on both sides looked at Lingxiao with cold eyes, like a blade, but Lingxiao didn't feel it. He still looked calm. He slowly walked up 81 stone steps and stood in front of the great wilderness hall.

"Lingxiao, come in!"

A heavy and dignified voice sounded, and the two doors of the great wilderness hall opened slowly.

Lingxiao looked indifferent and stepped in.

Boom!

The gate closed again.

The great wilderness hall is brightly lit and very wide, but now it is very empty. Only one person sits on the huge dragon chair above.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a black dragon robe and a flat crown. He was full of awe and arrogance.

His stature is very tall, as if he can open the world. His eyes are vicissitudes, with a faint flicker of God's awn. He sits on the Dragon chair and looks down at the sky. The Majesty in his eyes makes people kneel down when they see it.

This is the magnanimity of those who have been in the upper position for a long time, and this is the master of the great wilderness!

Summer wasteland!

Lingxiao looked straight at Xia Huang, looking calm and indifferent, as if he had not been affected by Xia Huang's momentum at all.

"It's said that you refined the soul reviving pill. You're very good!"

Xia Huang's eyes showed a trace of appreciation and slowly stood up from the Dragon chair.

Lingxiao can feel that Xia Huang, like Ling juechen and Chunyang immortal, are the top nine accomplishments of heaven and man, but together, Ling juechen and Chunyang immortal are not Xia Huang's opponents.

Because, on the body of summer wasteland, there is the breath of dragon vein.

A large part of the reason why the great wilderness ancient country has existed for thousands of years is because of the dragon vein. The summer famine can mobilize the power of the dragon vein, so even if he has nine cultivation accomplishments in heaven and man, he can burst out a combat power comparable to that of the Marquis!

However, the dragon vein also bound Xia Huang, because the princes need to reflect the heart of heaven, understand the power of the will of heaven and earth, do not stay in things, and do whatever they want. However, Xia Huang, affected by the dragon vein for a long time, it is very difficult to understand the power of the will of heaven and earth with his own power.

Therefore, the person who needs the soul reviving pill most is Xia Huang!

"The king is polite. Lingxiao is just a fluke! What's the matter with the king calling me here?"

Lingxiao said faintly.

Xia Huang looked straight at Lingxiao for a moment, smiled and said, "like Ling Zhen when you were young, you have a kind of pride in your bones, but your appearance is really similar to your mother!"

Xia Huang's voice was very light. The powerful momentum disappeared, and the whole person became extremely peaceful. There was a trace of nostalgia in his voice.

"My mother?"

Lingxiao's eyes flashed.

"You must blame me for ignoring you these three years? If I say that I don't let you inherit the title of demon king of town, is it to protect you, do you believe it?"

Xia Huang looked at Lingxiao and said slowly.

"Protect me?" Lingxiao was stunned.

"You may know something about your mother more or less, but you don't know what your mother represents behind her. It's a terrorist force enough to break the universe!"

Xia Huang sighed lightly. There was a trace of fluctuation in his eyes, as if he was afraid and shocked.

"My mother? Is there a strong force behind him? It should make you feel afraid?"

Lingxiao asked faintly, but there was some speculation in his heart.