Cangling World - Chapter 442

As the emperor, Qiu Haikong controls the entire Ancient Phoenix Clan and knows many secrets.

Outsiders thought that the Ancient Phoenix Clan only had one imperial soldier, the “Phoenix Slash”, but Qiu Haikong already knew that the statue of the Great Emperor Ancient Phoenix was the second imperial soldier of the Ancient Phoenix Clan, and it was more powerful.

But he also knew that this imperial weapon was not created by the ancient emperor, but the Taoist Holy Body that coerced the eternity and defeated the powerful people in the underground world.

That person is the ninth generation of Lin Luo!

In the entire Divine Continent, only ten people knew about this.

Qiu Haikong is one of them.

“Unexpectedly, 60,000 years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the unyielding young man back then has also become the emperor today.” Lin Luo patted Qiu Haikong’s shoulder with relief.

Qiu Haikong was not born in this life.

He was born as early as 60,000 years ago.

However, at that time he was only a young man with ordinary talent in the Ancient Phoenix Clan, but because of his unyielding energy, he was favored by Lin Luo and the Great Ancient Phoenix Emperor.

In that lifetime, Lin Luo figured out that Qiu Haikong would do a lot in the future, so he was completely sealed until he woke up three thousand years ago.

It can be said that he is one of Lin Luo’s real old friends.

However, Qiu Haikong was a few generations lower.

“Haikong can have today’s achievements, thanks to the cultivation of the son and the emperor.” Qiu Haikong is neither humble nor arrogant.

“You’re still the same as before.” Lin Luo looked at him and suddenly said: “Before, I was not in Shenzhou, and during this time, I have already inquired about the major events of these tens of thousands of years.”

Hearing this, Qiu Haikong’s expression changed slightly, and he said: “Haikong doesn’t know how to explain the matter of the Profound Sky Holy Land, all I know is that they were destroyed together with the fall of the Sky Splitting Realm Lord 40,000 years ago. .”

In the era of reincarnation, four supreme powerhouses in the fairyland were born successively: Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, Immortal Soul, Linluo Ninth, and Split Sky.

Among them, the Master of Ten Thousand Demons created the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons, while Soul Immortality built the Holy Land of Immortality in the Central Territory. Lin Luo himself was born in the Heavenly Profound Holy Land, which inherited the previous era.

As for the cracking sky, it came from the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons.

Forty thousand years ago, Kaikong lived a full 10,000 years.

At that time, the leader of the underground world, the Nine Nether Realm, launched an attack, the powerful enemy invaded, and the air splitting led the army into the underground world, and finally stopped the invasion of the Nine Nether Realm at the tragic price of death.

After that, the Heavenly Profound Holy Land where Lin Luo was cultivated was destroyed by a mysterious force overnight, and even the Imperial Army and the Immortal Formation were wiped out.

Three thousand years ago, when Qiu Haikong was recovering, he was very shocked when he heard the news, and he couldn’t believe it.

After becoming the emperor of the Xiantai realm, he made unannounced visits to the ruins of the Tianxuan Holy Land more than once, but to no avail.

Now that Lin Luo returned, he immediately reported all the information he had inquired about over the years.

“In one night, I was able to destroy the Tianxuan Holy Land that I left behind. It seems that the person who took the shot has at least entered the second-level Reincarnation Domination Realm of the fairyland. Who is it, who is going to lose a threat to someone The Holy Land?” Lin Luo frowned, and after thinking for a long time, he had no idea.

When he entered Shenzhou and inquired about the news, he was equally shocked when he learned that the Profound Sky Holy Land had passed away.

If the Profound Sky Holy Land was not there, he would not have ventured to come to the Ancient Phoenix Clan.

After all, even though he didn’t leave the Immortal Artifact in the Profound Sky Holy Land back then, he left behind an Immortal Formation composed of four Emperor Armaments.

Going there, he can get a powerful shelter, enough for him to quickly restore his previous life cultivation base.

Fortunately, he also left behind in the ancient phoenix clan, and the emperor of this life is the younger generation Qiu Haikong who was trained by his own hands.

If the contemporary emperor of the ancient phoenix clan was not Qiu Haikong, then the current Lin Luo would not stand in this main hall, but would be forced to control the ancient phoenix emperor statue, an imperial soldier, to compete with the entire ancient phoenix clan.

“Master, now that you have just returned, why don’t you rest here for a while?” Qiu Haikong could see that Lin Luo intended to travel far, but he still made a suggestion.

“Yes, at least until I achieve the realm of heaven and man, I won’t leave for the time being.” Lin Luo waved his hand, and two figures walked out of the ancient city space, the Taoist Zizhu and the demon.

At this time, the demon was sleepy, rubbed his eyes with two small paws, yawned, and fell asleep on Lin Luo’s shoulders.

“Hey, there’s a monster of plants and trees, it seems to be the servant of the young master.” Qiu Haikong glanced at Daoist Zizhu, then stared at the demon, his pupils shrank: “This demon seems to have a strange power in its body, more powerful than I ever had. The ones I met in the demon world are much stronger.”

“This little guy, it’s not easy.”

Lin Luo stroked the demon, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

As the reincarnation of the master of ten thousand demons, the demon cannot be ordinary.

Originally, his plan was to first go to the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons in the Western Regions and use the resources there to cultivate demons, but now that he has come to the Ancient Phoenix Clan, he simply stayed for the first time.

Daoist Zizhu stared at Qiu Haikong, whose breath was as deep as the sea of ​​stars, and was speechless in shock.

Although Qiu Haikong just glanced at him just now, Daoist Zizhu had a sense of powerlessness that all the secrets of his entire body were seen, and he immediately knew that the middle-aged man in front of him was very extraordinary.

“By the way, my mother and some friends have also come to the Ancient Phoenix Clan. I want to go see them first.” Lin Luo said something that made Qiu Haikong stare.

“what!”

“The son’s mother is in the clan?”

Qiu Haikong was speechless.

He swept across the entire mountain with the power of the majestic Primordial Spirit, and quickly identified Zhang Zhiyan, Mu Wanqing and others who were related to Lin Luo’s breath, and was relieved when he found that the other party was cultivating in a valley and was unharmed.

“Sir, I’ll accompany you there!”

Qiu Haikong took the initiative to open the gate of the main hall.

“Alright.”

Lin Luo nodded and walked ahead.

Daoist Zizhu looked at the dozens of Great Daoists outside the door, so shocked that he didn’t dare to take a breath.

But soon, he made a surprising discovery.

The middle-aged man who was very respectful to Lin Luo seemed to be the master of this place, but the aura that he inadvertently revealed could suppress everyone outside the door.

This can’t help but make Daoist Zizhu secretly say: “What is the origin of the son, so that the top powerhouses who can overwhelm many powerful people are so respected. Could it be that… he is a direct descendant of a certain imperial family?”

“wrong!”

“I clearly remember that before the son was sent into the ancient city space, the son’s destination was the ancient phoenix clan. Could it be that this place is the ancient phoenix clan?”

Daoist Zizhu suddenly came to his senses, looked at the brows of the great masters around him, and found that there were pure phoenix imprints there, and suddenly said in shock: “My God, the son really came to the ancient phoenix clan!”

“Your Majesty, where are we going?” A king of Junyanjing with five kinds of rhythms on his body looked at Qiu Haikong, his eyes swept over Lin Luo inadvertently, and he thought a lot.

“Follow Young Master Lin.”

Qiu Haikong didn’t say much and followed Lin Luo’s footsteps, but deliberately slowed down by half.

“The emperor?”

Daoist Zizhu suddenly realized something, and his heart almost stopped with excitement.

As for the many great powers around, they looked at each other, not knowing what medicines were sold in Qiuhaikong gourd.

But doubts turned into doubts, and they still followed.