Chapter 3939 (1/2)

Ling Huang tried to endure the pain in his body, and his eyes contracted violently. He looked at Xuan Tong with vigilance in his eyes.

Muyu, a woman who has lived in the deep palace for a long time, is kept as a canary. How can she get such fatal power? When Xuan Tong appeared, Ling Huang knew that it must be Xuantong's power to bathe in the rain!

”Xuan Tong...”

Ling Huang whispered the name from the bottom of his heart. He felt a little familiar. All of a sudden, Ling Huang's eyes dilated rapidly, and his whole body faintly trembled at Xuantong: ”you, you, you You are Xuan Tong! ”

Linghuang remembered that many days ago, the tuntian people in the demon Shenling mountain had a battle with the giant Protoss. The winner was Xuan Tong of the tuntian clan!

Combined with Linghuang's feeling of the turbulent swallowing power in his body, and Xuantong's self reporting to his family, Ling Huang instantly determined that the man in front of him was the tuntian clan who chopped off the head of the giant god with a sword on the demon mountain!

Although the Emperor Ling never left the palace of Lingxiao city after he ascended the throne, every morning, the courtiers of Lingxiao city would send new news from the tomb of God.

Also from the memorial, Ling Huang saw a few words about Xuan Tong!

”Do you know me?”

Xuan Tong looks at Ling Huang in surprise.

”Lord Xuantong fought with the giant god in the demon mountain, and cut off the head of the giant god with a sword. How brave he was! How could I not know that he became famous all over the world in one day.” Ling Huang quickly changed his face and said humbly, ”I don't know where I offended Xuantong, but let him treat him like this?”

”Can the strength in the old man's body come from master Xuantong?”

Linghuang's old face is dignified. If the phagocytic power in his body is really from Xuantong, then Linghuang will almost certainly die!

Xuan Tong smiles and doesn't answer. He just takes a sip of wine.

”It's my fault that Mr. Xuantong didn't greet him far away when he came to Lingxiao city. Please forgive me. I'm willing to take out many treasures to apologize and ask him to kill me.” Ling Huang clasped his fist and bowed his head. He said to Xuan Tong with a prayer.

Being injured by Ling Huang in the rain, her pale face appears a color of surprise. She is staring at the young people who are drinking on the jade bed. How can she think that Xuantong has the power to make Linghuang such a strong person bow his head?

And it seems that Ling Huang is very afraid of Xuan Tong!

Xuantong said: ”spare your life I'm afraid not! ”

Ling Huang was stunned and asked, ”with master Xuantong's strength, he is the God of the tomb. If Lord Xuantong wants to die, I naturally know that he is doomed. But can I ask him to tell me why he has to kill me?”

Xuantong chuckled: ”there are two reasons. First, I want to kill you in the rain; second, I need to use the power of Lingxiao city to help me do some things.”

Ling Huang's eyes shrunk and looked at the rain, but shook his head and laughed bitterly.

Muyu is the first beauty of the God tomb. Before her beauty, it is estimated that few people in the world can resist such temptation.

Xuantong was deeply immersed in the beauty of the rain, and Ling Huang also took it for granted.

As for the second reason, what Xuantong wants Lingxiao city to do for him is not important to Ling Huang.

”Since master Xuantong didn't mean to let go of old me, I'm sorry for my rudeness. Before I die, I also want to see the ability of master Xuantong!” All of a sudden, he bowed his eyebrows, but suddenly he was in a low breath.

The cultivation of Jiujie Taoist realm broke out with all one's might, which set off a storm in the whole rain Pavilion.

The thundering and dreary force pounded the void, deafening, as if a dragon were going to rush out of the void and devour the world.

Ling Huang mobilized the power of Jiujie Daojing to the extreme and launched a full attack.

The power of this blow is almost infinite, close to the existence of daozun.

Muyu was shocked by Ling emperor's momentum and spat blood. He quickly yelled at Xuantong: ”master, be careful. The strength of this old monster is not so good. The number of people who can fight with him on this day is not more than one hand!”