World Controlling God

2Ling Xiao used his mind to demonstrate the eight styles of the demonic blade to Cann Bao.    3

    

This was a terrifying technique created by the First Evil Emperor. Ling Xiao had always kept this technique in mind, but he had never practiced it.    

    

Until Luo Meiying was killed in the secret realm of Suppression Heaven Sect, and she was influenced by Cann Bao's demonic will, she accidentally entered the demonic path and used the eight styles of the demonic blade.    

    

The first form was the demonic Qi. The second style was the demonic path. The third style: Devil Ultimate Massacre; Fourth Stance: Demon Birth in Space; The fifth movement: Devil Saber Emotions; The sixth style: Demon Stomp Seven Stars; the eighth style: The Dance of Demons; the ninth style: Blood Blade Demonic Art.    

    

The Demonic Saber Eight Style was a saber technique passed down to Wind God Nie Feng by the first Evil Emperor. There were no main or secondary moves, and each of them had extraordinary power.    

    

Back then, Wind God had taken the risk to deal with Godless. He had willingly fallen into the devil's hands and refined this saber technique to perfection. The power that he displayed was enough to shake the heavens and the earth. It was a powerful Profound Arts that wasn't inferior to a Trisection Origin Returning Qi.    

    

The true power of the eight styles that Ling Xiao had practiced was evaluated by Cann Bao as being comparable to a Purple Grade Profound Skill or higher. It was clear how terrifying the eight styles of the demonic saber were.    

    

"Oh, it's not bad to be able to reach purple rank. If I can unleash its true power, I believe it won't be a problem to reach brown rank. What a pity..." Ling Xiao replied indifferently.    

    

With that said, he flew up to the Blue Flood Dragon in front of him.    

    

Only Cann Bao, who was still in a frenzy, was left behind.    

    

When Cann Bao saw that Ling Xiao actually left just like that, he felt that he could not come back to his senses.    

    

"Young... Young Master, wait for me." After Cann Bao came back to his senses, he gave a rare flattering smile and chased after Ling Xiao.    

    

Ling Xiao returned to the dragon's back and looked back at Cann Bao. He asked, "Is there anything else?    

    

Cann Bao rubbed his hands. "That... Young Master. Could you... could you repeat the move just now?    

    

Ling Xiao rubbed his sun acupoint. "I used a lot of mind power just now, so I'm a little tired. Let's talk about it in the future. Besides, this kind of low level technique isn't worth it. It's not suitable for you either!    

    

"It's suitable. Why isn't it suitable?" Cann Bao quickly replied in his heart. However, he could not bring himself to say so for the time being. He could only lower his posture and say, "Then what should young master do to be more energetic?    

    

Of course, he knew how powerful Ling Xiao's mind was. Naturally, he would not believe that Ling Xiao was weak.    

    

As for why Ling Xiao said that, he could roughly guess it. It was just that he wanted him to show enough sincerity. Otherwise, it would not be so easy to get benefits from this young master.    

    

"This is hard to say. Maybe it will be better after a short rest. Maybe it will be better after a few hundred years of rest. As you know, it is not easy to recover your mental strength," Ling Xiao pretended to be very confused and said. "It is not easy to say. Maybe it will be better after a short rest. Maybe it will be better after a few hundred years of rest. As you know, it is not easy to recover your mental strength," Ling Xiao said.    

    

Yun Mengqi wanted to laugh at the side. Fortunately, she could hold it in.    

    

In her heart, she liked Ling Xiao's shameless behavior.    

    

Cann Bao became anxious. That was a Purple rank and above Profound Skill. Moreover, it was compatible with his dark attribute. To him, it was a fatal temptation.    

    

If it was anyone else, he would have immediately killed them and robbed them.    

    

However, this was his master. As long as he had the intention to kill, Ling Xiao could immediately sense it. He, Duan Ran, could not do this.    

    

If he couldn't snatch it, he didn't have anything good to exchange with his young master. There was only one way.    

    

This method was to 'beg'!    

    

The word "beg" had hurt this super expert who had once reached the peak of the Imperial Rank realm.    

    

Back then, in order to save his life, he had lowered his body and begged Ling Xiao.    

    

Ever since he had obtained his physical body, he had become indifferent. He had practically begged Ling Xiao for nothing.    

    

Now, for this dark attribute super Profound Skill, he was going all out.    

    

He had to ask until the end. He had to ask for the Profound Skill.    

    

Only in this way would his combat strength increase greatly.    

    

In terms of strength, that bit of face was nothing.    

    

Moreover, he had already been a servant for so long. What else could he be thinking about?    

    

Cann Bao turned from a cool man to a smiling servant along the way. From time to time, he would go up and ask, "Is young master tired? Do you want some water? Or perhaps, "Young Master, are you better? Do you need a servant to help you massage your back?" The more exaggerated thing was, "Young Master. You're tired of riding on the back of a dragon. Why don't I carry you for a while? A new feeling?    

    

After Ling Xiao heard that, he fell off the back of the Flood Dragon. Cann Bao really caught him and put him on his back to fly.    

    

Ling Xiao almost spat out blood and cursed. Disgusting man, scram!    

    

Seeing this scene, Yun Mengqi smiled beautifully and was extremely happy.    

    

There was a lot of laughter and laughter along the way. There was no tension at all.    

    

...    

    

The Heavy Sword Sect was connected. Two groups of men were wiped out.    

    

The old ancestor of the Heavy Sword Sect, Luo Wudi, was so angry that he flattened a mountain.    

    

For the first time, the people of the Heavy Sword Sect felt that the old ancestor was really angry. Every one of them behaved obediently, afraid that they might accidentally get into trouble.    

    

Even though the Heavy Sword Sect was the Seventh Rank Sect, They're rich, but they broke two half-step Sovereigns in a row. Seven Earth Sovereigns and a dozen King Rank warriors. To them, their strength had been reduced by half.    

    

If Light Star Palace or Charm Sect found out about this, their good days would probably come to an end.    

    

Luo Wudi initially wanted to rush to the Purple Sky Sect personally, but after thinking about it, he felt that this might be the enemy's plan to lure the enemy. Therefore, he had been hesitating whether he should personally attack the Purple Sky Sect.    

    

To be able to kill two half-step Sovereigns and two Sixth Rank medicinal Spirit Beasts, at the very least, he should be able to kill two people at the half-step Sovereign realm and two at the Sixth Rank realm. It was something that could only be done by a single Celestial Sovereign of High Rank or several low Celestial Sovereign warriors.    

    

Although he had the strength of a Celestial Sovereign of Middle Rank, But he wasn't sure he could kill such a powerful enemy.    

    

On the contrary, he was worried. Could it be that the Heavy Sword Sect had offended some terrifying enemy and was targeted by someone else?    

    

For a moment, he could only bleed in his heart. He didn't dare to act rashly anymore.    

    

Just as Luo Wudi was feeling depressed, a guest came to the territory of the Heavy Sword Sect.    

    

At first, Luo Wudi thought it was the powerful enemy that had come to attack the Heavy Sword Sect.    

    

Without saying a word, he brought his Protective Spirit Beast and went to fight.    

    

Who would have thought that after the opponent displayed his terrifying strength, Luo Wudi would lose without a fight.    

    

Luo Wudi thought that the Heavy Sword Sect's disaster had arrived.    

    

Who would have thought that the other party didn't kill him, and even said a few more words to him?    

    

Only then did Luo Wudi know that this was a misunderstanding.    

    

The two of them didn't fight and didn't know each other. Hence, Luo Wudi welcomed that person into the Heavy Sword Sect as a guest.    

    

That expert was a woman, an old woman who had lived for more than a thousand years. Her surname was Yin.    

    

Luo Wudi could only respectfully address Big Sister Yin in front of her. He didn't have the slightest bit of dignity as the old ancestor of the Heavy Sword Sect.    

    

This Big Sister Yin had the terrifying strength of a Celestial Sovereign of High Rank. She also had a Sixth High Rank medicinal Protective Spirit Beast. How could Luo Wudi not show respect?    

    

Luo Wudi didn't know why Yin Venerable had come to the Heavy Sword Sect.    

    

He had never heard of such a terrifying figure in the northwest.    

    

Could it be an old ghost that had lived in seclusion for hundreds of years?    

    

Thus, after a round of beating, he found out that he came from the Central Region and had gone out to take in disciples.    

    

Hearing that the other party said that he came from the Martial Arts Sacred Land, the Central Region, Luo Wudi felt much better.    

    

At this time, Luo Wudi asked the Heavy Sword Sect's modern Sect Master to gather more than a thousand new disciples to come to the martial arena.    

    

The martial arena of the Heavy Sword Sect was much more spacious than the martial arena of the Purple Sky Sect. There was a huge stone sword in the middle of the arena, and in the middle of the stone sword, there were four big words, "Heavy Sword Without Peak.    

    

These few big words were filled with a murderous aura, and there was also a terrifying sword Qi that made people not dare to get too close to it.    

    

This was the word carved by the founder of the Heavy Sword Sect with his heavy sword, and he had used his heavy sword to make a name for himself. Because of this, all the disciples of the Heavy Sword Sect had used their heavy swords to cultivate. This was a rule passed down by the sect.    

    

Over a thousand disciples, all of them were between fifteen to twenty years old. There were both men and women, all of them were full of vigor.    

    

On the high platform, there were more than ten elders of the Heavy Sword Sect. They stood on both sides, but did not sit down. There were two empty seats in the middle.    

    

These two seats weren't reserved for the Sect Chief. Their Sect Leader was already standing beside an empty seat.    

    

After that, two people stepped into the air.    

    

Everyone from the Heavy Sword Sect immediately bowed and greeted them.    

    

Those who dared to fly on the main peak of the Heavy Sword Sect... Apart from their old ancestor.    

    

The other old woman was naturally Yin Venerable from Central Region.    

    

However, this old woman did not look as old as her actual age. Logically speaking, an old man over a thousand years old should be like the two of them.    

    

However, this old woman only looked to be over 50 years old. One could vaguely see her peerless beauty when she was 10 years younger.    

    

From this point, it could be seen that Yin Venerable had put in a lot of effort to maintain his health.    

    

"Big Sister Yin, please sit." An old man with a face full of white hair greeted the woman who had just entered middle age with a smile, "Big Sister.    

    

If it was an ordinary occasion, he would probably laugh his teeth out.    

    

However, no one dared to make a strange sound here. There was a flattering smile on their faces, without the slightest bit of disrespect.    

    

They did not even need to think about the identity of a woman who could be addressed as "Big Sister" by their ancestors.    

    

How could they, these little Rolo Luo, dare to act rashly?    

    

Yin Venerable didn't stand on ceremony. He nodded slightly and sat down. In an empty position.    

    

Luo Wudi then sat down as well.    

    

After that, he said, "Big Sister Yin, these are all the elites of our Heavy Sword Sect. Do you have any suitable seedlings?    

    

Yin Venerable glanced at them with disdain.    

    

"I cultivate the water attribute. Ask those who are not suitable to leave." Yin Venerable said indifferently.    

    

Luo Wudi nodded slightly and hinted to the Sect Master of Heavy Sword Sect.    

    

The Sect Master of Heavy Sword Sect understood and immediately dismissed those disciples who did not belong to the water element.    

    

The remaining seventy to eighty water element disciples waited for Yin Venerable's selection with burning faces.    

    

Once they were chosen by a supreme expert, their future path would definitely be limitless.    

    

Unfortunately, not long after, they were all thrown into the Cold Palace.    

    

Because Yin Venerable's requirements for accepting disciples were too high. He would not accept disciples who were not pure water attribute.