Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

And the Unforgivable Demon Armor that originally shrouded Ling Xiao's body directly revealed its original appearance.

On the ancient and mottled armor, there are strange magic lines flowing one after another, and the crack running through the chest seems to be interpreting the cruelty of the battle between immortals and demons.

Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at the countless phantoms standing in the air. The next moment, he stepped forward and directly turned into a demon.

"Wow!!"

The heavens and the earth whimpered, and the magic power billowed, shocking the world.

At this time, although Ling Xiao hadn't completely fused the demon bones, he stood there as if a demon had come to the world, and his gestures and gestures were filled with a terrifying demon nature.

even! !

Wherever a ray of his magic light passed, it made people tremble as if their souls had died.

With one thought, the end of the world begins.

Facing the means arranged by the reincarnation Tianfu powerhouse, Ling Xiao used the magic in his body to the extreme for the first time.

The whole body, like a piece of supreme magic gold, is indestructible and shatters the dark.

I saw his figure passing by, and infinite visions appeared around him.

Every wisp of aura makes all things come to an end, and all worlds come to nothing.

"Boom!"

Between Ling Xiao's brows, a round of Demonic Sun Totem quietly emerged, and the divine power emanating from it was enough to suppress the Six Paths and ban Samsara.

And his figure finally appeared in front of the countless phantoms. The moment he swung the magic blade in his hand, the entire space... was completely dead silent.

Thousands of demonic brilliance burst out, and the black light covered the light.

The world at this moment is respected by demons! !

The originally rushing aura of reincarnation quietly annihilated away.

And the phantoms of the countless strong men shattered one after another the moment the magic blade cut out.

Above the sky, the long river of reincarnation reveals its true form, flowing endlessly, unchanged from ancient times.

Ling Xiao pierced through the void in one step, and broke into the long river of reincarnation alone.

All the magic energy in his body was concentrated on the magic blade, and then... cut off with all his might.

"Wushuang, Daoyuan."

"Crack."

Time freezes, the void does not exist.

I saw a ray of unsurpassed sword light hanging down from the sky, just like the dark sea turned against the sky, breaking the ancient times.

And the long river of reincarnation also seemed to feel the fear, and evolved a series of gods and immortals, trying to resist the sword.

Can! !

At this moment, over the sea of ​​souls, a demonic sun suddenly rose into the sky, and every ray of brilliance it emitted contained a palpitating force of suppression.

"Crack!"

The moment Dao Hui fell, the entire river of reincarnation broke directly from the middle.

The mighty power of reincarnation poured down, obliterating Ling Xiao's figure.

But at this moment, there was no wave on his face, but a hint of doubt.

He seemed to see that at the end of the long river, in a place where samsara was annihilated, a man in white was leading a petite figure walking through the air, further and further away.

Outside of the two of them, there is a magical cover, and the way of heaven is not soaked.

only! !

Just when the figures of the two were about to disappear with the long river of reincarnation, that petite figure suddenly stopped and looked back at Ling Xiao.

On that slightly immature pretty face, there was clearly a trace of a pure and evil smile.

Chapter 1280, Ten Thousand Swords Open the Sky

"Bai... Ling?"

Ling Xiao stood upright in the void, and there seemed to be a streak of blood falling from the corner of his mouth.

I saw that in his soul sea, the crystal clear and colorful brilliance covered the sky and gradually disappeared.

In each of these rays of light, there is an evolution of an era or the past of a strong man.

With such a terrifying power of reincarnation, even if Ling Xiao's soul sea had a divine talisman of the beginning, guarded by the ancient Pangu stone, he still suffered serious injuries.

even! !

In Ling Xiao's view, if it weren't for these two great fetishes, even ordinary supreme powers might not be able to withstand such a vast breath of reincarnation.

However, what shocked Ling Xiao at this time was not the power of reincarnation.

It was the two figures walking hand in hand at the end of the long river of reincarnation.

From that white-clothed man, he could feel a mighty and mysterious power.

To put it bluntly, with Ling Xiao's current cultivation, he might not be able to bear the glare from his eyes.

Especially the kind of aura that transcends the world and transcends the six realms is even more inexplicably awe-inspiring.

The Lord of Reincarnation, if Ling Xiao's predictions are correct, this talent should be the supreme existence who was the strongest of the human race and once fought against immortals and demons.

As for the child in his hands, although his face was immature, Ling Xiao could still see the outline between her eyebrows and eyes.

Bai Ling.

only! !

What Ling Xiao couldn't figure out was why there was a gloomy wave in her eyes?

That ray of eyes seemed to have penetrated through the ages, seeing all the ups and downs, unrestrained, evil and indifferent.

But judging by her appearance, she is obviously just a child.

Who is she?

What is the relationship with the Lord of Reincarnation?

Ling Xiao's figure descended from the sky, and all the magic in his body disappeared.

As the colorful spiritual power poured down, he could feel a clear ray of spirituality coming from outside the sea of ​​souls.

Obviously, after merging the power in the long river of reincarnation, the Ten Thousand Soldiers Daozang finally fell into his hands.

And his soul realm has also made a breakthrough, stepping into the category of the seventh rank of the holy realm.

"Om."

In the realm, Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly opened.

At this time, the space he was in was still the Heavenly Mansion of Reincarnation that Yang Yuan broke into just now.

But at this time, this space is surrounded by an invisible force, and all dao are wiped out.

"Son!"

Not far away, Xia Zhimeng's pretty face was startled, and he walked quickly to Ling Xiao's side.

She could see that although Ling Xiao still looked calm and breezy at this time, his aura was a little sluggish.

This was the first time Xia Zhimeng saw the young master was injured, and he couldn't hide it.

Soul injuries are more difficult to heal than physical injuries. It seems that the strength of that colorful spirit shadow is really terrifying.

Ling Xiao waved his hand, looked up at the golden hall, and thought about it, but saw the immortal brilliance overflowing from the hall, and it turned into a stream of light and submerged into his sea of ​​souls.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Xiao raised his palm lightly, and the originally clear sky and earth suddenly turned ups and downs, turning Wang Yang into gas.

On top of his head, ten sacred artifacts were entrenched in the void, blooming a biting cold light.

At this time, Ling Xiao could feel that with his current state, he could only activate ten holy artifacts at the same time at most.

And as long as his cultivation base enters the holy realm, he may be able to display a hundred ways, or even a thousand ways.

But if you want to display the true power of Wan Bing Dao Zang, you must at least be in the Supreme Realm.

Otherwise, no matter whether it is spiritual power or physical strength, they will simply not be able to withstand the power and influence of these countless holy artifacts themselves.

certainly! !

If it were an ordinary Tianjiao and evildoer, even if he stepped into the Supreme Realm, he would not be able to bear the power of thousands of soldiers.

"interesting."

Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at the ten holy artifacts floating above his head.

At this time, in his soul sea, a treasure hall suddenly emerged, and as his soul body stepped into it, the dazzling array of holy artifacts was even more shocking.

Axes, hooks and forks, swords and halberds, everything is available.

Even with Ling Xiao's disposition, there is an extremely absurd feeling at this time.

He could guess that Samsara Tianfu, as a former ancient sect, must have a profound background.

But he still didn't expect that a single daozang would be so shocking.

And as Ling Xiao's palm was protruded, the sword radiance around him was ups and downs, and all the swords were silent in the whole Taoist treasure.

With the movement of Ling Xiao's soul, he put the great sage Futian, Sanqian Xuyu, and dozens of ancient swords into the Daozang by him.

Ling Xiao didn't have much interest in axes, axes, knives and forks.

It seems that in the future, he will have to spend some time searching for some holy swords and replacing other holy artifacts in this collection.

In this way, one day, he will step into the Supreme, repair three thousand sword bones, and wave his hand... ten thousand swords will open the sky.

"Congratulations, young master, for getting this fortune."

Xia Zhimeng bowed and bowed deeply to Ling Xiao.

At this time, although the expression on her face was full of joy, there was some complicated meaning in her eyes.

Yang Yuan is dead.

Originally, she thought that she would feel relieved and finally be able to get rid of this senior brother who had been setting the flag all day long.

But, inexplicably, there was some panic.

How will the son treat her?

Also, where did Master go?

"Ah."

Ling Xiao nodded slightly, and the ten holy artifacts on top of his head immediately dissipated.

The whole world was dead silent.

The aura of reincarnation that filled this world has long since dissipated. Only the colorful fairy road leading to the outside world seems to prove that this place...was originally an ancient fairyland.

"Zhimeng, do you know who your parents are?"

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, looked down at Yang Yuan's body, and kicked him into the deep stream under the fairy road.

"parents?"

Xia Zhimeng's pretty face froze for a moment, and she shook her head in a daze.

From the day she can remember, she has been practicing by the teacher's side in the Taoist sect of nothingness.

In the past, she also asked the master about her life experience, but the master never said anything.

"It seems that in order to protect you, Elder Yu should have erased some of your memories."

Ling Xiao nodded slightly, his eyes flickered with soul light, and his face was inexplicably troubled, "Zhimeng, there are some things that I don't want to hide from you anymore."

"Your...Young Master? What's the matter, you...you..."

"Actually, your father and I are old acquaintances."

"What... what?!"

Xia Zhimeng's face turned pale, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she always had some bad premonition.