Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

Looking at Qingcang, apart from those supreme powerhouses who can achieve this step, I am afraid that only the serial monsters have such supernatural power among contemporary people.

Who is this person? !

"Don't show up yet?"

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, a contemporary Twelve Jue in Tianque Mansion, not Yan Jue known for his combat power, did not pose any threat to him at all.

Such things as charm are said to be incomparably mysterious, but what can be shaken is still the desire and greed in the bottom of the heart.

For the pride of this world, human beings always have flaws.

However, Ling Xiao...is not a human being.

Xiangyun, he can kill with a wave of his hand.

The reason why he didn't act in a hurry at this time was not because he felt pity for the fragrance, but because he wanted to force the strong man hidden in the ghost fog to show up.

although! !

Ling Xiao could feel that there seemed to be a terrifying sealing force on the octagonal altar.

But just now this person was able to display the soul offensive, presumably there is a way to get out of it.

"You... who are you!!"

Xiangyun covered his severed arm with his hands, looking terrified.

At this time, she seemed to have an illusion that she was like an ant in front of the black-clothed figure in front of her, without the slightest resistance at all.

"What about you? Who are you?"

Ling Xiao smiled playfully, and deliberately lowered his voice, "Or, you can also tell me, who is this... behind you!"

"Don't even think about it!!"

"Buzz!"

At the moment when Xiangyun's words fell, a clear light lit up in front of his eyes again, smashed the sky, and fell down with a bang

even! !

With Xiangyun's strength, at this moment, it feels like the entire space is bound by an invisible force, and it is difficult to break free.

terrible! !

Although the black-clothed figure in front of him didn't have the slightest sense of coercion from the holy realm, or the aura of supremacy.

But every time he makes a move, he can make the world lose its color and wipe out ten thousand ways.

Especially this kind of pure and flawless sword power seems to be able to tear apart the blue sky! !

"Push."

Xiangyun's arm was broken again, and the blood was sprayed, and the mind of this contemporary Yanjue had already completely trembled.

"Master!! Help me!!"

Then, she turned around suddenly, and frantically rushed towards the octagonal altar, screaming in horror.

Seeing this scene, Ling Xiao didn't take any action to stop it, but quietly looked at the place filled with ghostly fog.

The next moment, I saw his fingers stretched out, and I wanted to swing them down again.

At this moment, in the ghost mist, suddenly two points of cold light lit up, like a pair of pupils, showing a strange ice blue color.

"Kakakakaka!"

At the same time, the countless white bones scattered in the mountain path suddenly stood up unsteadily.

Densely packed, boundless!

Even many of the skeletons are not complete, but they still stand on the mountain road, making strange noises.

At this time, in their eye sockets, there were two icy blue soul lights jumping, rushing towards Ling Xiao fearlessly.

only! !

Although the number of these bones is terrifying, their strength is too low. Only those who are completely preserved and even have a trace of spirit left can exert some power and influence before birth.

And looking at the bone shadow rushing towards him like a torrent of bones, Ling Xiao didn't see a trace of waves in his eyes.

I saw his palm suddenly clenched, and the Divine Dragon Emperor Sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

The vast holy power is like the scorching sun, emitting extremely bright brilliance.

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, and swung his sword to chop down.

"Zheng!!"

Suddenly, above the void, there was a terrifying sword energy condensed.

A great force that cut across the sky and the earth fell suddenly, like the moon falling on the galaxy, the sky overturned, and the nine heavens were reversed.

Indistinctly, an ancient dragon emperor's shadow tore open the sea, penetrated to the ancient times, and swept out.

And where the Dragon Emperor's sword passed, phantoms of immortals and gods stood on the sky, overlooking the common people.

Thousands of white bones shattered in an instant, and it was difficult to withstand the sword's momentum.

until! !

An icy-blue arm surrounded by ghost patterns suddenly emerged from the end of the mountain path, passed layers of white bones, and lightly touched the center of the dragon shadow's eyebrows.

"Crack!"

A shattering sound resounded immediately, and countless cracks burst from the dragon shadow, and finally turned into golden light and sprinkled from the sky.

Ling Xiao's eyes were light, but there were not many surprises on his face.

Just now with a sword strike, he didn't try his best at all, just slashed out casually.

And this strong man in the ghost fog has a cultivation base above the holy realm, and his methods are strange.

Even if Ling Xiao is confident, a strong man in the holy realm may not be his opponent, but... it will definitely take some tricks.

What's more, from the beginning to the end, Ling Xiao had a feeling that a ghost clan who could cast a curse on Wu Hongsi could never be an ordinary strong man.

This person is likely to be a destiny, a destiny of a foreign race.

So, everything makes sense.

He murdered the clan and caused chaos in Qingcang, perhaps just for... the revival of the ghost clan.

"You are very strong, but... in front of the master, you are still inferior to an ant."

Among the vast bones, a cold and indifferent voice suddenly came.

I saw a figure stepping out of the mist, breaking through the sword's brilliance, and appearing in front of Ling Xiao.

Xiangyun! !

It's just that at this moment, this contemporary Yanjue's arms are in a strange shape.

Thick, huge, ice blue all over, surrounded by thousands of ghost patterns.

Ling Xiao was somewhat familiar with this color.

It seems that when Lu Ming finally performed the secret technique of the ghost clan, the ghost standing behind him was this... flawless and pure ice color.

"The dark son of the ghost clan."

Ling Xiao nodded slightly, not too surprised by everything in front of him.

Since it is fighting for the sky, all ethnic groups will make arrangements in advance and arrange many means.

But right now, it seems that Xiangyun's luck may have come from finding the evil sect's secret treasury when he fell off the cliff and survived.

However, in the end, because of the hatred in her heart, she still sold her soul to this strong ghost clan, and became a...turbulent pawn.

"act recklessly!!"

Xiangyun snorted coldly, his eyes were filled with hatred.

Ghost clan Anzi, these four characters are always a crack in her heart.

If she hadn't been blinded by hatred, how could she have done such a thing of betraying the human race!

Now, it's too late to say anything.

And what she has to do is to kill everyone who knows this secret! !

Chapter 1308, First successor

"Om!!"

Xiangyun's soul palm sticks out, and it turns into a long river of souls out of thin air, sweeping the world.

There seem to be thousands of stars paved in it, blooming with infinite soul light.

It's just that Ling Xiao didn't have the slightest wave of emotion on his face, holding the dragon sword tightly in his palm, and his whole body seemed to be glowing with radiance.

Immediately afterwards, on the dragon sword, rune patterns surged, and Dao rhyme was born, like a golden dragon, wrapped around Ling Xiao's arm.

And as Ling Xiao raised his palm, he heard a loud and clear dragon chant that resounded immediately, like Huang Zhong Dalu, with unparalleled sharpness, as if it could shatter the heaven and earth through the ages.

"Crash."

The originally rushing Soul Star River was directly torn apart by this sword force! !

The entire mountain path was cut off from it, and a hidden radiance fell from the gap in the sword path.

Xiangyun's face changed drastically, but before she could even react, she saw the sword's momentum descending with a bang, which was several times stronger than the one just now.

Cut off the void, the brilliance is gone.

even! !

At this time, Xiangyun only saw a ray of golden light flashing away, but her body was cut off directly at the waist, without a trace of defense at all.

"Puchi!!"

It's just that at this time, her vitality has not been extinguished, blood is flowing all over the place, and her eyes are full of panic.

How can it be? !

She has clearly obtained the master's gift, the illusion of the soul arm, with unparalleled power, why can't she even resist a ray of sword power? !

"If you don't show up again, your servant will have no chance."

On the mountain road, there was a sudden sound of low footsteps.

I saw Ling Xiao stepping over slowly, raised his foot and stepped on Xiangyun's head under his foot.

A daughter of luck who has been planted with a soul mark is of no use to her at all.

She was still alive, and she was just a decoy.

"Master...help me..."

Xiangyun was panicked and at a loss, and his heart was terrified to the extreme.

"Humph!!"

On the altar, ghost fog surged.

I saw a ray of soul power quietly condensing, turning into a hundred-foot soul blade out of thin air, penetrating the heaven and earth, and coming horizontally.

Ling Xiao's eyes were slightly condensed, especially the strange divine lines on the soul blade, which made him feel a heavy oppression.

"Are you finally willing to show up?"

"Buzz!"

Between heaven and earth, there was a sudden hum.

I saw a magnificent fairy palace suddenly standing above Ling Xiao's head.

Dao patterns overflow on it, deriving into a dark yellow sun and moon.

And as Ling Xiao raised his palm lightly, the gate of the Immortal Palace suddenly opened wide.

Ten ancient swords that shone with celestial brilliance appeared in the air, and each of them was engraved with the holy will of ten thousand dao, and the natural force formed itself.

Time stood still, the void stagnated, and the ten ancient swords suddenly fell down, like a long river of sword energy, tearing apart the sea and cutting through the cycle of reincarnation.

Thousands of miles of void, sword intent surged, as if a galaxy emerged, colliding with the soul blade brazenly.