Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

Zhan Xiaotian bowed suddenly and bowed deeply to Ling Xiao.

At this moment, in his heart, there was a real awe of Ling Xiao.

If it wasn't for the young master today, he would not be able to leave Emperor Wu City at all, let alone appear in the Zhan Dynasty with such an upright posture.

even! !

Even if in the end, he fled Wudi City according to the plan of his father and the high priest, how many of the [-] warriors in front of him would be left?

"Go."

Ling Xiao waved his hand and threw a sound transmission talisman at Zhan Xiaotian, "From today onwards, the Zhan Dynasty will be protected by our Ling clan."

"Congratulations, son!!"

"Congratulations, son!!!"

The [-] war attendants, together with the war emperor, all bowed down, watching the dragon chariot go away in awe.

In the past few days, what happened in Emperor Wudi's city has already spread throughout the entire territory of Shenwu.

For Zhan Xiaotian, the kindness of Young Master Ling Xiao is like rebirth!

It wasn't until the dragon chariot was hidden in the clouds that Zhan Xiaotian got up and fell from the sky.

In front of him, a middle-aged man in a golden robe stood with his hands behind his hands and a gentle smile on his majestic face.

Behind the middle-aged man stood a beautiful woman in a golden robe, graceful, luxurious, quiet and elegant.

"Father, Queen Mother!"

Zhan Xiaotian burst into tears, and knelt down in front of the two with a plop, already choking with sobs.

"Just come back, just come back!"

"My son, you have suffered."

Zhanhuang and Houhou also held back their tears, lifted Zhan Xiaotian from the ground, and headed towards the central bank of the ancient city.

"Royal father, queen mother, I'm going to the ancestral land and seek retreat with the ancestors!!"

Zhan Xiaotian clenched his palms tightly, sweeping the wind and clouds with his aura.

Above its head, there seems to be a sky hanging down, suppressing all worlds and encompassing all fields.

"But... Xiao Tian..."

The Emperor of War looked hesitant, even though the Emperor of the War Clan could inherit the name of Emperor of War.

But all the Zhan Clan, even the powerhouses of the Three Thousand Immortal Dynasty, know that there is only one Zhan Emperor in Qingcang, the ancestor of the Zhan Clan who conquered the world and conquered thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in the northwest of Qingcang.

only! !

Although Zhan Xiaotian is now protected by the son and returned to the Zhan Dynasty, once he behaves too evil, it is inevitable that he will not be secretly guarded by Emperor Shenwu.

"Father, don't worry, since the son said that he will protect our Zhan Dynasty, he will never allow anyone to trample on the dignity of our clan."

Zhan Xiaotian's eyes were cold, and he obviously had complete trust in Ling Xiao.

After all, with this young master's strength, if he really wanted to destroy a dynasty, there was no need for such trouble.

"This…"

"Father!! Do I, the Zhan Clan, continue to linger? With this oath of the Dao of Heaven, do you think... Emperor Shenwu will let us go?"

Zhan Xiaotian took a deep breath, and the blue dome above his head vibrated, deriving thousands of miracles.

"Hey, Xiaotian has grown up..."

A look of vicissitudes appeared on Zhanhuang's face, he nodded slightly, and looked up at the distant sky.

The sky appears, and the martial arts are destroyed.

Now that the heavens have appeared, why should he hesitate?

With Xiaotian's talent and the inheritance of his ancestors, he will soon stand on the top of the blue sky.

It's just that I don't know whether Emperor Wu's cultivation has broken through the shackles and achieved a new world supremacy.

"Okay! This time, father trusts you."

In the end, Zhan Huang seemed to have made up his mind, and reached out to pat Zhan Xiaotian on the shoulder.

After suffering for 300 years, now that Zhan Xiaotian can return to the Zhan Dynasty, he should also believe that this youngest son already has the strength and character to be his own.

The Zhan clan is full of loyalty, but has been bullied by Shenwu for 10 years. This tone... is really depressing.

Now, since Young Master Ling Xiao is willing to advance and retreat with Xiaotian, perhaps... this will be the only opportunity for the Zhan Clan to stand up.

After all, everyone in the world knows that when Emperor Zhan took the initiative to back down, it was only then that Emperor Wu's grand feat of unifying a thousand dynasties was fulfilled.

But only every patriarch of the Zhan Clan, that is, the inheritor of the Zhan Emperor, knows that a shocking gambling battle broke out between the two great emperors.

In the end, the Emperor of War was defeated, and he was willing to be a minister. He stationed at the frontier of Emperor Shenwu for 10 years, and he was also protecting the soldiers who had fought side by side.

But according to the guess of the war emperor, Emperor Wu was also seriously injured, and even used the martial arts taboo technique in order to win the battle.

From the very beginning, Zhan Huang didn't think that after the unification of the world, Wu Di would easily let Zhan Clan and the many supreme powerhouses who followed him go.

Therefore, in that battle, the Emperor of War was not for the throne, but for... frightening Emperor Wu.

Now that 10 years have passed, Emperor Wu has never shown up. It seems that the injuries he suffered back then were far more serious than what the Emperor of War had imagined. This gave the Zhan Clan more time.

However, Emperor Wu is so talented, there is no way that he will fall easily.

Zhan Clan, sooner or later, will face the real anger of this great emperor.

Of course, according to the general plot, the existence of Emperor Wu is most likely a huge stepping stone for Zhan Xiaotian's rise to immortality.

After 10 years of self-cultivation, he should have revived the prestige of the emperor.

However, this Emperor of the Divine Martial Arts had an astonishing scheming plan. With a seriously injured body, he found a new way to fuse the veins of the Canglong, the origin of the emperor, and the blood, bones, and soul into the bronze coffin, in a vain attempt to develop the world by himself and achieve the real world. Unique in the world.

As a result, he probably never dreamed that he, the majestic emperor, did not fall in the conquest of thousands of dynasties, did not fall in the hands of the war emperor, but fell in... the forbidden ancestral land he arranged.

Hehe, find another way.

The path in this world, if it is well established, is to stand out and become famous.

If it is not good, it is... no dog leash.

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away.

Ling Xiao lay reclining on the chariot, watching the changing clouds in the distance, the clear wind and bright sun with clear eyes.

The situation in Emperor Shenwu's dynasty has now been completely disrupted by him.

Regardless of what happened to Wu Hongsi, the conflict between the two forces was completely over.

And as long as Zhan Xiaotian is given some more time to grow up, this imperial dynasty... should be completely destroyed.

"Young Master... Are we going back to the Ling Clan?"

Xuanyuan Weiyang tilted her little head, and a hint of melancholy suddenly appeared in her eyes.

The scene of Zhan Xiaotian returning to the Zhan Dynasty just now was really touching.

Inexplicably, Xuanyuan Weiyang also missed relatives and friends in the clan.

"if not?"

Ling Xiao smiled, but saw that Xuanyuan Weiyang suddenly got bold enough to rub against his arms, "Master, when will you go to Manbei to see Eldest Auntie? She seems to miss you very much."

Before leaving, Xuanyuan Lengtan once said that she could not return to the Xuanyuan Clan unless she had cultivated the Human Emperor's Sacred Code to the seventh level.

Although with Xuanyuan Weiyang's talent, sooner or later he will cultivate this scripture to perfection, but... today he has no intention of practicing, and wants to go back to the extreme north to see the wind and sand and snow.

only! !

Of course, Xuanyuan Weiyang couldn't tell Ling Xiao these words, otherwise, once the little aunt asked, it would be embarrassing.

But, if the young master wants to go to Manbei to visit his aunt, shall I show him the way to the head office?

whee.

"Oh? Is my mother missing me, or are you homesick?"

Ling Xiao stretched out his hand and flicked Xuanyuan Weiyang's forehead, but saw a layer of haze rising from the girl's face, and stuck out her tongue, "No, I'm not homesick! I'm already an adult, only children to be homesick.”

Xuanyuan Weiyang snorted softly, turned her head to look elsewhere, but the rosiness at the tips of her ears still revealed the embarrassment in her heart at this time.

Of course, now Ling Xiao's body has reached the border of Manbei, and Xuanyuan Weiyang has surrendered again.

As long as he has a thought, he can bring it from the domain to the Xuanyuan family.

Can…

This time Ling Xiao went to the Xuanyuan Clan not to visit his mother, but to intimidate the Clan. It was somewhat inconvenient for Wei Young to be around.

Another day, when the golden dragon and jade chariot landed in the center of God's Battlefield, Ling Xiao also disappeared immediately.

At the same time, in the extreme north, a figure in black stood in the void, looking coldly at a majestic ancient city below.

This city is called Beidi City, and it was built when the Xuanyuan clan was expelled.

Today, the status of this city in the extreme north is like that of the Jiezhu Palace to the major forces in Qingcang.

The barbarians have always been based on the ethnic group and live in the iceberg desert.

In their hearts, Human Emperor Xuanyuan is the ancestor of the human race who opened the sky. Although it cannot be compared with ancient gods such as Fuxi and Nuwa, it is still the foundation for the continuation of the human race's inheritance.

Even though the immortal clan now controls the nine heavens and overwhelms all races, in the hearts of the barbarians, their beliefs have never changed!

Chapter 1319, Young Master Yumo

The extreme northern barbarians are cruel by nature, drinking blood like hair.

What they believe in is the power of nature. They use wind, fire, thunder, lightning, mountains, rivers and rivers as totems, and most of the exercises they practice are based on totems.

For 10 years, thousands of barbarian tribes have been sealed here and passed down from generation to generation.

only! !

Now that the world lord is missing, many barbarian lords are no longer reconciled to living here, trying to go out of the extreme north and fight for the world again.

It's a pity that Xuanyuanyue is now in charge of the Xuanyuan Emperor Clan, and she doesn't agree with the ideas of the barbarians, so... although the extreme north seems to be stable, it is actually already undercurrents.

Even the Xuanyuan clan is now gradually divided.

Among them, some members of the Xuanyuan clan headed by Xuanyuanyue believe that the general situation of the world is beyond the control of the Xuanyuan clan, and the long-term solution is to wait and see how it changes.

However, a group of contemporary Tianjiao headed by Xuanyuan Jichen, the second ancestor of Xuanyuan, insisted on leading the barbarians to be born and fight for the sky, and won the approval of many elders.

Speaking of this Xuanyuan Jichen, although the talent is not as good as Xuanyuan Weiyang, his reputation is far higher than that of the contemporary emperor.

Because, ten years ago, he was born under a pseudonym, roamed the world, and defeated the peerless evildoer who ranked No. 13 among the [-] heroes of the human race, and was considered to have the appearance of a sequence.

At this moment, in the Beidi City, a black-clothed figure walked with his hands behind his back, walking calmly.

But everyone who passed by him would stop unconsciously, looking at the young man's fair and handsome unparalleled beauty, his eyes trembled.

Different from most of the barbarians in the imperial city, this young man is slender and wears a robe with tied hair, obviously from Qingcang.

For these outsiders, the extreme north has always been very welcome.

But even so, no one dared to be disrespectful to the boy in black at this time.

Because, there is an innate noble aura about him, like a god who has been banished from the nine heavens, every ray of his eyes contains supreme majesty.

In this extremely northern place, Ling Xiao didn't deliberately hide his face.

After all, no one knew him except his mother.

It wasn't until a majestic and tall ancient temple stood in front of him that Ling Xiao stopped, with a gentle smile on his lips.

In the next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

At this time, in the ancient temple, on a square paved with bluestone.

I saw a group of Xuanyuan clansmen gathered together, looking joyfully at the two opposite figures not far away.

One of them was a tall and straight young man in white clothes, with sword eyebrows and starry sky, and an extraordinary aura.

The other person was a peerless woman with a cold expression.

The woman is also dressed in white, with dark eyebrows.