Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

And judging by the boy's appearance and demeanor, he was quite in line with the rumored young master of the Ling clan.

Unexpectedly, he actually had friendship with Chi Luo.

"Just now the master of the Qingyang Palace said that he wants Elder Yu to kill the owner of the blood bead?"

Ling Xiao stuck out his palm and directly held the soul-thirsty ghost bead in his hand.

"This bead is mine."

"Oh?"

Qingyang smiled playfully, and his eyes became more and more gloomy, "So, today, Young Master Ling came here to trouble Qing?"

"Master Ling?"

Hearing this, the faces of all the powerful people in the Temple of Killing suddenly froze, and the eyes of Ling Xiao looked more and more fearful.

Killing the Temple, as the name suggests.

Although the group of elders and disciples in front of them may not be stronger than Qingcang's top clans.

However, what is truly powerful about this side is the control over the darkness, the shadows arranged everywhere in Qingcang, and the technique of assassination.

To put it bluntly, even an ordinary Supreme Being would be extremely afraid of killing a strong man in the Holy Land in the Temple of Death if he hides in the dark.

only! !

No matter how terrifying the Killing Temple is, it is still nothing in front of the Taikoo Ling Clan.

Why did Chi Luo bring this young master of the Ling clan to Qingyao Mountain today?

Judging by the expressions of the two of them, I'm afraid... there is no purpose.

Could it be that the scene 300 years ago will be repeated again?

"Looking for trouble?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, showing a bitter smile, "Everyone knows that I, Ling Xiao, don't like to cause trouble, but..."

Ling Xiao changed the topic, and his face suddenly turned cold, "If someone relies on his identity and acts recklessly, Ling doesn't mind...send him to reincarnation."

"Oh? Behaving recklessly? The young master took the treasure of the ghost clan and came to my killing temple to find fault. He actually said that others were behaving recklessly..."

Qingyang didn't care about Ling Xiao's threat at all.

The Taikoo Ling clan is strong, so strong that it can be compared with the Jiezhu Palace.

However, if this ancient clan really possessed the strength to compete against the World Lord Hall, why did they hide from the world for 10 years?

It can only be said that it is not strong enough.

At the very least, facing Ling Xiao, Qingyang does not have the awe of the ordinary clan's Tianjiao.

Villains, most of them have strong backgrounds, without exception.

"I found this ghost bead from a secret place, and... when I found this bead, there was still a remnant soul in it, he told me..."

Ling Xiao's eyes swept across the group of powerful people who killed the temple, and a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face, "His name is Xia Chen."

"what!!"

The entire Qingyao Mountain was suddenly dead silent.

At this time, there was a hint of doubt in everyone's eyes.

If what Qingyang just said is true, then the remnant soul in the ghost bead should belong to the third descendant of the ghost clan.

Xiachen?

What kind of secret is hidden in this tragedy 300 years ago?

Chapter 1374, Exclaim

"Xia Chen?"

Qingyang opened his mouth slightly, and exclaimed exaggeratedly, "The young master is really innocent, Xia Chen was killed by the descendant of the ghost clan long ago, and the saint Chi Luo beside you told me about this."

"You really don't cry until you see the coffin."

Ling Xiao turned his head and glanced at Chi Luo, who immediately understood, and walked up to the strong men in the killing temple, "Seniors, 300 years ago, it was Qingyang who threatened the Holy Land of Yaochi and forced me to take action and seriously injured Xia. Chen, this ghost bead is actually obtained by the Lord Xia Chen from killing the third successor of the ghost clan, I swear with my heart, everything Chi Luo said today is true."

"Hehehe, Chi Luo, Chi Luo, you really don't change your mind. You betrayed Xia Chen back then, and now you betray me."

Hearing this, the elders of the Temple of All Killers fell silent again.

They actually had doubts in their hearts about what happened 300 years ago.

However, Qingyang's methods are too cruel, and now with the support of the Great Elder, no one in the entire Temple of Killing dares to oppose him.

What's more, Xia Chen is dead, but Qingyang has proved his innate ability in these 300 years.

Following him, the Temple of Killing God will surely regain its glory.

"Qingyang, you are despicable and shameless, even if you die today, I will clear up Xia Chen's grievances."

With an agitated expression, Chi Luo suddenly raised his hand and took off a white jade hairpin on his head, crushing it severely.

Immediately, an extremely stern killing momentum suddenly descended.

The runes condensed, the divine brilliance gushed out, and the entire space instantly collapsed.

"This... this is... the Mark of Killing God?!"

"The Mark of Killing God!! Why is this mark in Chi Luo's hands?"

This time, the faces of the elders of the Temple of All Killers could no longer remain calm.

This imprint was left by the Killing God, and it not only contained the inheritance of the ancient Killing God, it was also a symbol of the identity of the Lord of the Killing God.

"Elders, this seal was handed over to me by Xia Chen before his death. Now...I will return it to Xia Chen's descendants. I hope you can follow the ancestor's precepts of the Temple of Killing and recognize who is the master of the Temple of Killing. "

Chi Luomei's eyes were red, and she turned to look at Yu Yi, "Senior Yu... May I ask who is Miss Xia..."

"give it to me."

Bai Ling said indifferently, and raised his hand to snatch the killing god mark.

She and Ling Xiao held the same soul seal, Yu Yi and Xia Zhimeng didn't dare to refute at all.

And after all this was done, Chi Luofang breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.

"Chi Luo, Chi Luo, you are still so simple."

From the beginning to the end, Qingyang didn't panic at all, and there was even a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"If you took out this seal and uttered these lies 300 years ago, you might have elected a puppet to be the Lord of the Killing God Hall, but now..."

Qingyang shook his head, looked up at the boy in black on top of his head, "The Temple of Killing is my Qingyang power, Ling Xiao, I will give you a choice, get out, or... die."

"I promised Xia Chen that I would help him take back the Temple of Killing."

Ling Xiao looked calm, and there was not much surprise in his eyes.

With Qingyang's xinxing means, 300 years is enough for him to build the Temple of Killing into his sect that truly belongs to him.

And the reason why Ling Xiao spent all his time finding Chi Luo and Yu Yi was just to...have a legitimate reason to kill Qingyang, and put a black pot on the head of the Lord of the Realm.

As for loyalty, it is just that the chips for betrayal are not enough.

As long as Qingyang dies, these powerful people in the Temple of Killing will eventually kneel at the feet of the victor.

"Ling Xiao, I heard that you have the name of the invincible generation. If you die at the hands of the Supreme Lord of my Killing Temple, I am afraid that the Ling clan will not let it go. Why don't we... Let's gamble."

Qingyang smiled coldly, he was not afraid of Ling Xiao, but it didn't mean he dared to kill Ling Xiao.

Especially now, the world lord is missing, and the seven masters of the palace can't retreat. Even Young Master Xue has kept a low profile, so he naturally dare not touch the bottom line of the Ling clan at this time.

"Oh? What bet?"

Ling Xiao stands in the void, surrounded by divine brilliance, with a detached demeanor.

At this time, his smile was quite thought-provoking. This villain's routine is indeed the case, and he always likes to gamble.

If a person of the first rank of the Holy Realm is a man of destiny, Ling Xiao still needs to worry a little bit.

But, a villain with no luck... what right does he have to shout in front of him.

"You and I fight, you lose, get out, I lose... I will give up the position of the Lord of the Killing God to you!"

Qingyang smiled domineeringly. As we all know, the difference between the holy realm and the honorable realm is like a curse from heaven.

Under the holy realm, everything is common.

Even if Ling Xiao's combat power is against the sky, and his immortal appearance is unmatched, how can he compete with him?

What's more, his method of Shadow Soul Palace has never been used in front of others.

That is the supreme supernatural power inherited from the Shadow Soul Palace Master, even in the holy realm, it is difficult for anyone to block it.

"I don't care about the seat of the Lord of Killing God. Today you...must die."

Ling Xiao's voice fell, and he stepped out directly.

Around him, colorful mist suddenly spewed out, forming a galaxy for thousands of miles, and falling straight towards Qingyang.

The sky collapsed, and all roads were silent.

Thousands of avenues gather in one palm, imprisoning the world and suppressing vitality.

Time, void, darkness, and raging flames emerged alternately, faintly, and everyone seemed to see that the palm print contained an entire river of epochs, intertwined into billions of stars, an indescribably miraculous vastness.

This scene is too shocking.

At this time, even Qingyang's contempt froze in an instant.

He knew that Ling Xiao was very strong, but he didn't expect him to be so strong.

Such a vast sea of ​​fallen stars was even more spectacular than the meteor shower he had shown his sister to see before.

"Hmph! I want to kill a saint for mere respect!!"

Qingyang raised his head, looking at the palm prints falling from the sky, his eyes gradually showed a sense of war.

In the past 300 years, he has been practicing in secluded cultivation in Qingyao Mountain, and he has never competed with his peers.

Now it seems that in this troubled world, evildoers are indeed born in large numbers.

"Om!!"

There is also a myriad of rays of light outside Qingyang's body, and in his hand, a crystal clear sword manifests out of thin air.

The sea of ​​stars is colorful, transforming into a mighty sharp edge, unparalleled in killing and attacking, with the momentum of opening the sky, he suddenly slashed towards the spiritual palm.

The sky and the earth split, and a thick and majestic saber swept across the sky, smashing countless stars.

The sky is full of brilliance, like fireworks in a prosperous age, shocking people's hearts.

At this time, even many strong men whose cultivation base has stepped into the supreme realm, have a strong look of horror on their faces.

terrible! !

The combat power of these two contemporary evildoers is really terrifying! !

Such a terrified situation, unstoppable by all enemies, is really a bit... the grand occasion of the conquest of various clans 10 years ago.

Qingyang stood in front of the hall, the clouds were calm and the wind was breezy, with a hint of arrogance on his face.

Even if Ling Xiao's fairy appearance is the same, but...he is only a noble state after all.

As long as he exerts a little bit of the power of the holy pattern, all offensives will be defeated by themselves.

"Om!!"

only! !

Just as the saber slashed down the stars and shattered the spiritual seal, a loud sword chant suddenly came from the end of the sea of ​​stars.

Shocking the sky, the edge is eternal! !

Chapter 1375, You deserve it

"Ok?"

Qingyang frowned slightly, and looked up into the void.