Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

Chapter 1379, Too naive

"boom!!"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the mountain behind Qingyao.

Everyone was horrified to see that the disappearing spiritual palm appeared thousands of miles away out of thin air, and fell down with a bang, obliterating a mountain peak.

"hiss…"

"What method is this?! Reverse the universe?"

"Emperor Realm?"

Countless startled sounds suddenly resounded, even Zhu Jie swallowed hard at this moment.

With his strength, looking at Qingcang, he is also an extremely existence, and he is a person who respects the Taoist ancestor.

Just now he slapped, although he didn't try his best, even if it is the supreme being, it is absolutely impossible to stop it easily.

What's more, with such a weird method, he was moved thousands of miles away?

Inexplicably, Zhu Jie felt a chill in his heart, feeling that today... the end is approaching.

He raised his head and looked at the place where the black light spread, but saw an incomparably graceful figure, stepping on the wind and thunder, descending from the sky.

At this moment, the world overturned, and the immeasurable slaughter began to recover.

Among the crowd, Pang Yun, the Great Elder of the Temple of Killing, suddenly changed his expression, and his whole body was full of spiritual brilliance, and he wanted to escape from this place.

Qingyang is dead, and now it seems that this mysterious person who suddenly appeared must be the real strongman of the Ling clan.

And as a running dog of Qingyang, he will surely die today.

Taking advantage of the chaos to escape, perhaps there is still a glimmer of life.

When this person kills Zhu Jie, he is afraid that he will have no chance of surviving! !

"Buzz!"

However, at the moment when Pang Yun's figure just moved, he saw that the emptiness was thousands of miles away, and the situation changed again.

And the figure that was walking through the air disappeared strangely in place.

Pang Yun's face suddenly turned pale, and a chill rose in his heart.

At this time, he seemed to see that the space in front of him was twisted strangely, and a white and slender hand pierced through the deep sea and made a light imprint.

"Do not…"

Even Pang Yun's second-rank Heavenly Sovereign's cultivation base felt a kind of horrifying horror at this moment. On the palm of his hand, divine splendor surged towards that jade hand.

"Puchi!!"

only! !

The moment the two palms touched, Pang Yun's eyes suddenly widened.

And his entire arm shattered open, and half of his body was torn apart by a terrifying and strange force.

There is no way to resist, and even... there is no room for fighting back.

"Boom!"

Blood was spilled, and the sky was dark.

The blood rain containing the supreme power suppressed all the Dao rhymes in the entire world.

However, before Pang Yun could react, he saw that plain hand protruding out again, and gently imprinted on the top of his head.

"Puchi!!"

This time, Pang Yun couldn't even resist, and a head shattered the moment the jade hand fell.

The blood of the gods fell, crushing the ancient mountains, and turning thousands of miles of space into ashes.

All the elders and disciples of the Killing Temple backed away in horror, but there were still some unlucky people who were covered by the power of the gods and blood, and their bodies and spirits were destroyed.

The sky is dark and the sun is dark.

And in the darkness, a figure finally gradually manifested.

It was an exquisite and graceful woman dressed in black, with a coquettish face and a graceful demeanor.

There was a faint chill on her face, like the coldest frost in nine days.

But even so, her beauty is still thrilling and yearning.

Wisps of colorful mist spread outside his body, devouring the light, implying the supreme trend of suppressing mountains and seas.

"You... who are you?"

Zhu Jie's lips quivered slightly, his tone full of fear.

The Ling family has a profound background and countless strong people, this is the consensus of Qing Cang.

It's just that this family has always been hidden from the world, and rarely shows up in the world.

Ling Yuanxing alone is enough to deter all races.

However, the strength of the woman in front of her is obviously still higher than that of Ling Yuanxing.

"Dare to take action against me, the young master of the Ling clan, as a supreme being, old man, you really deserve to die."

Midie stood in the void, looking down at Ling Xiao, with a gleam of concern in her eyes.

Ever since Ling Xiao sent her voice transmission just now, Midie has been non-stop, tearing through the void all the way from God's Battlefield, and rushing to this northwest place.

But even so, if she was a moment late, Ling Xiao might be suppressed.

With Midie's heart, it is rare to show such angry emotions.

But in her eyes, not to mention being suppressed, even if Ling Xiao suffered a slight injury, it would be an unforgivable crime! !

"I...I didn't know he was the young master of the Ling clan...I..."

At this time, Zhu Jie was already panicked in his heart.

It stands to reason that the Lord's Palace is in charge of the heaven and the earth, so he should have been above all living beings.

However, the Ling clan is different!

This ancient Fang clan is a force that even the world lords would fear. With him as the second elder of the Shadow Soul Hall, how can he contend against it.

Although the aura of the woman in front of her is still at the supreme level, her combat power can be called terrifying.

Although Pang Yun's cultivation was only at the second rank of Tianzhizun, even if Zhu Jie wanted to kill him, he would definitely do his best.

But just now, this woman only swung two palms, and killed a Heavenly Sovereign! !

absurd! !

Are the Taikoo Ling clan really so terrifying?

Up to the ancestor, down to the young master, they are all so evil that they are invincible in the same realm, and even cross the border to kill the enemy?

"Your ignorance is not the stick you rely on to seek forgiveness. I, the young master of the Ling clan, entered the world, and the Ling clan has never intervened in the struggle of my peers, but... if someone relies on the old to sell the old, there is only one end."

Mi Die's voice was cold, containing undeniable majesty.

It was as if, in her eyes, the elder of the Shadow Soul Hall, who had reached the fifth rank of Heavenly Sovereign, was nothing more than an ant that could be killed with a wave of his hand.

"No...it was him, he killed my descendant of the Shadow Soul Palace, the Ling clan, this is a provocation!! Are you really going to declare war with my World Lord Palace?!"

Zhu Jie looked sad and angry, and wanted to run away, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

The method that Midie showed just now was too shocking.

Especially the kind of control over the void, which is not something that ordinary supreme powers can contend with.

At the very least, Zhu Jie didn't think that he could escape from the Ling Clan Supreme.

"act recklessly!"

"Patriarch Midie."

only! !

Just when Midie's eyes were cold and she was about to make a move, Ling Xiao suddenly called out softly.

"Huh? Young Master..."

The chill on Midie's face dissipated almost instantly, and the eyes she looked at Ling Xiao were filled with unspeakable tenderness.

"hiss."

With such a look, even Ling Xiao felt chills all over his body, as if... a mountain torrent had nowhere to pour out, and once there was a breach, it would definitely be... a flood.

"Senior, you just said... that I killed Qingyang to declare war on your Shadow Soul Palace?"

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, his eyes were gentle, and he was a different person from when he killed Qingyang before.

"Isn't it?"

Zhu Jie snorted coldly, suppressing the fear in his heart.

Ling Xiao's actions today are undoubtedly a slap in the face of the Lord's Palace. Even if he dies here today, I am afraid that in the future... the Seven Great Temples will avenge him and Qingyang.

"Hehe, it turned out that I was too stupid and naive, and I had too much trust in the so-called light and justice in this world."

Ling Xiao let out a long sigh, his eyes were vicissitudes of life, and the pain on his face saw that the hearts of all the powerful people who killed the temple around him sank.

Chapter 1380, Apology with death

"you you…"

What do you mean by mua?

At this moment, Zhu Jie's old face had already froze.

No matter how you look at the expression of the young master of the Ling clan, it seems that...he killed Qingyang, but because Qingyang deserved to die, he committed a heinous crime in the Shadow Soul Palace?

"Everyone in the world says that the Lord's Palace is in charge of Qingcang and suppressing evil, which is the only way to make the people prosperous and restore the prosperity of the past."

Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes were particularly cold.

"I was fortunate enough to see the divine appearance of Xue Xiyan, the young master of the Lord's Palace, and fought against the demon with the young master, severely wounding him."

"Shaojun is not afraid of life and death, and the figure of fighting demons alone often comes to my mind, urging me not to forget the shame of the human race, and to be fair to the common people."

"This…"

Hearing this, there was a look of solemn awe on the faces of everyone present.

The demon of the sky, the source of evil in the nine heavens, the gods dare not sing their real names.

When Xue Xiyan and Ling Xiao joined forces in the first battle, they were unparalleled in loyalty and a model of righteousness.

It is also because of this that the son's righteousness resounded through the blue sky, and no one knew it.

Both of these two are contemporary leaders and have the opportunity to master the sky.

However, what is the purpose of Young Master Ling Xiao talking about this past at this time?

"But I really didn't expect that such a dirty and filthy person is hidden in the palace of the world master who claims to slay demons and demons and suppress evil!!"

A look of resentment suddenly appeared on Ling Xiao's face, he raised his head and looked at Zhu Jie, fearlessly.

"You... what do you mean?"

"What do I mean? Doesn't this senior know?"

Ling Xiao snorted coldly, the murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised.

With Midie here, Zhu Jie will definitely die today.

However, killing is simple, but if he wants to kill someone who is convinced and admired by the world, he needs some small means.

Now that the Ling Clan was born and competed for the Grand Rhyme of Heaven and Earth, the Ten Thousand Clans were already afraid, and they dared not speak out.

If the Ling clan behaved too domineering at this time, it would only intensify this contradiction.

What's more, there has never been a shortage of people who see the wind and stir the flames in this world.

Once those ancient clan masters with ulterior motives take advantage of this to fuel the flames, the Ling clan will completely fall into a passive situation.