Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

Between heaven and earth, there was a sudden hum.

I saw the figures of Xiong Huan and others flitting out, and rushed towards Chen He directly.

Especially Ning Chuan, with a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes.

Seeing his gaze, the void suddenly exploded.

An ancient array gleaming with blood appeared out of thin air, and the array filled with it made several leaders of the holy realm feel palpitations.

Outside Feng Ruge's body, there was even more green mist, but all the disciples of the Heavenly Thieves Alliance who were ten feet away from her body found strangely that their physical bodies were divine souls, and suddenly... shattered inch by inch.

"Boy!! You really think that my Heavenly Thieves Alliance is afraid of you!!"

Chen He gritted his teeth fiercely, looking at the hall square that instantly turned into hell, his eyes were full of shock and anger.

Although he guessed that a respectable young man dared to come alone, he must have something to rely on.

But now it seems that he still underestimated the boy's means.

"Roar!!"

But before Chen He pondered for too long, a deafening roar suddenly came from above his head.

I saw Xiong Huan falling from the sky, like an ancient giant bear, opening its bloody mouth angrily, wanting to swallow him in one gulp.

"Second!! Kill that boy in black!!"

In Chen He's eyes, killing intent surged, and he saw his palm suddenly clenched, and an ancient knife cut across the sky, blooming with extreme brilliance.

At this moment, he already knew that the group of people in front of him were all servants of that young man.

And as long as they are killed, these people may no longer have the will to fight.

Of course, even though the disciples of the Heavenly Bandit League were being massacred at this time, Chen He still didn't panic in his heart.

Although he is now the leader of the Heavenly Thieves Alliance, he still has to obey Su Lao secretly.

With Elder Su around, there are only a few holy places in the area, and nothing can cause any disturbances.

"Om!!"

Hearing this, Xun Lanzi, the second leader of the Heavenly Thieves League who was fighting with the barbarian demon, suddenly sneered, and the spirit sword in his hand was surrounded by endless wind traces, forcing the barbarian demon back a step.

And his figure took the opportunity to break away from the battle group and ran towards Ling Xiao.

Thousands of miles into the sky, the killing momentum suddenly appeared.

I saw a sudden gust of wind, chilling the cold.

Ling Xiao looked calmly at the figure holding the sword, without any panic on his face.

Although the second leader of the Heavenly Thieves League has comprehended the Dao of the Wind, compared with Ling Xiao's Perfect Dao, this wisp of wind really seems...too fragile.

The first rank of the holy land has no luck.

Compared with Qingyang, this Xun Lanzi's holy will is simply too sloppy and threatening.

"Boy!! Courting death!!"

At this time, Xun Lanzi came from the sky, and cut out the ancient sword in his hand.

Strands of wind traces lingered on the edge of the sword, turning into a hundred-foot sword shadow, cutting off the sky.

The torrential holy will fell from the sky, and before the sword's edge arrived, the bluestone on the entire square had already cracked countless cracks.

Even the god emperors and honorable servants behind Ling Xiao were crushed to the ground by this sword force, vomiting blood and dying.

Obviously, Xun Lanzi had already used his full strength in this sword.

But even so, Ling Xiao still stood calmly on the spot, his black clothes shaking, his dark lines shining brightly.

The next moment, I saw his palm stretched out, and the void behind him shattered.

I saw ten shining ancient swords coming out of thin air, each showing its own magic.

The ear-piercing sound of sword chanting resounded for thousands of miles, the situation changed drastically, and then...Ling Xiao swung lightly, and above the ten swords, the divine light suddenly flourished, and directly slashed upwards with the momentum of cutting the sky.

Around each of the ancient swords, there are endless visions.

Time seemed to be frozen, and the sword force Xun Lanzi swung was completely pierced by Ling Xiao's three swords.

And the remaining seven swords, carrying the momentum of cutting immortals and destroying gods, traverse Cangming.

Xun Lanzi's face changed drastically, and he was about to dodge and retreat, but felt that the entire void suddenly froze.

Above its head, there seems to be an ancient formation evolving, hanging down to suppress the magnificent momentum of the world.

"Push."

Not surprisingly, the seven swords pierced the sky with infinite sharpness, and directly tore Xun Lanzi's figure apart, turning it into a rain of blood.

The world is silent! !

Even Chen He, who was teaching with Xiong Huan, had a strong shock and horror on his face.

Cultivate in a dignified state, and slay the saint with a wave! !

What a beauty, what a dominance! !

You must know that between the honor and the holy realm is the natural moat of cultivation.

Many people are even trapped in the state of dignity for a lifetime, and they dare not easily try to break the holy robbery.

The biggest difference between these two realms lies in the holy pattern.

A person of respectable state fuses the aura of heaven and earth to transform his own spiritual power, which is stored in the sea of ​​pills.

The holy robbery is to temper the body, condense the holy pattern and attach it to the pill sea, so that the monk's spiritual power can carry a trace of the general trend of the world.

Moreover, as long as the holy realm powerhouse who has condensed the holy pattern, the spiritual power in the pill sea is several times stronger than that of the noble realm.

And the two holy patterns are a new world.

All in all, the more holy patterns there are, the more terrifying the power of the way contained in the offensive, and the more surging the spiritual power stored in the pill sea.

It's not that it has never happened before.

But anyone who can cultivate in the respectful state and cut against the holy state is all the real monsters in this world.

How can it be? !

Who is this boy?

With his talent, it is absolutely impossible for him to be an unknown person.

What kind of existence did the Su family invite this time?

"boom!!"

Just when everyone's expressions were terrified and their hearts were shaken, in the depths of the Great Hall of the Bandit League, a terrifying aura suddenly rose into the sky.

Above the sky, a black-clothed figure quietly emerged, with a dazzling aura, like a sun, revealing the indestructible power of the gods.

He stood in the void, calm and calm, but just a glint in his eyes made people tremble and dare not look directly at him.

"Has it finally appeared?"

Ling Xiao looked up at the figure that suddenly appeared, with a slight smile still on his face.

Now it seems that this talent should be the real master behind the scenes of the Heavenly Thieves League.

Although the third-rank earth supreme being is not the top of the world, he is still the supreme existence in this mass burial domain.

It's just that he doesn't know what kind of relationship he has with Chu Liunian, or Su Shan.

"Young man, tell me who you are."

The old man lowered his eyes to look at Ling Xiao, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't take a respectable person into his eyes at all.

But at this time, he did not act rashly.

After all, Ling Xiao's demeanor alone cannot be cultivated by ordinary ancient clans.

This boy must be big... with a history!

"Let me guess, Su Shan's death must have something to do with you."

Ling Xiao smiled, at this moment he had already had some guesses in his heart.

If it was really Chu Liunian who kidnapped Su Shan, then the former's death must be related to the old man in front of him.

After all, a grand rogue should not do such despicable things as tearing up tickets.

And the only possibility is that someone has taken a fancy to the huge wealth of the Su family and wants to take it all for himself.

However, Chu Liunian was full of luck and did not fall, and these strong men who originally followed him, in order to avoid the pursuit of the Su family, came to the mass burial area to settle down.

However, now it seems that most of the wealth handed over by the Su family is still in the hands of Chu Liunian.

Otherwise, there is no need for him to change his name and hide himself, just to get by.

Chapter 1387 Is it unexpected?

With Chu Liunian's reputation back then, the Su family might be able to find out what he did after a little inquiring.

only! !

Now, even the Su family would never have imagined that those bandits who kidnapped Su Shan had already parted ways and completely opposed each other.

Although Chu Liunian got the property, he was not the real culprit who killed Su Shan.

The old man and the nine thieves in front of him should have betrayed Chu Liunian, but they failed to get what they wanted in the end.

"Hmph, it doesn't matter if you don't say it, the old man has a thousand ways to tell you to open your mouth obediently."

The old man in black snorted coldly, and the moment he stepped forward, there seemed to be a rhyme intertwined around him, and the fate of the whole world was quietly changed at this time.

All I saw outside him was rules hanging down and shining brilliantly, like a fairy god, containing indescribable divinity.

This kind of light was so brilliant that those god emperors and respected people only saw a round of sun falling from the sky, covering the figure of the boy in black for an instant.

In front of an earthly supreme powerhouse, the prestige... is really not even an ant.

"boom!!"

The world is overturned, and ten thousand ways are born again.

Thousands of divine scenes appeared in the sky, and mountains and rivers were broken.

A ray of sunlight is a terrifying trend that suppresses the Ten Thousand Realms.

Such a scene is extremely shocking.

And the people who were originally fighting, at this moment, unconsciously stopped the offensive in their hands, and turned their heads to look at the place where the divine splendor was turbulent.

only! !

What surprised Chen He and the others was that at this time, neither Xiong Huan, Shi Potian, Feng Ruge, nor Ning Chuan showed a trace of panic on their faces.

This seems unreasonable?

Their masters were suppressed and killed, yet these servants were able to maintain their composure.

Is it...they are determined, or are they fed up with oppression or...they have something to rely on?

Of course, with Feng Ruge and others' understanding of Ling Xiao, let alone an earthly supreme being, so what if he is a heavenly supreme?

With the combat power of those two corpse puppets, how many people in this world can fight against them?

"boom!!"

In the end, the brilliance dissipated and Daowen subsided.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sudden sound of gasping for air in front of the main hall.

The scene where everyone expected Ling Xiao to be crushed on the spot did not appear.

On the contrary, the black-clothed old man who was still so arrogant just now... was actually held by the neck from behind by a figure also wearing a blood-cloud black robe. He was in mid-air, motionless like a dead dog.

At this time, the face of the Supreme Heavenly Thieves Alliance also showed a look of bewilderment.

Just now, he descended from the sky and covered it with a palm.

Originally, in his opinion, it was impossible for a respectable young man to have the slightest resistance.

But at a critical moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, disintegrating his palm print offensive in an instant.