Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

It is said that an ancient great demon is buried here, and the might of the sky is unforgiving.

even! !

Even if the devilish energy in it escapes, it may bring about real changes in Qing Cang.

However, for Ling Xiao, this place of burial of demons can be called a blessed place.

"The place where the devil is buried?"

Ling Xiao's eyes shone slightly, and he was suddenly a little surprised in his heart.

There is a place in the world of the dead where a fairy is buried.

And in the most mysterious place of Qingcang, a demon is buried.

Could it be that there is another mysterious place where a boy is buried?

Suddenly, Ling Xiao seemed to think of something, his eyes froze fiercely.

Jun Hanche! !

This young man who briefly appeared in Daotian Academy can be said to be the strongest opponent Ling Xiao has ever met.

Even Xue Xiyan, who is holding the ancient fairy clock, can't compete with him at all.

With just one photo, he can compete with Ling Xiao evenly.

It's hard to imagine how terrifying his body must be.

only! !

Soon, Ling Xiao shook his head and overturned this idea.

Not to mention whether the secret place where the boy was buried exists, even if it exists, the boy buried there can only be a peerless evildoer who fell from ancient times.

And Jun Hanche was obviously still alive.

It's just that the name of the first immortal above the nine heavens is really incomprehensible.

If he is number one in nine days, then what is the ancient god?

"Little Lord?"

"Huh? Patriarch, who was buried in this place of burial of demons?"

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, leaving Jun Hanche behind for the time being.

The most urgent task now is to take this mortal world from the hands of the World Master Hall, and then use it as a pact to attack the fairyland.

"This... I don't know, but according to other ancestors in the clan, it seems that they are strong men who once fought for the sky. The barbarians...maybe know some secrets."

"The strong man who fights for the sky."

Ling Xiao nodded slightly, yes, the Heavenly Demon is indeed the number one demon in the Nine Heavens.

But it does not mean that in ancient times or even in ancient times, there were no other great demons in this world.

In Xuanyuan's ancestral land back then, Gutian, the demon god who possessed the dark talisman, was a good example.

Of course, no matter who the demon is, as long as it is a demon, there is no threat to Ling Xiao.

"My lord, over there in the extreme north..."

"I'll go there myself."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, and turned to look at Ling Tian who had been waiting in the distance, with a gentle smile on his face.

"what happened?"

"Brother, I plan to go back to Jianzhong."

Ling Tian gritted his teeth, although his face was a bit reluctant, but his eyes were extremely determined, "I want to keep Xun'er here."

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows lightly, but there was a suspicion in his heart.

This kid is so eager to return to the Sword Tomb, perhaps there are other good fortunes in that tomb.

But he left Ye Xun'er here, which shows that there is a great danger in that destiny.

Of course, Ling Xiao didn't have the slightest objection to this.

Ling Tian's template was originally to counterattack all the way, and eventually become the Nine Heavens Sword Immortal, destroying the world with one sword.

The more hardships, the faster he will grow.

Otherwise, once he is left behind too much by Ling Xiao, his cultivation will be completely meaningless.

"Brother! Can I ask you a question?"

Ling Tian raised his head suddenly, his eyes trembling slightly.

At this time, his palms were clenched tightly, seemingly expecting, but containing a ray of tension.

A smile rose from the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth, he raised one palm, and shook it lightly, only to see that his entire arm was emitting a radiance of immortality, and the sword was permeating, shattering everything.

"Eight hundred ways."

"Eight hundred ways..."

Ling Tian suddenly smiled, his eyes were persistent, without any hesitation.

"Brother, next time we meet, I want...to fight with you!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked down the mountain.

White hair fluttering, bright red clothes, aloof and decisive.

Chapter 1539, Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony

"Open your soul."

Just when Ling Tian's figure was about to disappear down the mountain, a gentle laughter suddenly came from his ears.

Ling Tian didn't hesitate, and directly opened the sea of ​​souls.

Immediately, a vast soul power surged in, turned into countless small golden characters, and printed into his soul sea.

"Qinglian Sword Song?"

Ling Tian stopped, with surprise in his eyes, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter and more charming.

"Junior Brother Ling Tian!!"

only! !

At this moment, Ye Xun'er's figure swept over from the top of the mountain, and quickly caught up with Ling Tian.

"Xun'er, you..."

"I said, no matter where you go, I will never leave you..."

Ye Xun'er shook her head. Although she stayed in the Taikoo Ling Clan, she could get countless cultivation resources, and she didn't have to be alone all day long.

However, she still didn't want to be separated from Ling Tian.

"This…"

Ling Tian smiled wryly, this time he returned to Longyuan to enter the Sword Tomb and find the good fortune inside.

Originally, Ling Tian planned to forge all three thousand sword bones before entering this forbidden place.

But today, after seeing Ling Xiao's powerful combat power, he understood.

Fear will only widen the gap between him and his elder brother.

Eight hundred sword bones, at the same time, my brother forged three hundred more sword bones than himself.

Such a talent made him a little disappointed, but... more motivated.

It wasn't until the figures of the two walked away that the gentleness on Ling Xiao's face gradually dissipated.

That's right, the reason why he concealed the number of his sword bones was to save Ling Tian some face.

Catching up requires motivation.

Unreachable efforts will only get more and more tiring.

That sword song was so powerful that it was obviously not a mortal thing.

Smelly brother, give him a slap in the face, and he will work hard.

"Ning Wuchuan, next to Meng Yu."

In the end, Ling Xiao looked up at the top of the sky.

I saw there, a black battleship had already stood in the void, revealing the supreme killing.

"The two of you will lead the Black Demon Guards to the Xuanyuan Clan. I will go first."

"Yes!"

A bloodthirsty smile flickered on Ning Wuchuan's face, and he returned to Qing Cang. He couldn't wait to...conquer the world.

"Buzz!"

Ling Xiao stepped forward, followed by the dragon shadow below him.

I saw Huahua's figure shattering the void and heading towards the extreme north at extreme speed.

When Ling Xiao first entered the extreme north, he knew that a new king had appeared in the barbarians.

However, the reason why he didn't rush to harvest it was to give him a chance to dominate the barbarians.

In this way, it saves Ling Xiao a lot of trouble.

At the same time, among the Xuanyuan clan.

On the square in front of the main hall, a bluestone altar stood tall.

There is a golden platform covered with red silk on it, the incense is full of incense, and the tribute is complete.

The Xuanyuan clan was originally the emperor lineage of the human race.

And Xuanyuan's ancestors sealed the sky with holy blood, thus preventing the coming of immortals and demons, and protecting the stability of the human race for hundreds of thousands of years.

Sacrificing to the sky is the most solemn ceremony of the Xuanyuan Clan, once every ten thousand years.

However, this time offering sacrifices to the heavens was not a grand event for the Xuanyuan clan, but more like a disaster.

Back then, the Xuanyuan clan was banished to the extreme north and was respected by the barbarians, so they were still honored as the imperial clan.

It can be said that if it wasn't for the barbarians, perhaps in the past 10 years, the Jiezhu Hall would have already taken action secretly to completely suppress this human emperor lineage.

But now, with the advent of troubled times and the disappearance of the world lord, whether it is the hidden sect or the immortal inheritance, they are all ready to move, trying to take the lead in this catastrophe and compete for luck.

Under such circumstances, the barbarians who have endured for 10 years are naturally unwilling to sink into the northern border again, but want to return to the center of the blue sky and occupy a place rich in aura.

However, the current patriarch of the Xuanyuan clan is Xuanyuanyue.

How could this mad devil who protects his son let these barbarians go out of the extreme north, causing chaos in the world and disrupting Ling Xiao's deployment.

At first, the thousands of tribes of the barbarians had not yet been unified, so there were no disturbances.

But now, with Lolodar being crowned King of the Far North, the relationship between the barbarians and the Xuanyuan people is becoming more and more tense.

The war is about to start.

"Patriarch, the day of offering sacrifices to heaven is about to come. This time, the barbarians will definitely take the opportunity to cause chaos. Have you thought of a countermeasure?"

In Xuanyuan Hall, a group of elders sat together, looking at a beautiful figure in red in front of the hall with complicated eyes.

With the background of the Xuanyuan clan today, it is impossible to be the opponent of the Qianbu of the barbarian clan.

What's more, it is said that Lolodar is the one chosen by heaven, and he was protected by the wild god.

Under such a situation, the Xuanyuan clan seemed to have no choice but to compromise and let them go south.

"Countermeasures?"

Xuanyuan Yue raised her eyebrows lightly, and shook her head slightly, "I prevented the birth of the barbarians to preserve their inheritance. The reason for this dispute in troubled times is not the barbarians."

"Hey! Patriarch, what time is this? If you tell the barbarians these things, will they believe them? I think the most urgent thing is to send people to the Ling clan and invite a few ancestors of the Ling clan to be born, which may solve my Xuanyuan problem. crisis."

"That's not necessary. As long as the patriarch agrees that the barbarians go south, and my Xuanyuan clan stay out of the matter, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone?"