Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

"Bow Nine! Quick!"

Zhao Shuang'er gritted her silver teeth tightly, and there was sadness in her eyes.

Obviously, today's disciples of the Thunderbolt Sect may not survive any of them.

But as long as she can get the fortune here, it is not considered a loss.

"it is good!"

Zhang Jiuji frowned, and didn't dare to hesitate any longer. The moment his palm was stretched out, that imprint of reincarnation suddenly bloomed with profound brilliance.

"Buzz!"

In the land of thousands of miles, the sun shines everywhere.

On the ancient jasper tree, the divine lines appeared and the mist rose.

And in the middle of its branches, a strange spiritual whirlpool tree hole is slowly emerging.

At the same time, Thunderbolt sect.

Ling Xiao, Zhao Wu and others suddenly put down their wine glasses, walked out of the hall, and looked in the direction of Taixu Mountain.

"The suzerain also felt it?"

"Tishi... how is it possible?"

At this moment, Zhao Wu's face suddenly turned pale.

Although the creations in Taixu Mountain are extremely rare, Emperor Shi...

Is Shengdi Palace too exaggerated?

"Empire power?"

The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth raised a faint smile, and there seemed to be some pondering in his eyes.

He also felt that breath, it was indeed a ray of imperial power.

However, this ray of imperial power is too sloppy, and there is a clear gap with Chi Yan and Emperor Wu.

Obviously, this person who has the power of the emperor is not the real emperor.

"Sect... Sect Master!!"

On the mountain road in the distance, two young disciples suddenly rushed over, their eyes were terrified, and they hesitated to speak.

"What is it! Say!"

Zhao Wu's eyelids twitched lightly, and he already had some guesses in his heart.

These two people are the disciples of the Thunderbolt Sect who are in charge of guarding the fate cards, and they are thinking of the previous imperial power.

It's over, Barbie Q! !

"Sovereign, senior brother's life card is broken..."

The faces of the two disciples were pale. As one of the most cultivated people in the present age, although Chen Zaijian's talent was not as good as Zhao Shuang'er, his realm had stepped into the holy realm, and he had condensed three holy patterns.

He is the most promising person in the entire Perak sect to step into the supreme level within a thousand years.

But now...he suddenly fell into Taixu Mountain! !

"what!!"

Zhao Wu's body trembled, his steps staggered, and he almost fell to the ground.

"metropolitan!!"

However, before the panic on his face dissipated, several figures loomed over the mountain road in the distance.

"What... what's wrong?"

"Sect Master!! Second senior brother, third senior brother, fourth senior brother...The thirteenth senior brother's life cards are all broken!!"

"what!!!"

At this moment, Zhao Wu felt his eyes go dark, and his whole body suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Although he guessed that there would be casualties in the battle of fortune.

But he still seems to have underestimated the ruthlessness of the Holy Emperor Palace, and actually slaughtered him in a thunderbolt contemporary? !

"Shuang'er...how is Shuang'er!!"

"Sect Master, Senior Sister Shuang'er has no..."

"Push!"

A streak of blood dripped from the corner of Zhao Wu's mouth, but the young disciple scratched his head, "Senior Sister is fine."

"I say you..."

Rao, with Zhao Wu's disposition, he could hardly restrain the killing intent in his heart at this moment, so he executed this little disciple on the spot.

"Emperor...Emperor!!"

Suddenly, Zhao Wu seemed to think of something, knelt down on his knees, moved in front of Ling Xiao, and hugged his thighs with both hands, "I beg the emperor to uphold justice for my Thunderbolt Sect!!"

Now that the Holy Emperor's Palace has already dealt with it harshly, no matter if he goes or the Patriarch of the Thunderbolt Sect goes, it will be difficult to change the situation.

Only Ling Xiao, the descendant of the Ling clan, the emperor of the human race may keep the last hope of the Thunderbolt sect.

"This... the battle of good fortune..."

Ling Xiao frowned, as if he was a little embarrassed.

"Emperor!! I beg you to save Shuang'er, Zhao Wu will be a cow and a horse, and he will do whatever he wants! No, let Shuang'er be a cow and a horse for you!"

"Sect Master Zhao is serious. It is indeed a bit too much to cut off the inheritance. I will go and have a look. I hope there is still time."

Ling Xiao nodded slightly, his eyes were deep, and he disappeared in place instantly after taking a step.

"Sovereign, we..."

Behind Zhao Wu, all the elders of the Thunderbolt Sect looked ashen, and it was obvious that their hearts were extremely angry.

"Dishi... It seems that this time, the Holy Emperor's Palace is probably trying to destroy my Thunderbolt Sect..."

Zhao Wu sighed, raised his head and closed his eyes, feeling melancholy all over his body.

"Forget it, since the emperor is gone, let's wait and see what happens."

If there is really an emperor in Taixu Mountain, or even a false emperor, it is not something that the Thunderbolt Sect can compete with.

And once the crowd goes forward, if the words are wrong, it may cause a catastrophe.

"Hey!"

The entire Thunderbolt Sect suddenly fell into mourning.

At this time, in the depths of Taixu Mountain, Zhang Jiuji looked at the entrance to the secret realm slowly opening with gloomy eyes, turning his head from time to time to look at the battle situation behind him.

only!

Even if dozens of Zunjing teamed up to set up a large formation, they still couldn't hurt Pengsheng one iota.

I saw that the young emperor of the Holy Emperor Palace could shatter the head of a Thunderbolt sect genius with a single palm.

In just a short moment, in the ancient forest, blood flowed like a river, and broken bones were everywhere.

After the last Thunderbolt Sect disciple fell to the ground, Peng Sheng's eyes were finally on Zhang Jiuji and Zhao Shuang'er.

"It's your turn."

Chapter 1653, Suppression with one palm

"You...you dare to kill me, Thunderbolt Sect will not let you go..."

Zhao Shuang'er's pretty face was pale, and she watched the senior brothers fall in a pool of blood, and her heart was already filled with chills.

"Thunderbolt Sect..."

Peng Sheng shook his head, "A small sect in the mountains is also worthy of hindering my steps? Don't worry, I will ask them all to go down to accompany you soon."

He had already given the opportunity, but it's a pity that Zhao Shuang'er was stubborn, so there was nothing to say.

"Gong Jiu?! Still not good?!"

Zhao Shuang'er clenched her silver teeth and squeezed a spirit treasure, obviously ready to fight for her life.

The Thunderbolt Thunder Fire Set, this treasure is the heritage of the Ancient Thunderbolt Sect, it has the divine power to capture the essence...soul of a person, and transform a person's blood and bones.

"You don't really think that he can protect you, do you?"

The corner of Pengsheng's mouth raised a hint of disdain, and the next moment, he took a step forward, his body turned into an afterimage, and he wanted to rush towards Zhao Shuang'er.

only! !

At this moment, there was a sudden hum in the distant sky.

Immediately afterwards, a flowing sword shadow descended from the sky, piercing Zhao Shuang'er... the ground three feet in front of her.

At the same time, it also blocked Pengsheng's footsteps.

"Ok?"

Feeling the turbulent power of the ancient sword, even Zhang Jiuji turned his head and looked over in surprise.

However, when he saw the figure standing in the void with the black clothes fluttering, his face turned pale without warning.

Even if Peng Sheng showed his power before and killed more than a dozen nobles by himself, Zhang Jiuji didn't feel a trace of panic.

But at this time, he was trembling all over as if he had encountered a natural enemy, wishing he could turn around and run away immediately.

Ling Xiao! ! ! !

"Yinyue!!!"

"Xiaoji, wait a minute, this Ling Xiao may not be able to recognize you, and there are many restrictions on this secret storehouse, without the imprint of reincarnation, it would be futile for him to enter."

Yinyue's voice came from the sea of ​​souls, and immediately gave Zhang Jiuji some confidence.

"Huh? Who are you?"

Peng Sheng frowned slightly, and looked up at the boy in black in the void.

For some reason, with his cultivation level, he couldn't see the boy's realm?

"You are Zhao Shuang'er?"

Ling Xiao's expression was indifferent, and he didn't even look at Pengsheng.

Originally, he thought that the person who can possess the power of the emperor must be the son of destiny.

Who would have imagined that this Pengsheng had no luck, but only fused with the blood of the great emperor, and had no value at all.

"Yes! I don't know if the young master is..."

Zhao Shuang'er's pretty face was slightly stunned, and seeing Ling Xiao's unparalleled beauty and aloof demeanor, she was a little inexplicably impulsive.

"Your father Zhao Wu, beg me to protect your life, come with me."

Ling Xiao nodded and waved to Zhao Shuang'er.

And Pengsheng's face suddenly darkened, and he sneered, "I think I'm already arrogant enough, I didn't expect you to surpass me, young man, do you know who I am?"

"Noisy."

Ling Xiao frowned, stretched out one hand, and pressed across the world.

Thousands of miles of void, suddenly gloomy.

I saw a thunder palm print descending from the sky, with the momentum of covering the sky, it was printed on the head of Pengsheng.

Endless dao patterns gushed out from his palm, revealing indescribable mysteries.

Sensing the general momentum contained in the divine seal, Peng Sheng's face changed, and he pushed his hands horizontally, as if a pair of golden divine wings stretched out behind him, setting off a whirlwind.

"boom!!"

only! !

At the holy level, how could someone be Ling Xiao's opponent, let alone someone without luck.

Therefore, at the moment when the palm prints of the two collided, the sky exploded directly.