Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

Just when everyone was amazed in their hearts, there was another humming sound from the end of the sky.

I saw a figure surrounded by emerald green flames stepping forward, with an indifferent expression, looking extremely difficult to approach.

"Ghost Flame Molin."

The faces of the Tianjiao of the Yaozu changed, and they turned their heads to look elsewhere unconsciously.

The land of the phoenix falls, two kings and three bodies.

Among them, Rhinoceros had already been crushed by Ling Xiao's punch, and among the remaining two divine bodies, there was this Guiyan Molin.

It is said that his physique was not born with him, but was thrown into the Nether Jedi by his relatives when he was young, and he just awakened this ghost body.

Especially the kind of ghost flame that is like the fire of hell, it is said that everything is burned.

When Mo Lin was born, he massacred his entire family with extremely cruel means, which made the Huang Luo Wan Clan terrified.

Even Jin Jue personally tried to attract this contemporary seven outstanding youths.

But Mo Lin remained indifferent, always going his own way, and did not join any monster clan.

However, there were rumors that although this ghost demon seemed indifferent and emotionless, he admired Zheyi, the goddess of the kite clan.

It is said that back then, Mo Lin's kung fu skills had not yet been completed, and he was neither a monster nor a ghost, so he was ridiculed all the time.

Only Zheyi, who has no prejudice against him, once smiled.

Of course, such rumors are not completely credible, and most of them are fabricated by Goubi.

So this time the Huangyun Battlefield opened, many people wanted to see with their own eyes what kind of posture Guiyan Molin would have when facing Goddess Zheyi.

"Ghost Flame Molin."

Jin Jue sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm.

Before, he might have been worried about these so-called contemporary top evildoers, for fear of forcing them into the camp of the god kite.

But now, as the ancient monsters of his Jinjiao clan are about to wake up, the Jinjiao clan is truly invincible.

What ghost flames and demon flames, today, this young master not only wants you to kneel down and surrender, but also to snatch your woman!

only! !

Faced with Jin Jue's provocation, Mo Lin ignored him and walked straight to the side of the crowd without saying anything.

"Huh?? Mo Lin, I heard that you admire Zheyi quite a lot. I wonder if it's true or not?"

The smile on Jin Jue's face grew stronger, and he walked up to Mo Lin, crossed his arms, and looked him up and down.

"What's your business?"

Mo Lin frowned slightly, and there was some obvious impatience on his face covered with ghost lines.

"Why don't you care about my affairs? My Jinjiao clan will soon rule this place, and then... Zheyi can only be my woman."

In the past, Jin Jue would never provoke Mo Lin so presumptuously when the war was approaching.

Obviously, now he is... floating.

"If you dare to hurt her and humiliate her, I, Mo Lin, swear that I will make the entire Jinjiao clan apologize."

Mo Lin turned his head to look at Jin Jue, his eyes were extremely calm.

But for some reason, when they heard his words at this time, everyone felt chills all over their bodies, and there was a kind of fear of being watched by... a demon.

"Presumptuous! Mo Lin, do you really think I dare not kill you?"

"This sentence... I should ask you."

"court death!"

There are thousands of miles of barren mountains, and the power of monsters rises together.

only! !

Just when the two men were on the verge of breaking out, there was a sudden exclamation from the crowd.

"Look!! What is that!!"

Hearing this, doubts flashed across everyone's faces, and they looked up towards the sky.

But there, a big colorful bird flapped its wings and flew, and soon appeared above everyone's heads.

"This is... this is the Nine-Colored Kite Clan!!"

The entire barren mountain suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Even Jin Jue and Mo Lin were frowning at this time, with expressions of horror on their faces.

If they just saw the Nine-Colored God Kite, even though all the demons would be shocked, they were far from being so shocked.

only! ! !

At this moment, looking at the two figures standing side by side on the shoulders of the god kite, everyone just felt endless...absurd.

Nine Colors God Kite! !

One of the two royal families in the Land of Phoenix Fall! !

This clan is not only above the Ten Thousand Monsters, but also has several supreme beings who surpass the world.

But, why is this divine kite being trampled on like a mount?

You know, compared to the dominance of the Jinjiao clan, the people of the Yuan clan have always been arrogant and cold, arrogant and arrogant.

Especially Zheyi, the goddess of the kite tribe, is extremely indifferent, elegant and noble.

She... and the ancestors of the Yuan clan, how could they allow their clansmen to be trampled like this?

"Om!!"

With a buzzing sound, the divine brilliance surged all over the body of the divine kite, and nine colors of brilliance bloomed.

And its body is slowly shrinking under the gaze of everyone, gradually graceful.

until! !

The sky was full of divine brilliance, and suddenly there was a sound of gasping for air from above the barren mountain.

"His!!"

"Did he... read it wrong?"

At this time, everyone could see that three figures descended from the sky, with detached temperament and indifferent beauty.

Except for the two people standing on Shen Yuan's back just now, there is one more person who is suddenly the goddess of the Yuan clan, Zhe Yi! !

In other words, the kite being ridden under him was none other than Zheyi!

I…?

This black-clothed boy, is he... What's his origin, he dared to ride the number one beauty in Huangluo Land?

Chapter 1752, A Massacre

"How... how is it possible?"

Mo Lin stood where he was, with a dazed expression.

After a moment, endless murderous intent suddenly shot out from his eyes.

With Zheyi's heart, it is absolutely impossible to be someone else's mount.

Although the black-clothed boy in front of him does have some supernatural intentions, but...it is still unacceptable! !

His goddess, his heart is pure and pure, like a goddess who was exiled from the nine heavens, how could it be possible for someone to ride under him? !

"This…"

On the barren mountain, the expressions of all the monsters were extremely shocking and surprised.

They couldn't figure it out, how could Zhe Yi, this high and mighty goddess, be willing to be ridden down?

Looking at the land of Huang Luo, the Nine-Colored God Kite is already extremely powerful, and even the five-clawed golden flood dragon is not qualified to make them surrender at all.

So here comes the question, who is this boy in black...?

"It seems that you have quite a few suitors."

Sensing the murderous gazes below, a smile suddenly appeared on Ling Xiao's face.

Especially in front of him, the figure surrounded by black flames gave him quite a surprise.

1 luck, ghost body, seventh rank of holy land.

"My lord, they are... just insignificant people."

Zheyi's pretty face flushed slightly, and she looked down at her feet, feeling a little panicked.

And this scene fell in the eyes of the Tianjiao of the monster clan, which made them feel extremely incredible.

"Goddess Zheyi, who is this person?"

Finally, Mo Lin suppressed the anger in his heart, and walked up to Ling Xiao with a cold and authentic tone.

"This is my... master, Young Master Ling Xiao."

Zheyi's eyes fluttered, her red lips pursed lightly.

Although the word master is a shame to any monster race.

But for some reason, at this moment, Zheyi felt an...inexplicable feeling in her heart.

It's not resistance, it's more like a kind of...humble, longing to be pampered.

"Ok?"

Looking at the woman with dazed eyes and flushed cheeks, Mo Lin felt a huge force falling from the sky and smashing hard on his dog's head.

Nothing?

Then, his whole body began to become heavy, angry, and uncontrollable.

If before, Mo Lin still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, Zhe Yi was persecuted.

So at this moment, looking at her emotional face, Maureen... completely despaired.

"Drip! The Son of Destiny is unstable. Congratulations to the host for gaining 1000 points of luck and 10000 points for the villain."

"Zheyi, if you are being forced, then you can blink your eyes, I won't allow anyone to bully you."

Mo Lin took a deep breath, with an affectionate and determined smile on his face.

Although! !

His goddess has been ridden by someone, but... if she is willing, he will still love her deeply and take care of her.

Stupid, I care about your future, not your past.

puff!

"Mo Lin, have you read too many novels?"

Zheyi's eyebrows were lightly clustered, and she bowed respectfully to Ling Xiao sideways, "It is an honor for Zheyi to be able to follow Mr. Ling Xiao and become his mount."

"you!!!"

Maureen gritted his teeth, his eyes confused.

He still couldn't accept that Goddess Zheyi, who was originally aloof, would turn into such a humble appearance.

She must have been forced! !

"No matter who you are, today... you will die!"

In the end, Mo Lin slowly loosened his clenched palms, and set his eyes on Ling Xiao.

"Hmph! Zheyi, as a goddess of the kite tribe, it is a shame that you are willing to be a human mount."

In the crowd, Jin Jue also had an angry face and said sarcastically.

He doesn't have a deep obsession with Zheyi, he just wants to conquer this number one beauty.

However, at the moment, it seems that Zheyi has abandoned her dignity and has become the pain in the heart of the arrogance of all the monster clans. This is a great time to suppress and kill her.

Once Zheyi dies, there will be no other generation in the Land of Phoenix Falling who can compete with the Jinjiao Clan!