Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

The avenue is boundless, ten thousand dharmas and ten thousand spirits, this moment is all the past, vulnerable to a single blow.

"I'll kill you with just one blow."

At the end of the void, Ling Xiao smiled lightly, detached and wanton.

Around him, there is immeasurable immortal light rising, and the blue-purple mist surrounds the sky, sealing off the mountains and seas.

Time, space, and even the avenue are all quietly frozen at this moment.

Only that young man, who is as brilliant as a god, arbitrarily decides on reincarnation!

Chapter 1770, True Dragon Comes into the World

"boom!!"

The sky and the earth collapsed, like [-] million stars bursting at the same time.

The moment Ling Xiao and Long Aotian's palms collided, the entire sky collapsed and turned into an endless abyss.

The cracks run through thousands of miles, the wind and thunder bursts, and the avenues of the gods rise and fall one after another, covering all directions.

In an instant, a look of fear appeared on the faces of all the people around, and they used their spiritual power one after another, and fled in a hurry towards the distance.

Even Ning Wuchuan's eyes were filled with thousands of formations, which turned into infinite formations, and only then did he stop the remaining power of the offensive.

Even so, his face was still a little pale, as if he had been hit hard.

terrible! !

These two offensives already contain a ray of the sacred meaning of the Dao, and they can shake the stars, the sun, and the moon with every move!

"Boom!!"

At the same time, above the void, Long Aotian stared blankly at his protruding palm, his lips trembled slightly, but he was unable to make a sound for a long time.

At this moment, he could see that his palm covered with dragon scales and surrounded by thousands of dragon symbols was gradually crumbling.

That kind of speed is not considered fast, but...it seems irresistible, making people feel like falling into hell.

and! !

What made Long Aotian even more frightening was that at this moment he actually felt... the vast and pure dragon's will boiling in that palm print.

"how is this possible!!"

Long Aotian's eyes trembled, and his figure retreated abruptly.

However, no matter how he fled, he was horrified to find that the palm print was always in front of him, pressing across at an unhurried speed.

And with the strength of his physical body, any body that touches the palm prints is collapsing, disappearing, and life is forbidden.

At this moment, Long Aotian's heart trembled, and there was an unspeakable panic.

It was as if, with this palm, he had no way of escaping, and he was bound to die.

"impossible!!!"

Long Aotian roared again and again, waving his fist continuously, trying to stop the palm print.

However, no matter how he mobilized his spiritual power and blood, it would be difficult to surpass this palm.

At the critical juncture, a ray of golden light suddenly lit up between Long Aotian's brows, and the supreme power gushed forth.

I saw a pale golden dragon scale blooming in the sky, and the demon power contained in it was no different from that of a real dragon.

True dragon scales! !

This hole card can be said to be Long Aotian's most powerful method, and it is also the entire strength he has gathered in 10 years of silence.

Not to mention the contemporary people, even at the supreme level, it is impossible for anyone to resist the hegemony.

"Boy! You are so proud of being able to force me to use this hole card!!"

Even at this time, this man of destiny still maintains an air of arrogance, and there is even a bewildered smile on his face.

Can! !

Before the smile on his face dissipated, his eyes froze suddenly.

At this moment, he seemed to see that under Ling Xiao's palm print, the real dragon scale was annihilated directly.

even! !

It couldn't hold for even a moment, and it shattered with a "snap"!

"boom!!"

The palm print fell, directly crushing Long Aotian's figure from the sky, and fell into the endless abyss again amidst the spray of blood.

The world is silent! !

At this time, the faces of the saintesses of the nine monster races had lost any expression, and in the eyes they looked at Ling Xiao, apart from fear, they didn't dare to show even the slightest admiration.

They know that they are not worthy at all! !

"Young master, you have become stronger again."

Ning Wuchuan looked indifferent, but a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

From the beginning, although he followed Ling Xiao, he always regarded him as the most powerful opponent in his life in his heart.

Therefore, most of the time, he was cultivating, killing, trying to prove the way by killing.

Now it seems that... everything was in vain.

If it is said that before, Ning Wuchuan was able to barely fight Ling Xiao by relying on his superiority.

But now... this young man seems to have stood at the pinnacle of the world.

That kind of greatness and sacredness in every gesture is simply not something that contemporary people can compete with.

Even the Qingcang sequence, I'm afraid it will be difficult to bear the power of the young master.

I'm afraid that only those ancient freaks in the immortal sect who have been inherited from the Supreme Immortal can be qualified to fight the young master.

In the world of Qing Cang, since the world lord took over the sky, the human race has no chance of rising.

And the only thing that can change this situation is that once in 10 years... fairy road!

It is said that at the end of the fairy road, there is a real fortune.

But this road to immortality has always been accessible only to contemporary people, and those who are over a thousand years old are not even qualified to touch it.

Therefore, after the end of the last fairy road, many young masters and holy sons of the immortal inheritance proclaimed themselves spiritual powers and souls, and fell into an endless sleep, just to wait for the second fairy road to come.

These people have already obtained the qualifications to step into the immortal road, and their cultivation talents are all number one in the world, overwhelming the existence of all races.

even! !

Some people of the sequence at that time also chose to sleep for 10 years, just to wait for a truly troubled world.

You must know that Qingcang 10 years ago had the peak of spiritual power, the integrity of heaven, and was in a truly chaotic world.

The combat power of the people of Sequence at that time can be imagined.

And once these people wake up together, how splendid will this troubled world be?

Calculating the time, 10 years have passed, and the fairy road... is about to appear in the world.

"Roar!!!"

In the silent mountain forest, suddenly there was an angry dragon chant.

I saw a human body with the head of a dragon, half of which was broken into the sky, and the eyes were full of primitive ferocity.

At this time, Long Aotian had long lost the domineering and invincible power he had just now, and most of his bones were shattered, and his internal organs were scattered outside his body, looking extremely embarrassed.

Of course, to be able to survive under the palm of Ling Xiao, Long Aotian is also worthy of being an ancient freak and a man of destiny.

I saw him take a deep breath, with an extremely dignified expression, "I admit, I underestimated you, next... I won't be careless anymore."

Hearing this, Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, his eyes were clear, he had seen idiots before, but I have to say that throughout history, Long Aotian was indeed the most idiot type.

The fate of this template, the IQ can be imagined, even if it is not until death, I don't think I will lose.

"call!"

Long Aotian raised his head, and just wanted to let out a long breath, to set up the atmosphere and pretend to be bobby before making a move.

However, when he thought of Ling Xiao's shamelessness just now, the neck he just raised suddenly stiffened.

"Hmph! One trick, I'll kill you!"

"The dragon changes, and the real dragon comes to the world!"

As a man of destiny, he doesn't seem to know what his most powerful method is unless he is in a situation where he must die.

I saw a dazzling golden light suddenly blooming in Long Aotian's body, containing unparalleled energy and blood power.

The vast Longwei surged up and down, and the injuries on his body were almost healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I have met many celestial beings, and I have also fallen into a disadvantage, but in the end...they are all dead! All the enemies who have been defeated by me are never worthy of being remembered by me. They...are just stepping stones for me to reach the top of the sky. And you... are no different from them."

Long Aotian's voice is ancient, vicissitudes, and mighty, as if transmitted from nine heavens, ethereal and long.

Around his body, purple-black flames began to burn, dragon patterns lingered, and his blood was at its peak! !

At this moment, there seemed to be two different monster powers on his body, which complemented each other and were independent of each other.

But no matter which one it is, it can be called supreme domineering! !

Chapter 1771, Murder

"This breath..."

If we say before, in Huahua's eyes, this Long Aotian is just a miscellaneous dragon, there is no threat at all.

After all, with her blood, it is enough to crush any race related to the dragon.

But, at this time, feeling the incomparable fiery fluctuations on Long Aotian's body, for the first time a trace of solemnity appeared in Huahua's eyes.

With her blood perception, it is easy to feel that this enchanting power is comparable to her.

In other words, within the body of this miscellaneous dragon, there is actually a ray of real innate opportunity!

No wonder, with the strength of Ning Wuchuan and Meng Yupang, they were unable to suppress him.

It turns out that this monstrous dragon actually hides such a trump card! !

"Huh! I didn't expect to be forced to use the Flood Dragon Transformation in the first battle of birth. Has the times changed? I am very pleased that this era finally has more challenges."

Long Aotian stood proudly in the void, his blood surging, his whole body was covered by the flames of purgatory, but those eyes, bright red gold, seemed rather abrupt.

At this time, he seemed to have regained his former dominance, his eyes were indifferent, overlooking everything.

"Oh? Flood Dragon Transformation?"

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, and sighed softly. At this moment, he could see that Long Aotian's luck had dropped to [-] points under this series of blows.

In this way, if you want to capture him, there should be no more accidents.

That's right, with Ling Xiao's current strength, it is not too difficult to harvest this thick leek under the premise of holding the Luck Looting Talisman in his hand.

But, from beginning to end, what he wanted was not Long Aotian's life, but his blood.

In other words, the current Long Aotian cannot die yet!

"No matter how the dragon changes, it's still a dragon. It can't become a real dragon."

"What... what?"

The dominance on Long Aotian's face suddenly froze for a moment, if someone else said this sentence, he would immediately strike and crush this person's head.

However, the young man in front of him has already proved his uniqueness with his strength, for a moment, Long Aotian actually felt that his Dao heart was showing signs of breaking.

"You can't become a real dragon! You...you dare to break my heart!!! You are a human race, but you know what a real dragon is!!"

At this time, Long Aotian's mind was on the verge of collapse, and he took a step forward, with black flames rising all over his body.

Behind him, there is a faint golden dragon shadow standing in the sky and the earth, which is tens of feet in size.

Especially the densely covered scales on that dragon shadow's body, the divine light is shining, and the rune patterns are lingering, giving it a sense of standing up against the heavens and the earth.

Can! ! !