Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

A gleam flashed in the eyes of the pale and sluggish Dongjiang Da Neng.

Broken! ! !

Finally, above the entire formation, the brilliance flickered, and turned into a stream of light that filled the sky and dissipated away.

"Gollum!"

Countless strong men swallowed hard, their faces gradually turning red from excitement.

The background of the supreme orthodoxy makes people a little excited just thinking about it.

"Whoosh!"

When the first sound of breaking wind resounded, immediately after, streams of light fell from the sky, like a shower of stars, illuminating the sky.

only! ! !

Just when everyone landed in front of the Immortal Sect Temple, the expressions on their faces suddenly froze.

Why... is this Yunshu Immortal Sect so quiet that there is not even a single person?

With the cultivation of Shengyun God Emperor and others, it is impossible not to notice the strangeness here, and immediately frowned, and the pressure of the God Emperor surged away.

"How is it possible? Could it be that the monks here knew the news in advance and avoided it?"

"Impossible, this big formation is open, they can't get out at all."

"This is weird..."

"It doesn't matter, go to the Treasure Pavilion in the back mountain to have a look!!"

God Emperor Shengyun stepped out, and his figure swept out first, heading towards the mountain behind Yunshu.

"Walk!!"

It's just that when everyone appeared in the Treasure Pavilion, they found that there was not even a spirit stone in the entire Treasure Pavilion except for the figure of Emperor Shengyun? !

???

Divine Emperor Shengyun trembled and swallowed hard.

"Everyone, listen to me..."

"God Emperor Shengyun is a bit too greedy, right? There are nine floors in this hidden treasure pavilion, and you swallowed all the spiritual treasures by yourself? Aren't you afraid...to die?"

The emperor of the Wangchuan clan sneered, and coldness was already rippling around his body.

"No, Brother Wang... When I came, this place was empty..."

Emperor Shengyun smiled awkwardly, and he naturally knew how pale such words were.

The ancient formation of the Yunshu Immortal Sect is intact, and it is impossible for anyone to leave.

And Immortal Lord Yunshu naturally didn't believe that this conquest of the Qin Clan would lead to death, so how could it be possible to transfer the treasures of the Treasure Pavilion to other places in advance?

"Oh, what God Emperor Shengyun means is... there is a ghost in the Yunshu Immortal Sect, who not only quietly lurked into the ancient formation, but also quietly took away the entire sect's foundation? Is that what you mean?"

God Emperor Wangchuan sneered, "Do you believe it yourself?"

"No, Brother Wang, I know!!"

Emperor Shengyun slapped his thigh fiercely, "It's the Holy Cult, it must be that the Holy Cult has a great power to come, kill the remnants of Yun Mi, and take away the good fortune."

"Holy religion?"

When everyone heard the words, their expressions suddenly changed.

It's just that even if the power of the holy religion descends, how can the ancient formation shrouded outside the mountain be explained?

Could it be that the holy religion destroyed Yunshu and left behind an ancient formation to spread doubts?

Is it possible?

Not to mention that they have rushed here non-stop since the moment they killed Immortal Master Yunshu, and they didn't stop at all on the way.

And Dongjiang is 940 miles away from the center of the Holy State. Even if the holy priests heard the news, it would be impossible for them to arrive so quickly.

So... this inference is not accurate.

Then the answer is much clearer.

"Hehe, does Emperor Shengyun think that we are all three-year-olds? If you don't share your fortune today, don't blame me for being rude."

God Emperor Wangchuan let out a cold shout, and the divine light flickered around him, as if he was going to do it if he disagreed.

"The emperor said, the things are not with me!!"

Emperor Shengyun was obviously a little annoyed.

His Ancient Sacred Cloud Sect ranks supreme, although it is not as tyrannical as the Yunshu and Qin Clans, but it has been passed down for thousands of years anyway, so how can an ancient Wangchuan Clan be able to threaten it?

"God Emperor Shengyun, people... most of them die of greed. Although we are not as powerful as you, but if we unite... why don't the god emperor take off his clothes, let go of his consciousness, and let me search for it?"

Another god king and strong man expressed his intentions.

"How courageous!! I said I didn't see it, but I didn't see it. If you have the courage, you can fight this emperor!"

When did Shengyun God Emperor, the majestic Lord of the Eastern Border's supreme orthodox lineage, experience such humiliation, a holy light shot up into the sky, and there seemed to be a shadow of Taoism flickering outside him, revealing endless majesty.

"Hmph, pretend I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

God Emperor Wangchuan took a step forward and appeared in front of Sheng Yun in an instant, with the seven colors flickering on and off in the palm of his hand, and he stamped his palm fiercely.

"Everyone work together to kill this beast!!!"

"boom!!"

In the east of the holy state that had just quieted down, the sound of collisions of spirits and powers came again.

The master of Yunshu's vassal force cried bitterly on his back, looking at the countless disciples in front of him, "Everyone, Yunxiao is dead, I want to hear you call me again... the suzerain!"

"Hey! Who are you two disciples with?"

The sound of breaking wind resounded, and the originally thriving sect dispersed in an instant.

At the same time, the remaining ancient city and territory of Yunshu have been divided up by Wan Dao Demon Sect and Ling Clan.

A storm is over.

But all the masters of the supreme orthodoxy faintly feel that this seems to be just the beginning.

Unknowingly, the pattern of Eastern Xinjiang has changed.

It's just that they don't know which side will be the next force to be wiped out.

Chapter 222, 3rd Floor Monster

Myriad Dao Demon Sect, Peak Bieyuan.

Ling Xiao held a cup of tea and sipped it lightly.

Beside him, Xiao Tu stood quietly in the distance, with a hint of awe in his eyes.

"So, the Wangchuan clan really led all the powers to fight against the ancient Shengyun sect?"

The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth was full of amusement, and he never expected that there would be another disturbance at the end of the story.

It is indeed a world of great controversy.

"Yes! Young Master, it is said that the Emperor Shengyun swallowed the entire foundation of the Yunshu Immortal Sect, and was beaten until he vomited blood and fled by the masters of all forces."

Xiao Tu's eyes narrowed slightly.

It was too calm, the young master acted too calm.

Could it be that this matter... he had premeditated it?

"Oh! Where did Yunyao go?"

Ling Xiao drank all the tea, and seemed a little dissatisfied.

Gan.

It's not tea made by a beauty, and it really lacks a trace of fragrance.

"Junior Sister Fu is in retreat to break through the delusion-breaking realm."

Xiao Tu's expression froze, every trace of Ling Xiao's emotions seemed to arouse his panic.

This feeling is not only because of the soul seal, but also because of the awe of the young man himself.

Before he knew it, he seemed to have been completely convinced by Ling Xiao.

Now, even if there is no soul seal restriction, he would not dare to have any rebellious emotions towards this young master.

"Well, in less than half a month, we will be at the Wanzong Martial Arts Association. You should not go out during this period, and study soul art well."

Ling Xiao nodded, and found several kinds of spiritual materials from his body to nourish the soul, and handed them to Xiao Tu.

The latter was overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed down and bowed down.

"Go ahead."

Now that he has Yun Mi's millennium background, it also saves him a lot of villain points.

Anyway, he has a lot of treasures on him, so he shouldn't use it to win people's hearts, could it be used to...pretend?

"Yes!"

It wasn't until Xiao Tu walked away that Ling Xiao waved his hand, set up a formation, and called out the system.

Now his Luck value has reached 6000 points. Although there is still a gap compared with Nian Qingyun, it is much higher than most of the Tianjiao in the eastern border of the holy state.

As for the villain value, it has accumulated to [-].

"System, Myriad Dao Demon Art, add points."

It's time to take that step. As long as he cultivates into a god general, I am afraid that no one in the young generation of Dongjiang will be his opponent.

As for whether there are peerless monsters in Xijiang, Ling Xiao thinks there should be.

After all, the chaos there is by no means comparable to that in Eastern Xinjiang.

And the real evildoer, after all, needs the baptism of battle.

"Buzz!"

On the top of the Myriad Dao Demon Mountain, there was suddenly a dark cloud covering thousands of miles.

But Ling Xiao's figure had already hid in the glazed pagoda.

The robbery clouds gathered above the head suddenly, and the dazzling robbery thunder fell from the sky.

It's just that there was no panic on Ling Xiao's face, but a faint smile on the contrary.

"boom!"

The real body of the demon manifested, wrapped in endless thunderstorms.

Everything is calm again.

Three days later, when Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly opened, a palpitating and terrifying wave swept away instantly.

The rolling magic turned into a sea tide, rushing madly in all directions.

If it weren't for this ancient glazed pagoda being an ancient rare treasure, this power alone would be enough to completely shatter the space.

"Congratulations, Lord!"

The figures of Duoying and Miyong emerged from the side, looking at the boy in white with awe in his eyes.

When we first met, Ling Xiao's cultivation base was only in Xuanqing, but I didn't expect that in just one month, he would directly cross two realms and step into the level of a god general.

What kind of monstrous speed is this?

In other words, the word "monster" can no longer describe this lord.

"A divine general."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, whether the breakthrough in cultivation also indicates that the third floor of the glazed pagoda can be opened.

Since that day, when Ling Xiao threw the glazed pagoda into the Palace of Souls, Feng Ling never showed up again.

Except that when he plundered Yunshu's background, this girl had taken away a lot of spiritual materials. So far, Ling Xiao has not seen her again for several days.

It seems that he is angry.