Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

At this time, there was no trace of magic flowing in his body, but that ferocious appearance still made Han Qingqiu's beautiful eyes condense quietly.

"Take this dragon vein into the realm."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, Xiong Huan immediately bowed down, then walked up to the mountain, and punched hard.

"boom!"

The entire mountain range collapsed in an instant, and a golden dragon shadow looked up to the sky and let out a long roar.

only! !

Before it soared into the sky, Xiong Huan's figure had already descended from the sky. On top of his head, a hundred-foot-long bear shadow stood upright in the sky and earth, carrying the momentum of suppressing the eternity, and stepped on the dragon's veins under him.

"Push."

The sky was filled with golden light, and Xiong Huan stretched out his hands, holding the dragon vein in his hands, and brought it to Ling Xiao.

"Om."

The power of the domain came, and the figures of Ling Xiao and others disappeared in place in an instant.

Above the Temple of Heaven, Ling Xiao looked coldly at the phantoms of the six winding dragon veins above his head, with a smile on his lips.

"Ning'er, what do you think of this halberd?"

Beside him, Ning'er was stunned for a moment, but saw a golden giant halberd manifest out of thin air, quietly floating in the air.

The dao pattern on it is flickering, revealing a trend of disillusionment.

"elder brother…"

Ning'er covered her vermilion lips with her little hand, with a surprised look on her face.

"This is for me?"

"Hmm! See if it fits."

This halberd is about nine feet long, one foot taller than Ling Xiao.

Therefore, when Ning'er was holding the halberd with her little hand, it seemed somewhat weird.

only! !

The moment the two touched, a ray of golden sun was seen falling from the sky.

Immediately afterwards, above the golden halberd there was mighty divine power, and the golden dragon floated in the air.

The difference from being in Ling Xiao's hands is that the consciousness in the halberd at this time is obviously full of joy.

Gan!

As expected of a man of destiny!

If you want to sleep, someone will give you a pillow. The problem is... this pillow is just comfortable! !

"It seems that it likes you too."

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, watching Ning'er holding the halberd in his hand, cheering happily, with a look of anticipation in his eyes.

The way of strength is, when Ning'er cultivated to become a god emperor, and use this halberd with all his strength, I don't know who else is his opponent in this world.

The weight of ten thousand catties is like nothing in this girl's hands.

The power of the Holy Body of the Eastern Emperor can be seen.

"Let's go."

In the end, Ling Xiao, Han Qingqiu, and Huahua disappeared.

At the same time, rumors abounded in the land of Western Xinjiang.

The Hanyue Immortal Palace was destroyed in one breath, and only one of the eight dynasties remained.

The Emperor Yuan turned into a demon and teamed up with the Sea Clan to slaughter the creatures, and was finally wiped out by Young Master Ling Xiao and the strong Daqin in Hanyue Xianshan.

In that battle, it was said that the sky collapsed and the earth fell apart. If Master Ling Xiao had the help of God, he would survive a hundred battles, but he managed to kill the big demon with his own strength, making him invincible.

Of course, although the rumors are exaggerated, isn't this always the case in the world?

After all, the name of the holy religion has never been mentioned, and the word Ling Xiao seems to be the highest in the hearts of monks in Xijiang.

Time passed slowly, and half a month had passed in the blink of an eye.

And during this half month, the three of Ling Xiao wandered around the western border, collecting all the dragon veins of the remaining five dynasties into the domain.

"Om."

On this day, the realm was shaken, and a loud and clear dragon chant resounded across the wilderness.

In the originally clear sky, a tribulation thunder suddenly descended into the world.

Stacks of swaying black clouds hang down from the sky, and an indescribable horror envelopes the world.

I saw above the void, a golden magic circle hanging across Cangming.

Among them are the nine dragons screaming together, the avenue lines are layered endlessly, and the evolution is endless and mysterious.

And under that formation, a figure in white stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were clear.

Ling Xiao could feel that the divine power contained in this formation was enough to imprison a high-grade god emperor.

Even if those two envoys of the Holy Cult enter the realm at this time, even if they are not severely injured by the Yuan Emperor, they will inevitably fall to their end.

"It's about time..."

Ling Xiao looked at the sky, and a smile suddenly rose from the corner of his mouth.

For half a month, although there was an undercurrent in Western Xinjiang, there was no news from the Holy Church.

I'm afraid that Lord God Master really didn't know about the fall of the God Envoy and the disappearance of the Holy Son.

Otherwise, it shouldn't be so peaceful at this moment.

Thinking about it, the Holy Cult has ruled the Holy State for 1000 years, coercing the four borders.

Even the divine master probably never thought that there must be a demon descending from this world.

Chapter 611, Possessed with demon blood

"Mengyuan Saintess?"

Ling Xiao's figure descended from the sky and landed deep in the realm, in front of an ancient forest.

In the forest, Meng Yuan's clothes were disheveled, imprisoned in a place by the chains of demon energy, and her expression was dull and empty.

For half a month, Ling Xiao would come every day to discuss the devil nature with her.

Other than that, nothing else to say.

Mengyuan's mind has already collapsed.

I'm afraid that as long as Ling Xiao dissipates the shackles of demonic energy, the saint can kill herself without using her hands.

Wei Guangzheng was trapped by demons day after day.

For Meng Yuan, this kind of torture is even more uncomfortable than death.

What's more, today's gods are retreating, the shortest is ten years, and the longest is a hundred years.

And with Ling Xiao's method, what will Shengzhou look like in ten years?

Purgatory on earth, right?

Could it be that the stability of the Holy State is really going to be destroyed in my hands?

I want to die, but I don't want to bear this crime.

Today's Mengyuan is undoubtedly contradictory and painful.

In the past few days, it's not that she hasn't thought of a way to break free from the shackles of this demonic energy.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake the magic lock at all.

Obviously, the strength of that demon has far surpassed her.

With the Nine Heavens Profound Body, Meng Yuan suddenly felt like she was a joke.

After 20 years of retreat, he has studied ancient and modern times, and is determined to protect the common people in the world and kill all demons.

But now, just after she was born, she suffered such a catastrophe, was imprisoned here, and tortured day and night.

This kind of humiliation made Mengyuan want to die.

"Has the saint thought it through?"

And hearing Ling Xiao's voice, Meng Yuan instinctively felt a kind of fear.

The originally numb eyes began to reveal endless panic.

"Ling Xiao, you don't want to ask anything from me, just kill me if you have the ability."

Today's Mengyuan no longer dares to ignore Ling Xiao.

Because every time she did that, she would be bullied by the latter.

Yes, it is what you think.

Aren't you Wei Guangzheng?

I regard monsters as natural enemies, but now, in my eyes, you are nothing more than an ant, a fish on a chopping board.

If the starting point is too high, the fall will always hurt more.

In the final analysis, this Mengyuan is just a woman in her early twenties, and the prerequisite for a perfect Dao Xin is...the incomparable identity of a holy lady.

In the entire holy state, who dares to ignore the majesty of the holy religion?

Only I, Ling Xiao!

"Where did the God Lord go? Why did you entrust the holy religion to you?"

Ling Xiao walked to Meng Yuan's side, reached out and pinched her chin with a cold expression.

"Even if I die, I won't help you! Ling Xiao, you will be killed by the divine lord sooner or later, I advise you to restrain yourself!!"

Meng Yuan gritted her teeth tightly, thinking that her dignified holy lady was actually ruined by this demon, and she felt extremely complicated despair in her heart.

Especially the uncontrollable happiness made her feel ashamed, angry and annoyed, and suffered a lot.

"Hehe, restrain yourself? Saint Mengyuan, could it be that if I restrain myself, the Holy Church will let me go?"

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, the coldness in his eyes grew stronger.

"Since it is a practice, what is the difference between killing demons and killing immortals? It is nothing more than a different standpoint. Saint Meng Yuan, anyway, I am now your man. As long as you submit to me, I promise to give you freedom. Let's come together... how about Zhu Xian? "

"You are talking nonsense!!! Demons are in chaos in the world, heaven and earth are not tolerated, immortals are merciful, and take the world's common people as their long-cherished wish, how can they be confused?!"

Mengyuan's expression was pale, and a chill rose from the bottom of her heart.

Zhu Xian?

The Heavenly Demon actually has such ambitions to practice Zhu Xian as his own practice?

But, inexplicably, Mengyuan felt...these words were not unreasonable.

Born to be a demon, with immortals as enemies.

For him, the immortal is experience, and the way of death is accomplished.

Even if he is merciful and kind, with this demon body, can he really be embraced by the world?

Suddenly, a trace of confusion appeared in Mengyuan's heart.

The so-called righteousness, evil, and sin are just different positions and different identities.

For example, the demons in the northern border never dared to set foot in the world.

Why?

Because of the practice of the world, the envelope slays demons and demons.

But whoever said that monsters have no heart and soul, and don't create evildoers?

"Is that so? Heaven and earth conceive all things for grace, but cultivation is meant to plunder the power of heaven and earth. What's the difference between immortals and demons? Besides, the holy religion governs the world. Why do you drive away the demon clan in the north and trap the sea clan in the south? Since the saint said... Immortals are merciful and all people are equal, but why can't they get justice?"

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, his tone full of playfulness.