Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

As soon as the figure of Holy Son Ling Xiao appeared in front of the demons, he was instantly enveloped by countless demon lights.

In the next moment, the magic light dissipated, and the figure of the Holy Son also disappeared out of thin air.

I... shit?

Countless elders of Xianzong's eyes were slightly condensed, their mouths opened angrily, and they swallowed hard.

So... suddenly?

This is the Holy Son, was he blasted into nothing?Martyred?

With the strength of the Holy Son, he shouldn't be killed so easily, right?

Why can't he struggle a few times, and finally be unable to recover, and stage a scene of King Stranger?

Oh no! !

The Holy Son was targeted! !

That's right! !

The several demon lights just now were all wielded by the strong god emperors. Rao is the holy son who is so talented that he is close to demons, so how can he possibly compete with the several god emperors and demons! !

Holy Son, he was targeted! !

Shameless! !mean! !

Holy Son, you died silently, but vigorously! !

"For the Holy Son, fight to the death!!"

"For the Holy Son!!!"

Immediately, countless Xianzong disciples cried bitterly on their backs, with grief and indignation on their faces, and the last trace of fear in their hearts disappeared at this moment.

The Holy Son has sacrificed himself, so what face do they have to run away?

Knowing that you can't do it, but doing it is for... righteousness! !

"Boom!"

Countless god emperors soared into the sky, their bodies were radiant with radiance, and the terrifying divine majesty and celestial light scattered in all directions, almost toppling the entire Xuansi mountain.

The void trembled, and layers upon layers of ripples emerged, containing endless destruction.

only! !

Back then, when the demon sect attacked the mountains, it relied on the leaders of the four major demon sects and tens of thousands of ordinary disciples.

But now, both Xiong Huan and Sha Yun are stronger than Bai Duzi and Zhang Jin.

What's more, there are nearly ten god emperors standing behind the two of them.

But Helian Mountain is no longer the Helian Mountain it was a few days ago!

Therefore, from the very beginning, this battle between good and evil was a pure massacre.

On the mountain peak, Ling Xiao's eyes were indifferent, and he waved his palm lightly, and saw a petite figure appearing in front of him instantly.

The girl was holding a heavy golden halberd in her hand, which was several feet longer than herself, which seemed quite strange.

It was Ning'er.

"elder brother!!"

Ning'er's small face froze for a moment, her beautiful eyes looked in the direction of the void in horror.

There, layers of space collapsed, revealing countless cracks.

A spirit treasure that shone with divine brilliance hit one place, and the figures staggered, tearing apart the sky, like a demonic abyss, devouring all spirits.

"Ning'er, in your opinion, among the people on this mountain, which ones are good people and which ones are bad people?"

Although Ling Xiao's face hides the magic light, but his eyes reveal the depth.

Now that Ning'er has awakened her divine body and comprehended the principles of Taoism, it's time to let her out for some actual combat.

Otherwise, no matter how talented she is and her temperament is unbearable, her final achievement will be just... Qin Chu.

If you can't distinguish between good and evil in this immortal journey, then kill everything you see and experience.

Only in this way will it not be reduced to chess.

Since this is the way, who is innocent?

Throughout the vicissitudes of the world, from time immemorial, whether immortals or demons, demons or ghosts, they are all vying for good fortune and hegemony in the universe.

If you don't want to turn into dust, you can only...destroy all enemies, stand on the top of the sky, be worshiped by all worlds, and worshiped by all spirits! !

So, who cares, how many souls and dead bones have you stepped on?

Chapter 696, Sword Slaying God Emperor

"Who's the good guy?"

Ning'er pondered for a moment, then looked at the righteous and evil sides fighting together with a pair of bright eyes, a ray of brilliance suddenly bloomed on her small face, "Brother says whoever is a good person is a good person."

This sentence, Ning'er did not go against her will.

Originally, her experience was miserable.

In her eyes, there is no evil in this world, and the so-called righteousness did not give her hope when she was desperate.

Only elder brother Ling Xiao gave her new life and warmth.

What's more, with Feng Ling as a good "ancestor", now Ning'er's heart is already full of all kinds of fallacies and evil thoughts.

"Oh?"

Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at the girl in front of him with some surprise.

Yes, cutie.

Your awareness is much stronger than that of Feng Ruge.

"Then Ning'er, do you dare to kill someone?"

With Ning'er's talent, her achievements in the future may be much higher than Han Qingqiu, Lin Meng and others.

The matter of killing must of course be cultivated from an early age.

Otherwise, no matter how talented you are, if you have a soft heart, you will inevitably not be a burden.

We are a villain, and everyone who follows us should be villains.

Even if they don't rebel now, it doesn't matter, sooner or later they will.

what?

Sooner or later?

Then kill them and train another batch.

As strong as a heavenly demon, there are nine generals, seven kings, and four followers behind him.

Since this fairy road is vast and endless, and dangerous everywhere, even if you have the body of the sky demon, after all, a person's power is limited.

What he wants is not just followers, but absolute loyalists who can grow up with him.

In this way, when one day, he steps into the Nine Heavens, he won't be able to... kill the immortals alone!

"dare!"

Ning'er's small face was a little pale, but her eyes showed determination.

Feng Ling's little ancestor's words are still in his ears, if he doesn't want to be abandoned by his brother, then he must be someone who is useful to him.

My brother said he wanted me to kill someone, so I'll do it, it's no big deal.

"Okay! Then let's compete to see who kills more."

Ling Xiao smiled, and the magic blade in his hand was filled with magic, covering its shape.

"it is good!"

And Ning'er nodded slightly, clenched her silver teeth, brandished her golden halberd and rushed towards the crowd.

At this time, Ling Xiao could clearly feel her nervousness, but it's so cute, it has to be the first time, doesn't it?

"Om."

The ear-piercing knife chant suddenly resounded, and there was no more warmth in Ling Xiao's eyes.

At this time, he was not worried about Ning'er's safety, and now God Emperor Xianxuan has been held back by Xiong Huan and others.

The rest of the gods, kings, and princes are also exhausted.

With Ning'er's strength, there is no danger in this chaotic situation.

And as the figures of the two rushed out, it was even more difficult for the disciple Xianxuan who was already at a disadvantage to resist.

The moment Ling Xiao's magic knife was wielded, countless disciples of the immortal sect died under the knife, and even the flesh and blood, god and soul were captured by the magic knife.

But Ning'er was more straightforward. What she comprehended was the principle of strength, coupled with the divine power of the heavy halberd in her hand, every time it fell, no matter what state the person in front of her was in, whether she was holding a divine weapon or a Taoist weapon, it would instantly shatter , into flesh and blood.

In Xianxuanzong, the spiritual power was shaken, and countless spiritual treasures collided brazenly, rippling thousands of blood.

only! !

Today's Xianzong disciples are all convinced by the righteousness of the Holy Son Ling Xiao, even if they die, none of them can escape.

In the end, the world gradually became quiet.

Only He Lianshan and several immortal emperors were left standing in the void, looking at the sea of ​​blood under their feet in despair, with a trace of loneliness on their brows.

Looking at it now, [-]% of Immortal Xuanzong is about to be destroyed today.

But He Lianshan couldn't figure out why this demon gate, which had been silent for hundreds of years, chose to attack at this time.

The first envoy is in southern Xinjiang. Aren't they afraid of revenge from the holy religion afterwards?

"Evil!! Since you are looking for death, today I will try my best to fall, and I will kill you all!!!"

He Lianshan roared in despair, a hideous look appeared on his old face.

Then, above its head, a golden formation gradually manifested its true form.

On it, the Daoist text outlines, the fairy spirit circulates, and it turns into a golden tripod standing in the sky.

It's just that at this time, He Lianshan's face was extremely pale, obviously feeling a little powerless.

The golden light hangs down from the sky, like the Milky Way pouring down from the nine heavens.

Xiong Huan and Gu Zhen stepped out one step at a time, standing proudly in front of everyone, with ghostly shadows standing behind them, supporting the world.

"Elders, help me!!"

He Lianshan yelled angrily, and the remaining masters of the three peaks and Feng Yuanyang didn't hesitate any longer, and poured all their spiritual power into the formation.

"Boom!"

The voice of Da Lu was transmitted from the sky.

At this time, everyone only felt that there was an expanse of ocean, whistling above their heads, and turned into a huge wave, pouring down.

The bright golden light, like a torrential wave, completely covered the entire void.

As Jin Tao passed by, the void shattered into pieces.

There was a god emperor of the sea clan who looked unwilling and printed his palm.

Between the heaven and the earth, a handprint of hundreds of feet suddenly appeared, moving towards Jin Tao with the momentum of lifting the sky.

The next moment, the face of the Sea Clan God Emperor suddenly changed, and he felt an incomparably terrifying divine power suppressing from his bones and tendons.

And his body shattered at this moment, disappearing in an instant.

"Unbelievable!"

He Lianshan's eyes were cold, and he looked down at the thousands of ghosts.

If he is in full bloom, Xianxuanzong may not lose this battle between righteousness and evil.

However, inexplicably, he seemed to feel a pair of magic pupils in the void, watching him all the time, pushing him and the entire Xianxuanzong to the brink of destruction step by step.

This feeling is illusory, but real and clear.