Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Follow Ling Xiao? Patriarch, are you overestimating this young man? He"

Xiao Yu's eyes widened, he could see that Ling Xiao was very strong and had the appearance of crushing a generation.

But as it is today, luck is in immortals and not in people.

Even with Ling Xiao's celestial appearance, it is impossible to break the shackles of this mortal world, and it is impossible to ascend to the immortal world!

Even if he can fly to the Immortal Realm, now that more than ten Ten Thousand Years have passed, I am afraid that there is no place for the human race there.

"The righteousness is thin to Yuntian, and the killing is decisive. The only person in the human race with such an emperor's appearance is Xuanyuan Human Sovereign, the holy blood seals the sky, and the god of war cuts down the immortals. I don't know how far they can go after Ten Thousand Years!"

Xiao Tingfeng sighed, fortunately, with Xiao Ping as an opportunity, the Xiao family wanted to follow Ling Xiao, but not without a chance.

Next, they only need to establish Xiao Ping as the young master and take over the power of the Xiao clan alone, and the Xiao clan and the Ling clan will be completely bound together.

Heaven and earth will be re-established, and the Xiao family will be happy! !

Here, Ling Xiao is sitting in the ancient ship. In front of him, Xiao Pian looked at Xiao Yu'er with red eyes, "Lord, your means are sky-high, Yu'er's soul has been injured, I wonder if there is still a chance for recovery?"

"She must have been greatly stimulated, and just now she has become delirious. The medicine pill is probably useless, and she can only recover slowly."

Ling Xiao shook his head and sighed lightly, "Well, I'll find a place for her to rest in peace. It is said that the Ghost Clan's Grandmaster Spirit Technique, when she encounters the Ghost Clan's great master in the future, maybe you can ask a question or two."

"Thank you Lord!"

Xiao Pian knelt down suddenly, looking pious.

If Xiao Pian surrendered at the beginning, it was entirely because he cherished his life, then at this moment, he had already put his life in the hands of Ling Xiao, even though he died without regrets.

"Why do you and I need to be more polite? This immortal journey is dangerous, and we still have to practice hard to keep one side at peace."

Ling Xiao glanced at Yao Guang thoughtfully, but saw the latter's pretty face slightly condensed and thoughtful.

It's just that compared to before, the little red lotus between her eyebrows seems to be more and more colorful.

"Om."

At this moment, a buzzing sound suddenly came from Ling Xiao's soul sea.

"Lord."

Chen Qingshan's voice resounded in the autobiographical notes, Ling Xiao's thoughts moved, and he disappeared in place.

"Say."

"In the past few days, according to your instructions, I have secretly inquired about the origin and plans of Gantian Divine Sect."

"Um."

"The Gantian Divine Religion is accepting a wide range of followers, collecting blood spirits in the name of demons, as if it is supporting a holy baby. The aura of this holy baby is not strong, only in the venerable realm, but it can control people's mind with the Pluton trick. , the Gantian sect leader was summoned by him to ascend, and now he has already entered the holy realm, and according to the knowledge of his subordinates, this holy baby has been inquiring about something called Tianyin Mingpan."

"Oh? Apart from that, are there other powerhouses in Gantian Divine Sect?"

Ling Xiao raised her brows lightly, and could control people's minds with exercises. No matter how it sounds, it was done by evil spirits.

Holy baby?

Listen, could he be a person with this name?

However, even if this baby's cultivation technique is strange, he is still a little clever ghost who can use the power of the devil to grow himself.

Of course, in the eyes of the human race, killing demons is doing things for heaven.

In the same way, in the eyes of the demon, the human race is the food of flesh and blood, and it is not sinful to swallow it.

This world is boundless, and all spirits coexist.

Righteousness and evil are just different positions and different identities.

"There are still several leaders, all of them at the level of the first and second grades of the holy realm. Lord, the leader of the Gantian sect said that after collecting the blood spirits this time, all the believers will be able to get the reward of the exercises. According to the estimates of the subordinates, that holy The blood sacrifice Dafa prepared by the baby should come to an end."

"Oh? How long does it take to collect a blood spirit?"

"One month limit! The sooner the better."

"I see."

Ling Xiao nodded indifferently, but there was a hint of evil in his eyes.

This Gantian Divine Sect uses the birth of demons to create chaos in the world, which is really resentful.

In this way, after the Holy Infant has collected the blood spirits and prepared everything, I will harvest it again, does it count as acting for heaven? To cut leeks, of course, wait until the leeks are mature.

I just don't know what kind of secrets are involved behind this holy baby.

The sky is cloudy?

As soon as you hear this, it is a treasure of the devil!

A day passed by in the blink of an eye.

It's just amazing that the execution of the young master of the Xiao clan did not spread in the Qingcang world.

Come to think of it, this matter is not glorious for the Xiao family.

What's more, looking at the meaning of Xiao Clan's Heavenly Supreme, it is obvious that he intends to live in peace with Ling Xiao.

In this way, when Xiao Ping stabilizes his mind, it is time for the Hui family to inherit the lineage and be his help.

However, although the Xiao family felt that their faces were dull, Ling Xiao was trying to show the righteousness of protecting slaves. Do you think that if you don’t say it, no one in the world will know about it?

"Bai Ling, send a few dark guards to all parts of Qingcang, so to speak"

at the same time.

Longyuan Sword Tomb, the top of Sword Mountain.

Ling Tian was dressed in blood, and the Zhu Xian in his hand was full of cold radiance. In front of him, there seemed to be bloodline spilling from the corner of Lord Grim Wu's mouth, and there was a hint of resentment in his beautiful eyes.

"Not coming!! Junior Brother Ling Tian is really hard-hearted, is he willing to give up every time he has to vomit blood from Senior Sister?"

"This"

Ling Tian retracted his sword and scratched his head, "Didn't Senior Sister say that if you want me to do my best, I won't be merciful?"

"Humph! You're an elm lump, how did Ye Xun'er like you?"

Lord Grim glared at Ling Tian, ​​but just as her voice fell, a loud buzzing sound suddenly came from the depths of the sword mound.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of brilliance bloomed leisurely, reaching the sky.

Faintly, there seems to be a shrine standing at the end of the Qinghui, which is splendid and immortal.

"what is this"

Ling Tian and Jun Mowu both had a look of surprise on their faces. It wasn't long before the two entered the Sword Tomb, and during this time they had been comprehending the sword intent here in the back mountain.

Occasionally, they will also learn from each other.

From Lord Grim, Ling Tian could feel an extremely resentful obsession.

It's just that with his temperament, he has never been a nosy, but Lord Grim Wu would sometimes tell him about his childhood experiences.

After going back and forth, the two found that no matter their origin or experience, the two had many similarities, and they agreed that if they succeeded in their cultivation in the future, they would run rampant in the blue sky and cut all injustices!

"All the disciples of Jianzhong, come to Houshan Jianzhong."

The voice of Sword Master Long Yuan resounded through the sky, and on the top of Jianshan, a stream of light suddenly appeared and swept toward the back mountain.

Ling Tian and Jun Mowu looked at each other, and immediately walked away without hesitation.

It wasn't until the figures of the two people walked far away that a shadow in yellow clothes walked out of the ancient forest in the distance, and their eyes calmly looked at the two people who left side by side.

Today's Ye Xun'er, although he has also entered the sword grave, has not been able to worship the sword master.

All day long, he just followed Jian Zhuang's disciples to practice swordsmanship and cultivate his mind, and it was difficult to see Ling Tian.

"Junior Brother Ling Tian, ​​after all, I can't keep up with your footsteps."

Ye Xun'er smiled lightly, and a trace of loss flashed in her eyes.

"Boom boom boom!"

In the depths of the sword mound, there are thousands of rays of light and three thousand sword intents.

I saw silhouettes descend from the sky and land in front of an ancient tomb.

Sword Master Long Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking deeply at the tombstone in front of him that was blooming with immortal brilliance.

Beside him is a tall and tall young man dressed in gray and white cloth.

He stood there, like a sharp sword unsheathed, exuding a palpitating chill.