Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"boom!"

The ancient temple of Saint Yuan shattered.

The smoke and dust filled the air, and I saw two Linghui figures stepping out of the temple and colliding in the night sky.

The boundless Shenhua is free and easy in the sky, covering the stars and the moon.

I saw ancient and vast lines spread out, filled with unspeakable divinity.

The terrifying opportunity is like the falling of the sea of ​​​​stars, and the sea of ​​​​god against the tide.

At this time, Wu Le's face was extremely anxious, and at the moment when the palm was printed, the spiritual seals and talismans condensed into the heaven and the earth, each showing its majesty.

However, no matter how he attacked, Lu Ming didn't fight him at all, he just calmly dodged and collided, trapping his figure in front of Shengyuan Hall.

"what is that?"

"It seems that someone is fighting!"

"Who dares to be so presumptuous in Daotian Academy!!"

The originally quiet Daoshan suddenly burst into shock.

Figures came out of the hall one after another, and their eyes trembled as they looked above the void.

I saw there, the dao pattern rushing, and the rays of light were ten thousand.

The unparalleled murderous intent is condensed vertically and horizontally, and the general trend of collapsing sky is falling layer by layer.

And in the radiance of the gods, the two figures intertwined and fought, shattering the darkness of the night.

"Yes...Xiao Wu Xianggong! Who is he fighting?"

"It seems to be... Junior Brother Lu of the Confucian Academy!!"

"How did these two fight!"

"I don't know, but it looks like it's murderous."

Countless streamers bloomed in the sky, swept from the sky.

And here is the Hanlin Academy, where many green monsters rest.

Therefore, in just a few breaths, countless figures have gathered in front of the Shengyuan Hall.

Even some school elders came down from the sky with puzzled expressions and looked at the two contemporary geniuses above their heads.

At this moment, Wu Le's eyes suddenly had soul light blooming, turned into a seal, and fell towards Lu Ming.

The power contained in it, even the countless school elders below are secretly shocked.

"Huh? I didn't expect you to leave behind."

Lu Ming sneered, since everyone was almost there, this farce should end.

As long as he defeats Wu Le, he can expose his conspiracy with Ling Xiao in front of everyone.

At that time, the young master of the Ling clan, the light of the righteous path will completely reveal his true nature.

Soul power offensive?

The corner of Lu Ming's mouth was slightly raised, and the colorful rays of light flashed in his eyes.

I saw that under the soul seal that covered the sky, a colorful ancient dagger suddenly appeared.

In the next moment, the soul seal pressed down, overwhelming the sky with the momentum of suppressing the eternity.

"What a terrible soul power, I didn't expect Wu Le's real means to be soul power!"

Seeing this scene, countless Tianjiao disciples changed their expressions one after another, their eyes horrified as the soul seal enveloped Lu Ming and annihilated.

only! !

Just when everyone thought that the battle was coming to an end, they saw that the Baizhang Soul Seal suddenly came to a standstill.

Then! !

I saw that in the center of the soul seal, there seemed to be a ray of radiance lit up, opening up the world, and actually cracking the seal from it.

And Lu Ming's figure swept out from the infinite soul light almost instantly, and swept away angrily towards Wu Le.

"Om."

In his whole body, the righteousness is magnificent, and the law is established in the sky.

And before the shock on Wu Le's face dissipated, he vomited blood and flew out under the stunned gaze of everyone.

"Humph!"

Shenhua flashed in Lu Ming's eyes, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, only to see his palm sticking out, turning into a palm of several feet, and holding it towards Wu Le out of thin air. But at this time, he did not exert all his strength, just to capture him, so although the spirit palm was famous, it did not contain murderous intent.

But...a shocking scene appeared! !

I saw the moment when the spirit palm was holding Wu Le, blood spurted out of the latter's seven orifices at the same time.

And his head, in an instant... shattered open, both in shape and spirit! !

"hiss…"

The whole Dao Mountain suddenly heard the sound of air-conditioning sucking in bursts.

At this time, everyone was staring blankly at the corpse that fell from the sky and Lu Ming, who was standing in the void. He didn't know what to say for a while.

Competing with peers is indeed a matter of life and death.

But, Junior Brother Lu, are you... floating?

This Wu Le is indeed a loose cultivator, with no clan and no clan, but he is also a hundred heroes of the green, and he has been famous for a long time.

Now that people come to the academy, they have gone through three trials, and they have also tried to testify to the character of the human race when the six heroes of the demon race are coming.

Although in the end, he was suppressed by Feng Yan's palm, but how many other people in the academy could be compared with that kind of daring and blood?

No matter how you look at it, this Wu Le is the light of the right path, with a pure and good personality.

It's you, Junior Brother Lu, you are so arrogant, you have already done the hammer?

In the face of the demon clan's obedience, and against the arrogance of the human clan, did you hit hard?

For a time, the mountain wind was suppressed, and the entire Dao Mountain suddenly fell into a dead silence.

At this time, on the mountain road in the distance, Ling Xiao and Li Zhichu walked side by side, the moon and stars were rare, and they were relaxed and wanton.

At this time, both of them had smiles on their faces, chatting and laughing softly from time to time, discussing Confucianism and Taoism.

"Senior Sister Li, thank you for your hospitality today. You must drink more of the spirit wine later."

Ling Xiao's eyes were indifferent, but his tone was gentle.

The voice transmission of "Wu Le" just now, he never avoided Li Zhichu at all.

The key to this chess game is the contrast between Ling Xiao's uprightness and Lu Ming's insidious suspiciousness.

And Li Zhichu, as the "participant", knew everything about what Ling Xiao did.

So, you said that I calculated her, is it established?

Moreover, just now Ling Xiao has used Wu Le to test Lu Ming's methods, a soul dagger that can break through ten thousand paths.

There are several different spiritual power fluctuations on his body, one of which Ling Xiao is very familiar with.

The breath of ghosts.

In other words, the exercises that Lu Ming practiced are likely to involve the four inheritances of Kidō, Confucianism and Buddhism.

I said he was a ghost clan dark son, you all believe it?

In this way, he is a small school disciple, why does he want to do everything possible to calculate Ling Xiao, isn't it very clear?

Love and hatred are second, and the racial mission is the key.

I, Ling Xiao, the light of the righteous path, the demons everyone wants to kill!

"it is good."

Li Zhichu nodded and chuckled, but at the moment when her voice fell, she saw the void in the distance, and suddenly there was a burst of radiance.

The two figures are intertwined, fighting for life and death, Kamui fills the sky, shocking people.

But soon, one of the figures was blown out of the head and fell from the sky.

The whole process may seem slow, but in fact it is only a matter of seconds.

By the time Li Zhichu reacted, his face was completely pale.

At this time, she could see that the one who was executed seemed to be Xiao Wu Xianggong, who had just passed the letter to the son.

And it wasn't anyone else who killed him, it was the one who always had a prejudice against the son... Lu Ming! ! !

"not good."

On the mountain road, Ling Xiao's eyes were slightly condensed, and sword intent suddenly filled his body, like a celestial glory of Hongmeng, piercing through the ocean.

And his figure stepped out directly, with the rhythm flowing under his feet, like a nine-day galaxy, swept straight towards the Shengyuan Hall where Lu Ming was located.

"Gong... son..."

Li Zhichu's lips trembled slightly, and the words that had originally reached his mouth were swallowed.

Junior Brother Lu Ming, you... stupid! !