Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"boom!"

The piercing radiance quietly bloomed.

It's just that compared to the bone-chilling chill, Yang Yuan's heart was like falling into an ice cellar.

He turned his head in a daze, looking at the beautiful and flawless face, slowly approaching, full of frost.

In his eyes, it's not panic, but... unbelief.

"Hey, the Son of Destiny's heart is broken, congratulations to the Host for looting luck with 2,000 points, and the villain for 20,000 points."

"boom!"

Xia Zhimeng's hand stretched out, and there were thousands of lines in the palm of her hand, and she smashed it down on Yang Yuan's body.

only! !

Surprisingly, at this time, the young man's figure did not tremble at all, just staring at the girl in front of him with dull and confused eyes.

"why?"

Yang Yuan's lips trembled slightly and asked extremely bitterly.

Although, from the moment Ling Xiao appeared, he felt a hint of conspiracy.

However, he still didn't want to believe that this little junior sister who risked her life to save him would betray him.

Could it be that all birth and death are false?

How could the girl who had gone all the way with him and walked away from a strong enemy for his sake, betrayed him! !

"Om."

Before Xia Zhimeng could answer, she heard the sound of a loud sword chant resounding between heaven and earth.

Outside of Yang Yuan, golden light suddenly appeared, thick and vast.

And his figure rose directly into the air, shaking hands into fists, and looking at the black-clothed boy who suddenly appeared out of grief and indignation.

"why!!!"

"boom!!"

A terrifying opportunity broke out, and I saw Yang Yuan's body, jade brilliance, and fairy rhythm.

At this moment, his whole person looked like an exiled war immortal, desperate and burning with anger.

"It's all your fault!! It must be you who bewitched Zhimeng! It must be you!!!"

"Boom!"

Ten thousand feet of golden light rushed into the sky, only to see Yang Yuan's fist, the void directly cracked, turning into an endless abyss, like a big mouth, swallowing all the creatures blocking him.

Mighty and mighty, destroying the sky and destroying the earth.

Under the burning anger in his heart, Yang Yuan's punch unexpectedly exuded a breath of silence.

only! !

At the moment when the fist shadow and Jianhui collided, I saw the expression on Yang Yuan's face, quietly condensed.

Then, the golden light outside his body dimmed quietly in a breath, and even the luminous radiance emanating from his body seemed to crack open, and the stars were scattered from the sky.

"Since when..."

Yang Yuan stood in the void, his hair was loose, and he looked up at the figure that stepped out of the sky.

But at this moment, Ling Xiao didn't even look at him, and instead swept towards the spiritual shadow hiding behind the Myriad Dao Sacred Artifact.

Thousands of miles are empty, and the spiritual power is vast.

I saw Ye Zu's corpse puppet responding in a woeful manner, the black robe outside his body had long since shattered, revealing the darkened skin and flesh.

As if a piece of supreme immortal gold, even if it was collided by countless holy weapons, there was still no sign of collapse.

At the moment when the colorful divine light flickered in the spirit shadow eyes, the space behind him suddenly trembled.

Immediately afterwards, a silver-white ancient sword with endless rhythm suddenly pierced through and cut off his head.

"You..." Qi Cai Lingying suddenly turned around, looking at the figure of the young man who appeared behind him at an unknown time, there was a touch of fear in his eyes.

"You can't kill me, kill me, you can't get Wanbing Daozang!!"

"Really? I heard that as long as you fuse, you can control this temple. As for whether you have spiritual consciousness, what is the difference?"

Ling Xiao smiled disdainfully, ignoring the threat of this spiritual shadow at all, and above the ancient sword in his hand, all paths flourished.

Heaven and earth are stagnant, time does not exist.

Purple thunder fell from the sky, and the endless sea of ​​fire burned the heavens.

And before the horror in Lingying's eyes dissipated, the silver-white ancient sword was easily pierced between the eyebrows, smashing its entire head into pieces.

"Did, congratulations to the Host for killing the Son of Destiny, successfully plundering 4,000 points of luck and 40,000 points of villain."

"Did, congratulations to the Host for successfully killing the Son of Destiny and getting an additional reward: Jade Bone Golden Body."

"Did, congratulations to the Host for successfully killing the Son of Destiny, and get an additional reward: 1% of Destiny's casting value (total 62%)."

Before the treasure hall, Yang Yuan turned around hard, wanting to look at Xia Zhimeng.

However, as his head twisted, his entire body suddenly split open, and blood was mixed with his inner organs, which was shocking.

Xia Zhimeng's face turned pale, he leaned over and retched, and there seemed to be a trace of mist rising in his eyes.

"Om."

The Holy Artifact of Ten Thousand Paths, which was whistling in the sky, suddenly came to a standstill.

Then, it turned into a stream of light, disappearing into the treasure hall behind him.

And the body of the colorful spirit shadow also collapsed at this time.

The billowing radiance overflows, the divine pattern evolves, and there is an ancient wave of vicissitudes sweeping all directions, the Hall of Induction Treasures hums, and ten thousand soldiers are united.

In the final analysis, this spirit shadow is nothing but a soul that gave birth to a spiritual wisdom.

And just when the colorful divine brilliance was about to dissipate, I saw that around the treasure hall, there were suddenly infinite Dao patterns that evolved, linked together into a formation, trapping the heaven and the earth.

From the moment Ling Xiao appeared, he secretly cast the Qiankun Ancient Formation, blocking this space.

The Son of Heaven's Destiny has brought out such an amazing creation, and Ling Xiao can't be allowed to be careless.

Once today, this Yang Yuan escapes again, it will be completely out of control.

Ling Xiao naturally wouldn't let this kind of thing happen.

I saw the ancient formation of Qiankun humming and falling, gathering all the colorful auras, and Ling Xiao's eyebrows immediately burst into a ray of immortal brilliance, like a god's eye pupil, directly swallowing the aura into the sea of ​​​​souls.

The next moment, I saw his eyes trembling slightly, and the palm of his hand flickered, and the space here was directly sealed into the domain.

As for his figure, he was sitting cross-legged in the air, and above his body, Taoism spewed forth, and a ray of magic quietly manifested.

I saw at this time, in the sea of ​​​​souls, a breath of reincarnation quietly fluctuated.

And those colorful auras that he swallowed into the body actually condensed into a long river of time, winding the void and flowing endlessly.

Among them, the Asgard stands, and the gods and shadows are unparalleled.

One after another tall and heroic figures woke up from the long river of time, and looked at him with their eyes down.

"boom!!"

Thousands of eyes condensed into a single seal, colorful and splendid, evolving the vicissitudes of life.

With just one glance, Ling Xiao actually felt that the vitality in the body was rapidly draining, and even the soul body seemed to be broken.

back! ! !

Very easily, Ling Xiao guessed the meaning of the existence of this long river of reincarnation.

I am afraid that when the Lord of Reincarnation left Wuzang Good Fortune, he must have arranged many back-ups.

The imprint of reincarnation is only the key to unlock the secret realm here, but it is the colorful spiritual shadow that just now decides the inheritor.

In other words, if it was actively fused, this long river of reincarnation might not appear.

And if it is killed by someone, this long river of reincarnation will be the second hand to prevent the creation of Tianfu from falling into the wrong hands! !