Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Well, don't kill yourself."

Above the Golden Hall, Emperor Shenwu nodded lightly, his eyes seemed to have deep meaning.

Especially at this time, the smile that suddenly rose from the corner of Zhan Xiaotian's mouth made him feel a little uneasy.

The sky is now, and the gods are destroyed.

This rumor was said by Guantian Hou, the high priest of the Zhan Dynasty.

If he hadn't installed eyeliner in the War Dynasty, I'm afraid he would still be kept in the dark.

According to the high priest, the War Dynasty will have a divine star descending from the sky, which will carry the power of the sky and suppress Wan Dynasty!

And the rule of the Ten Thousand Years of Emperor Shenwu's dynasty will also be completely subverted.

It's just that the High Priest did not make it clear about the origin of this Son of Heaven's Chosen, and no matter how the Emperor Shenwu tried to inquire, he found nothing in the end.

Therefore, in order to deter the Zhan Dynasty, Emperor Shenwu did not hesitate to provoke wars in the frontier, and designed to kill the five princes and three princesses of the Zhan Dynasty.

The warriors were loyal and fierce, and all died in battle, which was very miserable.

Only Zhan Xiaotian was frail and sickly from birth, and because of his young age, he was guarded by the Emperor Zhan in the palace, and he was not killed.

But, for this reason, Emperor Shenwu still had no intention of letting go of this weak little prince.

Instead, he was forcibly taken to Wudi City on the grounds of sheltering the blood of the Emperor of War.

In that year, Zhan Xiaotian was still young, ignorant and ignorant, with only sorrow and no great hatred.

Yao remembered that when he entered the imperial capital with Emperor Wu of Shenwu, outside the Imperial City of War, on the ancient road, countless war shadows were holding golden halberds.

Respectfully sending off the ninth prince, like a mountain and a tsunami, shocking the sky.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, more than three hundred years have passed.

If he hadn't met Ling Xiao, even if Zhan Xiaotian was able to escape from Emperor Wu City in the end, he would have caused endless disasters for the Zhan Dynasty.

Fortunately, now he has a chance to leave the city in a grand manner.

With the protection of Young Master Ling Xiao, even if Emperor Shenwu noticed his talent, he would never dare to take action against the Zhan Clan easily, and this was what Zhan Xiaotian really cared about.

Dare to be a servant of a god emperor, killing the young master of the Xiao clan, and slaughtering all living beings in a domain, this responsibility is awe-inspiring.

"Yes! The Emperor!"

Wu Li grinned and bowed down.

From the beginning to the end, there was no trace of waves on Zhan Xiaotian's face.

With his current state, let alone a prince's valet, even the many princes and sons in this hall, he did not take it seriously.

The limit of his talent is the sky, the pinnacle of heaven and earth.

The mere vulgarity, how can he stop his way!

"Ninth Prince, don't worry, I will be more careful and try to keep you alive."

Wu Li turned around and stared at Xiaotian with a sinister smile.

However, when he saw the latter's suddenly calm face, Wu Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart suddenly jumped.

Over the years, he was used to Zhan Xiaotian's submissive and servile appearance.

Don't say it, it's more like that than the sudden seriousness.

"Me too."

For the first time, Zhan Xiaotian never suppressed the hatred in his heart, even the gloomy corner of his mouth made people feel a chill unconsciously.

Three hundred years of humility and hatred, at first Zhan Xiaotian didn't understand what a proton was.

I don't understand why the 30,000 battle attendants who sent him to the Emperor Wu's Palace were all tied with white sackcloth on their heads.

Until one day, he was bullied by the princes of Shenwu, and when he heard their wanton ridicule, Zhan Xiaotian understood that the original proton was a humble identity.

Then, the high priest of the Zhan Dynasty, who had been missing for a long time, suddenly appeared. It turned out that... the eight princes and princesses of the Zhan Dynasty had died, and the high priest had already noticed something strange, and just performed a golden cicada to escape, and hid in Wudi City early to wait for the battle. The arrival of the little day.

For three hundred years, it was the high priest who taught him to practice and concealed his aura. Otherwise, with Zhan Xiaotian's strength, how could he hide from a group of people in the holy realm?

"Zhan Xiaotian, are you afraid that you have taken the wrong medicine today?" Wu Li frowned, and golden light suddenly bloomed all over his body, like a sun, shining a dazzling light.

Then, I saw his palm sticking out, the runes were dazzling, and strands of golden light condensed the palm print and smashed it down.

The whole hall, Lingwei trembled.

The infinite golden brilliance covered everyone's eyes.

It's just that Ling Xiao didn't care about it at all. Judging from Zhan Xiaotian's luck, these tricks will only be suppressed by force, and there is no suspense.

"boom!!"

Accompanied by a loud noise, the ten thousand zhang Jinhui suddenly trembled.

Immediately afterwards, a figure stepped backwards from it, and the blood kept spilling out of his mouth, it was Wu Li.

At this time, his face was already pale, and his eyes were filled with a kind of fear of hell.

"you…"

Wu Li lowered his head and looked at the sunken golden armor on his chest, his lips trembling.

He really could not have imagined that Zhan Xiaotian's strength would be so terrifying.

His spiritual seal did not hurt him at all, but was destroyed by Zhan Xiaotian.

how is this possible?

This trash actually hides his cultivation?

"Um?"

At this time, in the hall, many Shenwu Tianjiao's faces were all condensed.

Even the Emperor Shenwu had a rare dignified expression on his brows.

Obviously, the humbleness shown by Zhan Xiaotian over the years was deliberately faked.

In other words, the character of this young man is truly terrifying.

Today, Young Master Ling Xiao's choice of followers is a rare opportunity for him.

As long as you can leave Wudi City, the world is vast, and the name of the Emperor of War may shock Qingcang.

only! !

What makes Emperor Shenwu a little puzzled is, does this have anything to do with Ling Xiao?

Wu Hongshu had said before that Ling Xiao and Fo Zi Yaoguang were invited by her from Daotian Academy.

And to this end, he made a promise of ancestral creation.

It seems that Ling Xiao didn't know Zhan Xiaotian beforehand, otherwise he could hide in the dark and help him escape, there is no need to offend the Emperor Shenwu.

Damn it! !

If this Zhan Xiaotian was really what the high priest said, he would not be able to leave alive today no matter what!

"I'm sorry, I didn't make a move for a long time, and I didn't grasp the strength."

Jin Hui was extinguished, and Zhan Xiaotian's figure slowly walked out of it, and there was a heart-pounding fighting intent on his handsome and indifferent face.

"you!!"

Wu Li clenched his teeth fiercely, the blood from the corner of his mouth continued.

At this moment, he could feel that his entire sternum was completely shattered, and he was almost punched through by Zhan Xiaotian.

And this is still under the premise that he wears the armor of God...

"I come!"

Just when Wu Li was in a dilemma, he saw a young man dressed in purple suddenly walk out from behind the leader of the prince.

The young man was handsome, with white teeth and red lips, and his hair was crystal clear.

"It's the grandson of the Marquis of Zhenbei, Qi Siyun!"

"This is interesting. This little prince is a contemporary Baijie. It is said that he once competed with the blood-clothed prince and narrowly won."

"This battle, Zhan Xiaotian will lose!!"