Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"No matter who you are, if you trespass on the forbidden area, you have to die."

Xiang Yun snorted coldly, and when he held his jade hand, he saw a cyan ancient front suddenly emerge.

The icy sword swept away and shattered the sea.

Faintly, there was a pink haze spreading around him.

"Om!!"

only! !

Just as Xiangyun stepped forward, he saw the black-robed figure suddenly raise two fingers and gently stroke forward.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of light lit up leisurely, as if the sky was falling.

Qiankun Six Paths, the void of time is all broken, and there are no paths.

"Crack."

And before the ancient sword in Xiangyun's hand fell, the arm holding the sword was directly cut off by Qinghui's sword and fell to the ground.

"what!!"

While the blood was spraying, Xiang Yun's face was extremely pale.

Although her cultivation is not the strongest in the contemporary era, she is also at the top of Qingcang.

But the figure in front of her cut off her arm with just the sword force, which is ridiculous.

Looking at the blue sky, except for those supreme powerhouses and contemporary people, who can achieve this step, I am afraid that only the serial monsters have this Kamui.

Who is this person? !

"Don't show up yet?"

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled. One of the twelve contemporary elites of Tianque Mansion was not the Yanjue known for his combat power, and he did not pose any threat to him at all.

Charisma is said to be extremely mysterious, but what can be shaken is still the desire and greed in the heart of people.

For the arrogance of this world, there are always flaws in human beings.

However, Ling Xiao...is not a human being.

Xiangyun, he can kill with a wave.

At this time, the reason why he didn't act in a hurry was not to pity Xiangxiyu, but to force the strong man who was hidden in the ghost fog to appear.

although! !

Ling Xiao could feel that there seemed to be a terrifying sealing force on the octagonal altar.

But just now, since this person can display the offensive of the soul, there must be a way to get out of it.

"You... Who are you!!"

Xiang Yun covered his broken arm with his hand, and looked terrified.

At this moment, she seemed to have an illusion. In front of the black figure in front of her, she was like an ant, and she had no resistance at all.

"What about you? Who are you?"

Ling Xiao smiled playfully and deliberately lowered his voice, "Alternatively, you can also tell me who is this... behind you!"

"Don't even think about it!!"

"Buzz!"

At the moment when Xiangyun's voice fell, he saw a clear light shining in front of him again, smashing the sky and crashing down.

even! !

With Xiangyun's strength, he felt that the entire space seemed to be bound by an invisible force, and it was difficult to break free.

terrible! !

The black-clothed figure in front of him didn't have any pressure from the holy realm, or supreme aura.

But every time he makes a move, he can make the world pale and destroy all things.

Especially this pure and flawless sword stance, as if it can tear apart the sky! !

"Push."

Xiangyun's arm was broken again, and while the blood was spraying, this contemporary Yanjue's mind was already completely trembling.

"Master!! Save me!!"

Then, she suddenly turned around and frantically rushed towards the octagonal altar, her voice roaring in horror.

Seeing this scene, Ling Xiao did not try to stop it, but quietly watched the place where the ghost fog filled the air.

The next moment, seeing his fingers sticking out, he wanted to wave it down again.

At this moment, in the ghost fog, two cold lights suddenly lit up, like a pair of pupils, showing a strange ice-blue color. "Kakakakaka!"

At the same time, the countless bones scattered on the mountain road suddenly stood up swayingly.

Dense, boundless!

Even many of the skeletons are not complete, but they are still standing on the mountain road, making strange noises.

At this moment, in their eye sockets, two balls of ice-blue soul light jumped and rushed towards Ling Xiao without fear of death.

only! !

Although the number of these bones is terrifying, their strength is too low. Only some of them are completely preserved, and even a trace of spirit remains, which can exert a bit of power before birth.

Looking at the shadow of the bones rushing in like a torrent of bones in front of him, Ling Xiao's eyes did not see a trace of waves.

I saw his palm suddenly clenched, and the Shinto Dragon Emperor Sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

The vast holy majesty is like a scorching sun, exuding extremely bright brilliance.

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently and slashed with his sword.

"Zheng!!"

Suddenly, above the void, there was a condensed sword energy.

A general trend that slashed the heavens and the earth suddenly fell, like the moon falling on the galaxy, the sky overturned, and the nine heavens were cut back.

Vaguely, an ancient dragon emperor's shadow tore through the sea, pierced through the ancient times, and swept out.

And where the Dragon Emperor's sword power passed, a path of immortals and gods stood on the sky, overlooking the common people.

Thousands of bones were shattered in an instant, and it was difficult to bear the sword force.

until! !

An icy blue arm surrounded by ghost lines suddenly emerged from the end of the mountain road, crossed the layers of white bones, and gently tapped the dragon shadow between the eyebrows.

"Crack!"

A shattering sound resounded immediately, and countless cracks broke out on the dragon shadow, and finally turned into golden light and sprinkled from the sky.

Ling Xiao's eyes were light, but there was not much surprise on his face.

With a sword just now, he didn't do his best at all, just cut it out at will.

And the powerhouse in this ghost fog, the cultivation base is set above the holy realm, and the method is strange.

Even if Ling Xiao is confident, the Holy Land powerhouse may not be his opponent, but...it must take some means.

What's more, from the beginning to the end, Ling Xiao had a feeling that a ghost clan who could curse Wu Hongsi would never be an ordinary powerhouse.

This person is likely to be a destiny, an alien destiny.

So, everything makes sense.

He slaughtered the human race and made chaos in the blue sky, perhaps just for... the revival of the ghost race.

"You are very strong, but... in front of the master, you are still inferior to ants."

In the vast white bones, a cold and indifferent voice suddenly came.

I saw a figure, stepped out of the mist, broke the sword brilliance, and appeared in front of Ling Xiao.

Xiangyun! !

It's just that at this time, this contemporary Yan Jue, the two arms show a strange shape.

Sturdy, huge, ice blue all over, surrounded by thousands of ghost lines.

This color is familiar to Ling Xiao.

It seems that when Lu Ming finally performed the ghost clan secret technique, the ghost standing behind him was this... flawless pure ice color.

"Ghost clan dark son."

Ling Xiao nodded slightly, not too surprised by everything in front of him.

Since it is competing for the sky, all ethnic groups will make arrangements in advance and arrange many means.

At the moment, it seems that Xiangyun's luck may have come from the fact that he did not die when he fell off the cliff, and found the secret treasure of the evil sect.

But, in the end, out of hatred in her heart, she still sold her soul to this ghost clan powerhouse, and became a chess piece... turbulent Qingcang.

"act recklessly!!"

Xiang Yun snorted coldly, his eyes filled with resentment.

Ghost clan dark son, these four words are always the rift in her heart.

If she hadn't been blinded by hatred, how could she have done such a betrayal of the human race!

Now, it's too late to say anything.

And what she has to do is to kill everyone who knows this secret! !