Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Om!!"

Xiangyun's soul palm protruded out and turned into a long river of souls out of thin air, sweeping the world.

It seems that there are thousands of stars paved, blooming with endless soul light.

However, there was no wavering on Ling Xiao's face. He clenched the dragon sword in his palm, and his whole body seemed to be lit up.

Immediately afterwards, on the dragon sword, the runes surged, and the rhythm was full of Taoism, like a golden dragon, wrapped around Ling Xiao's arm.

And as Ling Xiao raised his palm, he heard a loud dragon roar that resounded immediately, like Huang Zhong Dalu, with a sharp edge, as if it could shatter the world.

"Crash."

The originally surging Soul Sea Xinghe was directly torn apart by this sword force! !

The entire mountain road was cut off from it, and a hidden radiance spilled out from the gap in the kendo.

Xiang Yun's face changed greatly, but before she could react at all, she saw the sword slam down, which was many times stronger than the previous one.

Cut off the void, and the brilliance will be wiped out.

even! !

At this time, Xiang Yun only saw a ray of golden light flashing away, and her body was cut in the middle, and there was no defense at all.

"Puchi!!"

But at this time, her vitality has not been extinguished, the blood is flowing all over the ground, and her eyes are full of panic.

how is this possible? !

She has obviously been gifted by the master, transformed into a soul arm, and has unparalleled power, how can she not resist even a wisp of sword power? !

"If you don't show up again, your servant will have no chance."

On the mountain road, there was a sudden sound of low footsteps.

I saw Ling Xiao walking slowly, raised his foot and stepped on Xiang Yun's head under his feet.

A daughter of luck who has been planted with a soul imprint is of no use to her at all.

She's still alive, and she's just a bait.

"Master... save me..."

Xiang Yun was at a loss and panicked to the extreme.

"Humph!!"

On the altar, the ghost fog is surging.

I saw a wisp of soul power quietly condensed, turned into a hundred-zhang soul blade out of thin air, pierced through the heavens and the earth, and slashed horizontally.

Ling Xiao's eyes were slightly condensed, especially the strange divine pattern on the soul blade, which made him feel a heavy pressure.

"Are you finally willing to show up?"

"Buzz!"

Between the heavens and the earth, the buzzing sounded suddenly.

Just above Ling Xiao's head, suddenly there was a magnificent Immortal Palace.

Its upper Dao pattern overflows, and it evolves the mysterious yellow sun and moon.

And as Ling Xiao lifted his palm lightly, he saw that the gate of the Immortal Palace suddenly opened wide.

Ten ancient swords flickering with immortal brilliance appeared in the air, and each of them was engraved with ten thousand holy wills.

Time stood still, the void was stagnant, and the ten ancient swords suddenly fell down, like a long river of sword energy, tearing the sea and severing the cycle of reincarnation.

Thousands of miles of void, sword intent surged, as if a galaxy emerged, colliding with the soul blade.

"Boom."

Suddenly, the entire mountain road collapsed and was broken, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

And the hundred-zhang soul blade was directly torn and shattered by the ten swords, dissipating invisible.

But at this time, Ling Xiao didn't hesitate any more, his mind moved, and he saw the ten swords trembling from the sky, slashing down!

"act recklessly!!"

The ghost fog floats and sinks, and there seems to be a figure stepping out of it.

Then, I saw that he pushed his hands horizontally, crushing the world and colliding with the ten swords.

"Humph."

Accompanied by a muffled hum, the ghost fog that was originally lingering on the altar suddenly swayed for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, the ten swords fell, and the vast and unparalleled sword intent swept across the eight wastes, reversing the yin and yang, and directly smashed the altar into pieces. The ghost fog in the sky condensed quietly, and then slowly dissipated.

Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the place where the ghost fog receded.

At this moment, he seemed to see that one of the slender and graceful figures gradually revealed his true face.

only! !

Before he could fully see the person's appearance, the figure disappeared with the ghost fog.

"A soul consciousness?"

Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked indifferently at a black doorway exposed above the altar.

At this time, he could see that above the gate, the divine pattern was ups and downs, banning the eternity.

And behind that gate, a slender figure stood quietly.

It was a woman with long hair in a black dress, tall and fair.

At this time, although her face was shrouded in a layer of immortal brilliance, the pair of eyes that were exposed outside was a strange ice blue color.

Unlike Gu Chaoci, this woman also has an unparalleled dominance.

But she... is really too thin and weak, with a slender neck and two bones that are exposed outside the black dress, crystal clear and straight, amazing and inexplicable.

It is hard to imagine that these two completely different temperaments are so perfectly presented in one person.

But at this time, her eyes were extremely cold, and her soul lines were undulating, like an immortal god standing nine days high, overlooking the mundane world.

Obviously, looking at the meaning in this woman's eyes, it's not that she doesn't want to break the void and come.

But the power of the ban on this altar is too terrifying, and she can't easily pass through it.

But, this is the case. A single strand of soul consciousness has a combat power comparable to the holy realm. This woman's body is probably enough to kill Qingcang's contemporary sequence.

Moreover, judging from her age, she should be about the same size as Xiangyun, so it seems that this should be a... ghost clan monster.

"Who are you?"

Ling Xiao raised his head and asked calmly.

He doesn't have much prejudice against ghosts.

The enemy of the enemy is somewhat of a use value.

In the final analysis, most of the human forces in Qingcang are the lackeys of the Immortal Race and the World Lord Hall.

But anyone with a bit of backbone will either be killed by the world master, or, like the Xuanyuan clan, will be banished to a place of bitter cold.

Therefore, there is no harm to Ling Xiao for the four poles to make chaos.

This was also the reason why he let Huang Luoyi leave in the first place.

"Who are you?"

The woman in the black dress has long hair and drooping hips, fluttering about.

Her voice, just like her eyes, was cold and clear, a kind of clean and clear coldness.

only! !

Maybe it was because the ban on the altar was too weird, and at this time Ling Xiao couldn't even notice her cultivation realm and... her luck.

"Human, I remember you."

The woman in the black dress snorted coldly, raised her jade hand slightly, and wanted to turn around and leave.

"Hey."

However, just as ghosts and mists were forming outside her and her figure was about to disappear, Ling Xiao suddenly opened her mouth and called softly.

"Um?"

The black-dressed woman's brows twitched slightly, her slender body slightly stunned, "Do you have any last words to say?"

"The first descendant of the ghost clan is indeed domineering."

Ling Xiao's eyes are clear and piercing, and the soul lines are lingering, like a big abyss, which makes it difficult for people to speculate.

Ghost clan monster, invincible posture.

Looking at the blue sky, there are only a handful of contemporary people who can bring a little pressure to Ling Xiao.

And this ice-eyed girl in front of her is absolutely impossible to remain anonymous.

From the ghost's soul memory, Ling Xiao knew that there were three descendants of the ghost clan.

And the most mysterious of them is the first descendant of the ghost clan, Naia.

Everyone knows that Naia is a genius and has the power to predict the future.

But, in the entire ghost clan, no one has ever seen Naia Zhenrong.