Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

The ancestral land of the gods and martial arts, the rays of the sun are all over the place.

I saw that under the cover of the heavy divine brilliance, a figure in black walked with his hands behind his back, all the way towards the depths of the ancestral land.

From Wu Hongsi's mouth, Ling Xiao has already learned that in this ancestral land, many ancestors who fell during the emperor's conquest of heaven and earth were buried.

The cultivation of these people is in the realm of Heavenly Supreme.

even! !

It is rumored that Emperor Wu is also in the ancestral land, and even the Emperor Shenwu does not know whether he is alive or dead.

Ling Xiao left the Ziqi Wushou Dao body at the entrance of the ancestral land, and went deep into the ancestral land with the chaotic immortal body. Even if there was a disturbance later, the sons and daughters of the princes would testify for him.

According to Ling Xiao's thoughts, a hero like Emperor Wu who travels through the sky and latitudes must not fall silently.

Heaven and earth are the strongest, and life expectancy is almost endless.

He was hiding here, perhaps with a bigger plan.

As for what it was, Ling Xiao guessed that it was mostly related to the dragon veins here.

Judging from the Dao rhyme flowing in this space, the dragon vein suppressed by the Emperor Shenwu is likely to be of the same rank as the blue dragon vein.

And such heaven and earth spirits contain the ultimate aura of spiritual energy.

Above the emperor is immortality.

It's just that this realm is too far away, and even Ling Xiao doesn't know much about it.

However, after all, the emperor is not the pinnacle of this world.

Along the way, Ling Xiao carefully avoided the restriction in the void, and soon came to the most central place in the ancestral land.

I saw here, a golden hall stands, one after another, there are five.

And above each golden hall, there are spiritual patterns floating up and down, and the gods are forbidden.

And above the deepest ancient temple, there is a golden light dragon shadow entrenched.

That is a huge dragon veins of thousands of feet, and a single piece of scale armor is the size of a person.

It is covered with golden scales, and the dragon is mighty, just like the vein of the blue dragon that was suppressed by the wind chimes in the domain.

even! !

Compared with the vein of the blue dragon, the one in front of him is obviously more solid and ancient.

The rhythm of dragon power flowing around him is like the vast sea of ​​stars, shocking the world!

"Sure enough, it is the vein of a blue dragon."

Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, although he had already guessed in his heart, but seeing such a terrifying ancient dragon vein at this time was still a little shocking.

If he can put the ten veins of the blue dragon in the prison sky, I am afraid that even the supreme powerhouse will not be able to break free from this formation Kamui, right?

only! !

The Canglong vein of the Daotian Academy was suppressed by the seal of the wind chime.

And with Ling Xiao's strength alone, it is impossible to compete with such a terrifying dragon vein that rivals the Heavenly Sovereign.

What's more, this is the ancestral land of the gods and martial arts. Once Ling Xiao touches this pulse, it will definitely alarm the martial arts.

"Ningchuan."

With Ling Xiao's thoughts moving, Ning Chuan's figure suddenly appeared beside him.

And when he saw the ancient forbidden formation that covered the secrets in front of him, he couldn't help but stare at the heart of this maniac of destiny.

"Lord, this is..."

"Shenwu Ancestral Land."

Ling Xiao grinned, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes.

The five halls are likely to be the remains of the five Heavenly Supreme Beings.

And as long as he can get these remains and refine them into puppets, even without the help of the Ling clan, he still has the strength to compete with many sects.

"Shenwu... ancestral land?!"

A look of surprise appeared on Ning Chuan's always indifferent face.

He looked up at the five golden halls in front of him and nodded slightly. "Can you recognize what kind of formation this is?"

The reason why Ling Xiao was not in a hurry at this time was because he was worried that if he touched the sacred ban in the hall later, it would attract too many visions and startle snakes.

He doesn't understand the formation, but Ning Chuan understands.

"It should be the ancient prohibition, the lock spirit formation."

Ning Chuan frowned slightly, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

This spirit-locking formation is extremely evil, and it can imprison and devour all souls, souls, and bodies.

Why is there such a ban in the ancestral land of Shenwu?

"Lock Spirit Formation?"

Ling Xiao's eyes were clear, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

There is indeed a conspiracy!

"Can you break it?"

"No, Lord, this lock of spirits is extremely evil. Once trapped in it, it is likely to become the nourishment for this formation."

Ning Chuan shook his head, his expression extremely solemn.

"Really? Then we have to go in and take a look."

Ling Xiao smiled, with the domain in his body, he could get away at any time.

This law of immortality, danger has always coexisted with good luck.

Now that he finally had the opportunity to go deep into this place, how could he return empty-handed.

"You go back to the realm first."

Ling Xiao waved his hand and took Ning Chuan into the realm. He lifted his foot and walked to the first hall. The spirit in his hand bloomed, and the whole person suddenly disappeared in place.

At this moment, the divine ban shrouded in the hall suddenly fluctuated for a moment, and soon returned to its former calm.

Ling Xiao, on the other hand, looked at this magnificent ancient temple in surprise.

In the hall, it is extremely empty, and there is no good fortune.

Only a golden dragon coffin was quietly placed in the hall, exuding a radiant radiance.

What surprised Ling Xiao even more was that above the dragon coffin, there were nine spiritual pillars hanging from the sky and falling into the coffin.

The vast and endless dragon energy is flowing down the spiritual pillar and submerged in the coffin, with endless ups and downs.

Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be speculation in his heart.

only! !

Just when he lifted his foot to the edge of the dragon coffin, he found that it was empty, with only a layer of crystal bone powder, which seemed to prove that there was a martial ancestor lying here.

"Is it unable to withstand the divine power of this dragon vein?"

Ling Xiao stretched out his hand and touched the dragon coffin, only to feel a rush of divine power, even with his physical strength, he couldn't bear it.

However, what makes Ling Xiao feel a little bit puzzled at this time is, is this spiritual lock ban sealed by these gods and martial ancestors, or...the vein of the blue dragon?

What is the use of these spiritual pillars connecting the dragon coffin?

There are three golden halls in a row, and the dragon coffins are all piles of bone scum, and there is no difference.

It was not until in the fourth golden hall that Ling Xiao looked down at the figure lying in the coffin, and a smile appeared on his face.

This is a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance and heavy eyebrows.

Even at this time, his body was lifeless, but there was still Diwei left.

Around him, there are endless spiritual patterns morphing, dragon veins flow, and a domineering supreme general trend is surging, which is shocking.

and! !

What surprised Ling Xiao even more was that on the emperor's corpse, there was no more death energy, and a ray of breath between life and death quietly condensed, hanging in the emperor's corpse's mouth, like a yin and yang bead, mysterious and unpredictable.

"This is…"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly. At this moment, he had a faint hunch that once the beads were completely solidified, the ancestor of the Martial Clan in front of him might truly be resurrected! !

"So... this spirit lock ban actually seals the vein of the blue dragon, and Emperor Wu wants to use this vein's spiritual charm to revive the five heavenly supreme powerhouses who fell from the martial clan?"

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed, and he became more and more wary of the hearts of these ancient powers.