Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

Taking the vein of a blue dragon as a guide, he spent ten Ten Thousand Years trying to resurrect five supreme powerhouses.

This kind of handwriting, just thinking about it is shocking.

only! !

Emperor Wu's idea is wonderful, but now it seems that, except for the middle-aged emperor's corpse in front of him, the other three have died out in time.

But even so, if the supreme powerhouse can finally be reborn and come back, it will be a great blessing for the Martial Clan.

After all, with the spiritual power of heaven in the mortal realm of the world today, it is difficult to ascend to the sky if you want to step into the realm of heavenly supremacy.

"pity."

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, the soul lines blooming in his eyes, and he directly started to sacrifice this supreme emperor corpse in the hall.

Faintly, he seemed to have an intuition that the Martial Emperor who had disappeared for endless years was probably in this last ancient temple.

With Ling Xiao's current state, in front of a powerful emperor, he probably wouldn't even have a chance to escape.

Therefore, he needs to control the emperor's corpse first, and then have Ye Zu's corpse to help him, maybe he can get a moment for him.

In just a split second, Ling Xiao was able to open the domain and escape from this place.

Of course, this is the worst plan.

Time passed slowly, and the day passed in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, before the last golden temple in the depths of the ancestral land, Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the majestic ancient temple in front of him, his eyes full of solemnity.

Behind him, the two corpse puppets of Ye Zu and Wu Zu stood quietly. Although there was no fluctuation in their bodies, they gave people an endless oppression.

Especially the corpse of the Martial Ancestor, although it has not been perfected, but according to Ling Xiao's estimation, his combat power is at least comparable to the fifth-rank Heaven Supreme, or even stronger.

It is conceivable that this ancient ancestor of the Wu clan must have been a figure who dominated the world.

And when this trip is over, Ling Xiao will only need to spend some more time to make it more powerful.

This harvest is far more precious than luck.

After all, there are not too many corpses in this world that still retain the origin of the Supreme Being.

"Wu Di?"

At this time, although Ling Xiao hadn't entered the main hall, the surging emperor's power was already vast.

And outside that hall, the infinite Kamui prohibition spreads out, encompassing the entire hall.

Above the ban, the divine pattern shone, like a wave of stars, dazzling.

To put it bluntly, with Ling Xiao's strength, once he broke in rashly, he would be torn apart by the power contained in the divine ban in an instant.

Even if the two supreme corpse puppets, Ye Zu and Wu Zu, want to break this ban, it is absolutely impossible.

even! !

The spirit power circulating in this is already enough to match the Taoist Palace Master, and even more so.

Can! !

The more so, Ling Xiao felt a little relieved in his heart.

With the World Breaker Talisman in hand, this world's formation ban is useless to him.

And the more terrifying this ban is, the more amazing the secrets it hides.

The strength of Emperor Wu has long been the real Xeon in this world.

Now that he has set up such a terrifying method outside this hall, he is probably no longer as brave as he used to be.

In this way, good fortune can be drawn.

"Om."

With Ling Xiao's palm sticking out, the world breaking talisman immediately bloomed with dazzling aura.

I saw that the golden light restrained, the waves suddenly rose, and there were thousands of ripples.

The figures of Ling Xiao and the two supreme corpse puppets suddenly disappeared in place.

"Boom!!" At this moment, the sky and the earth suddenly fell, and the sound of Taoism buzzed.

With Ling Xiao's strength, he felt the sea of ​​soul tremble at this time. If it wasn't for the Pangu Stone and the divine rune of the beginning, he would have been killed on the spot by this wave of Kamui.

Then, Ling Xiao saw that, above the great hall, thousands of rhymes transformed the sun, moon, mountains, rivers, and stars.

A spiritual vein that runs through Cangyu spreads out, and it seems that there are avenues rushing, and the era is ups and downs.

Faintly, a wave of dragon might descended for nine days, filled with terrifying vitality.

And below the spiritual meridian, nine spiritual pillars rose into the sky, like a dragon-bound divine lock, imprisoning the spiritual meridian into the void.

Infinite spiritual power flowed down the dragon column, like the Milky Way hanging down, pouring all of it into an ancient coffin in the center of the hall.

It was an ancient bronze coffin with a rust-stained Madara barge and a four-sided dragon head. It was about a hundred feet in size, like a spiritual bed, revealing endless majesty.

On the lid of the coffin, the nine pillars were nailed down, and the ancient coffin was firmly imprisoned.

Around the coffin wall, there are countless totems and dao patterns, and upon closer inspection, it is actually a great emperor of the human race, holding a divine sword, slaying all evil.

Among them, there were big monsters roaring and falling to the ground with blood splashed, ghosts and demons were fierce, and evil mists were everywhere.

even! !

As Ling Xiao calmed down, he seemed to be in it, witnessing with his own eyes the scene of the human race's great emperor conquering the heavens, which is immortal.

At this moment, Ling Xiao could only feel his whole body boiling with blood, his spiritual energy gushing out, and the screams of fighting in his ears, which was shocking.

In a short moment, Ling Xiao felt that he had gone through the ancient times and saw through the world.

“This Kamui…”

Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart became more and more certain that the owner of this ancient bronze coffin must be Emperor Wu!

If Emperor Wu was dead, for Ling Xiao, it would be the greatest blessing in this trip.

However, once Emperor Wu was not dead, he hurriedly awakened him, and most of it was a mortal situation.

Even if there are two supreme corpse puppets here, I am afraid that it will not be able to stop the great emperor Kamui.

For a moment, Ling Xiao seemed a little hesitant.

But in the end, he decided...to take a chance.

This ancient coffin is obviously in line with the dragon vein of Shenwu, and even... At this time, Ling Xiao has already guessed that Emperor Wu arranged this game to completely integrate this vein.

With the body of the human race and the veins of the blue dragon, such a feat can be called the only one in the blue sky.

And once Emperor Wu can succeed, the cultivation base will definitely be able to advance to another level!

In the end, Ling Xiao held it lightly, and a ray of aura suddenly bloomed on the dead puppet.

On the other hand, he covered up all the energy in his body and walked slowly to the bronze ancient coffin.

In the next moment, Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed fiercely, and even a look of surprise appeared on his face.

At this moment, what appeared in front of him was a middle-aged man in a golden robe.

Kowloon is next to him, and the dragon is mighty.

The wisps of the emperor's power gathered the nine-pillar dragon energy into the chest, turning it into a golden dragon spirit shadow, winding up, morphing into yin and yang.

All over his body, Dao lines are outlined, immortal rhythm is at its peak, and a strong wave of vitality sweeps away, transforming into wind and thunder, and the rivers and seas are stacked.

This little green coffin seems to be a world that is deducing an era of vitality.

"This is…"

Even though Ling Xiao had already guessed, but at this moment, seeing the miracle in front of him, he still felt a wave in his heart.

Deriving the world with the flesh, such a method can be called a fairy.

Originally Ling Xiao thought that Emperor Wu retreated here in order to temper his body with the veins of the blue dragon and break through the realm.

Unexpectedly, what he plotted...was actually the ultimate avenue, self-contained.

And once he can transform this green coffin into a real world, it will be a supreme divine object, comparable to a supreme weapon.

What a great handwriting! ! What a horrible method! !