Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"This is... the adult in your mouth, right?"

Yu Zhonglang stood in front of the hall with a surprised look in his eyes.

As expected of the Lord of the Upper Realm, he even directly captured the holy realm powerhouse of the Demon King's Palace and used it as a mount.

Moreover, looking at the figures on the jade chariot, they are all extremely ethereal and ethereal, and they must be from the upper realm.

But, why does the old man in the back look familiar?

"no."

The girl in the fur coat shook her head slightly, and although there was some surprise in her eyes, there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.

The young man sitting on the dragon chariot made people want to be beasts... so happy.

"No...no?"

Yu Zhonglang's face suffocated, he suddenly thought of something, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"Huh? What happened to the ancestor? Could it be that the enemy has come to the door?"

The girl in the fur coat smiled disdainfully, and looked at the young man in the golden robe, without the slightest panic on her face.

Even if they felt the terror of this group of people, especially the black-clothed youth, who dared to take the holy dragon as a chariot, it shows that his status is noble.

But... no matter how honorable, can you honor the young master of their Demon Demon Sect?

Immortal inheritance, power ceiling, invincible!

"You two, to be honest, it is indeed the enemy who has come to the door."

Yu Zhonglang nodded solemnly, and now he finally understood why the old man beside the young man looked familiar.

Isn't that the Sect Master Huaxian, what's going on with Hua?

"Hehe, Ancestor is at ease, with the two of me here, no one can touch your Blood Feather Clan today."

The golden-robed youth sneered, and the eagle eye mocked.

Immediately, he lifted his foot out of the hall, looked up at the sky, and shouted coldly, "Everyone, I am Feng Xiao of the Demon King's Palace. No matter what grudges you have with the Blood Feather Clan today, I advise you to do the best..."

"Buzz!"

Before Feng Xiao's voice could fall, he saw that above the sky, the boy in black suddenly stretched out a palm and pressed down.

After a while, I saw a golden palm print condensing into the heaven and the earth, and it crashed down.

"Um?"

At this time, the arrogance on Feng Xiao's face has not dissipated, and it has completely solidified.

He could feel that in this palm print, there was actually a wisp of holy meaning, and it was ten thousand times more terrifying than many holy elders in his demon palace.

"Fuck!"

Looking at the palm print that fell from the sky, Feng Xiao's face changed greatly, the golden light around his body rose, and it turned into a demon shadow of several meters, soaring up, trying to avoid this offensive.

However, at this moment, he was at a loss to find that the void in front of him seemed to have stagnant, and no matter how he shouted, he couldn't make a sound.

"boom!!"

In the end, the palm print fell, directly crushing Feng Xiao's figure to the ground, shattering into a piece of flesh and blood.

"Gollum."

Seeing this scene, whether it was the girl in the fur coat or the ancestor of the blood feathers, their eyes suddenly condensed.

Just, kill? !

You must know that the realm of this wind whistling is at the level of the sixth grade of the respected realm.

Even if you look at Kyushu, it is the most top existence.

What's more, the physical body of the demon clan is the most tyrannical existence among its peers.

Why... a palm was smashed.

"kill."

Ling Xiao sat upright on the dragon chariot and looked at the people below with cold eyes. There was no trace of turbulence on his face.

A mere asshole eagle, even dared to show off with him.

Even the young master of the Divine Feather Clan in the extreme south of Qingcang, Huang Luoyi, can only bow his head in front of him and dare not show a trace of arrogance.

Demon Palace?

It's ridiculous!

"Wait...wait a minute!!" Looking at the countless figures plundering from the sky, the girl in the fur coat froze slightly, and hurriedly raised her feet to the front of the hall, bowing towards Ling Xiao.

"This boy..."

"Um?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows slightly and raised his hand slightly.

The figures of the Huaxian Sect Master and others immediately stagnated in mid-air, and they dared not move lightly.

Seeing this, the faces of the blood-feather clansmen became more and more terrified.

Who is this young man, who can make a group of holy realm powerhouses so obedient.

"Young Master, I am Bai Qing, a disciple of the Demon King's Palace. I have come to the Blood Feather Clan to discuss the alliance on the order of Lord Nanmu, and I hope that the Young Master will be merciful."

The girl's eyes trembled in shock, and the arrogance she had just now disappeared.

At this time, she only hoped to delay for a while, and when the saintess and the young master Nanmu arrived, all the crises would naturally be resolved.

"Lord Nanmu? United?"

Ling Xiao nodded lightly, her face still gentle and calm.

Just the next moment, his palm waved down again, and his tone was cold and authentic, "Kill them all."

"boom!!"

Wanzhang Linghui rose into the sky, only to see the Huaxian Sect Master taking the lead, rushing towards Bai Qing.

On the other hand, Chen Daonian hesitated slightly, and took the initiative to greet the ancestor of Xueyu.

For a time, the blood-feather clan's killing voice shook the sky, cheering up and down, so lively.

Ling Xiao, on the other hand, glanced at Xuanyuan Weiyang next to him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Weiyang, go and try the halberd I gave you."

"Ah? Ah! Alright, son, I'll go right now."

Xuanyuan Weiyang's pretty face was slightly condensed, obviously a little nervous.

Although she followed Ling Xiao to kill countless demons and heretics before, this was the first time she had done this kind of extermination of the Manchus.

However, when she thought that the Blood Feather Clan was one of the three major sinners, she quickly suppressed the panic in her heart.

Between heaven and earth, a ray of blood suddenly appeared, and then, Xuanyuan Weiyang held a blood halberd and fell from the sky.

That white robe fluttered in the wind, the blue silk fluttered, and it had an inexplicable sense of Britishness.

"Boom."

In just a short moment, on the Holy Mountain of Blood Feather, Linghui magical powers collided, killing the Holy Mountain.

Countless blood feathers were suppressed and killed, like a purgatory on earth.

Except for the ancestors of blood feathers and a few strong people in the holy realm, they could barely support, and soon, the blood feathers of Nuo Da were slaughtered.

"Roar!!"

Accompanied by a roar, I saw a sudden bloom of demonic light outside Bai Qing.

And her figure swelled several times, turning into a fierce tiger and leaping.

It's just that it is different from ordinary demon tigers. This Bai Qing is covered in snow-white fur, flawless and beautiful.

"It's actually a white tiger?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, and a playful look appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"It's a pity that the bloodline is too low, otherwise, it can be tied up and become a pet slave."

"Damn bastard!! I won't let you go!!"

At this moment, the ancestor of the blood feather clan who was forced to retreat by Chen Daonian suddenly shouted angrily, a pair of blood wings spread out, and his eyes looked up at Ling Xiao with resentment.

The next moment, when I saw his wings flapping, the figure suddenly disappeared in place.

The void in front of Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly rippled, and a pair of palms appeared out of thin air. With the momentum of thunder, they wanted to kill the three of Ling Xiao on the spot.

Can! !

Just as the murderous intent surged in Yu Zhonglang's bloody eyes, he suddenly felt an extremely oppressive aura coming from behind him.

It was as if there was a monster that was many times taller than him, quietly appearing behind him, looking at him with a pair of indifferent and fierce eyes.

"Gollum."

Inexplicably, Yu Zhonglang suddenly felt extremely frightened.

Can! !

Before he could turn his head to look, he felt a sudden pain in his back, and then, a palm pierced through his chest and came out of his body.