Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

Nan Mu and the others came to the Blood Feather Clan today, not to join forces with the criminals, but just for the bronze shard in the hands of the Blood Feather Clan Master.

Seeing the blood feather clan being slaughtered, to be honest, Nan Muyun didn't have the slightest wave in his heart.

Not to mention the Blood Feather Clan, even if the Demon King's Palace is destroyed, he will not feel heartache, just a slave clan.

Oh no no no!

Of course it will be heartbreaking, people are destined to be, how can they be so cold and ruthless!

But, looking at Hua Xun's meaning, the breath of that fragment should be on Ling Xiao.

And the main purpose of his lower realm is to find the source of the spiritual energy recovery in this realm and get it.

After all, according to what the ancestors in the sect said, such a treasure that triggers the changes in the world must be related to the luck of the world, and it can become a hegemony if it is seized.

Whether it's Ling Xiao or the young master of the Jiezhu Palace, to be honest, in the eyes of the people of destiny, there is not much awe.

What Nan Muyun believes in is that strength is respected! !

Blindly afraid of hands and feet, chasing the flames, isn't that the villain's temperament?

As a contemporary person, Nan Muyun is not afraid of anyone!

"Brother Nan Mu is looking for this thing?"

Ling Xiao smiled, and when he squeezed his palm lightly, he saw the bronze shard suddenly emerge.

He naturally saw Hua Xun's actions just now.

That kind of slightly strange consciousness is indeed somewhat mysterious.

Eighth rank of respected realm, five thousand luck.

Obviously, the soul of this woman is different from ordinary people, and a good treasure-hunting mouse can be used.

"Haha, Young Master Ling Xiao, since everyone knows it, there's no need to be polite anymore, right?"

Nan Muyun nodded and chuckled, his blue clothes fluttering, and it really meant something out of the dust.

"Right on my mind."

Ling Xiao also nodded, his eyes were clear, and he stepped forward abruptly.

"boom!"

The piercing hum resounded through the heavens and the earth, and outside Ling Xiao, the rays of the sun appeared, and all the paths were rushing, like a fairy, walking heaven-defying.

Seeing this, Nan Muyun's eyes were slightly condensed, and there seemed to be a demonic figure appearing in it, and his expression was slightly dignified.

As for Ling Xiao, he naturally did not underestimate him.

After all, for nearly a year, the Qingcang Realm was all about the reputation of this young master of the Ling clan.

Countless contemporary evildoers were crushed and killed by him, and even the demons were hit hard by him and Xue Xiyan!

Under such feats, it must not be a waste.

"Ling Xiao, you and I have a fair fight today. If you lose... hand over the bronze shards."

Nan Muyun's voice was stern, and there seemed to be spiritual power rising around him.

When he entered the holy realm and survived the holy calamity, he gathered five holy patterns.

In other words, the spiritual power in his body is equivalent to five people in the holy realm, which is enough to look down on his peers.

What's more, his demon demon is an ancient bloodline, and his power is terrifying, how can a contemporary person be able to compete! !

only! !

At this time, Ling Xiao didn't say a word of nonsense at all. The moment he stretched out his palm, a hundred swords suddenly floated out from behind him, pierced through the void with the force of slashing the sky, and slashed down.

Hand over the bronze shards?

This Nan Muyun's idea is really too naive.

"Boom!"

The void was shattered, and above the hundred sword shadows, there was a ray of holy might, which was enough to shock the world.

And Nan Muyun's face finally showed a dignified color.

Then, I saw his hands sticking out, and the vast spiritual power rose up. Above his head, a golden dharma decree floated into the air, turned into a hundred feet in size, encompassing the heavens.

I saw that above the decree, the mountains and seas were outlined, and the stars were depicted, lifelike and surging with the mighty power of the strongest.

A picture scroll of mountains and rivers emerged, as if the epoch was reincarnated and changed continuously.

Vaguely, among the mountains, seas and stars, there seem to be countless ghosts of gods and demons standing, looking down at the world.

"It's the mountain and sea gods and demons of Yu Yaozong."

Chen Daonian's eyes narrowed slightly, obviously a little surprised.

As long as it is immortal inheritance, there will be some famous magic tools and spiritual treasures in the sect.

And the most famous of the Yu Yaozong, although those few big monsters with terrifying blood, but... this mountain and sea god and demon map, is also extremely domineering.

It is said that in this picture, dozens of demon souls, large and small, are sealed, and their power is indistinguishable.

Unexpectedly, this Nan Muyun Lower Realm even brought this treasure out.

"Buzz!"

The divine map unfolded, instantly covering the sky.

As for a sacred mountain and an ancient mountain, the demon phantom immediately stepped out of it and resisted the torrent of hundreds of swords.

only! !

At the moment when the two collided, the glow on the Mountain Sea God and Demon Map suddenly stagnated for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, everyone was stunned to see that the countless ghosts of the mountain were directly pierced by a hundred swords and cut into nothingness.

"Um?"

Nan Muyun's brows were lightly wrinkled, and he was obviously a little surprised. At the moment when his handprints changed, there were golden clouds scattered again in the divine map, which turned into endless visions.

But no matter how terrifying the vision was, it was still torn apart by the sword shadow in the end.

Seeing this scene, Nan Muyun's eyes suddenly became gloomy, and he reached out with one hand, and directly used the picture of the gods and demons of the mountains and seas as a contract to cover the hundred swords and trap them in the picture.

"interesting."

Ling Xiao smiled, without the slightest panic on his face, the moment a black whirlpool appeared in his eyes, the figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"Buzz!"

The void in front of Nan Muyun quietly rippled.

I saw a punching shadow pierced out and slammed into his chest fiercely.

And under that fist mark, the sharp edge is shocking, and all the ways are prosperous, and the whole world is torn apart by a terrifying crack.

This offensive is really too strange, even Nan Muyun's face is full of surprise.

Before he could take precautions, Ling Xiao's palm had already landed on his body.

"boom!!"

Nan Muyun's figure was directly smashed out, smashing the temple on top of the mountain, and disappeared.

But at this time, there was not a hint of joy on Ling Xiao's face, but a slight surprise.

Just at the moment when his fist mark fell, he seemed to feel... an extremely strange force that enveloped and devoured his spiritual power and physical power.

Although this devouring did not completely cancel out the divine power in this punch, it was obvious... Compared to other Sons of Destiny, this Nan Muyun's method was indeed somewhat unique.

"Su Yan, Wei Yang, you go and kill those young Yuyao Sect youths, senior Xiong Huan, please stop that blue eagle."

Before the main hall, Ye Qingchan looked up at the sky, her eyes filled with chills.

There was a hint of playfulness in Ling Xiao's eyes looking at the Saintess of the Demon King Palace before.

In other words, this woman should be of some use to the son.

Although she also wanted to kill him, but... a woman who is useful to the son can barely survive.

"Yes! Sister Qingchan."

Su Yan and Xuanyuan Weiyang nodded slightly, and their figures suddenly flew into the air, rushing towards the four Yu Yaozong Tianjiao.

Ye Qingchan, on the other hand, stared at Hua Xun with icy eyes, and snow gradually spread all over her body.