Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Go to the Black Demon Race?"

The eyes of Ye Qingchan and the others were slightly condensed, and the whole body was full of killing intent.

In a short time, the entire void was filled with chills, and the situation changed suddenly.

At this time, there were rumors all over the land of Kyushu.

Said to be the Holy Son of the Black Demon Clan, he fell in love with three upper realm women, and sent someone to capture them back into the clan.

Once the news spread, it immediately attracted a lot of speculation.

However, what was shocking was that the three girls whom the Black Demon Saint Son took a fancy to were actually the entourage of Young Master Ling Xiao.

For a time, the land of Kyushu was completely.

You must know that the name Ling Xiao, whether in the upper realm or the lower realm, is already famous, and the holy name has spread far and wide.

For the contemporary human race, these two words are almost comparable to the ancient sages, the Nine Heavens Immortal Sovereign.

What immortal appearance is unparalleled, invincible contemporary has long been a commonplace.

More importantly, Young Master... Xianyan is unparalleled, righteousness is awe-inspiring.

Especially recently, it is said that there has been turmoil in the Necronomicon Reef, and even the young master of the Blue Ogre clan and many elders have been swallowed by the tide of evil spirits.

Another son, descended from the sky, with one man and a hundred swords, quelled the turmoil of evil spirits, cut off the source of demons, and sheltered hundreds of thousands of people from the ancient Yaoyue Dynasty.

It is said that in today's ancient dynasties, portraits and sculptures of sons can be seen everywhere, worshipped by others, and incense is flourishing.

Of course, for the evil clan, Ling Xiao was their thorn in their hearts, and they were unhappy.

In this way, the Black Devil Son provoked Ling Xiao, and there was a reason.

But, who is this Black Devil Son?

Ten Thousand Years in Kyushu, why have everyone never heard that the Black Demons have a holy son?

Time passed, day passed.

I saw a dragon chariot running rampant in the sky over Zhongzhou.

The vast holy majesty swept across the sky, and after the dragon carriage, he followed several young men with strong aura.

At this time, the Black Demons were already on alert, and they obviously knew Ling Xiao's intentions.

After all, on this journey, Ling Xiao never concealed his whereabouts at all, just to frighten Hei Batian and lead him to fight.

Soon, when Long Nian appeared in the sky above the Black Demon Clan, countless clan powerhouses and demons from the upper realm had already been hidden on the mountain peaks of the ancient forest, wanting to see this son's peerless immortality with his own eyes.

"kill."

Ling Xiao walked out of the dragon carriage without a word of nonsense at all. The moment he waved his palm, Xiong Huan, Shi Potian, Barbarian Demon, and Ning Wuchuan rushed out and fell towards the Heavenly Demon Sacred Mountain.

Of course, under so much attention, Ling Xiao also warned him not to use magic power.

And with the physical strength of Xiong Huan and Barbarian Demon, it is simply not something that ordinary people in the holy realm can resist.

At the same time, Ling Xiao's figure is also stepping into the void, holding the ancient sword horizontally in his hand, and facing an old man in the holy realm below.

"Ling Xiao!! Don't think my black demons are afraid of you!!"

The old man in the holy realm hated his words, but it was really... helpless.

As the demons of the upper realm, the black demons naturally know the terror of the Ling clan.

However, the words and deeds of the Holy Son are also beyond their ability to interfere, so... it can only be a desperate fight.

"Hei Batian, get out and die."

Ling Xiao's eyes were calm, and he didn't pay any attention to the threat of this black devil saint.

I saw him slash out with a sword, the sword brilliance, carrying the power of ten thousand Taos, directly smashed the body of the old man in the holy realm.

even! !

Everyone only saw that the old man's eyes were round, and he couldn't even dodge, so he was directly annihilated in the endless sword energy.

This method almost instantly shattered the Dao Heart of many Black Demon powerhouses.

terrible! !

This boy is so scary! !

Appalling, unheard of! ! Originally, in the hearts of the Black Demons, Hei Batian was synonymous with invincibility.

But when they really saw Ling Xiao and saw his horror, they were a little shaken.

"grandfather!!"

There was a cry of sorrow from the crowd.

However, before the black demon youth could lift his foot and walk out, he was enveloped in ice crystals and shattered into pieces.

In a short period of time, the battle that attracted the attention of Kyushu turned into a one-sided massacre.

Not surprisingly, there was no room for resistance at all.

Whether it was Xiong Huan or Barbarian Demon, no one of the Black Demon tribe could resist the moment the palm of his hand stretched out, and it shattered into a blood mist.

"Run!! It's scary!!"

"Holy Son! I call you! What kind of existence are you provoking for my Black Demon Race?"

The entire Black Devil Sacred Mountain is like an apocalyptic scene.

Looking around, the mountains are full of blood mist, covering all directions, shocking people.

"Give me the rest."

Ling Xiao frowned slightly. From the soul consciousness of the Black Demon Holy Land just now, he found out that Hei Batian had never returned to the clan, and his eyes suddenly flashed with contemplation.

At the same time, he finally understood why Feng Ruge felt a trace of ancient vicissitudes in that Hei Batian.

Ancient Freaks! !

Interesting, it's actually a character from ten Ten Thousand Years ago.

I saw Ling Xiao fell with a sword, directly splitting the Black Devil Temple from it.

On the other hand, Ling Xiao's figure fell on the square in front of the palace, sitting on one of the golden chairs, looking calmly at the chaotic world.

Flames swept, ice crystals scattered, and poisonous mist floated and sank.

An ancient formation vacated the sky, killing hundreds of souls in one breath.

There are organ puppets that shuttle through the crowd, and they are not afraid of death.

In short, this time, even Xuanyuan Weiyang was holding a divine halberd and opened up the world.

"die!!"

Right at this moment, in the midst of the chaos, I saw an elder of the Black Demon clan suddenly fall from the sky, punch out, and land on top of Ling Xiao's head.

The terrifying holy magic will explode in an instant, shattering the void, and it is extremely powerful!

"Be careful, son."

The expressions of everyone changed, and even the many bystanders under the holy mountain were flickering with horror in their eyes.

This punch was too sudden and terrifying.

A black demon elder of the fourth rank of the holy realm strikes with all his strength, let alone a young man, even a person in the same realm, I am afraid that he will not be able to resist at all.

only! !

Just when everyone's mind was complicated, before seeing the main hall, the black-clothed boy didn't even get up, but calmly stretched out a palm, clenched it into a fist, and collided with the black demon elder.

Then! ! A terrifying scene has appeared! !

I saw that the fierce sneer on the face of the black demon elder almost instantly solidified, and his entire body began to gradually crumble from the arm.

In a short period of time, the black demon elder, whose cultivation base reached the fourth stage of the holy realm, shattered into nothingness.

This…"

Countless people looked at each other in dismay, gave up their resistance completely, and let Ning Wuchuan and others capture and suppress them, falling from the sky.

"Ling Xiao!! You will regret it sooner or later! My Holy Son will not let you go!!"

Above the void, the last black demon ancestor of the ninth rank of the holy realm shouted in anger, covered in black mist, and wanted to explode his body.

However, before he could condense the spiritual energy on his body, he felt an extremely cold force shrouding him, freezing the blood of his divine soul in an instant.

Then, Xiong Huan stepped forward, reached out with one hand, and easily grabbed his neck.

"The Lord doesn't let you die, you can't die."