Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Qingchan."

Feeling the sound of breaking wind and the endless chill coming from behind, Ling Xiao's mouth suddenly raised a smile.

Then, I saw him take a step towards the bronze sword shadow.

At this time, Ling Xiao could feel that the sword intent contained a kind of power that transcended Dao, and it was really a great supplement.

And just when the sword intent was about to fall on him, a terrifying devouring force immediately swept away.

I saw Ling Xiao's palm sticking out, and he held that Jianhui in his hand.

The sharp sword light quickly cut through the flesh and blood in his palm, but when it touched the bones, there was a piercing whistle.

"Son!!!"

Ye Qingchan's eyes were round, but Ling Xiao's other hand pressed against her chest, making it difficult to move forward.

The sword light was still trembling, and there was no sign of fading away.

And Ling Xiao's palm was quickly chopped up, leaving only the white bones that were crystal clear like jade.

"Ling Xiao!!"

In desperation, Ye Qingchan called out Ling Xiao's name, Yin Ya bit her red lips, and tears filled her eyes.

She can't take it! !

She really can't stand Ling Xiao being hurt in the slightest! !

Especially watching him with blood and flesh like this, even if it's just a palm, it still makes Ye Qingchan extremely painful.

"Stop for me!!!"

Ye Qingchan roared, and her eyes suddenly turned into an ice blue color.

And just beyond her gaze, the space was directly imprisoned by ice.

Even Shi Potian and Barbarian Demons in the holy realm felt a coldness emanating from their blood at this time.

It's as if, with their strength, there is no way to resist such a chill, and if you touch it... you will die.

"Crack clap."

The whole world solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That's right, like a frozen lake, it began to reflect colorful luster.

Can! !

Even if Ye Qingchan's extreme ice power is stronger, in front of an immortal emperor, he is still vulnerable.

With just a sword's remaining power, the ice curtain of thousands of miles was shattered.

"boom!!"

Frost sprinkled, and the sky was colorful.

In Ling Xiao's hand bones, the swallowing vortex was still spinning, slowly consuming and swallowing the sword force.

At this time, Ling Xiao was extremely certain that there was still more mysterious and terrifying power above the Dao.

Even if he fuses the bones of the demons and cultivates a thousand sword bones, he is still unable to fight back under this sword stance.

Time passed slowly, and many small cracks began to shatter on Ling Xiao's hand bones.

It's just that compared to before, the sword's edge has dissipated a lot after all, its brilliance is dim, and its immortal power has declined.

Three days later, when Ling Xiao's hand bones finally shattered, the entire sword shadow was also wrapped in the Devouring Spirit Vortex and disappeared completely.

The breath on Ling Xiao's body suddenly dissipated for a moment, and the next moment, an indescribably terrifying force swept the whole world.

"Om!!"

At this time, Ling Xiao, like an unsheathed divine sword, stood on the top of the mountain and destroyed everything.

His power is enough to stir the sky and cut off the galaxy.

But obviously, his realm has not changed in the slightest, but it gives people an irresistible oppression.

In the past few days, Ye Qingchan's eyes were already red from crying, and those ice blue eyes were very sad and moving.

"call."

Ling Xiao took a deep breath, then turned to look at the girl behind him who had been holding his arm, with a bright smile on the corner of his mouth. "Okay, stop crying, I'm fine."

When the words fell, Ling Xiao suddenly clenched his palm, and saw Wan Dao Xiahui rushing, and his withered palm immediately returned to its original state.

"I know, I know...I just...don't want to see you hurt."

Ye Qingchan pursed her lips, barely showing a smile.

She clearly knew that on this immortal path, if she wanted to grow faster, she was destined to face countless dangers and hardships.

But it's like an instinct, not willing to see him get hurt again.

"Qingchan, your extreme ice power is the source of ice, right?"

Ling Xiao smiled, but Ye Qingchan's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly and she nodded slowly.

I saw that between his eyebrows, an ice-blue divine pattern appeared quietly, like a piece of ice crystal, embedded on the fair and tender skin.

"Last time, when I accepted the inheritance of the Ye Clan's ancestral land, I felt that the power of Taoism in me had changed."

Ye Qingchan said before that she had merged with a fairy source in the ancestral land of the Ye clan.

Obviously, it may be the power contained in Xianyuan that promotes the evolution of Dao, and achieves the power of the original source.

"really."

Ling Xiao pondered for a moment, finally no longer hesitated, raised his foot and walked towards the misty fairy.

However, just when his figure completely disappeared into the fairy shadow, countless divine patterns began to appear on the top of the mountain.

The void trembled, and the avenue floated.

The immortal rhythm hanging one after another, like the Milky Way, hangs down from the sky, and it all converges on Ling Xiao alone.

"Boom boom boom!"

At the same time, above the earth, the golden mist also rose up, as if touching the Xianyu gate, and opened it at once.

Ye Qingchan and the others narrowed their eyes, and hurriedly sat on the spot, swallowing and refining the golden mist as much as possible.

At this time, everyone knew that the reason why Ling Xiao was under such pressure, even breaking his palms to resist the power of the immortal sword, was to protect everyone and give them a chance to understand the immortal way.

"Om!!"

At this time, Ling Xiao's figure also sat down in the fairy shadow, carefully feeling the transformation and evolution of the spiritual power of the flesh and even the power of the Tao.

This immortal source is far more tyrannical than the one he merged in the lower realm before.

The good fortune left by the fall of an ancient immortal emperor makes people's hearts agitate when they think about it.

At this time, a blue-gray mist had already risen in his eyes.

Blood Moon, Purple Lotus, Demon Bone, and Bloodline are all undergoing earth-shaking changes.

If there is Devouring Dao, it is close to him, and the power of this immortal source cannot escape his body at all.

That kind of liquefied fairy intent swept through the whole body, covering the demonic energy and shrouding the demonic nature.

even! !

Even the bones of the demons exuded a scorching radiance at this time.

"It's time to break through the realm."

Xianyuan poured into the body continuously, and Ling Xiao called out the system, "Three thousand sword bones, add some."

"boom!!"

With the origin of kendo in the body, today's sword bones have also undergone miraculous changes.

I saw the golden pattern on it, and the fairy rhythm was ups and downs, and each one contained endless divinity.

"Om!!"

And Ling Xiao's realm directly broke through the third rank, reaching the level of the fifth rank of the holy realm.

At this time, his whole body exudes radiance and immortal brilliance, and his temperament is detached, as if he has receded from the ordinary air, and he has truly achieved the appearance of a fairy.

Even if he looks at the blue sky, there is hardly anyone in the holy realm who can match him.

When Ling Xiao first saw Xue Xiyan, he saw a terrifying fairy shadow behind him.

And the breath on his body is also detached and mysterious, and it is likely to have something to do with Xianyuan.

Such a cute boy should be broken with one punch, right?