Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Lan Hui, you are so courageous that you dare to hide outside creatures. Today, I will destroy your Blue Soul Clan as a servant of the young master without a calamity."

Cang Xin snorted coldly, his eyes dignified.

"This kind of trivial matter, why should the young master do it himself, I will share the worries for the young master."

In the crowd, an old man in black robe suddenly walked out, with a gloomy expression, and his eyes looked at the people below him sarcastically.

In this place where demons are buried, the cultivation of all demons is extremely difficult.

Therefore, in general, the cultivation of these demons is generally lower than that of outsiders.

Especially above the holy realm, if you want to enter the supreme level, you must condense nine holy patterns.

The condensing of the holy pattern requires spiritual power.

Therefore, even if the six hegemonic clans have been born in the ten thousand years of ten thousand years, there are very few who have truly entered the supreme level.

Of course, compared to the outside world, the monstrous powerhouses in this Demon Burial Land are undoubtedly extremely terrifying in their physical strength.

And the six hegemons have opened up new ways of cultivation and controlled different powers during these long years.

This is incomparable to outsiders.

What's more, in such a world without spiritual energy, ordinary creatures can only consume their own spiritual energy and cannot be replenished.

In terms of the durability of combat power, the powerhouse in the Demon Burial Land is better.

Oh sure, that's just normal.

"This elder!!"

The blue soul clan master Lan Hui changed his face, and suddenly bowed down, "This matter has nothing to do with my Lanyue clan, I...I...I don't know this outside creature at all, and Lanyue, I am the clan master. Name, officially announced that he will be expelled from the Blue Soul Clan!!"

"uncle!!"

Lan Yue's pretty face was pale, and there was a hint of loss in her eyes.

She didn't know what kind of calamity her uncle's remarks would bring to the Blue Soul Clan, but at the very least, his life would be lost.

"Do you think that you can avoid disaster by doing this?"

The demon elder smiled grimly. In his eyes, these Blue Soul clansmen were simply ants, ready to kill.

With the strength of his third-rank holy realm, it is enough to crush the entire blue soul clan.

Even the blue soul clan master, the cultivation base is only the first rank of the holy realm, and it is not worth mentioning.

"This is the family you want to protect?"

Ling Xiao chuckled softly, facing the terrifying holy majesty in the sky, he didn't seem to care... at all.

At this time, he just looked at Lan Yue with a gentle expression, waiting for her to answer.

"Young Master, this matter is because of me after all. The Blue Soul Clan is innocent... Lan Yue is willing to pay any price to ask the Master to protect my Blue Soul Clan."

Lan Yue suddenly knelt on the ground, unable to stand for a long time.

And this scene fell into the eyes of everyone, and it seemed a bit... absurd.

Even Cang Xin laughed in anger, "Why is this still happening?"

Yes, when he learned about the death of Cang Xun and others, he didn't actually feel much sadness.

He just wanted to use this to come to the Blue Soul Clan to extort some spiritual treasures.

Unexpectedly, they unexpectedly met the two Lanyues who rushed back.

Therefore, from the beginning to the end, Cang Xin did not know what happened by the shore of the Yan Lake.

Otherwise, even if he was given a hundred courage, he would never dare to be so mentally retarded to provoke a young man who dared to kill the corpse gods.

"it is good!"

Ling Xiao didn't say much, looked up at the demon elder who swept over in anger, and suddenly a black lotus appeared in his eyes.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

The demon elder sneered, turned into an afterimage, and fell from the sky.

Can! !

The next scene instantly plunged the entire Blue Soul Clan into a dead silence.

I saw that the old man whose cultivation base reached the third rank of the Holy Realm suddenly began to burn with purple-black flames. In just a short breath, he completely disappeared from the sight of everyone in a rushing attitude.

Silent, not a single sound at all.

It just... disappeared out of thin air.

Everyone's faces were filled with dull doubts.

"When did Elder Canglanglang practice such magic?"

Cang Xin's mouth was slightly opened, and the light in his eyes wavered.

He was waiting, waiting for his protector to pull out his great sword with a thunderous momentum, appear on the top of the young man's head, and kill him at will.

Yes, no.

The disappeared Elder Cang Langlang never appeared again.

Ling Xiao, on the other hand, raised his head, looked towards the sky, and raised his palm lightly.

I saw a ray of immortal brilliance blooming quietly, which was particularly dazzling and sacred in this magical land with thin spiritual energy.

Immediately afterwards, above the void, sword shadows began to appear, like meteors, falling all over the sky.

"Puff puff."

With the cultivation of these Venerable Demons, it is impossible to stop the power of Wanjian Daozang.

At this time, Cang Xin just reacted from the sluggishness, with panic and despair in his eyes, and then, suddenly, an ancient talisman appeared in his hand, which lit up a little bit of gorilla light.

Seeing this scene, Ling Xiao's mouth had a faint smile, and the ancient sword that was about to fall on his head stopped at this moment.

"Father!! Save me!!"

Accompanied by a roar, the sword shadow finally fell, directly severing the Cang Xin.

The whole process lasted less than three breaths.

At the end of his life, Cang Xin seemed to have an illusion that the ancient sword just now seemed to be waiting for him for a moment on purpose.

"thump!"

Countless corpses fell from the sky, making low voices in this quiet ancient city.

Lan Yueyu clutched her red lips tightly with her hands, her delicate body trembling, unable to restrain herself.

Although she knew that Young Master Ling Xiao had a terrifying combat power, and killed the saint at a glance.

But she seems... still underestimated the true strength of this young man.

With such a sword stance, even the Six Little Overlords would not be his opponent at all! !

Of course, the premise is... the son can restore his spiritual power in time, otherwise, once the consumption is too large, even if he controls the immortal art, it will be difficult to kill the enemy.

"Gong... son..."

Lan Hui's eyes trembled and changed, and he no longer had the resentment and worries he had before.

If it wasn't for Ling Xiao, the Blue Soul Clan would have been wiped out just now.

Although the Blue Soul clan still has an ancestor who has been in seclusion all the year round.

However, after provoking the Demon Clan, they still could not escape the fate of extinction.

For a time, Lan Hui was at a loss.

Cang Xin has already sent a letter to the master of the demon clan, and it won't be long before this ancient clan will come out to avenge Cang Xin.

This disaster was originally caused by Lan Yue and Ling Xiao, but at this time, if he forced another sentence, he would probably end up the same as Cang Xin and others.

Ask yourself, he couldn't resist even a single strand of that sword, let alone the weird black flame that burned the Holy Land just now.

"Aren't you going to show up yet?"

Ling Xiao looked at the sky with an indifferent expression.

The moment his voice fell, an old figure suddenly stepped out of the void and bowed to him.

"Old man Lan Yu, meet the son."

The person who came is the ancestor of the Blue Soul Clan, the sixth-rank holy realm, whose vitality is weak and is on the verge of falling.

"Many thanks to the young master for taking action to solve the crisis of my family. This kindness... my family will never forget it!"