Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"It seems that if you want to find the whereabouts of Grandpa Zu, you still have to go to a dark forbidden area."

Finding them is a great creation for any contemporary person.

"It's you, want to see the overlord of my clan?"

Although, under the shackles of such a world, there is no real top powerhouse among the six clans.

Ling Xiao nodded, "Just stay by my side during this time. When this trip is over, I'll send you Revolving Heaven Mountain."

"Sir, all the strong corpse gods have surrendered."

Therefore, seven days later, at the top of the Holy Demon Mountain, I am afraid that there will be a real battle between dragons and tigers, which is related to the majesty of the Demon Race.

And such a strong man, even if he falls, will leave behind many sources of Taoism, spiritual treasures and magical powers.

Meanwhile, east of the Devil's Land.

Today it seems that the righteousness of the son is really great.

In particular, the one who abandoned the Protoss was the strongest talent from the Ten Thousand Years known as the Demon Burying Land.

Being suppressed by an outsider is a shame for any contemporary evildoer.

Counting the time, there are still seven days before the dark forbidden area opens.

The top of the corpse god mountain is solemn.

Around him, the desolation spreads, and although it is not comparable to the real desolation power, it is far beyond what ordinary creatures can contend with.

Even though he has been cultivating in the extreme north all the year round, he knows that there is a young master Ling Xiao in Qingcang.

Although this woman looks weak and attractive, only the strong who have really fought against her know that under this beautiful appearance, Luoyang is truly terrifying.

In the hall, a woman wearing a purple robe and long hair like a waterfall sat on the throne.

Ling Xiao casually threw something to Yuan Tianfeng, and then walked towards the distant hall.

However, Ling Xiao was a little wary of being able to achieve a little in the spirit of the soul, and it was the first descendant of the ghost clan, Naia.

Zombie Wujie is very strong, ranking one of the six little overlords. But, compared to him, the other little overlords all have magical powers.

Although, several major clans know that they are likely to have fallen into the forbidden land.

"Are you Yuan Tianfeng?"

Lan Yue bowed and bowed, but Ling Xiao just nodded indifferently, "In the future, this mountain of corpses will be your Blue Moon Clan's land. When the dark forbidden area opens, call me again."

At this time, all the strong corpse gods, under the shock of Wuzu, were planted with soul imprints by Lan Yue.

But, in the same way, that outsider creature never appeared again.

And flesh-and-blood creatures, let alone contending with demons, is a problem even if they survive.

But how could the other five hegemonic clans allow an outside creature to step into the forbidden area.

Obviously, this clan is the one who guards the tomb of the Lord of Desolation in the mouth of the ancestors.

Here, is one of the six hegemonic clans, the clan of the barren clan.

Ling Xiao waved his hand, pocketed the golden hammer of the ancestor of the corpse god, and devoured his whole body with the magic blade of Samsara before turning around and walking outside the underground palace.

At this time, his soul realm had already entered the level of the fourth rank of earthly supreme, and in the contemporary era, no one could compare to him.

Everyone knows that, the son is righteous.

Behind him, he followed a very terrifying guardian.

Now that Ling Xiao is in control of the corpse gods, it is likely to get a place to enter the dark forbidden area.

You must know that the six hegemonic clans have ruled this place for dozens of Ten Thousand Years years.

At the same time, the demise of the corpse gods quickly spread throughout the entire Demon Burial Land.

"The descendant of Tianwu Temple, Wuyue."

The place where the devil was buried suddenly became quiet.

But, you must know that here, the way of heaven is incomplete and the spiritual energy is thin.

Compared to the north, this eastern land is quite vibrant.

This news is a bolt from the blue for any demon.

In Luoyang's eyes, there was a flash of coldness.

At this time, in the palace of the ancient city king, a young man in golden clothes stood with his hands behind his back, his expression cold and arrogant.

Regarding this tyrant, there has always been a rhetoric in the place where the devil is buried.

And in the center of the east, stands an extremely mighty golden ancient city.

As we all know, there is no weak person who can be ranked among the six little overlords.

In his eyes, the barrens are no different from slaves.

His body is actually surging with extremely terrifying power of blood and blood, and he is obviously a flesh and blood creature.

The people of the barren clan have always called themselves the king's bloodline, and even the other five major clans have never been seen by them.

Yuan Tianfeng's eyes trembled slightly, and he was silent for a long time before bowing deeply towards the back.

Fortunately, this little clan woman still has a bit of luck, and it is up to her whether she can accumulate a lot of money or not.

His bloodline and divine body have long transcended the contemporary realm, and he is a true Ten Thousand Years.

It is said that the ancestor of this family was the guard of the original Demon Lord.

Ling Xiao turned around and walked to the altar, but saw Yuan Tianfeng with a heavy face, hesitating, not knowing how to open his mouth.

Now is far from an opportunity for the ghost clan to be born. At the very least, Ling Xiao must first enter the extreme east and find out the identity of this ghost clan descendant before deciding...how to deal with the ghost clan.

That white, cold and arrogant face was extremely delicate and charming.

"Who are you? Why do you want to meet the overlord of my clan? You know that a flesh-and-blood creature like you has always been a creation in the eyes of the Devil Burial Land."

And after he integrated the Talisman of Desolation, he also gained a deeper understanding of this power beyond spiritual power.

"This is…"

In the first battle that year, except for the ancestor of the corpse god, who broke free from the darkness and fled back to the ancestral land.

On his face, there was a simple, honest and simple look of embarrassment, which made people feel...

On his body, the true blood of the demons flows, and the power of heaven is unparalleled.

The remaining five ancestors have all disappeared.

"Gong... son, I..."

The young man in white nodded lightly, his expression indifferent.

"good."

But she was never born and was sealed in the far east, so where did this sense of familiarity come from?

"Are you looking for this Earth Fire Spirit Essence?"

From Luoyang, he could feel a breath of the same origin.

Yuan Tianfeng's face was stunned for a moment, and the urn sound was authentic.

If Lan Yue can't rise against the wind, I am afraid that within a few years, this dominance will be replaced by others.

However, it is said that the one who defeated the young master of the corpse god was an outsider named Ling Xiao.

"Before I left, I visited Master Gu Luo, and he asked me to find you."

The willow eyebrows are slender, the red lips are lightly pursed, and the pupils are a kind of enchanting lavender, with a kind of natural grace and dignity.

only! !

Countless amazing breaths walked out of the mountains, forests and ancient rivers, looking at the northern sky.

Of course, in a place like this, the strong prey on the weak.

I saw ancient cities sitting on the plains, living creatures flocking, and demons of all shapes and sizes kept coming and going.

She is the first beauty in the place where the devil is buried, the saintess of the barren tribe, Luoyang.

At that time, the major hegemons will send people to try to find the ancestors and the inheritance left by the demon master.

Inexplicably, all the demons began to look forward to what kind of scene Ling Xiao would encounter when he met the young master of the Abandoned God.

In this way, the north of this Demon Land will be respected by the Blue Soul Clan.

"Yes! Your son knows me?"

This ghost clan monster always gave Ling Xiao a... familiar feeling.