Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"What... what?"

Hearing the indifferent and calm voice of the young man, the faces of all the Demon Race Tianjiao present suddenly turned pale.

Domineering, direct! !

However, it was so light and cloudy.

No way to refute, not proud, just a fact.

Although! !

Many people from the Demon Race don't know where Qingcang is.

But 108,000 cases is an extremely shocking number.

Why would they lower their eyebrows at a teenager?

Is his background already terrifying to the point of suppressing 108,000 sects?

However, a young master of a tyrannical clan like Luoyang deeply knows what the word Qingcang means.

According to the historical records of the clan, the strong man who came suddenly came from the Qingcang Realm.

And by his own power, he pressed down the six great ancestors and sealed the place where the devil was buried.

It is unimaginable that among the 108,000 sects in Qingcang, there are still so many strong men like this.

On the other hand, Ling Xiao, was the young man who made the whole blue-green brow lower.

Doesn't that mean that the power behind him is enough to push this world horizontally?

"Om!!"

Ling Xiao's eyes were icy cold as he stepped forward without a word of nonsense, and swept straight towards Luoyang.

Seeing this scene, the face of the young master of the barren clan suddenly turned pale, and he couldn't even feel the slightest resistance, he staggered back, and a golden dark pattern slowly appeared in the middle of his eyebrows.

"Stop it."

only! !

At this moment, the void in front of Luoyang suddenly rippled.

Immediately afterwards, a figure covered in scales walked out slowly and blocked in front of Ling Xiao.

The terrifying scorching heat rises up the heavens and the earth, including the barren valley. Compared with the blazing heat, this scorching heat seems to scorch the bottom of my heart, making people shudder.

"boom!!"

Ling Xiao stuck out a punch, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Has it finally appeared?

Today, he came not only for the purpose of manifesting the Holy Spirit.

It is said that outside the Yinsha Luo Pond, there is a fierce monster with a long bloodline.

And Ling Xiao's demon body turned five, and it was exactly this kind of ancient veins.

Compared to Luo Chizhong's dead energy, what Ling Xiao cares more about is actually this ancient monster.

Eight-legged fire chi?

As Ling Xiao's fist print smashed down, he saw that Huo Chi also stretched out a palm, covered with red scales, and the fire pattern was overflowing, instantly piercing the sky.

"Master Huochi has taken action!!"

"Is it finally over?"

All the Demon Race Tianjiao breathed a sigh of relief. In their perception, this Lord Huochi can be said to be the ceiling of the Holy Land.

There is no contemporary sanctuary that can match his combat power.

After all, he was once a strong man who truly traveled the nine days. Even if he was suppressed and persecuted, how could he be comparable to the mortal spirits of the lower world?

"boom!!"

And at the moment when the two fist marks collided, Ling Xiao's figure did not take a half step back, but Huo Chi, was smashed back by a punch and fell into the barren valley.

"Um?"

But even so, Ling Xiao's face still flashed with surprise.

As expected of an ancient great demon, this physical defense is really not comparable to an ordinary holy realm.

At the very least, there are only a handful of holy realm powerhouses who can be undone by Ling Xiao's punch.

"Gollum."

Finally, the Demon Race Tianjiao began to turn around and quickly swept away into the sky.

Even if Ling Xiao didn't show any killing intent to them,... this kind of strong... oppression was still unbearable.

too strong! !

Even Lord Huochi was knocked back by his punch. How hard was this young man's body? "how is this possible…"

Luoyang Yu's hand clenched her lips tightly. If Wu Yue was not still in Luochi at this time, she would have fled without hesitation.

"juvenile."

Huo Chi slowly got up, looking a little lonely.

At this time, the scales on his entire arm were completely shattered.

Blood flowed down his fingertips and dripped onto the ground, dyed black.

"This isn't where you came from, go back."

"Oh?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows slightly, he could feel a vicissitudes of life on this Huo Chi.

That kind of power that stands nine days high is indeed not comparable to contemporary creatures.

However, his realm is only in the holy realm, and there seems to be a sealing power on his body.

Obviously, when the Lord of Desolation was suppressed back then, it was absolutely impossible for followers like Bazu Huochi to die peacefully.

It is a miracle in itself that he is alive.

"With you, it's not worthy."

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, standing proudly in the sky.

At this time, there seemed to be immortal brilliance blooming on his body, leaving the world independent and shining.

I have to say, this look is really dazzling.

"Then stay."

Huo Chi's eyes were cold, and his body was full of demons, and eight arms suddenly extended above his back.

Suddenly, fire waves surged, and layers of scales covered his body, like an ancient fire god, venting his domineering.

"boom!!"

Then, I saw him take a step forward and appeared in front of Ling Xiao in an instant. Eight arms smashed out at the same time, and together with the sea of ​​​​fire, it overturned.

The mountains and forests burned, the peaks crumbled.

The terrifying loud noise spreads thousands of miles, stirring the sky, and there are no Taos.

Ling Xiao's face was indifferent, and a pair of eyes suddenly divided into two colors.

A look of red gold, which seems to have a blood moon floating and sinking.

One eye is pitch black, like the end of the night, eternal darkness.

On its palm, it is also covered with scales, and the meaning of nothingness spreads out, turning into a black hole, swallowing everything.

In the face of such an ancient fierce monster, Ling Xiao at this time did not dare to be careless.

"boom!!"

The figures of the two collided again.

The fist marks touched, directly piercing the void of a hundred miles in an instant.

At this time, the reason why Ling Xiao did not use the barbarian body is to know how much his current physical body can withstand the attack.

After all, his opponents are now beyond the contemporary category.

He is indeed invincible, but once it is broken one day, Ling Xiao will be caught off guard.

Only by knowing yourself can you know the enemy, and you will never be in danger in a hundred battles! !

"Boom!!"

The ear-piercing roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and above the void, Huo Chi's figure flew out again, and the calm on his face completely turned into a hideous one.

Especially the Dao rhythm contained in Ling Xiao's fist marks made him feel extremely absurd.

Throughout the past and present, even if they were as strong as a demon master or an immortal god, they mostly practiced one way, and when they reached the peak, they would be distracted.

This is why, back then, Ling Xiao was able to perfectly integrate the power of fairy and magic, but no one had ever done it before.

The principles of fusion in his body can be called complex, but they are all Grandmasters.

Whether it is yin and yang, devouring, chaos, nothingness or cause and effect, they are all the forces of the nine heavens, and no one has ever been able to comprehend them all.

It is precisely because of this that these countless magical ways can complement each other and perfectly integrate the power of the fairy into one.

terrible! !

The talent of this young man is simply more terrifying than the ancient gods and demons! !

"you…"

Huo Chi hesitated to speak, but Ling Xiao did not give him a chance to open his mouth again. With a sudden wave of his palm, he saw that the Six Paths grinding disc suddenly manifested into the void and slammed down.

And his figure also mysteriously disappeared in place.