Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"The source of desolation...you...you actually realized the source of desolation?!"

Farther away, Yuan Tianfeng smiled honestly and looked at Ling Xiao with awe.

And his realm, directly entering the ninth rank of the holy realm, even the sword bones condensed the number of 2600.

But the latter, it is true talent and luck are both heaven-defying!

"Just here, Grandpa Ancestor, I need you to block the perception of the soul, self-proclaimed consciousness, and the rest... leave it to me."

Although he was prepared for this result, but... even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he is still willing to see Wu Yue walk out of the Demon Land and lead the Tianwu Temple to the peak of Heaven and Earth.

Behind him, Lan Yue and Luo Yang pursed their red lips tightly, and there seemed to be a trace of reluctance in their eyes.

Then there is only one possibility, that is, in this skeleton, there is still the means of the Wild Lord.

Xuanyuan Grand View had no doubt that it had it, and immediately felt the spirit of autism, and sat quietly in front of Ling Xiao.

But now, with the Taichu Ancestor Talisman suppressing it, he can give it a try.

Therefore, he can't die yet, he wants to pave a smooth road for this grandson's immortal way.

He was very pleased, pleased with the human race, no, it was the Xuanyuan family who appeared in such a shocking and timeless person.

Today's Xuanyuan clan cannot be said to have been completely in decline, but it is no longer the human race of the past.

No, not even a single toe of Ling Xiao! !

At the same time, the Demon Burial Land, the entrance.

Of course, if Ling Xiao really had a way to erase the desolate meaning in his body, for Xuanyuan Grand View, it would be the creation of heaven, like being recreated.

If it wasn't for Ling Xiao, maybe they would have just been in the land of burial of demons in this life, complacent and complacent.

Even if Ling Xiao's talent is high, his cultivation is not at the holy level.

But, getting the inheritance of the desolate master and comprehending the origin of desolation are definitely two completely different concepts.

Ling Xiao closed his eyes and summoned the system, only to hear a humming sound, endless Dao rhythm flowing, the void trembled, and a dazzling divine light burst out.

The latter no longer hesitated, the divine lines in his eyes manifested, and an ancient talisman floated out, exuding the dark brilliance of Ultimate.

This kind of power, even Xuanyuan Grand View could not be broken, so that he shattered his body and sacrificed the blood of the Emperor, and only then did he save his bones and spirit.

"it is good."

"Congratulations to send your son!!"

"Then let's... go back to the Xuanyuan Clan first?"

To put it bluntly, if it wasn't for the fact that he only had a wisp of remnant soul left, I am afraid that with Xuanyuan Daguan's cultivation, he would not be his opponent at all.

If it was before, Ling Xiao would not dare to touch the power of such a strong man.

After all, the Xuanyuan Clan was in such a situation that they were all oppressed by the Jiezhu Palace.

"After I leave, you must practice hard. One day, I will lead you out of the devil land and see the light again."

The meaning of desolation in his body was caused by the injury when he fought against the desolate master.

But in front of Xuanyuan Grand View, it is better to be cautious.

But not.

Besides, with Xuanyuanyue, Ling Xiao doesn't have to worry that this family will have two hearts.

That is a character who has truly stood for nine days and once competed with immortals.

That day, Ling Xiao killed Wu Yue and obtained the Desolation Talisman. He saw this scene.

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently. From the very beginning, he had a vague guess that with Xuanyuan Daguan's strength, it should not be difficult to regenerate flesh and blood.

Who is the Wild Lord?

At this time, with his realm, he naturally noticed that the power flowing in Ling Xiao's eyes was exactly the same source of desolation as the Lord of Desolation.

Wu Yue is dead.

Ling Xiao's eyes flickered with solemnity, although now, the power in his body is no longer pure demonic intent, but a fusion of immortals and demons.

As long as Ling Xiao can help him regain his physical strength, this clan will become allies of the Ling clan.

The void was turbulent, and I saw an old man in a black robe falling from the sky and standing behind the Tianwu Temple Master.

The former can only say that luck is terrifying, and there is an opportunity for enlightenment.

"disappeared…"

After the words fell, Ling Xiao didn't say more, raised his foot and walked towards the distant mountain.

In an instant, the entire underground palace fell into endless darkness. Only on the stone talisman, there seemed to be a ray of light that was extinguished, and thousands of rules fell, shrouding the figure of Xuanyuan Grand View.

"What... what?!"

"Palace Master... 100,000 Demon Guards are still stationed on the edge of the extreme north. Empress Gu has returned to the ancient Xianhuang Dynasty. Only Ling Xiao, who was said to have appeared in the barbarian Tiancheng before... disappeared."

What kind of talent is this? !

Even if Xuanyuan Daguan had seen countless evil spirits in Qingcang, none of them could compare to Ling Xiao.

But, Ling Xiao, his good grandson, has mastered this kind of power in just one day.

At the end, Xuanyuan Daguan finally took a deep breath and let out a long sigh.

In this way, even if he dies, he can rest in peace.

On Xuanyuan Daguan, Ling Xiao saw the character of a human emperor's bloodline.

"My grandson Ling Xiao, has the posture of palming the sky!"

Suddenly, a trace of twilight energy circulated in this ancestor Xuanyuan, but in just a moment, this trace of twilight energy turned into endless fighting intent.

I saw Tianwu Palace Master wearing a golden robe with a gloomy expression, looking down at a broken life card in his hand.

"System, three thousand sword bones, add points."

But after thinking about it, he was a little worried, worried that once Ling Xiao's talent was exposed, it would attract Jiutian's real jealousy.

Xuanyuan Daguan's tone was horrified, even more shocking than seeing the rebirth of the Wild Lord.

Ling Xiao's eyes were clear, and at this moment, he naturally felt the change in Xuanyuan's thoughts.

It was not until the figures of the two disappeared that Lan Yue and the two women sighed lightly, as if they were lost.

The Lord of Tianwu Palace raised his head and looked in the direction of the Demon Burying Ground, "Old Hong, you said... If I kill Ling Xiao, what will the Ling clan do?"

Their biggest enemies are the world masters and immortals.

"Grandpa Ancestor, I can help you dispel the desolation in the bones."

This sense of desolation, even the emperor's body can't bear it, how can he kill it? "Xiao'er, are you... sure?"

Rao was in Xuanyuan Daguan's state of mind, and when he heard what Ling Xiao said at this time, he felt a touch of shock and excitement.

On the top of Corpse God Mountain, Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, looking out into the sky.

Even if it was just a paragraph, it was what he was looking forward to in the bottom of his heart.

"The hall master can't be!! Now Xue Xiyan wants us to have a conflict with the Ling Clan. Once you take action against Ling Xiao, the Ling Clan will definitely be furious!! My Tianwu Temple... is in danger!"

Especially now, when the human race is declining, the power of this mortal world is mostly the power of Dao.

For the three of them, the appearance of Ling Xiao completely changed their fate and opened up the situation.

And only a powerhouse like Xuanyuan Daguan knows that there are many more mysterious and terrifying powers above the Dao.

"should be no problem."

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the World Lord Seven Halls to suppress the Ten Thousand Years of Qingcang with a single source of power!

Luoyang and Lanyue bowed deeply, while Yuan Tianfeng took a step forward, chasing after Ling Xiao.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye it was seven days.