Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

When Ling Xiao was in Beihuang that day, he encountered a white-robed swordsman chasing Bai Zhixi.

You ask me who do I ask?

What makes Ling Xiao a little bit puzzled is that if the one who killed the Lin family that day was really the swordsman in white, can it be said that the Temple of Blood Soul killed the entire family of the Lin family?

That's right, the Qin family's clan land is made of real gold and jade, showing the supreme dignity.

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Such an upright young man, Ling Xiao feels that he can make more use of it in the future.

"Feng Baiyang, are you rushing into my Qin family's holy palace to start a war?"

"It's getting more and more interesting, Lin Xi, don't let me down."

Hearing this, Ghost Shadow nodded, and the figure disappeared instantly.

"Back to the son, the old slave personally sent him back to the Qin family."

Could there be such a coincidence?

The ancient method of the Qin people, the Great Sun Holy Body, is the top-level divine power of creation in the Holy State.

But it was such a behemoth that a Daoist powerhouse came to destroy a run-down clan?

Coincidentally, it's not the dog writers who have the final say.

"City Lord Ling, pay more attention to your body."

The Qin family has passed down for thousands of years and has produced many powerful people.

Qin nationality.

"Um?"

You must know that for any supreme Taoist lineage, forcing the ancestral land is considered a great challenge.

How can a little cutie like Lin Xi be killed?

If there is really any treasure in the Lin family, it must be in Lin Xi.

"See you son!"

Ghost Shadow looked at Ling Xiao suspiciously, especially the gloomy look between the latter's brows at this time, which made him a little inexplicably worried.

"Master, I have prepared some food and drink in the main hall. If you wake up, come and use it with your wife."

It's just that Feng Baiyang ignored the clamor of the god kings of the Qin family. He stepped out and wanted to force the Qin family.

Behind him, there was his seven-bedroom concubine.

That person's realm is at the level of arrogance, and the kendo on Ling Xiao's body is plundered from him.

"Tell Emperor Qin to come out and speak."

No, he should have helped him a lot.

And as the sunlight fell, a figure in a golden robe suddenly stepped out of the void, only one step before Feng Baiyang and the others.

Gan.

But Ling Xiao has basically seen the cards on Lin Xi's body, most of which were bestowed by the grandfather in the ring.

"Qin Clan and Yunshu Xianzong?"

The old man was dressed in white and stood with his hands behind his back.

It's just that this idea just surfaced, and it was instantly smothered by Ling Xiao.

strangeness.

Feng Baiyang, the great elder of Yunshu Xianzong, one of the two god-tier emperors of Yunshu.

Heartless and cold, you are about to develop!

At this moment, in the depths of the holy palace, a sneer suddenly came.

Ling Xiao's last sentence was obviously an order rather than a negotiation.

Could it be that there is something hidden in the Lin family?

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, and Ling Ping knelt directly on the ground with a terrified expression on his face.

Ling Ping's implication was that Qin Leng must have said many good things about Ling Xiao in the clan.

For some reason, when he heard what the ghost said, Ling Xiao's outline appeared in front of him.

For example, all the sons of the Qin family have fallen, and none of the descendants of Tianjiao have died. Isn't this Qin family's successor going to fall into Qin Leng's hands?

You must know that in this holy land, the word Blood Soul Temple is far more intimidating than Ling Clan and Wan Dao Demon Sect.

But in any case, these two forces will definitely not be as close as they used to be in the future.

Ling Xiao casually dropped a few blue pills, raised his feet and walked towards the air.

Ling Xiao shook his head and handed Ghost Ying a piece of golden paper.

After all, the look in the eyes of this young master of the Qin family when he was leaving could not deceive anyone, he really loved me!

And the old man should have picked it up after he fell off the cliff

Several old men dressed in white stood up in the sky, and the momentum surging around them was comparable to Tianwei.

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, pushed open the door, and saw the latter standing outside the door with a humbly expression on his face.

"It seems that City Lord Ling lived a very nourishing life in this Qingxiao City."

Although this matter is full of strangeness, it has to be said that at present, whether it is Ma Liang or Qin Leng, it is related to the face of the two supreme Taoists.

The matter of yesterday's Sunset Peak had already been passed back to the Ling Clan.

Immediately, a ray of golden light bloomed from the sky, like a big sun, revealing the supreme majesty.

Ling Xiao nodded, this Ling Ping's work is quite safe, at least the arrangement of the Qingxiao City, he wants to be in line with his wishes.

It's just that the top of the Qin family's holy palace today is shrouded in a cloud.

In the eyes of mortals, these things are invaluable, but to the Qin people, they are just materials used to build palaces, not worth mentioning.

It's not a big thing, but it's not a small thing.

Ling Ping's voice suddenly came from outside the hall.

Wang Qiang, a god of the Qin family, glared at the old man headed in mid-air and shouted coldly.

The difference from the Ling clan's land is that this is not a deep mountain range, but a prosperous ancient city.

Seeing this scene, Rao Yi couldn't help but stare at the cultivation of this elder Yun Shu.

Although Ling Xiao has not guessed the identity of Lin Xi's sister now, it is useless to think too much. As long as she appears in front of her eyes, Ling Xiao will definitely recognize her.

"Oh? Has the Qin family ever been suspicious?"

How did a small town on the frontier of the Eastern Border, a small clan in decline, attract the attention of that party.

If he dies in the hands of others, the reward for killing and dropping will be gone.

It is rumored that the Great Elder had already entered the Emperor Realm a hundred years ago, and his cultivation was unfathomable.

Below the few people, several gods of the Qin family, Wang Qiang, were on guard, but there was also a bit of anger on their faces.

There, his Kowloon Golden Punch had been waiting for a long time.

Although there was only a wisp of power emanating from the whole body, it eclipsed the world.

"Hehe, no wonder the Qin family is so arrogant. It turns out that Emperor Qin's cultivation base is so diligent."

In the middle of the ancient city, a magnificent golden hall stretches for thousands of miles.

"No, then Qin Leng is the son of the Qin family after all. Although his talent is not top-notch, he still has some status in the Qin family."

"No, Uncle Gui, you go back and tell your father that I don't need him to interfere in my affairs, and there will be a battle between the Qin clan and Yunshu Xianzong in the near future. I will go back and discuss with the tens of thousands of enemies to see if I can plan a fight from it. Fan, you bring this letter to father."

"Sir, what's wrong with you?"

However, this Feng Baiyang is a genuine god emperor, and with their few god king realms, they don't dare to stop him.

"Young Master, this old slave is frightened." Although his surname was Ling, he was gifted by the Ling Clan. In the eyes of a direct descendant like Ling Xiao, he was still just a servant.

"If it's inconvenient for you to do something, I will kill that Lin Xi now!"

Ghost Shadow's face was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to think of something, and a flash of horror suddenly flashed in his eyes, "You mean?"

"Qin Leng sent it back?"

"Hehe, Elder Feng is here, I don't know what's going on."

"Go, I'm going back to the Wan Dao Demon Sect, Uncle Gui, you don't have to follow me if you have nothing to do."

"You did very well."