Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

In Xiao Peng's state at this time, let alone Chen Muzhi's full-strength palm, even an ordinary holy realm would be enough to kill him.

The Divine Sword of Time is considered the strongest trump card in Xiao Ping's control today, which can forbid time and transform itself into the way of heaven.

Even so, in the face of dozens of ancient clan geniuses, it still seems a little powerless.

"Om!!"

The palm prints that covered the sky fell from the sky, covering thousands of miles, and there was even a trace of the wild and wild demons, covering the sun, moon and stars.

Under this palm, several Xiao Clan's Venerable Realm were directly crushed into flesh, with no power to resist.

Even in the surrounding void, there were bursts of hurried wind breaking. Obviously, someone couldn't bear this Kamui and fled to the distance.

The void is broken, and the universe is reversed.

Everyone only felt their souls tremble, and there was a hint of surprise in the eyes they looked at Chen Muzhi.

It seems that there is indeed no mediocrity who can sit on the seat of the young master of the ancient clan.

Although Chen Muzhi was not in the position of Sequence, this palm... had the strength to compete with Sequence.

Especially at this time, the young master of the Chen family stands in the void, his expression is indifferent, like a god overlooking the common people, arrogant and domineering, invincible!

Can! !

At this moment, a trace of doubt appeared in Chen Muzhi's eyes, then he was shocked, and finally turned into a strong fear.

"Buzz!"

Immediately afterwards, a loud roar of the sword suddenly resounded for thousands of miles, sweeping the past and present.

The sky was dark, and there was no more light.

And at the end of the darkness, there seemed to be a pitch-black ancient blade, piercing through Yin and Yang, severing the Six Paths and falling from the sky.

"Hey!"

The palm print shattered and split directly from it.

But the ancient blade was inserted into the ancient mountain in front of Xiao Peng, and it trembled.

Wan Lai is silent! !

All Tianjiao present opened their mouths wide, looked up blankly, and looked towards the distant sky.

I saw there, several figures stepped forward and appeared above the sky.

Especially the one headed, with black clothes and hair, handsome and handsome.

Dao Qinglian blooms layer by layer under its feet, paving the immortal road and falling straight to the top of the mountain.

"Ling... Emperor Ling Xiao!!!!"

Between heaven and earth, bursts of shock suddenly erupted.

Even Xiao Ping's lips were trembling, and he was unable to make a sound for a long time.

This is the second time, this is already the second time, at the time of his life and death, the Lord descended from the sky with such an incredible gesture, to withstand all dangers for him.

Lord!

A smile gradually appeared on Xiao Ping's face, his eyes darkened, and he fell unconscious to the ground.

But in Chen Muzhi's eyes, a trace of fear rose, and he turned around and fled towards the distant sky.

The remaining dozen or so ancient clan Tianjiao did not dare to hesitate, and they all fled.

"Leave none of them."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, waved Xiao Pian into the realm, and his figure crossed the mountains and seas, chasing after Chen Muzhi.

The once noisy world became silent again.

At this time, the faces of all the onlookers were filled with a touch of fear.

The Emperor... is here! !

And all those who killed and provoked the Ling clan before, I am afraid... will inevitably die!

"Om!!"

Thousands of miles of void, floating clouds vibrate.

I saw Chen Muzhi's figure, suddenly stopped in place, with a gloomy look on his face.

He raised his head and looked at the young man in black who was walking slowly. The spirit in his eyes gathered, obviously ready to make a move.

"Who sent you here?"

Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm.

With the background of the Chen Clan, they would never dare to provoke the Ling Clan easily. Although there was a trace of luck on Chen Muzhi's body, it was not outstanding.

With his cultivation base, if there is no one to support him, it is impossible for him to be the enemy of the Ling Clan.

"Humph! Ling Xiao, you finally appeared, but Big Brother Tu has been waiting for you."

Chen Muzhi pondered for a moment, then suddenly grinned.

Although he didn't know Tu Tiandao, he heard that the son of the Holy Emperor's Palace had already spoken out, claiming to be the number one in Qingcang.

If that's the case, let's touch the two of you.

No matter who wins or loses, for Chen Muzhi and the people behind him, it's all benefits and no harm.

"Big Brother Tu?"

Ling Xiao raised her brows lightly and smiled gently.

In his impression, Qingcang Contemporary did not have the sequence of Tu surnames.

It's worth Chen Muzhi's move out to intimidate himself, this big brother Tu must have some strength.

interesting.

The more chives there are, the more excited Ling Xiao will only be.

"I will reunite you with your good brother as soon as possible."

When the words fell, Ling Xiao did not hesitate any longer, and suddenly grasped the palm of his hand, and the ancient blade of reincarnation suddenly appeared out of thin air, slashing out in anger.

"Om!!"

Rolling Kamui rippling like a fairy garden, falling into the world.

Chen Muzhi's face turned pale, he didn't dare to underestimate him at all, his body was full of blood and energy, and a demonic figure suddenly condensed behind him.

It was an ancient monster that resembled a deer but not a deer, with two horns on its head, and a pair of fierce eyes filled with ten thousand demon patterns.

I saw Chen Muzhi's palms sticking out, and the breath of the sea swept over, trying to stop the sword.

"boom!!"

However, at the moment when the two offensives collided, a look of panic and despair appeared on Chen Muzhi's face.

Then, a ray of black light flashed past, severing him and the demon shadow behind him, all life and vitality.

Even the divine soul was shattered and dissipated under this knife, and there was no possibility of reincarnation.

"Tu Tiandao?"

Ling Xiao lowered his head and looked at the corpse that fell to the ground, his eyes seemed to ponder.

With the temperament of the son of the Holy Emperor Palace, in just a few days, many legends about him have been circulated in this ancient world.

The blood of the five emperors, the realm of supreme.

Today's Tu Tiandao seems to be the new leader of the human race.

Whether it is the arrogance of the same generation or the remnants of the ancient world, there are strong people who are suppressed and killed by him, and they are extremely domineering.

even! !

Today's Tu Tiandao has released a rhetoric, to lead the Qingcang Wan clan, overcome all difficulties, and take the sole control of Huangyuan.

Gradually, the name Tushenzi has become the limelight, the belief of the human race.

"The blood of the five emperors..."

Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly flickered with a hint of evil, and there was speculation in his heart.

He had already experienced the power of Emperor Blood.

Not to mention an ordinary holy realm, even with his realm, it would be extremely dangerous to integrate it.

However, this Son of God Tu, with his own strength, integrated the blood of the five emperors, and thus entered the supreme level.

If it is said that he has no luck on him, Ling Xiao will naturally not believe it.

even! !

This young man is likely to have transcended the sequence, and is considered a...not weak ant.

It's just that the current Tu Tiandao has a strong reputation and a lot of luck. If you want to harvest it, I'm afraid it will take a little effort.

At the very least, he had to squeeze the luck on his body first, and by the way, let the human race in the ancient world know his "true" appearance.

At that time, if Ling Xiao wanted to kill him again, it would be a logical, honest and righteous move.

However, to Ling Xiao's surprise, from Chen Muzhi's memory, he did not see any intersection between the two.

In other words, Chen Muzhi's pursuit of Han Qingqiu was not instructed by Tu Tiandao, but a... half-demon youth.