Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Has it started?"

Ling Xiao lowered his head and looked at Ye Shenxing walking from the rocks.

At this moment, he could feel that the power of reincarnation in the Dark Night Saint Son's body was rapidly rising.

And this kind of power doesn't seem to belong to him, it's more like a... memorial, tempering his fleshly body and recasting his bloodline.

only! !

Although this force is powerful, it is still an external force. It cannot fundamentally improve his strength, but is squeezing his talent.

So... who arranged this method, and what was the purpose?

"Buzz!"

"Even if the era is destroyed, I should not be destroyed."

At this time, Ye Shenxing's voice was extremely ancient and vicissitudes of life, and even in those eyes, there seemed to be a kind of indifference that looked up and down.

And his already broken bones and arms healed quickly at a terrifying speed.

The most shocking thing is that on his back, a pair of wings grew again, a total of nine pairs! ! !

The dazzling golden light shattered the sky, and there seemed to be only one color left between the sky and the earth.

That splendid and noble golden color dyed everyone's eyes red, making people unable to help but want to bow down and not dare to show any disobedience.

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of doubt in his eyes.

It is not the strong man taking the house, nor the awakening of the ancient soul, it is completely an external force.

However, at this time, Ye Shenxing seems to have lost his own intelligence, like a puppet.

what on earth is it?

Even though Ling Xiao has seen countless people of destiny before, this is the first time he has seen such a strange scene.

However, soon, Ling Xiao's eyes flashed a glimpse, as if he had thought of something.

"It seems that if you want to solve the mystery, you have to meet a few other royal sons."

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, but there was some inexplicable expectation in his heart.

If what he guessed is true, then this trip to the ancient world is indeed quite rewarding.

There are not only ordinary leeks like the five little kings of the royal family, but also Tu Tiandao, Jun Diandian, and... the existence who never showed up.

And this template is the first time Ling Xiao has encountered, but... so what?

It is impossible for anyone to easily break the shackles of this place.

And at the level of the Supreme Being, whether it is Rank 9 or Rank 1, Ling Xiao will not feel the slightest pressure.

It is nothing more than the difference between one knife and two knives.

"Human Race! Provoking me will only end in destruction!"

Ye Shenxing's eyebrows suddenly appeared a mark, like a blue eye, revealing endless rhythm.

At a glance, Ling Xiao had a guess in his heart.

This mark should be the immortal road mark that everyone's clan Tianjiao wants to find.

Among them, the ups and downs of the immortal power are magnificent and domineering. Even if the people of the bereaved family integrate it, it can be called the supreme creation.

And the problem seems to lie in this mark.

If Ling Xiao's expectations are good, I am afraid that the so-called five little kings of the bereaved family have an immortal path imprint in their bodies!

Ten Ten Thousand Years!

This time, the opening of the ancient world of the ancient world has been ten thousand years since the last time.

And this time, neither the secret treasure nor the ancient world has the immortal road imprint in the world.

There is only one possibility for this result, that someone has collected all the imprints in advance and used them elsewhere.

Who will it be?

"Whoosh!"

With the sound of Ultimate breaking wind resounding, I saw Ye Shenxing's figure and disappeared directly in place.

That kind of bizarre speed made the expressions of everyone present congeal.

As we all know, all power is useless in the face of absolute speed.

And what the Dark Night Royal Family is good at is this way. Now that Ye Shenxing has awakened nine pairs of divine feathers, I am afraid that even the Supreme Being of Heaven will not be able to compete with him at all!

"Om!" Just! !

Surprisingly, at this time, Ling Xiao's face still didn't have too many waves, and his palm suddenly stuck out and angered the space beside him.

"Um?"

In the void, there was a soft whistle.

The figure of Ye Shenxing appeared a hundred feet away in an instant, and there was a hint of surprise on his face.

Even if he uses his speed to Ultimate, Ling Xiao still seems to have predicted his whereabouts.

The direction of that palm almost blocked his offensive, and there was no room for him to get close.

"Any luck?"

Ye Shenxing muttered to himself in a daze, and there was a gloomy resentment in his eyes again.

Immediately, he saw his nine wings flickering, his figure became blurry, and he ran towards Ling Xiao again.

"Whoosh!!"

At this time, everyone only saw that a touch of golden light flashed away.

even! !

In the place where Ye Shenxing originally stood, there was still an afterimage.

However, in the next moment, his figure suddenly appeared in front of Ling Xiao.

only! ! !

Just when everyone thought that the Son of Darkness would break through Ling Xiao's defense with speed, the former's face froze again.

I saw Ling Xiao calmly stretched out a palm, easily broke the space he had torn apart, and held it on top of his neck.

even! !

At this moment, Ye Shenxing seemed to see that in Ling Xiao's eyes, there seemed to be a dazzling long river flowing, imprisoning time and breaking everything.

It was as if just a ray of light could see through all his means.

"how is this possible…"

Between heaven and earth, there were bursts of shock again.

The scene in front of him almost instantly shattered the Taoism of all the leftover Tianjiao.

Even if Little Wing King displayed such heaven-defying magical powers, in front of this human race, there was still no room for resistance.

The gesture of being held in his hand is very like a... golden retriever bird, which is not a level of existence at all.

Can! !

That is the little wing king, the monster who really stands at the peak of the ancient world! !

What is the origin of this young man in black? !

"no no!!"

Ye Shenxing's face began to turn hideous, and the sapphire mark at the center of his eyebrows burst out with divine brilliance.

"Boom!"

The vast energy surged out, and Ye Shenxing's figure suddenly became incomparably huge, breaking away from Ling Xiao's palm!

The avenue trembled, as if it was unbearable to bear this kind of power.

The arrogance of countless bereaved families began to cheer again, and a touch of hope rekindled in their eyes.

It turned out that Little Wing King also hides a more powerful hole card!

"Roar!!"

Above the sky, a large golden bird with nine wings on its back emerged from the sky, burning flames all over its body, with myriad divine patterns!

Even in the eyes, there is a kind of indifference that surpasses the ancients.

The ancient relics are the bloodlines left over from the ancient times.

However, with the reproduction, this kind of blood gradually became thinner and lost its former power.

But, today, in the face of Ling Xiao, a formidable opponent, Ye Shenxing finally awakened the oldest Wing Tribe Divine Vein at the most desperate time!

"Chirp!"

A loud cry suddenly resounded for thousands of miles, setting off an endless wave.

Can! !

Just as the big bird raised its head, the void in front of him suddenly rippled with a faint ripple.