Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Xiao'er, you go and collect the Treasure Pavilion in Yuanyue Holy Land, and I will go and capture that spiritual vein for you."

Just now, when he beheaded the three thousand disciples in the Holy Land, there was a strange wave in the Primordial Demon Blade.

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, while Ye Qingchan's face was slightly suffocated.

This bloody road in Yuanyue Holy Land today is the fishy way he lured cats.

But Ling Xiao couldn't wait that long. What he had to do was to put nine dragon veins into it and make it a holy place for cultivation.

"I have erased the spiritual sense of this spiritual vein for you, you can refine it directly."

But what really affects the luck of the air is the spiritual energy hidden under the earth, stone and grass.

There was a hint of worry in Feng Cai's eyes?

"Okay! If there is any difficulty, you can send a voice transmission to your father at any time. The land of the Western Border is chaotic. If there is not the Iron Law of the Holy Religion, the Supreme Dao Lineage cannot be conquered across borders. I am afraid that the land of the Eastern Border has already been beaten down by those dynasties. ."

Therefore, in the land of high mountains and deep rivers, there are many sacred places in Xianmen.

But a Taoist tool, no one can use it, even if Kamui is monstrous, how can it be Ling Xiao's opponent.

According to Ling Xiao's thoughts, it should be the broken artifact soul. After being nourished by blood, there are signs of awakening.

"Where to go!"

Ling Tianlin's eyes were cold and he looked at Ling Xiao.

A strange cry resounded, and the golden light suddenly bloomed, trying to break through Ling Xiao's control.

People's hearts, after all, still have to win over.

"Buzz!"

"Chirp!"

"Golden Crow Divine Seal?"

Today, Ling Xiao's realm has sun, moon, mountains and rivers, but there is no spiritual energy.

Although Ling Xiao was the strongest genius in the Eastern Border, facing a dynasty, he was like a mighty owl shaking a tree.

"Ling Xiao."

Ling Xiao's expression condensed, and the eight kinds of Dao all over his body burst into a strange divine light, turning into a giant palm again, holding the golden light in it.

The slaughter does not stop, it is the treasure that hides his demonic nature.

Even, only by becoming your enemy can you really be in your eyes, right?

Ling Xiao shook his head, the Holy Religion has always done things unreasonably.

However, I have to think of a way to see if I can help Ye Qingchan erase the self!

Just when Ling Xiao opened the Qiankun bag of the Holy Master Yuanyue and wanted to put all the spiritual treasures in it, a loud buzzing sound suddenly came from it.

"Yes, this printed copy is an ordinary Taoist weapon. Later, the Holy Master Yuanyue captured and killed a God Emperor Yaowu and imprisoned its spirit in it. Only then did this unparalleled Taoist weapon come into existence. The soul has been severely damaged, Xiaoer, do you want to erase his spiritual sense for the father?"

At the end of that line of sight, there is a sky-high stone stair together with heaven and earth.

But in the end, Ling Xiao didn't think too much. He has a system and can easily judge Ye Qingchan's psychological changes, so there is no need to worry about her suddenly becoming another person.

Now Dongjiang is no longer a challenge for him.

Soul light flickered in Ling Xiao's eyes, and his palm suddenly clenched, only to see a thunder light handprint appearing out of thin air, pressing down directly towards the golden light.

But he really didn't expect that the Holy Master Yuanyue had a Taoist tool that contained the soul of the tool.

Ling Tianlin handed over the Lingmang in his hand, and glanced at the golden seal in Ling Xiao's hand again, "Huh? Is this the Golden Crow Divine Seal of the Holy Master Yuanyue?"

"No, I'll do it myself, father, I plan to leave Dongjiang today."

At this moment, he seemed to realize something.

In the end, Ling Tianlin didn't say any more and led the Ling clan to leave.

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, his eyes revealed surprise.

And Ling Xiao just nodded and smiled, and also walked towards the back mountain.

so

After a stalemate for a moment, the golden light in the sky finally dissipated, and was pulled from the air by Ling Xiao.

Are you ready?

Killing and expedition, although cruel and bloody, have to admit that it is easier to experience the cultivation of xinxing.

The leeks in Western Xinjiang?

However, to Ling Xiao's surprise, the golden light only trembled for a moment, then broke through the sky and swept away into the sky.

The soil is the dragon's flesh, the stone is the keel, and the grass is the dragon's scales.

"No need, father, the Ling clan has been fighting all over the world recently. I'm afraid someone should be anxious. You just need to protect the Ling clan, and leave the rest to me."

"boom!!"

The identity given by others is of course not as good as the power of the Master in his own hands.

Nuoda's treasure pavilion, showing style.

Especially for a villain, prudence and strength are indispensable.

All the places with ancient mountains and rivers are known as dragon veins.

He can't wait to go to the Western Frontier battlefield and indulge in slaughter.

With the experience of the Holy Land of Cloud Millet, Ling Xiao found the Treasure Pavilion in the Holy Land of Yuanyue with little effort.

It wasn't until a loud dragon roar came from the direction of the back mountain that Ling Xiao's mouth raised a smile.

only!

Originally, I thought that as long as I followed the Ling clan, I would be side by side with you.

There are three floors in height, one for spiritual tools, one for medicinal herbs, and one for martial arts.

"Where are we going now?"

Yes, Feng Shui treasure land.

After all, the forbidden body, before it grows up, is eager to stuff its head into the ground.

"I understand, father don't worry."

The higher the mountain, the deeper the river, and the stronger the dragon veins.

"boy"

Of course, if you go with the flow, it will eventually evolve into life.

Ye Qingchan walked to Ling Xiao's side, and behind her, Huo Heng and the other Huo Clan god kings stood quietly.

Is it because of that Dao Su Hui?

"Father!"

"Um?"

Ling Xiao's footsteps suffocated, and a look of grief, anger and helplessness immediately appeared on his face, "You don't know how, little ancestor."

Ling Xiao looked up at Yuankong.

And although he showed talent and magic.

"Is this a Taoist tool derived from a tool spirit?"

Ling Xiao picked out some insignificant ones, ready to reward those hard-working vassals.

Turns out I was thinking too much.

Publicity is not necessarily a bad thing.

At this time, he also discovered that the layout of these supreme Taoisms is indeed the same.

Immediately afterwards, a golden ancient seal suddenly emerged from the sky, turned into a streamer, and swept toward the distant sky.

A little surprise.

Especially now, with the strife, the monsters are coming out in large numbers.

Above the clouds, an ancient bluestone temple stands in the sky, revealing endless majesty.

But the more so, the easier it is to confuse people.

"go home."

Ling Xiao frowned lightly.

Ling Tianlin's eyes flickered solemnly.

Inexplicably, Qin Leng's eyes suddenly flashed a touch of determination.

Especially now, the Holy Religion has sent divine envoys to the four states. Although it is not clear what they are doing, it is not wrong to be careful.

As the Ling family's biggest trump card hidden in the dark, ghost shadows are more useful when they stay by their father's side.

"Hui Ling clan? Us"

This is what he will rely on to stand proud in the future.

Ling Xiao bowed and gave Ling Tianlin a deep salute.

The so-called spiritual pulse, also known as the dragon pulse.

"Bring me back!"

As we all know, the derivation of artifact spirit can be called sublimation for a piece of spiritual treasure.

Ling Tianlin's figure descended from the sky, holding a ball of aura in his hand, and there seemed to be a blue shadow rushing toward him.

Ling Xiao already had a plan in his heart.

When the words fell, Feng Ling just took a deep look at Ling Xiao and then disappeared.

Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger.

Of course, the Holy Religion, I would rather kill the wrong than let it go.

Dynasty can also be destroyed!

Ling Tianlin hesitated for a moment, then suddenly opened his mouth.

Just when Ling Xiao stepped forward to collect the treasure, a familiar voice suddenly came.

"So anxious? Xiao'er, let the ghost follow you."

but

Otherwise, how could these dragons be willing to die for the Lord?

To start, there is a golden ancient seal, the four sides are thick with fingers, and a golden phoenix shadow is carved on it. "Xiao'er!"

"Be careful of that woman named Ye Qingchan"

In the crowd, Qin Leng looked back several times, looking at the figure in white standing on the top of the mountain, his face was a kind of loss and sadness.

It's just that before she could finish her words, she saw a change in the foreground, and a sense of desolation came to her face instantly.

If someone dares to hurt him, Dynasty?

Ling Tianlin raised his head and glanced at the depths of the holy mountain. He stepped forward, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.