Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Kill!! Avenge General Yuan!!"

Immediately, a tall and straight figure in white stepped out slowly, with a faint smile on his face.

Suddenly, Gao Yong's body trembled, and there seemed to be unease in his eyes.

He never dreamed that his fate would change so drastically in just one night.

Outside Huoheng, the dazzling flames turned into ocean waves, covering the entire mountain stream with the potential to cover the sky.

Compared with Ning Tiance, this Gao Yong is really not worth mentioning.

"Master Gao's poison technique can be called exquisite, but you are still going to die today."

But after all, this person was involved in Yuan Fei's death, and it was strange not to kill him.

The promise is soaring, but what about the soaring prosperity?

Then hey hey hey.

"I won't let you go!!"

Gao Yong's figure emerged and landed in the mountain stream, his face was already completely hideous.

In the land outside his body, the green poisonous fog began to disperse, and his figure directly turned into a blood shadow, swept away frantically towards the distant sky.

In the end, Gao Yong's whole body suddenly sank with blood, and the great formation above his head instantly turned into countless streamers and crashed down.

At the same time, in the void in the distance, a tyrannical breath suddenly appeared.

Just facing a dozen northern generals at the same time, even if it is him, there is no room for resistance at all.

Beside him, Qiu Qinghan nodded. Although his tone was awe-inspiring, there was an inexplicable coldness in the depths of his eyes.

At a certain moment, when Huo Heng's palm was placed on his chest, Gao Yong spurted out a stream of blood.

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, the war puppet behind him turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Gao Yong.

You can hold the pot for me, but I can't hold the pot for you?

"That's right! The disciples have deliberately inquired about this person. This person is a descendant of the Ling Clan of Dongjiang, the son-in-law of the Misty Dao Palace, the Holy Son of Danyuan Holy Land, and the former young master of the Ten Thousand Dao Demon Sect, Ling Xiao."

Among the millions of soldiers in the north, even if someone would betray the God of War and Da Zhou, it would never be Yuan Fei.

The entire Chongyun City was completely chaotic, except for the generals of Tiance City, with a hint of complexity in their eyes.

I saw that behind him, a figure covered in flames stood with his hands behind his back, surrounded by red awns, like a fire god coming into the world, containing supreme majesty.

"Buzz!"

"Kill my generals in the north, betray the God of War, and punish the ten clans!!"

Seeing this scene, the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth suddenly raised a smile, the wind and thunder god wings appeared behind him, and the figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"Lord Gao, where are you going in such a hurry?"

"Roar!!"

"You guys!! Can't you think of it? Yuan Fei smuggled with enemies and bandits, and was caught and killed by me, why not? Come on, kill this group of scoundrels and thieves on the spot!!"

"Fourth grade god emperor?!"

Gao Yong gritted his teeth fiercely and turned to leave.

The originally silent generals of Chongyun suddenly flashed a fierce light in their eyes, and then they followed the crowd and rushed towards Gao Yong.

His life was saved by Ning Shen.

Ling Xiao held the magic blade, rushed into the Chongyun soldiers, raised the knife and dropped it, and there seemed to be a bloody light winding around him, turning into a blurry phantom outside his body, revealing the ancient times.

Tian Ce and Chongyun were rushing in different directions.

"You dare to rebel!! Kill the border guards and you will all be punished by the nine clans!!!"

Countless times of charging into the battle and falling into death, Yuan Fei's reputation has long been fulfilled.

"Huh?! Who are you?"

At this moment, he seemed to feel that, unknowingly, he had fallen into someone else's trap. But who is it? !

But just as he turned around, the coldness on his face solidified again.

Why did Yuan Fei die inexplicably?

Thousands of miles of emptiness shook in an instant.

Ling Xiao shouted angrily, and the figure swept out first.

Immediately afterwards, all Da Zhou soldiers were stunned to see that at the end of the earth, an iron-blooded hero came like a flood, and the leader was Li Kuo, the emperor of Daxia.

"At once"

For a moment, Ling Xiao also thought about whether to take this Gao Yong for his own use.

"You said, this boy's name is Ling Xiao?"

Ling Xiao hid in the crowd, her tone full of anger.

In just a moment, Ling Xiao had already ordered to abandon the city and flee south.

Although this Gao Yong is a second-rank god emperor, but the Grandmaster's formation and poisonous way, his own combat power is not strong.

But Qiao Yunli and the others fell from the sky, the spiritual seal in their hands covered the sky, and they pressed towards Chongyun Town.

As for the defender of Chongyun City, since he is Gao Yong's confidant, who knows if there is Zhou Huang's eyeliner among them.

To blame, blame them for following the wrong general.

"withdraw!!!"

At this time, outside the Chongyun City, a hundred miles away.

That is, he is loyal and valued by the court, which shows that this person is loyal.

But that fierce and terrifying aura was really depressing.

However, after all, he underestimated Yuan Fei's position in the hearts of the generals in the north.

Zhenxiao's dragon roar resounded, the billowing demonic energy turned into a cloud, and the sky and the earth changed color instantly.

Flesh and blood turned into ashes, and even the soul had a kind of sublimated happiness at this moment.

Very exciting very exciting!

Besides, speaking of poison

"Enemy attack!! Enemy attack!!!"

One of the golden-robed figures looked coldly at the young man who was Yulong below, and there seemed to be a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"kill!!!"

I saw that behind the young man, two tall puppets appeared, although there was no fluctuation in the whole body.

Seeing that the pot couldn't be shaken, Gao Yong suddenly shouted coldly.

I saw that above the sky, the spiritual light began to bloom, and even the spiritual formation that enveloped the heavens and the earth swelled with thousands of ripples.

"boom!"

Everyone is dead anyway, so what evidence is there?

"Gollum!"

Poison Dao naturally poses no threat to puppets.

Gao Yong sneered, before the word "depending on you" was spoken, a face suddenly solidified.

"Boom!"

Ling Xiao waved his palm, put away Zhan Puppet and Huo Heng, and swept away in the direction of Chongyun City.

If he wanted to rebel against the dynasty, he would not wait at this time, nor would he be ordered by the Zhou emperor to guard Tiance City, the first Xiongguan of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

"Hmph, no matter who you are!!! Today!!! I'll spare your life for the time being, I'll remember this hatred!!"

But before he could struggle, he only heard the sound of wind and thunder in his ears.

Endless blood pervaded, and the entire ancient city was completely transformed into purgatory.

"Gao Yong! Sure enough, it's you!!"

At this time, Gao Yong's face was already pale.

Even though there was a long distance, Ling Xiao still saw the countless collisions of Lingwei in the sky, a smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and Huahua's figure instantly appeared from under his feet.

"Master Gao, let's go!"

And the generals of Tiance, who could not restrain their anger, immediately stepped forward and rushed towards Gao Yong.

Ling Xiao believes that sooner or later, he will meet a kind and lovely daughter of destiny who is born with a poisonous body.

Gao Yong's face was pale and his eyes showed unwillingness.

Then, he saw a little at a loss that a pitch-black ancient blade pierced through his heart.

Just as Gao Yong pondered, a sneer suddenly came from the ancient forest in front of him.

The poisonous fog in the sky gradually dissipated under the burning fire, and Gao Yong's figure was also besieged by the three, and gradually fell into the lower wind.

Rather kill the wrong, don't let go.