Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"You don't have to worry about it, just do your own thing, the rest, I have my own opinion."

Ling Xiao's expression was indifferent, as if he did not pay attention to the four major demons.

I was originally a villain, and I was worried about how to uproot this Immortal Xuanzong. Wouldn’t that help?

Although, with the strength of the four sects of Wangui Mountain, it may not be able to destroy the Xianxuan sect.

However, the more chaotic the situation, the more natural it will be for Ling Xiao.

First Angel, you are busy!

"Yes! Lord!"

Qing You bowed and bowed, and the worry on his face dissipated a lot.

Since the Lord said that there is nothing to do, then most of the four major demons today are probably going to throw themselves into the net.

"The last ten places will be selected among the twenty-six winners. Now, the disciples will draw lots and compete."

It wasn't until the voice of Xianzong elders came from the battlefield that Ling Xiao lifted his feet and walked towards the distance.

In the end, the opponent he drew was a young man from the Eight Divisions.

Moreover, he is still a Taoist evildoer.

The way of earth is to attack the weak and defend the strong.

It's just that Ling Xiao didn't have much interest in the Five Elements Dao.

But since it is necessary to complete the world-annihilation one, these evildoers are all nourishment.

As for Feng Ruge's opponent, it was a disciple of the Immortal Sect, a ninth-rank god general, with a handsome appearance. He just personally informed the elders of the Immortal Sect and chose it for her.

This person is also one of the dark guards, and now he is a direct disciple of Xianzong.

Ling Xiao glanced at the man from a distance, and the corner of his mouth raised a hint of playfulness.

Cheating, who gets the points.

Holy Son, can this be called cheating?

These two are Xianzong disciples, whoever wins will ensure an extra place for my Xianxuanzong.

Holy Son is taking care of my sect! !

"This time we will lose no matter what!"

Feng Ruge clenched her hands tightly, and she just stepped onto the stage when she saw that the opponent had already turned and left, "I admit defeat."

"I"

Feng Ruge stood on the stage, in a mess.

No one knows her realm except Ling Xiao.

Even Shizun always thought she was on the level of a god general.

Can, you run a hammer?

Hey, I can't beat you! !

The creation of Tianchi, do you all want it?

It was very inexplicable, Feng Ruge suddenly felt that her luck seemed to be more heaven-defying than Chen Qingshan, the younger brother of destiny?

How did the opponents you meet were all actors?

But the more so, Feng Ruge not only did not feel happy at all, but felt as if he had fallen into an invisible trap.

Could it be Ling Xiao?

But why would he do this?

Send me good fortune? Get a good impression?

No!

I don't want anything created by Tianchi at all, I just want to become a fairy and be an idle fish, why do you have to add drama to me?

Feng Ruge's Heavenly Poison Holy Body, the higher the cultivation, the harder it is to suppress, and it is now on the verge of erupting.

And once she enters Tianchi, she is bound to make a breakthrough.

Time to sizzle!

If there is no means for the master to arrange on her body, at this time, she will probably turn around and run away.

Otherwise, ask for Master?

Forget it, after all, the Sky Poison Holy Body is of great importance. Once she tells the master, I am afraid that others will not need to take action, and the old man should take action to clean up the door.

hold on! !

"Son!"

On the other battle stage, Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, the wind was light and the clouds were calm, and there was an ancient fairy spirit flowing around him.

In front of him, a dark-skinned, sturdy young man bowed and bowed, his eyes seemed to have determination.

Three hundred stingy luck, the young master of the Black Stone Department, the black tiger.

Compared with Qin Chu and others, this black tiger is not even a leek.

But the Dao is this thing, who is too little.

Besides, this dish is delivered to your mouth, wouldn't it be floating if you don't eat it? The ancients said that every grain is hard work!

This child is so grown up that he ate a lot of food at a glance.

Refuse to waste, start with me!

What are the rules of the battlefield?

You are afraid that you look down on me and Ling someone. With my strength, I accidentally kill a god general. Do you have any opinions?

"Yes, there is a bit of the style of Tianjiao in the southern border. Let me see your strength."

Before Heihu could open his mouth, Ling Xiao suddenly smiled and nodded, his eyes were gentle, and his tone was like the breeze in the mountains, which made people feel friendly.

"Holy Son!!"

The black tiger's body trembled, if it weren't for the black face, it should be a little rosy now.

Holy Son, are you praising me?

Holy Son, Ling Xiao! ! Say I'm alright?

What kind of honor is this?

Look at the tens of thousands of Tianjiao in the southern border, how many people can enter the eyes of the Holy Son?

Only I, the black tiger, have this honor!

Originally, Heihu was ready to vote, but I heard what the young master meant, did he want to learn from him?

I can't beat it, but tell the Holy Son to see my attitude, maybe if I'm happy, then accept me as a younger brother

One step to the sky! ! This is a step-by-step creation.

"In order to show my respect for you, I will do my best in a while, so be careful."

Ling Xiao's eyes were gentle, and there seemed to be thunderous intent flowing around her body.

And the black tiger took a deep breath, and the power of Taoism surged instantly.

Do your best and respect me?

Holy Son, I am a black tiger, what virtue and what ability, are so highly valued by you!

"Holy Son! I'm about to shoot!!"

After the words fell, the black tiger figure suddenly flew into the air, as if a black tiger came into the world, rushing towards Ling Xiao angrily.

Under the battle stage, many Southern Border Tianjiao's eyes were fascinated, and there was a hint of envy in the eyes of Heihu.

To be able to fight against such celestial beings as Ling Xiao, is also an experience for them.

even! !

Those who have a strong mind and perseverance, and who are extremely talented, can get an epiphany opportunity in the battle with the strong.

The previous few people did not cherish this opportunity.

It is really too noble for the status of the Holy Son, and they have no courage to provoke them at all.

But now, Holy Son Ling Xiao took the initiative to speak, giving Heihu a chance!

This black tiger is really lucky for three lives! !

"Guess how many moves Heihu can hold in the hands of Holy Son Ling Xiao?"

"I suspect that you look down on the Son of God."

"If it was someone else, he might not be able to withstand the Holy Son's blow, but this black tiger has understood the principles of the earth, and his physical defense is extremely strong. I have seen him use his defense to forcibly carry a sea clan god Hou Tianjiao with all his strength. hit."

"Oh, can Hai Clan Tianjiao compare to our Saint Son? I'm optimistic that Saint Son will defeat him with two moves!"

"At least three moves?"

There was a lot of discussion under the stage, but Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with the sharpness of Ultimate at the moment when the black tiger figure descended.

Then, everyone was stunned to see that Ling Xiao stretched out two fingers and gently stroked towards the sky.

"Om."

Between heaven and earth, the sound of sword chants resounded suddenly.

I saw a ray of clear light, like the first ray of light in the beginning of the world, quietly blooming.

Thousands of dao patterns unfolded like a picture scroll, and instantly filled the entire void.

Outside Ling Xiao, there are also immortal shadows, which have derived countless visions.

The clear light flickered and disappeared in an instant.

only! !

Heihu's body fell from the sky and fell in front of Ling Xiao.

At this time, his eyes were still round and round, but there was no more vitality on his body.

"Gollum."

The top of Xianxuan Mountain was dead silent.

Even the elder of the Xianzong on the side of the battle platform widened his eyes and said nothing for a long time.

With his cultivation in the God Emperor realm, he felt a coolness rising from the soles of his feet and pouring into the top of his head.

Just, dead?