Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Om."

Until the golden light between heaven and earth pierced the darkness and poured over the earth.

The mountains, forests and rivers that were originally baptized by the thunder robbery suddenly spread spiritual energy, and their vitality was derived.

Ten dragon veins turned into a burst.

The aura in this realm is far more terrifying than the Holy Land of Xianshan.

And in the void of the domain, a figure suddenly floated down, and although there was no half aura emanating from the whole body, it was completely integrated with the world.

The third rank of the God King is only one step away from the fourth rank.

With Ling Xiao's current strength and means, even if he doesn't use the power of demons, the people of the god king can be killed like slaughtering dogs.

"Lord."

In front of him, Xiong Huan held a figure in one hand and bowed to Ling Xiao.

"Xiong Huan, you go down the mountain, find Qing You, and ask him to take you into Wangui Mountain, and bring the ancient poison back to me."

Ling Xiao looked at the unconscious Chen Qingshan and the cool Gu Ci'er indifferently, his eyes brightened.

With the strength of the ancient poison, he took the two big moves of Sect Master Xianxuan, and now even if he is not dead, he will be seriously injured.

And with the prudence of this Demon Lord, he may not return to Wangui Mountain at this time, and he is more likely to hide in other unknown places to heal his wounds carefully.

Of course, this is what normal people think.

But Ling Xiao guessed that the Lord of the Demon Sect was probably in Wangui Yamanaka now.

The most dangerous places are often the safest.

It was because Gu Po was too cautious, so no one would have thought that he would hide in the mountain gate so boldly.

Now Ling Xiao first entered the southern border, not just to find the son of destiny to harvest leeks.

Especially now, when he killed Qing Yu and gained that ray of immortal origin, the need for the villain to improve his cultivation was not as strong as before.

In the land of the southern border, there are two important tasks.

Find the news of the devil bone and kill the first god envoy.

As the head of the four envoys, perhaps this Dugu divine envoy would have a more intuitive understanding of the Lord of God and the past three hundred years ago.

Ancient Poison, now the helm of the Southern Border Demon Sect on the bright side.

Especially now, the blood moon landlord and the poison sect master have all died on Xuansi Mountain. I am afraid that no one in the Demon Sect will threaten him again.

Gan!

Ancient Poison Demon, with cruel methods, to bring disaster to the world.

I, Ling Xiao, the Light of Righteous Path, of course, want to keep him firmly in my hands.

"Yes! Lord!"

Xiong Huan casually threw Chen Qingshan and Gu Ci'er on the ground, and the figures disappeared instantly.

With the current strength of this demon general, if the ancient poison is in full bloom, he may not be easily captured.

But unfortunately, he lost.

And yet, beside him, there was Ling Xiao's dark guard who had long been sprinkled on the southern border.

As for Chen Qingshan

Ling Xiao didn't even look at him, the figure suddenly disappeared in place.

When he wakes up, he will see Gu Ci'er's body, and that will be his most desperate time.

Betrayed the teacher's sect, the beloved was executed by the master, and carried the name of the devil's spy

Faint, just an escape.

But sooner or later, the dream will wake up.

People, only in despair, the most despair, will be at the mercy of others.

The lost stray dog ​​is invincible in the world.

At the foot of Wangui Mountain, ghost fog is lingering.

There is a faint wave of formation fluctuations quietly rippling open.

Mountains are not mountains, forests are not forests.

There are thousands of ghosts, overlapping and overlapping, giving people a feeling of entering this mountain and returning home without a life.

"My lord really has a wonderful plan."

Xiong Huan's eyes were cold, and he looked up at the top of the mountain.

Beside him, Qing You raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and nodded slightly, "Sir, the ancient Poison is in this ghostly stream in Wangui Mountain. I'll take you down the stream."

"Um."

Xiong Huan's voice was low, and he stepped forward, breaking the fog in an instant, and disappeared together with Qing You.

"Om."

Xianxuanzong, before the apse. Ling Xiao's figure descended from the sky and landed in front of Qin Chu and the others.

"Your Majesty, at the foot of the mountain?"

"Holy Son, My Master"

Qin Chu's expression was stunned for a moment, and there was an inexplicable shock in his heart.

At this moment, he seemed to feel that the breath on Ling Xiao's body had changed.

He has followed the Six Demons since he was a child, among which the Book Demon is best at the way of deduction.

It was inexplicable, he felt that Ling Xiao seemed even more terrifying.

how is this possible?

In just a short while, the strength of the Holy Son has gone one step further?

Moreover, this kind of oppression is not caused by the imposing manner of the peers, but more like realm oppression?

God King?

For a moment, Qin Chu's whole body trembled slightly, and there was a deep adoration in his eyes.

Holy Son Ling Xiao, you are Gaoshan and Xinghai!

It is the other side of the sky that Chu Er has worked hard to climb in this life.

"I see! You stay on the mountain, I'll go see you, Master!"

Ling Xiao looked indifferent, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Saint Son Xiao!!"

Seeing this scene, Qin Chu's face was inexplicably pale.

"Huh? Young Master Qin, is there anything else?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows slightly, feeling that something was wrong with Qin Chu today.

"Holy Son! Although my master has a gentle name, his temperament is really indifferent! Moreover, he has always been prejudiced against people of the Holy Religion. Why don't you let me go down the mountain with you?"

Qin Chu's eyes were earnest, and he was obviously worried that the Grand Master would disagree with each other, and then execute the Holy Son Ling Xiao.

"No need."

Ling Xiao shook his head, stepped forward, and disappeared instantly.

joke.

Are you going down the mountain with me?

You are here, the Great Demon still has some concerns, so he dare not take action against me easily.

Even if Ling Xiao did nothing, with Wen Ruyu's temperament, he would have guessed the purpose of Qin Chu being left on the mountain by him.

Until Ling Xiao's figure appeared in the ancient forest at the foot of the mountain, his eyes narrowed quietly.

At this moment, he could hear a melodious melodious sound from the forest.

However, the birds and beasts in the forest were not disturbed by it, as if they had not heard of it.

"Is it playing for me? Hehe, Senior Wen is really polite."

Ling Xiao sneered, raised his foot and walked into the ancient forest.

But in the depths of the forest, a figure in Tsing Yi sat cross-legged on the ground, flicking a green wood guqin in front of him.

The sound of the piano is gentle, manifesting a vision.

Faintly, Ling Xiao seemed to see a crane soaring in front of Ling Xiao's eyes, and the old tree was in spring with dazzling xiong flowers blooming.

even!

With Ling Xiao's spirit realm, he knew that everything in front of him was an illusion, but he couldn't help but linger in it and was intoxicated.

Can! !

At this moment, the sound of the piano suddenly changed, and there was a clanging sound that shocked the mind.

And the originally peaceful fairyland suddenly changed its appearance at this moment.

I saw a snow-capped mountain standing in the sky.

The stone road in the mountains caused sudden snow, and Gone with the Wind caused Acacia.

The white snow falls with the wind, dyeing the ancient mountains of the earth silver.

On the ancient road in the mountains, a woman in Tsing Yi was walking on the snow, floating like a fairy.

Heaven and earth are desolate, and the snow is scattered.

There is only a touch of sadness, which is refreshing, and makes people unable to bear a wisp of coldness in their hearts.

Ling Xiao frowned and looked at the woman on the mountain road, feeling somewhat familiar in her heart.

At this moment, the woman seemed to feel something, and the lotus step stagnated and turned her head slowly.

"boom!"

At this moment, Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, with a look of shock.

Because, he saw that the figure in the snow was none other than Ye Qingchan! !